So, under Atreus' gaze, Mo Qiuran spoke.
"I will find it...but now I have a question I want to ask you." Mo Qiuran said.
"Speak, my compatriot, I am only a mortal, but my experience may be able to guide you to find your own path." Atreus nodded.
"Well, this dragon is so big..." Mo Qiuran gestured and asked cautiously, "Can it be eaten?"
Atreus: "..."
"Well... I just looked at so much meat. Wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't eat it... Haven't you tasted it? Just pretend I didn't say anything." Mo Qiuran added cautiously.
"Hahahaha! Of course I have tasted it! Although my hobby is baking bread, meat is also indispensable!" Atreus did not get angry, but laughed, "Come, my compatriot, let me tell you My experience in cooking dragon meat!”
As he spoke, Atreus turned his eyes to the black dragon at his feet.
"There should be no more suitable ingredients than this. Let me show you with practical actions!"
…
Chu Zihang used all his strength to wave his fist at that existence, but everything was like the past. He was no longer the child he was three years ago, but he was still so weak and powerless in front of him.
That's God!
God stretched out his right palm and firmly caught the fist he threw. His body didn't even waver at all. He spoke: "Junior, I don't know what you saw, but the clay figure also has a certain amount of anger. If this continues, maybe I will fight back. Of course, if you are willing to pay, I will not fight back and become a qualified human sandbag..."
Wait, what is this? This mean tone and way of speaking...
Chu Zihang came back to his senses, his eyes a little dazed. The music disappeared, and the "god" also disappeared with it. The person who caught his fist was Fingel, who could do this with his huge muscles. Things look effortless.
"Ouch! It hurts!" When Fingel saw Chu Zihang's eyes regained consciousness, he immediately made an exaggerated expression of pain. He retracted his palm and shook it, gasping, "Junior, you hurt me. , this matter can’t be solved without a midnight snack!”
Chu Zihang was silent, once again confirming that this was not a spiritual vision or an illusion, because such a cheap illusion should not have appeared in his mind, and it would have been about the same if it had been Mo Qiuran.
He lowered his head and looked at the A4 paper in front of him. The originally blank paper was now covered with exquisite pictures, including the eight-legged Pegasus wearing heavy metal armor, and the huge black shadow holding the spear Gangge. Neil.
God King Odin.
A hand stretched out in front of him, it was an old but strong hand, handed over a piece of toilet paper, then grabbed the A4 paper with Odin on it, and pulled it away.
"Wipe it." The principal smiled and nodded.
Chu Zihang touched his cheek with some sadness, it was slightly moist.
"Sorry, I lost my temper, principal." Chu Zihang wiped his face with paper and took a deep breath.
"No, this is not a gaffe. Student Chu Zihang, being able to shake your fist in the face of despair shows that you have great courage." The principal shook his head and put away the A4 paper, "As for what you have experienced What, everyone has a secret, if you think there is no need to tell it, then don’t tell it, and don’t tell anyone else easily.”
"...Yes." Chu Zihang nodded slightly, then suddenly remembered something and looked to the side where Mo Qiuran was.
Chu Zihang was slightly startled.
The sun shone on Mo Qiuran's face, and his peaceful sleeping face looked particularly peaceful. There was even a glint of suspicious liquid flowing out of the corner of his mouth... Wait, is that saliva?
"After finishing the answer, Mo Qiuran calmly lay down and fell asleep," the principal explained upon seeing this, "but the exam is over, so you can wake him up."
Chu Zihang nodded and stretched out his hand to shake Mo Qiuran awake. However, before he touched it, Mo Qiuran's eyes had already opened and he sat up straight. The hot golden light was almost dazzling!
"Calm down, junior, the 3e exam is over!" Fingel shouted quickly.
Chu Zihang clearly felt that the principal and Fingel were a little nervous.
"What? It's over?" Mo Qiuran said in a daze, and then he seemed to realize something. The golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and he even sucked his lips.
"Yes, it's over. Maybe we can celebrate in advance. The school has welcomed its first S-level freshman in forty years." The principal also handed him a piece of toilet paper.
"Hey, is this confirmed? Thank you, principal." Mo Qiuran was stunned, took the toilet paper and wiped the remaining traces at the corners of his mouth, and then his eyes lit up when he saw Chu Zihang holding a piece of toilet paper in his hand, With a look of relief, he said, "Ah ha, you are drooling in your sleep too! So is this a normal phenomenon?"
So is there anything to be proud of?
Chu Zihang was silent. He couldn't tell Mo Qiuran that he was crying...it felt more embarrassing than drooling.
"The reason why we can determine that you are S-level is because of one very obvious characteristic. You can still easily ignite the golden eyes and release the word spirit in the S-level word spirit and commandments released by the vice-principal." The principal nodded.
"So that's it!" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized.
"However, there is a school rule that prohibits the use of psychic abilities in school." The principal reminded again.
"Does our school still have this school rule?" Fingel couldn't help but say, the expression on his face was probably "As a sixth-grade veteran, I don't even know how this is possible."
"Of course there is, but... because of the existence of Yan Ling and Commandments, this school rule will only apply to S-level students, and given their number... there is no need to introduce them, so it is not even written into the school rules," the principal explain.
"Are the S-class privileges even reflected in the school rules? How enviable!" Fingel murmured.
"This is not something to be proud of..." Mo Qiuran said weakly, and then boldly assured the principal, "Principal, don't worry, I have always been a good student who abides by the law and will never abuse anything. The words are clever!"
"That's really good news." The principal nodded slightly, and then remembered something, "By the way, the vice principal is also looking for you. If you are free, you can go to him. He is in the bell tower of the church, Chu Zi Hang can also go, this is related to the academy's research on the pure-blood dragon you solved..."
"If I don't go, will it affect the scholarship award?" Mo Qiuran asked subconsciously.
"Oh...that's not true, but if you go, I should be able to apply for more scholarships if the research goes well." The principal replied after a pause.
"Then we will definitely go!" Mo Qiuran agreed immediately. Chu Zihang left it to Mo Qiuran to make arrangements without saying a word.
"I will ask Norma to make your student card immediately and let Fingel bring it to you in the afternoon. All permissions will be officially opened to you... In short, welcome to Kassel College! Classmate Mo Qiuran and classmate Chu Zihang !" The principal nodded and said.
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