Level 11, close to the intensity of level 12.
It may not be intuitive to say this alone. To put it another way,
The intensity of his soul pressure has nearly doubled in the past few days!
This growth is the growth of his soul.
Wei Curcuma can feel that although the speed of the soul flowing out of the body has not changed, the soul pressure and soul strength contained in the body have made a qualitative leap compared to before.
If it is said that at the original rate, it will be exhausted in about seven or eight months, then Wei Curcuma calculated that it can last for at least a year, which is much more.
After deducting one month of living, it is equivalent to six or seven months of extra life.
Although this still sounded like he was on the verge of death, Wei Curcuma was already very satisfied.
Specific numbers are one thing. After being sentenced to death, it is another thing to be able to find a new direction to continue life and prove that oneself and Principal Zhenjun's guesses were correct.
The latter represents a positive state, the possibility of getting better gradually, and the anticipation of the future. This is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Wei Curcuma, and it proves the correct direction with real facts.
"It's getting better, it's getting better."
Wei Zeshu didn't wear any clothes, so he directly pulled out the waterproof, shockproof, and soul-proof PHS Nokia that was issued uniformly. He found the contact information of Principal Zhenjun, and sent a text message directly.
Sometimes, the saying that the ignorant is fearless is indeed true. Wei Curcuma has no idea how difficult it is for others to contact Zhenjun. Even if other people send messages to Zhenjun, they have to carefully consider their tone and wording.
Wei Curcuma simply sent a text message while taking a shower, and the wording was extremely casual. The content is as follows:
"Principal Zhenjun! Our guess was right. After my soul grows stronger, I feel like I can live for more than a year!"
"Get better!"
Soon, his PHS received a reply from Zhenjun, which contained only one word.
"good"
After the message, there is a "thumbs up" emoticon that is full of the atmosphere of an elderly person, which is the default soybean emoticon.
Although there was only one word, Wei Curcuma was still very excited and he read it for a long time with his PHS.
This represents two-factor authentication, and he is now going in the right direction.
"It's really getting better now..."
No longer needing to worry about the life countdown that always hangs over his head, Wei Curcuma is naturally in a good mood.
Then there are only two things left before him.
The promotion of the deviants from Class E Town, and the imminent assassination training.
After he washed up, he took the big bag of sweets that Yu Zhiyu bought for him, sat on the floor by the window of the dormitory, and gulped down the sweets while watching the moonlight.
He can eat the exquisite dessert in just a few bites, and the sugar brings huge energy to his brain.
Wei Curcuma's brain is running very fast - his brain power seems to be far higher than that of ordinary people, so he needs enough sweets to supply energy. When he was in school, there were no sweets in the orphanage, so he would save money to go to a kindergarten next to the school. Buy some cheap sugar from the store and drink it with Coca-Cola.
The younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage also like to eat sweets, so during the final review, a large group of little kids with runny noses always gathered around Wei Curcuma, asking for some sweet candies from him.
While Wei Zeshu was eating the dessert, he suddenly remembered what happened in the orphanage for some reason, and his heart became a little soft.
"I don't know if they are doing well now..."
The compensation Wei Zeshu received before leaving was far more than 50,000 yuan, but he converted most of it into cash. Some of it was given to his younger brothers and sisters to help them improve their lives, and some of it was entrusted to a local insurance agency. , bought them tuition insurance for them to use in school.
"I'm living a pretty good life anyway, so you should also study hard."
Wei Zeshu picked up a piece of macaron and threw it into his mouth, and continued to think about tomorrow's assassination training. Although his current living situation may seem to others to be extremely difficult, he himself feels that now Having a good time.
Compared with when I was in the orphanage, I have friends here, trustworthy teachers and principals, and the delicious food in the cafeteria is more dazzling than what I saw on TV when I was a child. Although I only have a few months left to live, at least Now that I'm on the right path, even though I have to be killed several times every day, it doesn't matter.
Wei Zeshu's mentality has always been good and scary. He focuses on doing what he does and loving what he does. He adapts very quickly.
"There are only two chances left. No matter how careful you are, you can't survive the remaining four days."
"In addition, the requirements for successful passage also include the requirement of successful counterattack. Obviously, the optimal solution under these rules is not just to avoid it."
"These rules, the rules assigned to me by the mentor I have never met, encourage me to take the initiative!"
"However, attacking blindly will only waste the remaining times, so..."
Wei Curcuma frowned and fell into thinking.
"So, the best choice is to adapt first, adapt to the assassination techniques, and use the soul pressure brought by assassination to strengthen your own soul between life and death. When you have accumulated enough, don't hesitate to take the initiative."
"If there is no accumulation, it will definitely be a failure. If there is enough accumulation but you fail to make a decision and change the strategy in time, then the result of waiting will also be failure."
"So, now is the best and last chance!"
Wei Curcuma's fists couldn't help but clenched slightly.
"If you want to counterattack successfully, the key is also to rule. How to use the rules is the requirement of this topic."
"As Teacher Qingjiang said, if you act with the goal of "defeating him, a quasi-C-level anomaly suppressor", it is undoubtedly a fantasy, but if you act with the ultimate goal of "counterattacking and hurting him", it is completely different. Ideas and playing methods.”
Wei Curcuma's large bag of desserts had all bottomed out. He poured himself a glass of water from the table. Li Shengruo hadn't come back yet, so he might have his own training mission.
"It is impossible to design a goal that I cannot achieve. In other words, no matter how slow my growth rate is, when I am close to thirty assassinations, I will be strong enough to fight back in their eyes."
"What's more, my growth rate far exceeds their estimates!"
"The power is enough, all I need is an [opportunity]! As long as there is the slightest chance, I can counterattack successfully!"
"If you want to hurt such a strong person, you need [opportunity], and the only thing that can create an opportunity is one thing."
"That's [accident]!"
Wei Zeshu, who was silent and pacing slowly in his bedroom holding a cup, felt clear in his heart, his eyes reflected in the moonlight were extremely bright, and he quickly figured out the key to the matter.
Surprise, he needs to surprise Qing Jiang, create situations and abilities that surprise him, and then seek for that slight chance!
What can surprise people? Is it an unexpected time? Unexpected and unusual behavior? An unexpected weapon?
Not enough, not even enough for the killer who transcended human limits.
Creating the unexpected requires something he has never seen before, something he has never thought of, something he has never seen.
And Wei Curcuma just mastered this kind of "thing".
