The Executive Department of Kassel College has always been known for its vigorous and brutal actions. Those who can join the Executive Department are basically lunatics among lunatics.
But this does not mean that they do not need rest and relaxation, so even Professor Schneider did not urgently ask them to embark on the return journey, but arranged for them to rest in the hotel.
Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran share a twin room.
"Do you still have the habit of recognizing your bed?" Mo Qiuran spoke out, breaking the silence in the darkness.
"...No," Chu Zihang's eyes that were not closed were like stars under the moonlight. He paused and said, "I was just thinking about today's events."
"Oh, I thought you were thinking about girls... It's boring," Mo Qiuran was not interested at all, "I originally thought of calling you something local."
"...You used a lot of powers today." Chu Zihang ignored Mo Qiuran's bad words and said, "Why?"
"There are three types in total." Mo Qiuran replied, "Because I suddenly realized that if I want to avoid being put on the experimental bench by others, besides not showing any abnormality, there is another way."
"What?" Chu Zihang was stunned.
"It's good if I'm so powerful that they don't dare to take my chances." Mo Qiuran said confidently.
"..." Chu Zihang was silent. These words sounded arrogant at first, but when he thought that these words came from Mo Qiuran's mouth, it suddenly seemed not impossible.
"I can probably guess why you can't sleep." Mo Qiuran added.
"What?" Chu Zihang was stunned.
"Seeing my great power tonight, you feel a little disappointed because you didn't play a key role, and you want to find strong power to keep up with me?" Mo Qiuran said in a long paragraph without any pause, Without waiting for Chu Zihang to answer, he continued, "Then I held back and secretly began to pursue power. However, I accidentally went astray and ended up degenerating into Deadpool or having my mind affected and becoming the final boss. In the end, we two brothers. Turn against each other and then be killed by me?"
Chu Zihang: "..."
"Ah! It's such a good cliché plot, I decided to put it in mine!" Mo Qiuran picked up his phone and started tapping.
"Are you still updating?" Chu Zihang was stunned.
"Of course!" Mo Qiuran replied without hesitation and then his voice became softer, "It's just that the updates are not so frequent..."
Chu Zihang was silent, roughly understanding what this meant. The so-called updates were not so frequent... was it the [Fake Corpse Stream Update] that Mo Qiuran mentioned before?
"But I do have concerns in this regard. Your urgency for power is too obvious." Mo Qiuran suddenly looked at Chu Zihang seriously again, "You have seen what Deadpool is like. I am very worried about you. It’s really going to be something like that one day.”
"...Before that, I will kill myself." Chu Zihang said softly.
"Perhaps, there is another way." Mo Qiuran raised his index finger, and a ball of fire appeared at the tip of his finger. The fire lit up the room, swaying slightly but full of power.
Chu Zihang sat up and looked at Mo Qiuran.
"The principle of Yanling is to use elements to increase oneself, or achieve effects similar to water, fire, ice, and spirit." Mo Qiuran said, "But in the final analysis, it comes from one's own control of the elements."
"Yes, when using the word spirit, the fire element will obey my orders." Chu Zihang nodded.
"So, maybe we can use formulas to understand it. Word spirits are different formulas. What is awakened after the 'spiritual vision' is the formula that is born. According to each person's natural affinity to certain elements, the awakening The spirit of speech is also different, the blood concentration is different, the control over the elements is different, and the intensity of the power released by the spirit is also different." Mo Qiuran continued.
"That makes sense." Chu Zihang nodded.
"This theory has been played out in fantasy cultivation. I just didn't expect it to fit so well in reality." Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "I saw in the data that the four monarchs can control their respective elements. All the word spirits, and the Black King can control all elements and all word spirits, how do you think they do it?"
"...Formula." Chu Zihang said.
"It's like this. Chanting the spirit is equivalent to solving the formula. Bloodline is to mobilize the power of the elements to show the corresponding ability." Mo Qiuran nodded, "But...you have mastered another formula?"
"...Another kind of spirit?" Chu Zihang lowered his voice subconsciously, his eyes full of shock, "This is you..."
