Professor Schneider stared solemnly at the screen in front of him. Under his command, the light spots on the map representing the members of Group C were evacuating the area where the church was located.
"Are you planning to leave Chu Zihang alone in the church?" Professor Guderian was a little confused about Professor Schneider's approach. "Are you sure you want to do this? This is too forced for a second-year student."
"Who is Chu Zihang's mentor?" Professor Schneider asked.
"Of course it's you." Professor Guderian answered without thinking.
"Yes, I am Chu Zihang's tutor, so I know my students' abilities very well." Professor Schneider said calmly, "At this moment, the 'commandments' that enveloped the college have been lifted, and the students' words and spirits are all understood. It has been sealed, and now Chu Zihang... is capable of guarding the church on his own."
"What is his speaking spirit?" Professor Guderian seemed to realize something, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Professor Schneider was silent when he heard this.
After a long time, his sullen expression became a little heavy: "Only the tutor and the principal have the authority to view the students' spiritual files. You have no right to ask me to tell them."
"So...Chu Zihang's speech spirit is very dangerous, right?"
Professor Manstein on the side heard Schneider's meaning, frowned slightly and asked, "Otherwise you wouldn't have ordered the other members of Group C to evacuate the church. I guess it is because the damage range of his speech spirit is so large that he will accidentally injure his teammates. , or his speech spirit is very special, and you don’t want others to see it. Chu Zihang is surrounded by people from the Lion Heart Society, and these people should not easily reveal secrets, but you still asked them to evacuate... so it should be In the first case, am I right?"
"I said... you have no right to interfere." Professor Schneider said expressionlessly.
"Of course they have no right to interfere, but I do!"
Professor Manstein stared sternly into Schneider's eyes and said in an extremely serious tone, "I am the director of the Ethics Committee. 'Discipline' is not just related to 'ethics'. Any matters that may endanger the safety of the college and students belong to me." No matter! You never reported to the Discipline Committee that your students were in danger! It is true that ordinary professors do not have the right to view Yanling files, but I can apply for privileges in the name of the Discipline Committee.
You are the head of the execution department, so you should know very well who our students are! They have both human and dragon blood. The dragon blood gives them the power of speech spirits that can affect the laws of physics. Among them, there are many extremely dangerous high-risk speech spirits. If they are not careful, they can harm others and themselves! Have you forgotten why your last S-class died? Just because time has passed, you will remember that he really committed suicide by swallowing a gun, right? ? "
"I'm sorry, I reported this matter to the principal, and the principal allowed me to keep it secret, so even your disciplinary committee is not qualified to ask." Schneider said solemnly, "Manstein, even if I owe you a favor , forget about this, I swear to you, Chu Zihang is safe."
"This is not a problem that you can solve with an oath. Things like speech spirits are not abilities that humans can understand. You should know better than me how dangerous they are. Even if you can ensure that he is safe now, what about the future!?" Manstein's tone was full of anger, "Don't tell me that the principal tacitly agrees with you, it's useless! Everyone here knows what kind of person the principal is. As long as that guy can slay dragons, even if Chu Zihang is a devil, he I will also take advantage of it.”
Schneider sighed and was silent for a long time.
Finally, he whispered in a slightly helpless tone: "Chu Zihang...he is a good student..."
"I know... they are all good kids, but this has nothing to do with it..." Manstein's tone became a little struggling after hearing the words.
They are all mixed race and have experienced the loneliness and many other troubles brought about by the 'Blood Mourning'. They were even once imprisoned in a mental hospital as mentally ill because of their bloodline.
Students with dangerous bloodlines and speech spirits are special even among their group of hybrids. Once they are determined to be 'dangerous', Chu Zihang will face not only being sent to a mental hospital, but even worse.
Seeing that Manstein was hesitant, Schneider's eyes gradually became gloomy, and he seemed to have made up his mind and decided to add more information: "I know that you are the director of the Discipline Committee, and it is your responsibility to abide by the school rules, but... the school rules are Dead people are alive, aren't they? My friend."
"Friend? Since when did I get to know you so well?" Manstein curled his lips slightly, "Those kids from the executive department under you always cause havoc in the academy, and I'm the one wiping your butt every time. You Do you know how much trouble this has caused to the college's financial pressure? These brats are completely wasting their money!"
"Chu Zihang is a good boy, Lu Mingfei is a good boy... and so is Nono." Schneider ignored Manstein's complaints, but talked to himself and moved his eyes to the other two people standing aside. Guderian and Mans Rundstedt.
"You...what do you want to say?"
Listening to what Schneider meant, Professor Guderian and Mance both became nervous, and embarrassing cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"It's true that I violated the school rules and concealed Chu Zihang's spirit, but what about you?" Schneider's hoarse voice was extremely low, and he stared at the two of them with eyes that seemed to eat them both, "Chu Zihang is a Good students, just like Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo are both good students, I have never heard of the two things of being a descendant of the White King and having no spirit of speech."
"This... you... what are you talking about?"
"Do you want me to be more clear? Friends."
Schneider's eyes became sharp: "Guderian, your student Lu Mingfei has no response to the Yanling 'Emperor', so how on earth did he pass the 3e exam? He does not surrender to the 'Emperor'. This means It is impossible for him to have psychic vision in the exam. Among the dragons recorded in history, the only ones who cannot submit to the 'Emperor' are descendants of the White King!"
As he spoke, his eyes moved to Mance: "Mance, your student Chen Motong is an A-level student but has no speech spirit. Even Fingel, an 'F'-level student, has a speech spirit. Is this reasonable? It’s unreasonable! I guess either her speech spirit is very special, so special that you can’t write it into the speech spirit file, or there is something wrong with her bloodline, so that she really doesn’t have a speech spirit.”
"..."
Both of them fell into silence upon hearing this.
