"Huh—" Seeing Chris walk away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Ron realized that his back was drenched in cold sweat. Just now, he had already walked through hell, and he felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.
Looking at Hill, Ron felt a sense of urgency inexplicably.
"Thank you Sir Hill soon?" Dabs reminded Ron.
Ron bowed deeply, "Master Hill, thank you!"
Hill smiled, ignored Ron, but turned to Dabs and said, "Dabs, go to your office, I have something to talk to you about!"
"Okay!" Dabs made a gesture of invitation respectfully.
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Late at night, Ron stayed in his room. Since he had been promoted to a tutor, he now had his own independent small apartment and would not be crowded with Fatty and the others.
In fact, it can’t be said to be crowded. Back then, when I was fighting with the fat guys in the dormitory, it was really lively. Although the strength of everyone in the 302 dormitory was uneven, no one discriminated against anyone, except Princess Angel. Except for a little willfulness, the others are fine.
Thinking of what happened today, Ron still felt like a dream. He also saw the true strength of the strong man in the sanctuary. To be honest, if there was no Speck, it would be easier for Chris to crush him than to crush an ant.
However, Speck is also not an opponent. Compared with the real field, the incomplete field is too far apart.
Ron's heart moved, his soul entered the soul ring, and floated directly to the huge skull temple. The temple was empty, except for a huge crystal coffin, where Homelin's soul lay.
Looking at Homelin's peaceful face, Ron sighed softly. Grandpa Homelin appeared less and less often. Most of the time, he just came out to say a few words, and then immediately returned to the soul ring. On the one hand, he wanted to let himself grow freely, not to be a flower in a greenhouse. On the other hand, the soul power he got from the soul ring was not enough to last for too long.
"Grandpa Homelin was also a strong man in the sanctuary before he was alive. I don't know how strong he is!" At this moment, Ron thought of Homelin and sighed slightly in his heart. It would be great if Grandpa Homelin could be resurrected.
Although Grandpa Homelin is dead, his soul is still there, not only there, but also well preserved, all thanks to the soul ring.
Homelin once told Ron about the resurrection, but he didn't explain it in detail, but there is one condition that must be met, that is, Ron's strength to reach the sanctuary.
Sanctuary, this is such a distant thing, even Homelin can't guarantee that Ron will be able to set foot in the Sanctuary. To become a Sanctuary requires not only hard work, but also luck and opportunity.
Ron sighed, shook his head and smiled wryly, now that his strength is at the teacher level, it is too early to think about the sanctuary.
While he was in a daze, at this moment, Ron's heart trembled, and a feeling of being watched spread to his whole body. Suddenly, the cold hairs on his body stood up one by one, and cold sweat came out of his forehead.
"Who?"
Ron shouted coldly, he stood up, while holding the space bag tightly in his hand, staring at the surroundings vigilantly.
However, there was no movement around, only the rustling of the wind, but Ron felt more and more uneasy in his heart.
No, this is definitely not an illusion! Someone is watching, and not just anyone.
"Whoever is here, if you don't come out, I will be impolite!" Ron shouted coldly.
"Hehehe!" A voice came from the wall, and a figure slowly appeared in front of Ron.
Looking at the familiar face, Ron was stunned in surprise, "It's you? Lord Hill?"
Wearing tight black clothes, Hill looked a little thin. His gray hair and wrinkles showed his age. Some sanctuary powerhouses could change their appearance through special secret methods to make themselves look younger, but he didn't.
"Very vigilant, Ron, how did you find me?" Hill smiled, came to Ron's desk, brushed it with his sleeve, and sat down.
"It's... just intuition..." Ron stammered. He never expected that Mr. Hill, who is a strong man in the sanctuary, would suddenly visit his dormitory, and he was a little at a loss.
Calming down his nervous mood, Ron walked up to Hill and bowed deeply, "Master Hill, thank you for saving your life today!"
Hill is the tutor of Hans College. In fact, he didn't necessarily need to take care of this matter, but he finally dealt with it. No matter what, Ron was naturally grateful.
"It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter!" Hill waved his hand, "But Ron, I advise you to be careful in the future, I don't think this guy will let it go."
Ron was stunned, "Master Hill, are you saying that he will still trouble you? Haven't you and him... already negotiated terms?"