"No, I'm different. What I've done has gone beyond formulas," Mo Qiuran shook his head. His abilities will eventually be exposed. Finding a reasonable explanation before that is obviously a good choice. Chu Zihang It can be said that Mo Qiuran is the most trustworthy person in the world besides Tang Zi, so it doesn't matter if he tells him, "My ability comes from controlling the elements and does not require a formula... As long as I want, I can It can be expressed in any form, in other words, it is countless kinds of spirit spirits!"
Chu Zihang was shocked.
"You...can do the same thing as Black King?" Chu Zihang asked.
"Maybe, after all, I haven't met him yet," Mo Qiuran shrugged, "Of course, it's not important now."
Chu Zihang: "..."
This is not important anymore, this is ridiculously important!
It turns out that this often neurotic bad friend around me is actually the same existence as the Black King?
"What's more important now is how to improve your strength." Mo Qiuran continued.
Chu Zihang immediately came back to his senses and listened carefully.
"According to previous speculation, since Yan Ling is a formula, as long as it is correct, it can control elements to achieve the desired effect. Talent determines which element you have a high affinity for," Mo Qiuran said, "Obviously, you are interested in fire. The element affinity is high. If that's the case, why not try it and learn other 'formulas'?"
"Are there any other word spirits that master the King of Bronze and Fire series?" Chu Zihang thought thoughtfully.
"Actually, I think a formula is always a formula. The best thing is to master the elements themselves." A ball of fire appeared in Mo Qiuran's hand, sometimes big and sometimes small, and even had different shapes, and then disappeared again, "At least, the means of attack It won't be so single, and you don't have to always use [Junyan] to create big scenes. If I'm not here, the scope of your damage will be quite astonishing, which makes you have some scruples. If you can If you skip the formula and directly control the elements... your combat effectiveness will be greatly improved!"
Chu Zihang's eyes flashed, obviously understanding what Mo Qiuran meant.
If he could control the fire element at will like Mo Qiuran, he could use the power of the spirit spirit even in small-scale battles, instead of just staring with a gun!
"How to practice?" Chu Zihang asked.
"I don't know." Mo Qiuran shook his head.
Chu Zihang: "..."
"If I knew, a situation like mine would have been replicated long ago, right?" Mo Qiuran said.
It is impossible for the system to be exposed, so he plans to build himself into a character [who has full affinity with any element and can be manipulated at will], so that there will be no loopholes. The only loophole is probably that there is no loophole in his blood. A little bit of dragon blood, but what does that matter? As long as others don’t get their blood!
Chu Zihang was silent, and Mo Qiuran said very reasonably. Such skills and techniques must not be universal, otherwise the dragon clan would have been overthrown by the hybrids long ago. Imagine that everyone is a weakened version of the four monarchs. There is even a weakened version of the Black King... The Dragon Clan may collapse!
"We can try it step by step," Mo Qiuran said, "This will definitely work! Based on my many years of experience in watching fantasy and cultivating immortals!"
Chu Zihang: "..."
Why does it feel like adding the following sentence instantly makes it unreliable!
…
"All videos related to this mission have been sealed, and all information is classified as top secret. Only the principal has permission to view it. Do you have any objections to this?" Professor Schneider asked.
The CC11000 train was speeding in the sunshine, loaded with first-year students who had returned from the war practice course. Although for most of them, the role they played in this course was to fire a few shots... ...But Cassel College doesn’t seem to be averse to hugging someone’s lap. When Professor Schneider and them announced that everyone had passed the war practice class, everyone cheered. It seemed that they also knew that they had risen this time. The function is more of soy sauce.
Then Professor Schneider called the three-person team of Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang, and Caesar to a separate compartment, saying that there were some things that needed to be explained.
This kind of aboveboard behavior did not make the other students feel bad. After all, it was these three people who really contributed in this war practice class.
"Seal it?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, sealed. As for the specific reason, you may need to go to the principal's office after you return to school...calculating the time, it happens to be afternoon tea." Professor Schneider nodded.
"We?" Caesar asked.
"That's right, you guys," Professor Schneider waved his hand, his silver-gray eyes showing obvious fatigue. It could be seen that he probably didn't get much rest yesterday to deal with the follow-up matters, "Principal Angers will talk to you... …Go and enjoy the cheers, by the way, all three of you got A’s in the war practice class.”
