Principal's office.
Lin Ke slumped in the chair, as if the mammoth had been ravaged a hundred times.
No, mammoths are not that powerful either.
It must be the daughter of the Wumian Emperor and the Five-Colored Dragon Mother, the daughter of the Wumian Emperor and the Moon Goddess, plus a goddess from Nasenge, to crush him like this.
He gasped for breath, holding the lava scepter tremblingly, barely holding himself up and sitting upright.
"Do you want to kill me?"
Lin Ke's face was pale, as if he had cold skin. He was leaning on the lava scepter and feebly "screaming filial piety" to René Descartes in front of him.
He just used not only his will vision, but also the [Leadership] skill - public opinion and shared destiny, to barely wake up Rene Descartes.
If Rene Descartes hadn't been awakened, it is estimated that Dahuang University, which has been in operation for less than a month, would have become history!
And he, along with countless legends, gods, professionals and ordinary people, will all turn into nothingness.
He, along with professors, lecturers and other staff, as well as countless students, will become one of the most unlucky people.
"Huh? Your physique is not good..."
René Descartes woke up at this time and actually teased Lin Ke very easily: "It seems that your three little girlfriends don't train you enough on weekdays? Are you really not considering training Ruiwen?"
Lin Ke was speechless: "Do you know what you just did? Do you still have the heart to laugh now?"
Lin Ke swore that if he were Emperor Wumian, he would go up and punch this handsome man with a few punches on his stubble-faced face.
"Isn't it just becoming a part of my dreams and memories? What's the big deal." René Descartes whistled nonchalantly.
The golden holy spade armor on the shoulder also nodded, seeming to agree with René Descartes' words.
"You..." Lin Ke almost choked to death.
René Descartes is at level twenty-seven. Even if Nasenger is destroyed, he can still live well in the astral realm. The same goes for the Golden Holy Spade Armor. As a void beast in the astral realm, it has killed countless lives.
Of course they both don't care!
"If you want to do this, I will have to call my father-in-law and my teacher." Lin Ke's originally angry expression immediately calmed down, and then he smacked his lips.
"Haha, your threat method is not very good! Do you think I am afraid of them?" René Descartes smiled lazily, but then his nonchalant look stopped, and then he sighed softly, road:
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, little guy... I really don't know how you got such a brain. That little guy Wumian could have a son-in-law like you. It's really..."
Rene Descartes didn't know how to describe it for a moment, so he could only shake his head helplessly: "If the old lady of luck hadn't been killed by Debius, I would have suspected that Wumian slept with her."
Hearing this, Lin Ke glanced at René Descartes indifferently: "The power level of the Goddess of Luck is too low to affect His Majesty Wu Mian, right?"
The so-called goddess of luck cannot control luck. In the end, she was even coerced by the will of believers and became a machine that lost personality and was driven by the godhead.
In the end, [Astrologer] Debius was killed because his skills required 'luck', or the rules of 'fate'. It can be said that in front of a truly strong person, that is 'luck' and it is a real thing. In the weak.
"Hey, I thought you were going to tell me that the so-called 'luck' is just probability." René Descartes chuckled.
"That's it." Lin Xiao smiled: "Infinite non-repeating decimals already illustrate one of the essences of the star realm, which is disorder, infinity, and lawlessness. Even Debius can only intercept countless time streams. A fragment, not an accurate prediction.”
"Okay, let's not talk about this." Rene Descartes straightened his face, then sat down, looked directly into Lin Ke's eyes, and said word by word: "You are destined to become greater than me, greater than the Sleepless Emperor, and greater than the Sleepless Emperor. Andrew is great.”
"I..." Lin Ke frowned slightly, not knowing what René Descartes meant. He was about to ask, but was interrupted by René Descartes with a wave of his hand, saying: "I can predict that your scientific system is no less good. The great invention of the professional system...even the professional system can actually be included in your heart, right?"
Although it is a question, René Descartes expresses a tone of conviction in every word.
"I..." Lin Ke opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Yeah?
probably?
In Lin Ke's eyes, the professional system is indeed a kind of science, that is to say, it is something that follows certain rules and can be copied, thought about, and understood.
So, for the future, will the professional system be included in science?
The answer is yes.
There is essentially no big difference between the professional system and the ordinary person system.
Professionals as strong as Emperor Wu Mian also have seven emotions and six desires.
Saints are born even among mortals who are as weak as ordinary people.
"I don't know what that silly boy is like, but Andrew must know your potential." René Descartes said with emotion in his tone: "I didn't know why Andrew was willing to give so much honor, resources and support to a person before. , so I subconsciously traveled across the ocean from the infinite distance of the star realm... After seeing you, I seemed to gradually understand."
"Rene Descartes, why are you talking so much to me?" Lin Ke raised his eyebrows.
Rene Descartes lost control of his breath for no apparent reason, and then praised him a lot for no apparent reason, which made him feel embarrassed.
Is he great?
not necessarily.
Because the greatness reflected in him has always originated from the giants who stood in human civilization in previous lives, not really from himself.
He considers himself just a mover.
This is not humility, it is self-knowledge.
Therefore, other people's praise of him will turn into motivation to spur him forward.
Since he is not great enough, let's do more.
"Me? I said so much, I just want to ask you again..." René Descartes curled his lips, then glanced at Lin Ke secretly, pretending to be indifferent and said: "How about you also become my disciple? ? Of course, my personality and consciousness have never had any disciples, but I have many disciples in countless dreams, so my teaching experience is not bad..."
"Ah?" Lin Ke was startled.
Why do you want to take on another disciple?
Is there no other way for this group of elders to build relationships?
"Don't look at me like this, otherwise what will happen?" Rene Descartes glared: "What if I don't accept a disciple? Is it a marriage? You don't even like a beauty like Rui Wen, how can you accept me?"
Lin Ke: "..."
But at this moment, the golden holy spade armor on Rene Descartes's shoulder seemed to squirm and say something in his ear.
Rene Descartes had a serious look on his face and nodded while listening.
Then before Lin Ke could react to the speechlessness of being accepted as a disciple, René Descartes said another sentence:
"Forget it, how about you accept me as your disciple?"
Rene Descartes had a serious look on his face, as did the golden spade armor on his shoulders.