They didn't expect that Schneider would jump over the wall for a student, and he was actually ready to fight them to the death.
"Friends, aren't you also disobeying school rules like me?"
Schneider smiled, "As accomplices, I think we should stick together, right?"
"No, no, no, I'm not your accomplice..." Manstein on the side waved his hands, "If you three students have problems, what does it have to do with me? Why did you involve me -"
"No, aren't we friends?"
Before Schneider could retort, Guderian jumped up and said, "Manstein, we grew up wearing crotchless pants. You won't betray me, right?"
"this……"
Manstein became a little confused.
Of course he would not betray the boy who graduated from a mental hospital with him. They had depended on each other under the cold eyes of everyone, and it could be said that they had a life-long friendship!
And... the most important thing is that he actually knows about Lu Mingfei's problems.
That's right, at that time, he and Guderian were in the library looking up information about the 'Blood of the White King'. This matter should have been reported to the superiors, but he chose to protect Guderian and Lu Mingfei.
"Friends of friends are friends, right? Manstein." Schneider looked at Manstein with sincere eyes, "Now that Guderian and I are friends, you won't be so ruthless to your friends, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, we're all friends."
Guderian nodded and said yes.
What else could he do?
Schneider is trying to drag him into the water! In order to keep Lu Mingfei, he could only reach a consensus with Schneider.
The same goes for Mance on the side.
Seeing this, a rare smile flashed in Schneider's eyes.
He touched the screen in front of him and called up a surveillance video.
In the video, before the 3e exam, Manstein and Guderian were quietly browsing records about the 'Blood of the White King' in the library. The conversation between the two echoed in the command room, which made Manstein's forehead full of tears. It's a cold sweat.
Schneider was very satisfied when he saw Manstein's expression. He knew that this guy had a fatal weakness. As the director of the Discipline Committee, although this guy seemed to speak righteously, he was actually an extremely person without a position. School rules? That's just rhetoric. This guy will never betray his best friend.
Not only Schneider, but also Guderian and Mance were looking at Manstein with earnest eyes at this moment.
Facing the gazes of the three men, Manstein knew that he had been tricked.
In the current situation, either he and his close friend Guderian would treat everyone equally, or they would all be good friends holding hands. Oh no……
Glancing at the gloomy looks in Mance and Schneider's eyes, he felt that if he didn't obey, these two guys might eat him, and Guderian probably wouldn't stand by him to help him now.
It’s a mistake to make friends...
"Why……"
Finally, Manstein sighed helplessly.
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On the 13th, I followed the guidance of the mobile phone map and entered the 'Shikodi' area.
The cold water in front of him was like the scissors of the goddess of fate, Poetry, cutting off his 'forward' and 'destiny'. It was so dark that he couldn't see the 'future' at all.
But he didn't stop. Sometimes the power of money really makes people full of motivation. It's just wading in water. He has accepted the task of diving before. As long as the route on the map is correct, he has no fear at all. of.
But the shotgun and bullets he had on him were probably going to be useless.
"Forget it, just keep it and use it as a stick. At least it can scare people."
No. 13 was mumbling as he put the pitch-black shotgun on his back and prepared to start swimming.
This is the last section of the journey. As long as you pass through this waterway, you will reach the end soon. Moreover, it seems that there are no defense personnel in this underground facility. Maybe those guys are very confident in their defense facilities. Unfortunately, he We still entered here by relying on the black card that can deceive even the seemingly advanced artificial intelligence, so all the defense facilities should have been closed, and the journey was unimpeded. He hasn't met anyone since he came here in so long, and there's no need for a gun at all.
The waterway extended diagonally downwards. No. 13 kept groping forward, and soon his feet were free and his entire body was immersed in the water.
He swam forward for a while, and then found that the front was blocked by a cold iron wall and there was no way.
He took out his phone and looked at the map. His employer seemed to have anticipated this situation, so the phone he gave him was waterproof.
Judging from the profile, it seems that he needs to dive a certain distance. The entrance to where he wants to go seems to be below, and there is a valve there.
So he took a deep breath to ensure there was enough oxygen, and plunged in with a spear.
Soon, he came to an old valve that looked rusty due to someone soaking it.
The amount of oxygen in his lungs prevented him from wasting time thinking, so he decisively opened the valve.
But as soon as he unscrewed it, he regretted it.
He forgot that opening a valve underwater is like opening the stopper in a bathtub, and the water will wash him away.
The turbulent water was pressing from behind, and he was unable to resist at all and could only drift with the current, which meant that he had no way out. What was worse was that he had been holding his mobile phone to navigate. The current was too strong and he lost his hands on the mobile phone.
Although he had almost memorized the route, he still had one last instruction that he had not received, so he could not lose his phone.
When the water calmed down, he was finally able to steady his body and look at the place he had arrived.
After looking around, No. 13 found that he seemed to have been rushed to a place that looked like a fish tank. Yes, he was trapped in the water. There was glass in front of him, and outside the glass... it seemed to be a garden.
Fortunately, there was a hook in the equipment he carried with him, and the height of the water tank glass was not too high to trap him, but he had to retrieve his cell phone before going out.
He looked down. The phone must have sunk to the bottom. Sure enough, a faint light was flickering not far below.
When he was about to dive and fish out his phone, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
This place indeed seemed to be a fish tank. Through the clear water, he could even see plants planted at the bottom of the water.
So here comes the question... Would anyone build such a large fish tank just to grow some aquatic plants?
The water flow that had calmed down began to fluctuate again.
Feeling the direction of the water waves, No. 13 slowly turned his head...
A pair of ping-pong ball-sized eyes were looking at him curiously.
That was probably a pure shark.
The shark's mouth opened slightly, looking at the ferocious serrations, No. 13 felt a chill running down his spine.
