The raccoon took two sips of Coke before slowly sitting up from the window sill and shaking out the sandwich crumbs left in his fur.
"Dirty! Stop shaking!"
Wei Curcuma took out a few pieces of tissue paper and followed the raccoon to wipe the scraps into the trash can. However, the raccoon walked up to the book wall like a normal person and pulled out a book.
It didn't matter, it was too short, and it hit the bottom part of the book wall, which almost caused the entire book wall to collapse. As soon as Wei Zeshu put down the trash can, he hurriedly stopped the book wall that was about to collapse.
The poking ability is the same as that of other raccoons.
The raccoon sat in front of Wei Curcuma, opened the notebook, looked at it for a long time and nodded.
Although the note was held upside down, its expression was confident.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Pizza, because I prefer eating pizza. You can call me Mr. Pizza, Sir Pizza, or Teacher Pizza."
A talking raccoon opens his mouth and asks others to use their honorifics, which is really ridiculous and funny.
"Here's my knighthood, and permission to suppress."
Pizza unhurriedly dug out two things from the fur in his belly, grabbed them with his little paws, and placed them in Wei Curcuma's hand.
"It can't be real, can it...?"
While Wei Zeshu was thinking this, he lowered his head and looked in his hand. He saw a crooked round cardboard painted with oil pastels, which seemed to be some kind of knighthood medal.
The other was a permission for suppression written on a torn piece of notebook paper, with a mug shot of himself drawn on it in a serious manner, with a grade of A.
"..."
Wei Zeshu silently returned the two sets to Pizza, who felt that this seemed very convincing and put them back into the fur of his stomach.
"Mo Daosang's notes, I have deciphered its secrets."
"These things cannot be understood directly, otherwise you will suffer a severe mental impact."
"You have to use soul pressure to see it."
"Soul pressure? How can you see with soul pressure?"
"Everyone's soul will have its own unique memories, and these memories are often inherited from past generations...Forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you this."
Pizza stretched out a paw and gestured in the air. The soul, which was too small to be noticed, condensed on the fingertips of its raccoon, and soon formed a small sunglasses.
It put the sunglasses on its face, picked up the notes and started reading them while shaking its head, although the notes were still held upside down.
"Construct a pair of glasses using soul pressure, and you can literally read through the soul pressure. Don't say you can't."
It looked like a vacation, with an iced Coke with a pink straw on one side and some sandwich crumbs on the other. I was lying comfortably on the balcony window wearing sunglasses.
Wei Zeshu also took a notebook. Although it was nonsense to listen to a raccoon, he recently felt that his ability to accept it was much stronger, and he tried to construct a similar sunglasses.
Constructing something that is not his own requires more precise control of soul pressure than imagined. This thing does not seem to be able to be operated with the precision that a quasi-class E can achieve. He just reluctantly constructed a prototype of sunglasses and pressed it impatiently. On the face.
Through the light black lens made of soul pressure, all the words on the note came to life instantly. The original pictures and words quickly changed order, and then dots of gold emerged from under the ink words.
Are these golden words real words?
The sunglasses frame constructed by Wei Curcuma almost collapsed before he could see it clearly. He hurriedly pressed the frame on his face with his right hand and continued to maintain the supply of soul pressure to temporarily stabilize it.
It was not an illusion. For the first time, Wei Curiculum found that he could let those complicated words enter his mind instead of forgetting them instantly after reading them. This was undoubtedly a decisive change and made his mind agitated.
His desperate attempts to face the book wall had brought him to the verge of mental collapse. Suddenly, he could see a glimmer of hope. He ignored his mental weakness and wished he could just stare at it all night, but the fluctuation in his mood caused his soul to collapse. The output was out of balance, and the sunglasses on his face turned into a dim shadow inch by inch, sliding to the ground, unable to condense into shape.
"That is to say, you haven't reached the point where you can feel the root. If you can see through it at a glance... Although you can see clearly through this tricky method, it is almost impossible to write down so many notes."
Pizza muttered, took off the sunglasses in his hand, and let it return to the essence of soul pressure. It would not waste such a little bit of soul pressure and let it return to the body. Except for soul pressure monsters like Wei Curcuma, ordinary people also I won't be so extravagant and wasteful with the use of soul pressure.
"I think, based on what I know about that old man Mo Daosang, who is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, he probably said what he said is scary, and he is not prepared to really let you memorize it all. If you can see through the essence, you will pass the test. You can just pick a few books. Take a look, answer a few questions when the time comes, and just wait to see his old face turn happy... Are you listening to me?"
Pizza was analyzing clearly on one side, but Wei Zeshu on the other side didn't pay attention to what it said. He sat down and continued to study his notes. The problem that had originally troubled him suddenly became clear. According to his usual desperate attitude, he planned to read it in one sitting tonight. .
A raccoon's paw was placed on the page in front of him. Wei Zeshu turned his head and saw Pizza holding up a finger and shaking his head.
"Don't be in a hurry, be so anxious every day, and don't know how to enjoy life. What are you living for?"
"..."
Being taught by a raccoon that the true meaning of life is enjoyment, I am afraid that few people in the past and present have been treated like this.
"I teach you this under certain conditions."
"You can wait until you finish teaching. Isn't this a bit of a forced sale? If I don't agree, there's nothing you can do about it, right?"
"No, no, as far as I know, you are not that kind of person, so I told you directly."
Pizza sat proudly opposite Wei Curcuma and made its request.
"I hope you can establish a society in the North, a brand new society."
It took out a crumpled club application form from the fur on its belly like a treasure chest.
"Then, drag Liang Cai into this new society."
The relationship between Wei Zeshu and Liang Cai is actually very good, even better than others think, although the latter is always a bit timid.
The reason is also very simple. Wei Zeshu is an iron-blooded two-dimensional player, so he is involved in many games, while Liang Cai is an invisible goth nerd and game nerd. The two of them played dungeons together in Original Fantasy 14 when they had time.
The two often team up to play games in online games, and she is very active in the game.
"I knew it! I knew it! You and her puppy man are the same thing!"
As if Wei Curcuma had solved a case, he almost started to fight, while Pizza wanted to cover his mouth with his raccoon paws.
"Who is that little girl's summons? I am independent! I just received a commission from an old friend, so I reluctantly came over to carry it out."
"Old friend? Who is it?"
"My old friend said that Liang Cai is always alone in her dormitory playing computer games, which makes people feel uneasy... I hope she can make friends in school."
Wei Curcuma blinked. Hearing such a tone, he instantly guessed who the old friend was from Liang Cai.
Isn't this tone the same as her mother/father?
It's really like a day school for a tortoise - a tortoise can't live on campus anymore (I can't help but laugh).
