In the grove near the academy trading area.

Crescent Moon, Light Wave, and the other eight members of the Society of Everything they were connected with crouched in the shadows, watching from afar as Russell took the contents of the stall back into his dimensional pocket.

"Okay, Russell is closed, and he looks very tired and almost depleted of spiritual energy, so we're going to take advantage of it."

The crescent moon commands the crowd.

She and Guangbo are both considered top students in the primary school, and they are both second-year students.

The other 8 members of the Society of Everything are made up of two second-year students and six outstanding first-year students.

4 elite second-year students, plus 6 outstanding first-year students. Such a team of transcendents can definitely walk sideways in the primary courtyard!

Even if Russell was a super genius who had ascended to the third grade and stepped into the Higher Academy, it was unlikely that he would escape from them in the current state where there was little spiritual energy left. What's more, Russell is only a second-year student.

"Very well, when Russell comes, 11 of us will go up together and catch him."

Lightwave commanded.

"Is there 11 of us so many?" Crescent always felt like there were a lot of people.

Lightwave counted the number of people.

“1。” Lightwave pointed at himself.

“2。” Lightwave gestured to the crescent moon beside him.

“ 3。” Light Wave pointed to Russell, who was mingling with the 10 members of the Society of Everything.

“4、5、6……”

After the points, it was indeed 10 people.

So, Russell and 10 other members of the Society of Everything crouched in the shadows, observing Russell cleaning up the stall in the distance.

"Friend, you're also a member of the Society of Everything, aren't you? I haven't seen you much before. One of the boys from the Society of All Things pushed Russell next to him.

"I'm new here, I'm here on a mission today. I'm amazing, just wait for such a hand, I will definitely be able to catch that Russell. Russell said proudly.

"You're so powerful. Which major? The boy asked Russell again.

Russell pulled out his bronze badge, the herbal motif on the plate badge:

"A sophomore in the Department of Necromancy and Life."

The boy from the Society of All Things looked stunned:

"Wow, it's a sophomore guy. Awesome!

"Oh, you and the Russell we want to catch are a professional, what extraordinary ability does Russell show at that time, and you still need your help to crack it?

"Oh, by the way, buddy, I haven't asked you what your name is."

Russell, who had long known the characteristics of the wind chime's ability to "make friends", did not hesitate and told the truth: "My name is Russell. ”

"Russell, that's a familiar name." The boy from the Society of All Things pondered the name, but couldn't remember where he had heard it.

He didn't bother to think about it, and patted Russell on the shoulder:

"Russell, you're a second-year boss, and when we fight Russell, you're going to stand in front of me and protect me. If that Russell is disobedient and fights to the death, maybe someone will get hurt. That's up to you, Russell. ”

"No problem, it's on me." Russell readily agreed.

So these 11 people lurked in the shadows, watching Russell in the distance finally clean up the stall and get up to leave.

In fact, Russell in the distance is not a real person at all, but a split soul of the wind chime, disguised as Russell with disguise illusions.

The real Russell had long relied on the intuitive perception of the third grade level, sensed that someone was trying to work against him, and relied on the ghosts of the ancient creatures to find the members of the Society of Everything hidden in the grove.

As a result, the real Russell mixed in with the 10 members of the Society of Everything, and let the wind chimes possessed by him activate the abnormal memes of the ability to "make friends", creating a mental cognitohazard, making the 10 members of the Society of Everything think that Russell was in league with them, so that there was a conversation that was ridiculous just now.

Although these 10 people had the upper hand, none of them had reached the third-grade level of mental resistance, and they could not recognize the spiritual hints of the wind chimes at all.

"How? Russell: My abilities are easy to use, right? ”

The wind chimes possessed by Russell's body boasted in psychic communication.

"Memetic abilities are really weird, and they can erase the advantage in numbers." Russell analyzed it carefully.

In the battle of the Transcendental, numbers still matter.

However, the most important thing is not a simple stacking of numbers, but the fact that extraordinary people with different specialties and abilities complement each other to form a 3 to 6 people, and cooperate tacitly with each other, so that they can deal with all kinds of complex situations and challenge far more than any one of them.

However, there are also certain supernatural abilities that can erase the numerical advantage to a certain extent.

For example, large area damage spells.

For example, enchantments or defenses that require mastery of certain advanced spells to be broken.

For example, a third-year student in the Department of Psychic and Illusion, after mastering the extraordinary abilities of the memetic genre, it is entirely possible to quietly kill hundreds of first- and second-year supernatural beings without being noticed.

- The premise is that none of these hundreds of people belong to the category of innate mental resistance as Russell is, and none of them have targeted psychic resistance, or wear targeted supernatural items that resist cognitohazards.

Thinking of this, Russell has a deeper understanding of supernatural combat.

Is there such an extraordinary ability that can erase the numerical advantage to a certain extent in the third-year professional core course of the Department of Necromancy and Life, "Dark Witchcraft", and the fourth-year professional core course, "Blood Magic"?

As thoughts and doubts formed in his mind, Russell suddenly felt a spiritual feedback.

The water level of the already boundless spiritual lake has risen a little.

Sure enough, improving one's understanding of the supernatural is also a practice of the supernatural...... Russell bowed slightly.

"No, Russell didn't come to us after cleaning up the stall."

"What, isn't he going back to his dorm or going to dinner?"

The group of members of the Society of Everything were surprised to see that Russell had packed up his things and went straight in the other direction.

There it is, on the edge of the offline trading area......

Booth at the White Wolf Club!

Six or seven tables were put together to form a stall, along with a large tent. At the top of the tent, a large signboard depicts a fierce and resolute white wolf.

On the table are a variety of supernatural materials, alchemy potions, alchemy dolls, and other props. Seven or eight members of the White Wolf Club were gathering there, running stalls.

An active alchemy puppet was in charge of selling in front of the stall, shouting the advertising line vigorously:

"The White Wolf Club franchise store, the latest enchantment concentrated sulfuric acid, easy to melt steel! Gagged the alchemy puppet to cancel the personalized advertising service. ”

I saw the fake Russell walk to the tent of the White Wolf Club booth.

……

What's going on? The 10 members of the Society of All Things were stunned.

"Why did Russell go to the White Wolf Club booth?" Crescent Moon looked confused.

She doesn't have much affection for the White Wolf Club either.

is also a large force in the academy, and the leaders are all fourth-year powers, and the White Wolf Club and the Everything Association will have some friction to a greater or lesser extent.

Last year, the Society of Everything tried to monopolize the Academy's transcendent goods trading market, and once wooed the White Wolf Club, but the cooperation between the two sides was not too pleasant, and the uneven distribution of the spoils caused a quarrel.

Russell pretended to be surprised, and said to his 10 companions:

"What? Haven't you heard of it? Russell is a cadre of the White Wolf Club. Now that his spiritual energy is exhausted, it is normal to go back to his own territory to rest. ”

This is the truth, but his status as an honorary cadre was obtained by Subway using the handle of the Arctic wolf. There is no use for anything other than a name.

Guangbo hurriedly opened his mobile phone, checked the information, and came up with the answer after a while:

"I found it. Russell is indeed an honorary officer of the White Wolves Club. ”

(End of chapter)