(Thanks to Vandalieu and the reward and support for discovering one hundred ways men lie)
"... That's it for today's class. Now I want to emphasize one thing. Orachne's intention after resurrecting is unknown. You should be more careful when completing the hunting mission. If necessary, save your own life first." The zombie male teacher closed the textbook and left. classroom.
The idiot Scythe Man-Soul Eater, who likes to pretend to be cool, held his cheek and said: "I say I need to be more vigilant, but in fact, when I really find myself in a trap, only Black Star in the class has the ability to escape, right?"
Majia, a craftsman with the power to exorcise demons, echoed: "Fighting head-on requires comprehensive abilities such as strength, speed, technology, perception, combat experience, and on-the-spot response. But when escaping for your life, the most important thing is speed."
"Although you are praising me, there is one thing you said wrong." Black Star, a fool who pursues power, stood on the desk, pointing his thumb to his chest, "Uncle Black Star, I don't need to run away, I will defeat you head-on." Enemy, complete the mission perfectly!"
The Son of Death, who was admiring his newly bought hat with a small mirror, poured cold water on him and said, "Then you should complete a few tasks."
"Uh." For a moment, Black Star showed an embarrassed expression, but he was also a shameless person and immediately started to brag again, "As long as I want to, I can turn Chun into Death-Scythe in one fell swoop. I’m just worried that you might feel lonely, so I deliberately put down my steps to accompany you.”
"Haha~!" The classmates burst into laughter, but no one was sarcastic. ap.
Although due to IQ and personality problems, even if the mission target is to fight the five scum, Black Star can still use mentally retarded operations to help the mission target find a way to escape. So far, he has only completed the mission "Conquer the Demon Sword". However, Black Star is in the school He is a general who always wins in fights. His classmates would only call him "stupid" but not "weak".
No matter in which world, the strong will always be respected.
"Huh?" Noticing an out-of-place person in the corner of the classroom, Black Star jumped over, stood on the desk and looked at the person condescendingly.
Jatis, who was studying on his own with the entrance textbook of the Death Martial Arts Academy, could only raise his head and ask: "...Is something wrong?"
"Transfer student, my name is Black Star, and I am a man determined to surpass God!" Black Star patted his chest.
"Huh...?" Jatis blinked. He introduced himself in front of the whole class on the first day of school, so he probably didn't need to tell his name again.
The kind-hearted Majia accused: "Black Star, don't harass the transfer students in their studies!"
"Hmph, a nerd who only knows how to study can't become stronger." Black Star snorted coldly.
"Let me explain first, I have experienced a lot of battles." Jadis, who was thrown into a different world at the age of 10, is very confident on this point. "It's just that due to limited qualifications, the ability to improve through actual combat is too narrow. , in order to improve my soul perception ability, at least to be able to see the soul without using magic, I can only try other methods."
Black Star subconsciously said: "Huh? Isn't the soul innately able to see?"
"...Black Star!" Majia put her index finger on her lips, making a silent sound.
"Uh... come on!" Black Star scratched his head and gave a thumbs up to encourage him.
"..." Although he originally planned to show weakness and avoid unnecessary trouble, becoming a model of being physically disabled and strong-willed still hurt Jatis's self-esteem.
"Ah, that's right!" Black Star ran away quickly and brought back a small, strange-looking water tank not long after and placed it on the desk. "Transfer student, this is the training tool that Teacher Sodaen prepared for me. I’ll let you use it too!”
Jatis's eyes lit up, and he reversed his evaluation of Black Star: "Classmate Black Star, is this...?"
"This is called... called... cough, in short, you will know it when you put your hand in the water!" Black Star has forgotten the scientific name of 'soul-absorbing water'.
"Ha... um——!" As soon as he put his fingers into the soul-absorbing water, the magic power was drained out like a dam bursting. He was so frightened that Jadis quickly pulled his hand back and stared at the soul-absorbing water with a horrified expression.
Black Star laughed loudly and said: "Although
I don’t know the principle, but if you insist on removing your hands every day, you will become stronger. This is my personal experience! "
After saying this, he used the palm of his right hand to suck the soul into the water, and there was a burst of grinning and howling like ghosts and wolves.
"Really... Is this a professional way of cultivation?" Jadis rolled up the textbook, stuffed it into his mouth, bit it, took a deep breath, and ruthlessly sucked the entire palm of his hand into the soul water, "Well— —Uh huh huh!!!"
Black Star's body trembled, and he gave a thumbs up with his left hand and said: "Well done, well done...and the others only dared to...put down one finger at first."
"…………"no respond.
"Black Star! Jadis, he rolled his eyes, take his hand out!"
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"It's nothing serious, just rest for a day." Frankenstein-Soldane, who had a giant screw on his head, said.
"Even a layman like me can see this kind of thing," said Feton, who was sitting on an office chair in the health room, holding three test tubes containing soul-absorbing water between his fingers. "I remember that the health teacher is a mummy woman. Drop your hands. You came here to do an important job for me, do you want to transform my son’s body?”
Sodaen ignored Feiton's apparent attempt to rob the soul-sucking water, and argued: "The previous health doctors were Medusas who lurked in the Death Martial Arts Academy in order to lift the seals of ghosts and gods. The current health doctors are just temporary substitutes. With the corresponding abilities, we can only deal with routine injuries.”
Feiton put away the test tube, and some lovers had new research projects: "Well, let's just treat it like this."
Sodaen didn't care whether Feiton believed what he said. The important point was that Feiton didn't pursue it: "Speaking of which, during the physical examination, I accidentally discovered that there is a strange soul residue hidden in the body of classmate Jatis..."
There's nothing ulterior to this. Feiton replied: "That's his weapon. I got it from a friend on purpose."
"...It's quite a dangerous technology." Sodaun pointed out, "And what's more dangerous than this technology is the soul residue. Even though it's dilapidated and has obvious traces of being processed, it still exudes a strange... The aura... makes people very curious as to how it existed during its lifetime."
Feiton smiled and said: "Sodan, do you know? There is a kind of screw called a self-tapping screw. It is used for non-metallic or softer metals. It does not need to drill holes or tap holes. It relies on its own threads to force the screws into place. The solid body is tapped, drilled, squeezed, and pressed to form threads to make them fit closely together."
"..." Sodaen responded silently.
"And the non-self-tapping screw on your head requires the cooperation of a nut to function." Feiton pointed to the door, "Well, I suggest you find a nut to restrain your behavior, otherwise this non-self-tapping screw of yours will not only If you don’t live long enough, you won’t even be able to die properly.”
"...I have learned a lesson." Sodaun left the health room.
"Tsk, I still hate mad scientists, especially men... Let's have some fun to clear up the bad mood." Feiton found the oil-based pen on the table and walked towards Jadis on the hospital bed.
