Chapter 7 Paradise Welfare Institute (7)

Style: Science Author: Oriental Xiao ShisanWords: 1187Update Time: 24/01/18 17:19:59
Strong pressure of rules pressed down on the sky above the welfare home, and black and white snowflakes appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room for a moment.

Of course, Jiang Yaoqing, the initiator of all this, knew nothing. He only knew that his ability was unexpectedly strong.

[Skill name: Tears of Time and Space]

[Status reminder: Currently in cooling state]

[Number of times left until upgrade: 1]

Time just paused for 1 second. Although it was short-lived, it was terrifying to a certain extent.

1S can change many things.

If you are strong enough, this 1S may even cause historic changes.

Jiang Yaoqing clenched her fists unconsciously, her eyes flashing with strange fire.

If he could have had this ability many years ago, he would not be the only one in the family of spellcasters.

It withered for hundreds of years and no one cared about it, so he had to wander throughout the federation to avoid being tracked by that group of people.

Parents were killed and family treasures were lost.

He was forced to temporarily postpone his enrollment, enter hibernation, and avoid the limelight for a while before reappearing.

About 100 years later, when the influence of the conjurer in the Federation had obviously weakened significantly, Jiang Yaoqing woke up.

So to a certain extent, I am actually a 117-year-old person.

After he woke up from the hibernation cabin, he directly took the entrance placement test and was naturally assigned to the worst class - Nightmare Novice Lower Level Class 5.

The entrance exam is not easy. It is divided into two sessions. The first session is about the theoretical knowledge of star broadcast room, and the second session is about elementary ancient martial arts.

Theoretical knowledge ranked first.

But in the ancient martial arts exam, he was ranked first in the school.

The pain-sensing nerves are too sensitive and are not suitable for fighting. If you insist on fighting, there will only be one outcome. If the enemy cannot move me, I will not move. If the enemy moves me, I will cry first as a sign of respect.

After being eliminated in the first level, her overall ability was rated as "poor", and Jiang Yaoqing was reluctantly left in the last class of Nightmare Live University.

Not long after she entered school, Jiang Yaoqing talked to her classmates, who also told her a story about the history of the magician.

He even heard that someone in their generation pretended to be the only descendant of the conjurer.

All I can say is that things are impermanent.

After coming back to her senses, Jiang Yaoqing looked at the people with strange expressions in front of her, clapped her hands, pulled away the boy with strange expressions in front of her, and walked straight towards the young man.

Facing Jiang Yaoqing's somewhat showy look, the young man averted his eyes and fiddled with the lantern on the ground without saying a word.

"How about it?"

Jiang Yaoqing leaned against the gilded pillar next to the young man, with the corners of her mouth raised and a smile on her eyebrows. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking just now.

"high speed."

The young man fiddled with the lantern for a moment before replying.

Jiang Yaoqing looked at the people over there who were starting to show symptoms with interest, and asked the young man next to her curiously, "Don't you want to know what happened to them?"

"I saw you sprinkled white powder."

The boy's bandaged face looked at Jiang Yaoqing. Jiang Yaoqing was a little surprised by the boy's dynamic senses.

So strong.

"The white powder should have some kind of itching effect. Red spots will appear on the body, causing itching and mild pain."

"how do you know?"

The young man was very close to her, and Jiang Yaoqing felt that the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that there was no way to retreat.

The young man's gaze seemed to be looking at some product, cold and distant.

Before Jiang Yaoqing could make a move, she heard the boy's next words.

“My family has been practicing medicine for generations, so I know a lot about it.”