Hill smiled wryly, "A good deal? Do you think it's that simple? Ron, do you know? What really made him quit was not the messages I exchanged with him, but the three of us in Balovacus City. Sanctuary powerhouse... "
Hill made a gesture, "We are a small group of three, and everyone's deterrence combined to force him to give in, otherwise, the matter will not be so easy to solve!"
Ron suddenly realized that if Chris didn't give in, he would be an enemy of the three Sanctuary powerhouses. No wonder he chose to give in in the end.
At this time, he bowed deeply, "No matter what, I must always thank Lord Hill!"
Hill was very happy. This sixteen-year-old boy, using the strange undead magic, was inseparable from the strong in the sanctuary. Although he failed in the end, it also aroused Hill's interest. Like Platts, He also moved the idea of love.
Hill smiled. He had a purpose in visiting Ron late at night, so he didn't beat around the bush right now, but said straight to the point, "Ron, to be honest, I admire you very much. I don't know if you are interested in joining Feiying... "
Feiying is the intelligence organization under Hill.
Ron was a little surprised, "Master Hill, what is Feiying?"
Hill smiled, and told Ron about Feiying in detail. Only then did Ron know how huge this largest intelligence agency in the Noah Continent is. Their influence spreads all over the entire Noah Continent. There are their contact points, and they get high rewards by selling information, and Hill is the leader of this intelligence organization.
Ron pondered for a while. To be honest, he really didn't want to join any organization, but Hill's request made him embarrassed. He thought for a while and said, "Master Hill, I'm already the tutor of Balovaks College. I'm afraid There is no time for intelligence matters!"
"It's not important," Hill said with a smile, "Ron, don't worry, you are the instructor of Balovaks College and there is no conflict with you joining Feiying. I have nothing to do with Dabs Talked about it, and he also agrees!"
Ron looked at Hill's smiling Mimi's face, and couldn't laugh or cry. Why did he feel like he was being betrayed by someone, but he also knew that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, and he didn't need to be so troublesome to harm him.
"Why did you choose me?" Ron asked after thinking for a while. It might not be as simple as simply admiring a strong man in the sanctuary to come to the door in person.
"Because I think you can do it!" Hill stared closely at Ron's eyes, "I feel that your undead magic can do a good job in this regard!"
Ron was silent. Using the undead magic crow, it was not too difficult for him to inquire about some information.
"How about it? Think about it?" Hill said neatly, playing with the ring on his hand and turning it gently.
"Okay, I agree!" Ron hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.
Hill looked very happy. He took out an iron plate from the space bag, handed it to Ron, and said with a smile, "From today onwards, we are our own people. You hold this iron plate. At the most critical moment can come in handy."
Ron took it and took a closer look, and saw that the front and back of the iron plate were engraved with a strange symbol of an inverted triangle, which is the unique symbol of the Feiying organization.
Hill smiled, "If you hold this iron plate and see the signs on it, you can find our contact points in various cities and ask for help, including all kinds of information and intelligence you need..."
"Thank you!" Ron finally understood the significance of joining the Feiying organization. With this iron plate, it would be much easier to obtain relevant information. He sincerely thanked Hill.
"Ron, Chris's matter didn't end so easily, you must be careful, I believe he will trouble you again..." Hill said, his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared.
The room was quiet again, as if Hill had never been here before. Ron was stunned for a while, shaking his head with the heavy iron plate in his hand and smiling wryly, "Master Hill, you are really unexpected!"
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"What? You want me to recruit students?"
In Dabs's office at Balovaks Academy, Ron was sitting in front of Dabs's desk, his eyes widened with ecstasy.
It's no wonder that Ron was surprised and delighted. To revive the magic of the undead and let it reappear on the mainland, this is the wish of Grandpa Homelin's heart, and it is also Ron's goal.
Dabs smiled. He took a sip of water from his cup and said, "The spring enrollment will start soon. You don't even have a single student in the Undead Department. It's not justified. Ron, get ready and start enrolling. Considering that there are only two mentors in the Undead Department, you and Vivienne, I suggest that you don't recruit too many people, about a hundred is enough!"
"Yes, Vice President Dubs!" Ron said happily.