"The two of us, too? Can we also get results by auditing?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"The results this time will be included in your enrollment next semester." Professor Schneider replied.
"It seems that next semester we will definitely take first and second place in credits, which is a good thing from a certain point of view," Mo Qiuran stood up, "Goodbye, pay attention to rest, Professor Schneider."
Chu Zihang and Caesar also stood up. Caesar frowned. Why did he feel like he had become a follower?
Professor Schneider nodded and watched them leave.
Then he took out a hard drive from the bag on the side.
The hard drive contains the final backup of all the videos. This material alone is enough for the secret party to go to war against Mo Qiuran, and they will not stop until they are put on the dissecting table in the laboratory.
As for the reason why Professor Schneider clearly told the principal that he had completely destroyed all the materials but retained a copy...
"Kacha!"
Professor Schneider calmly swept the completely smashed hard drive into a bag and threw it into the trash can.
Whatever the reason was before, it doesn't matter now. The last piece of physical evidence has disappeared in the steely palm of Professor Schneider.
I didn’t want to either, but he asked me to pay attention to rest.
…
"Junior, I miss you so much!" The mean voice paired with the face trying to make a sincere expression made people want to punch him.
So Mo Qiuran did just that.
"Help! You're murdering the senior!" Fingel screamed, attracting the attention of many students on the train platform. If he had a personality that easily dies in society, he might have no choice but to let him go in this situation. Okay...but who is Mo Qiuran!
He is a deep-seated chuunibyou who dares to read out such chuunibian lines in front of so many people!
Embarrassment is never in his dictionary!
So in the end, Mo Qiuran succeeded in forcing Fingel into a corner. Fingel tried his best to shrink his body, but... with his huge size, he couldn't shrink any further.
Mo Qiuran approached with a "hehe" smile, gearing up and looking around as if he was trying to figure out where to start.
"Junior, please let me, senior, understand everything!" Fingel said with a look of sadness and anger, "During the time when you were on your mission, I tried my best to run our word-of-mouth operation and information sales business..."
"Yes, that's what I want to ask. Senior, what's going on with your [Shocked, S-class is reduced to a street performer] and [Breaking! Emperor Gattuso's surrender]? It's very suspicious of provocation!" Mo Qiu Ran stared at him, well, the body of Yan Ling Bronze Throne should be no problem if used as a sandbag!
Caesar on the side also nodded, with a stern look on his face. He saw the post when he was returning to the school forum. Above him was a photo of him, Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran walking on the street and falling a little behind. Later, Caesar thought for a while and thought that it was probably taken when they returned to their accommodation...it looked like that!
"So you actually have connections in the execution department?" Mo Qiuran asked next.
"As a sixth grader, of course I have a very deep network of connections!" Fingel said proudly.
"I'm not praising you now!" Mo Qiuran was speechless.
"Paparazzi news... Isn't it just writing the hottest news... Wait, junior brother, your relationship..." Fingel's keen sense of smell made him notice something.
"I will not challenge Mo Qiuran until I am sure of victory, because he is far stronger than me," Caesar looked at Fingel, "But don't make up nonsense about this."
"Understood! We journalists are the most bully and shy of the strong!" Fingel immediately swore to God.
"Does this sound so stress-free..." Caesar was shocked by Fingel's shamelessness.
"Calm down, this guy's bottom line will be beyond your imagination. If I had to describe it, it would be enough to dig another hundred meters into the ice cellar," Mo Qiuran said, then looked at Chu Zihang and Caesar's eyes suddenly lit up, "But senior, you can break the news like this, saying that Chu Zihang will compete against Caesar for the position of president of the Lion Heart Club!"
"Junior, you are really my lucky star!" Fingel looked grateful.
"Senior, what are you doing here?" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized this problem and asked.
According to Fingel's habits, as long as he can stay out of the dormitory, he will never get out of bed!
"Of course it is to welcome you, junior fellow students, in your triumph!" Fingel replied without hesitation.
"speak English!"
"By the way, I will take you to see the principal..."
ps: There will be an update later
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