Professor Yao didn't walk into the classroom alone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was followed by a young schoolgirl in a gray robe, with a ponytail and a straight face.

As usual, the professor strode up to the podium, slapped the handout in his arms on the lectern, and then habitually patted the dust on his sleeve.

The two school workers stood quietly at the door of the classroom, silent, like stone statues.

The students' curious eyes wandered between the professor and the school worker, and many of them writhed restlessly and whispered to each other. The atmosphere in the classroom was a little eerie.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous," the professor rubbed his shiny big back, and suddenly grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth: "I remember before the end of the last class, before this class begins, I will discuss your understanding of 'Yuanchen Guardian'. ”

The classroom was filled with mourning.

Almost everyone is complaining about Lao Yao's homework.

"I can't find a clue at all, Professor!" Fat Xin waved his chubby hand, trying to attract Lao Yao's attention: "Even our Dr. Xiao Da soaked in the library for a week, but he didn't find an explanation for this word. ”

Xiao Xiao's face suddenly darkened.

Zheng Qing couldn't stop snickering.

This has become one of the few black histories that Xiao Xiao has, in order to find the origin of the word Lao Yao, he has searched through almost all the magic books that a first-year wizard can come his hands on, even including the super tome tool book "Curse Source".

Xin Fatzi's remarks obviously gave great encouragement to others - even the recognized Dr. Xiao couldn't understand 'Yuanchen Guardian', it must not be that he was not intelligent or hard-working, but that the professor's topic was too tricky.

The complaints in the audience became more and more legitimate.

Lao Yao looked at the students complaining with a smile, and there was no expression of surprise on his face.

It wasn't until the chatter in the classroom subsided that he coughed twice and spoke again.

"It's okay, if you can't find it in a week, then it's two weeks, and if you can't find it in two weeks, it's three weeks. He pulled the black pipe out of his bosom, shook a few sparks from his fingertips, and a wisp of cyan smoke rose.

"Ahem......" The female school worker at the door of the classroom, who was originally like a sculpture, suddenly let out a crisp coughing sound.

Lao Yao's arm holding the pipe stiffened suddenly, then turned his head, smiled awkwardly, and put out the pipe and stuffed it back into his arms.

"Look for a few more days, and you will find the meaning of that sentence at all. The professor ended his speech dryly, then put away the handouts on the table in amazement, and waved his arm vigorously: "As for today...... The rest of the time will be left to this staff member of the school committee. ”

"You're free. ”

"There are no classes this morning. ”

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, then immediately boiled.

Although Lao Yao's magic class was not as difficult as astronomy class, it was a formal magic class after all, and every student would feel constrained and uncomfortable in class.

Being able to skip classes openly is a rare pleasure for every student.

Only good students such as Liu Feifei, Matthew, and Jiang Yu will show a slightly disappointed expression.

Zheng Qing tried his best to contain the smile on his face, trying to maintain his image as a publicly-funded student in front of his classmates.

But the effort quickly failed.

"I originally planned to go to the pedestrian street to find Dr. Duzem after the Fu Gong class in the afternoon," he looked at Xiao Xiao happily, "If you'll be okay later, let's go together...... Haven't you always wanted to meet that legendary genius alchemist?"

"I'm going to the library. Xiao Xiao's face darkened, still not recovering from the blow of Fat Xin not long ago: "If you have a little eyesight, you should know that although Lao Yao does not attend classes, there must be other arrangements." ”

Everything was expected by Dr. Siu.

The elated young wizards in the class were still too.

It was only a few minutes later that when the young schoolgirl with a straight face stepped up to the podium, she made it clear why the morning class had been cancelled in just a few words.

It's still the fault of the sand.

Since the University Working Committee confirmed that the unidentified creature that invaded the university was a group of 'lost' sand, the entire campus working committee of First University has been caught in a chicken and dog jump, and from last Saturday night until this morning, the heads of the University Working Committee have been staying in the black office building to study the final treatment plan.

In Zheng Qing's opinion, since he has captured the mother of sand time and destroyed the worm nest, everything will naturally be fine.

But those experienced old school workers are naturally not so naïve.

If Zheng Qing didn't read the "Encyclopedia of the Wizarding World" at a glance and swallowed dates, he would naturally find some small characters in italics at the bottom of the sand time column.

According to the conclusions of many magical experiments and the records of magic notes, when the sand swarm loses its hive and mother, it will become out of control.

They transform from a precious magic medicine bug into a 'legendary' magical catastrophe that multiplies and spreads rapidly—another creature of this level is known to wizards as the 'Scourge Undead'.

Because after losing the Mother of Sand Time, any Sand Time will begin to covet her status, and will automatically transform from an oviparous creature to a mitotic creature, opening the path of metamorphosis.

It is not until the final swarm that carries it in the Sand Time takes over all the lost Sand Time and rebuilds its nest to become the Mother of the Sand Time that this unbridled violent behavior comes to an end, and the rice-grain-sized flying insect will regain the familiar appearance of 'gentle', 'interesting', and 'valuable' to wizards.

Until then, these little bugs will only frantically grab the time of other creatures to expand their power.

Unfortunately, although the capture of the murderer on the shore of Linzhong Lake that night finally confirmed the identity of the murderer and finally brought him to justice, it was very bad that the reckless students broke the nest and poked the soft, leech-like mother worm into several sections.

When the old man of Verne found out about the actions of the young wizards, he was stunned, but there was nothing he could do.

"According to the committee's calculations, the number of sand hours currently in the school is between 1,000 and 3,000," the female school worker's voice was crisp and clear, "In addition, there are many sloth insects that were previously stocked by the sand time, and the number is unknown. ”

"We must wipe them all out before they completely riot!" Lao Yao stood at the door of the classroom, waving his big hand, and his voice was very powerful.

The female school worker flicked her ponytail and glanced at the professor with slanted eyes.

Lao Yao smiled, stood back behind the classroom door in a proper manner, and no longer spoke.

Zheng Qing looked at them curiously, estimating the story behind the two of them that might be amazing, and made up many chapters and bridges in his brain.

"It's very difficult!" the schoolgirl stressed from the podium.

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement and continued to wander into the world.

“...... Especially like First University, the environment here is very suitable for hunting in the sand, and it is also very suitable for lazy insect hatching and metamorphosis...... Because this is the largest gathering of young wizards in the entire wizarding world...... The young wizard has plenty of magic, but his self-control is at a low point...... This makes them very easily confused by these bugs. ”

Wizards are not afraid of brutal beasts, strange demons, or mysterious curses.

But they are afraid of the passage of time.

And the sand time is the murderer of many times that pass for no reason!