"Why haven't I died?" Caesar clutched his chest.

A thin hand was attached to Caesar's chest, Elizabeth looked at him with a smile, and explained: "Hella said that this was a gift from Li Jiaming, and he apologized to you for forgetting to save his life." ”

Caesar was silent with his chest in his hands, he didn't notice it when he was excited just now, but now that he calmed down, he found that his body was rapidly getting stronger, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster from the beginning.

"Baby, do you think it's rude for me to be in your bed while you're thinking about another man?" Elizabeth held Caesar's head to herself, "Do it again!" ”

Caesar, who had just gained strength, suddenly screamed and pounced on Elizabeth who was smiling.

The next day, a refreshed Caesar left for New York University after saying goodbye to Elizabeth sleeping in his bed, and today was the day he went to work.

On the road, while driving, Caesar thought about the ability that Li Jiaming gave him.

The majestic dragon words spat out of Caesar's mouth, and as the last syllable fell, dazzling golden pupils lit up in the carriage. Caesar also received information about his own words.

Moment

A spirit of speech that can speed up itself, ranking seventy-second in the sequence of words and spirits. is not a very dangerous spirit, and there is no risk of losing control of Caesar, an existence with the bloodline of Li Jiaming's natal dragon king.

Although it sounds similar to Quicksilver in the Marvel Universe, the gap between the two cannot be said to be similar, it can only be said that there is a world of difference. Quicksilver's speed is the kind of speed that slows down time, similar to the time zero spirit in the dragons, he can slow down the things around him when he runs. The moment is different, the moment is the spirit that acts on itself, that is, it does not change the speed of time around it, but accelerates the speed of time flow of oneself.

Speaking of which, this spirit of speech is very limited to Caesar, because it is a very operational spirit of speech. If Caesar's spirit is a candle dragon, and Jun Yan's high-explosive spirit can be used as a clear screen for the whole audience with Caesar's bloodline, and the walking nuclear bomb can be understood. But the moment is different, the release method of the moment is to speed up his own time, that is to say, one second of an ordinary person can be used by Caesar as many seconds. For example, the first-order brake is one second to two seconds, the second-order is one second to four seconds, the third-order is eight seconds, and so on.

According to Caesar's lineage, the number of orders he can unleash depends on the speed of his thoughts. The power that his bloodline brought him could make his moment so fast that time stopped, that is, the moment of infinite order. But how he controlled his body in the Infinite Moment was determined by his mind.

This is the difference between him and a superhero like Quicksilver, who can run as fast as he wants. And if Caesar had let go, he would probably have crashed into the wall because of his slow reaction.

For example, in the X-Men series, Quicksilver slows down time and pushes away bullets, and Caesar will only be killed by a bullet.

But it can't be said that this speech spirit is weak, because even if Caesar's mind can't keep up with the speed of speech, he can always maintain a simple action, such as swinging a knife. This repetitive mechanical action does not require a brain, so Caesar can theoretically do an infinite knife in one second. As long as the body and the knife can be carried, there is nothing that Caesar can't split.

And unlike Li Jiaming in the past, Caesar now, although he knows what other words and dragon words are, he can't release them as casually as before.

Directly cut a wave belongs to yes.

But for now, despite the restrictions, it's enough for Caesar. He's not the same supersonic player who can be killed by bullets like Quicksilver. It's a bit too much to say that someone with dragon blood is invulnerable, but basically AK's level of vitality still can't be broken, at least it has to be a full-power bullet like Barrett.

And Caesar is far beyond ordinary people in terms of strength and speed, at least about equal to a small beauty team.

Of course, if you really fight with the American team, Caesar thought about yesterday's pectoralis major player, a little hanging, mainly because that guy will go against his will, he can fight with himself all day, but he probably can't fight with him all day.

Caesar, who learned the power of his words, blinked with satisfaction, and the golden pupils fell silent, and the heartbeat that roared in his body slowed down, slowly adjusting to the state of a normal person.

This is also the difference between Caesar, a half-blood, and the mutants in Marvel, his state can be adjusted, but mutants like Steel Giant are obviously not adjustable.

Sigh~~~~!

An excited Caesar whistled loudly at the policemen patrolling the side of the road and waved at him.

The latter waved his hand at Caesar in response.

。。。。。。

In the spacious classroom, a classroom in a black suit is pointing to the blackboard and talking endlessly, and from time to time he is scribbling a few words on the blackboard. That's right! It was Caesar.

