Eleventh, close to the intensity of the twelfth.

It may not be intuitive to say this alone, but in other words,

His soul pressure strength has nearly doubled in the past few days!

This growth is the growth of his soul.

Wei Gu could feel that although the speed at which the soul floated from the body had not changed, the soul pressure and soul strength contained in the body had made a qualitative leap compared to before.

If it is said that according to the original rate, it will be exhausted in about seven or eight months, then Wei Gu Shu has calculated that it can last at least a year now.

After deducting that he has lived for a month, it is equivalent to six or seven months more than his life out of thin air.

Although it still sounds like a dying point, Wei Gu Shu is already very satisfied.

It's one thing to have a specific number, but it's another thing to be able to find a new direction and continue your life after being sentenced to death, and to prove that your guess with Principal Zhenjun was correct.

The latter represents a positive state, the possibility of gradually getting better, and the expectation of the future. This is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Wei Gushu, and the real facts have proved the correct direction.

"It's getting better, it's getting better."

Wei Gu didn't wear any clothes, and directly turned out the waterproof, shock-proof, and soul-pressure three-proof PHS Nokia that was uniformly distributed, and turned to the contact information of Principal Zhenjun, and sent it directly with a text message.

Sometimes, the words of the ignorant are fearless are indeed true, and Wei Jushu has no idea how difficult it is for others to contact Zhenjun, even if other winds send messages to Zhenjun, they have to repeatedly consider the tone and wording.

And Wei Gushu simply sent a text message when he took a bath, and the wording was also extremely casual, which was as follows:

"Principal Zhenjun! We were right, I feel like I can live for more than a year after my soul grows! ”

"It's getting better!"

Soon, his PHS received a reply from Zhenjun, with only one word on it.

"Good"

After the message, there is also a "thumbs up" emoji with the atmosphere of an elderly elder, which is the one in the default soybean emoji.

Although there was only one word, it still made Wei Gushu quite excited, and he looked at PHS for a long time.

This represents double authentication, and he is now going in the right direction.

"It's really getting better now..."

There is no need to worry about the countdown of life that hangs over his head at all times, Wei Jushu is naturally in a very good mood.

Then there are only two things left in front of him now.

The promotion of the anomalies in E-Town, as well as the imminent assassination training.

After he washed up, he carried the big bag of sweets that Yu Zhiyu bought for him, sat on the floor by the window in the bedroom, and swallowed the dessert while watching the moonlight.

He only needs a few bites of delicate desserts, and the sugar brings a huge amount of energy to his brain.

Wei Gushu's brain is running rapidly,—— his brain power seems to be far beyond ordinary people, so he needs enough sweets to provide energy, when he used to go to school, the welfare home naturally did not have sweets, he would save money to go to the shop next to the school to buy some cheap candy, with Coke to drink.

The younger siblings in the welfare home also like to eat candy, so when the final semester is reviewed, Wei Jushu always gathers a large group of runny little children around him to beg for some sweet candy to eat.

Wei Gushu was eating dessert in a big gulp, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered what happened in the welfare home before, and his heart became a little soft.

"I don't know if they're doing well now..."

The compensation Wei received before leaving was far more than 50,000 yuan, but he exchanged most of it into cash, partly stuffed it into those younger siblings so that they could improve their lives, and partly asked a local insurance agency to buy them tuition insurance for schooling.

"I'm doing well anyway, so you should study hard."

Wei Jushu picked up a piece of macaron and threw it into his mouth, and continued to think about the assassination training tomorrow, although his current state of existence may seem difficult in the eyes of others, but he himself felt that he was living a good life now.

Compared to when I was in the welfare home, there are friends, trustworthy teachers and principals, and the cafeteria is full of delicious food, more than I watched on TV when I was a child, although there are only a few months left to live, but at least I am on the right path now, although I have to be killed several times a day, but it is nothing.

Wei Gushu's mentality has always been good and scary, focusing on doing one line and loving one line, and adapting very quickly.

"There are only two chances left, and no matter how careful you are, you won't survive the remaining four days."

"In addition, the requirements for successful passage also include the successful counterattack, and it is clear that the optimal solution under these rules is not blindly evasive."

"These rules, the rules assigned to me by the mentor I have never met, are encouraging me to take the initiative!"

"However, a blind sortie will only waste the remaining times, so...."

Wei Jushu frowned and fell into thought.

"Therefore, the best choice is to adapt first, adapt to the method of assassination, use the strong soul pressure between life and death brought by assassination, and don't hesitate to take the initiative when the accumulation is enough."

"If there is no accumulation, it must be a failure, and if there is enough accumulation but you fail to make up your mind in time to change your strategy, then the waiting result is also a failure."

"So, this is the best and last chance!"

Wei Gushu's fist couldn't help but clench slightly.

"If you want to fight back successfully, the key is also the rules, and how to use the rules is the requirement of this topic."

As Mr. Qingjiang said, if you want to "want to defeat him, a quasi-C-class town anomaly", it is undoubtedly a fantasy, but if you want to "fight back and hurt him" as the ultimate goal, it is a completely different way of thinking and playing. ”

Wei Gushu's big bag of desserts had bottomed out, he poured himself a glass of water from the table, Li Shengruo hadn't come back yet, and he might have his own training task.

"It's impossible to design a goal for me that I can't reach, that is, even if my growth rate is slow, when I get close to thirty assassinations, my strength is strong enough in their eyes to be able to fight back."

"What's more, I'm growing far faster than they estimated!"

"Strength is enough, all I need is [opportunity]! At the slightest chance, I can fight back! ”

"If you want to hurt such a strong person, you need [opportunity], and what can create opportunity can only be one thing."

"That's [accident]!"

Silent, Wei Gushu, who was slowly pacing with a cup in his bedroom, was clear in his heart, and his eyes reflecting the moonlight were extremely bright, and he quickly figured out the key to the matter.

Accident, he needs to make Qingjiang unexpected, create a situation and ability that surprises him, and then seek that slightest opportunity!

What can surprise you? Was it an unexpected time? An unexpected and unusual move? Unexpected weapons?

Not enough, not enough for the killer who surpassed the limits of humanity.

To create the unexpected, he needs something he has never seen, something he has never thought of, something he has never seen.

And such a "thing", Wei Gu Shu happened to master.