If this was placed in the past, it would be impossible to duel, he would only put a PPT, and then read it according to the script, fooling the past and it would be over. But now Caesar, who has died twice, realizes that his previous perfunctory attitude is irresponsible for his own life and the lives of others.

In the past, Caesar standing on the podium would only make people feel that this young teacher was extraordinarily frivolous, but now the man standing on the podium seems to be very down-to-earth, calm, and gives people a sense of reliability at a glance.

"The only lesson that history can teach humanity is that humanity has never learned any lessons from history. Hegel writes this in the preface to The Philosophy of History. Students, if you want to pursue a career in history in the future, then you must read this book. Alright, that's the end of this lesson. ”

After Caesar said this, he glanced at the class, then closed the lesson plan and walked out of the classroom.

Some of the students in the classroom hazy wiped the saliva left by sleeping, and looked up blankly to see what was happening; Some brought their phones from under the table to the top of the table; Some hug their objects and nibble together.

Of course, it is not that there are no students, and at least one-third of the students still listen to the lectures very seriously.

Caesar himself knew that you couldn't be enthusiastic about people when you were going to be enthusiastic about you. Caesar will only take his lectures so seriously because there are still students who are willing to listen to their own lectures, rather than being all scumbags with mixed qualifications as before.

Yes, Caesar's current work is different from before, in the past, the lectures were similar to lectures, which belonged to the whole school and could be listened to, but now Caesar belongs to the Faculty of Letters, and the current teachers belong to Yes, who are only responsible for teaching the book Modern World History to the students of the History Department of the Faculty of Letters.

Don't ask why it's not modern American history, it's too thin to be taught in one class, and it won't take a school year at all.

"Hey! Caesar, where have you been this year? A large wave of blond hair asked affectionately towards Caesar.

"On a business trip, you know, I'm a busy man!" Caesar said jokingly, placing the lesson plan on his desk.

Big Wave is Caesar's former colleague, named Juliet, and the two work in the same office, and there are four people in the entire office, but usually only Juliet is alone.

Caesar has his own independent studio at school, and the other two guys are husband and wife, who travel all year round and occasionally come back to class, which is more prodigal than Caesar.

So it's no wonder that Juliet wasn't excited to see Caesar.

"yes, busy man, would you like to share your experience with me?" Juliet sat at Caesar's desk. Wearing black long legs, round and full, beautiful and edible, which category does it belong to. That's right, this thing is interesting to Caesar and has been hooking up with Caesar.

But I don't know why, Caesar would rather attack the student than touch this, and it's not that this guy is bad, he is just a serious beauty, and he doesn't have any bad preferences. It's just that Caesar doesn't like it, it belongs to me who will have my heart set on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

"Huh! Your stockings are on! Caesar pointed to her ankle and said, looking stunned.

"You bastard! I'm so blind! Juliet grumbled hatefully and threw the door away.

Caesar, who was sitting in the chair, shrugged his shoulders, and every time he met this woman, Caesar sighed, if only all women in the world were as easy to deal with as this guy, he could be angry with a word. I don't want Elizabeth, no matter what I say, I don't know any shame!

Caesar pulled his phone out of his pocket, "Thomas? What are you doing? ”

On the other side, the student council president closed the book, rubbed his sour eyes from staring at the blackboard for a long time, and returned to Caesar on the other side: "What's wrong with advanced mathematics?" "The famous student union president actually studied mathematics as a major, which can be said to be very rare in the student union of the Faculty of Arts, which accounts for more than 80 percent.

"Do you know where Phillips is?" Caesar held a pen and tapped it on the table.

"How do I know, or if I give you his phone number, you can talk to him directly?" Thomas grumbled.

"Okay!"

"Wait, I'll text you."

Caesar dialed the number again following the text message.

"Who are you? How do I know my number? Phillips came up and asked, he was taking art appreciation classes right now, and his new girlfriend was dancing on stage.

"Remember the night three days ago? An innocent professor died at your hands. Caesar said with a smile.

"Who are you? What do you want? Phillips glanced around and whispered as he clutched his phone's earpiece.

"If you don't want all of New York to know about the famous blastwave that kills innocents, go to Sixth Avenue in Manhattan at five o'clock in the afternoon, you should know where it is, remember, don't forget to wear your ridiculous outfit." Caesar threatened, and hung up the phone without waiting for an answer.