"If you think about it carefully, will you become stronger if you don't recharge?"
That makes perfect sense!
Karen was lost in thought.
A few minutes later, the host of the student union felt the school badge on his body shake, and when the call was connected, he found that it was Karen.
"Angel, do you still have any credits?" Karen on the other end of the communication said urgently.
"Yes, there is still a little spare." Angel calculated, "Probably more than 10,000 points."
"Is there anyone else around you? Ask them."
"I asked, and it's about 30,000 points in total. What's wrong with you, Karen?"
"Don't ask so many questions. Turn around quickly. I'm in a hurry. I need to..."
"You... wait a moment. I'll transfer immediately."
Although he was still feeling vaguely uneasy, out of trust in Karen, he still transferred the credits.
A few minutes later, with a pocketful of shovels, explosive barrels and battering rams in his pocket, and with a tragic look of win or die, Karen once again walked into the fantasy world.
Just outside the door, Charles looked at the skyrocketing numbers in his school badge and beamed with joy.
"I've made a lot of money, I've made a lot of money."
He snickered in a low voice, "In a few hours, one hundred thousand credits have been credited to my account. This is much faster than going to the bank to grab money! The krypton gold system is really good, I am simply a genius!"
After counting the money, he chuckled strangely and raised his head to face the students in line - now in his eyes, these students had turned into human-shaped credit extraction machines, and they were extremely cute.
"Please don't be anxious, don't be crowded, and take your time. We have added ten new experience locations... "
The surging crowds came in waves, and after being squeezed out of all the credits, they left in waves. Until finally, everyone was in despair and lost confidence in this thing.
"There's no way this thing can be cleared!"
Someone grabbed Charles's collar and shouted angrily: "You are totally trying to steal money!"
"Oh, don't get excited." Charles patted his shoulder, "There is always hope in life. Don't give up on your friends easily. Don't you want to try again?"
"You're dreaming!"
The student roared angrily: "Do you still want to cheat money? This thing is just for deceiving people! How is it possible to pass the level? Return my credits to me!"
The frustrated people around him also gathered around, and the bystanders were also filled with indignation, pulling Ciel and shouting:
"Refund! Refund!"
"Otherwise we will report it to the school committee!"
"I didn't expect you to be such people..."
At this moment, a hoarse cheer suddenly sounded.
The salute burst out of nowhere, shocking everyone's hearts. They looked back at the booth in astonishment: "Isn't it possible?"
In the illusion, a man with bloodshot eyes and dull eyes ran out. He danced and screamed hoarsely: "I passed! I passed! I finally passed!"
Around him, a group of people suddenly appeared in the illusion, standing in a circle around him, clapping their hands vigorously in celebration.
Those people who seemed to be dressed in extremely strange and weird clothes were all smiling and satisfied, as if mankind had finally obtained the ultimate salvation.
"Congratulations, Karen!"
"congratulations!"
"Congratulations on your victory!"
"Congratulations on finding the meaning of life..."
"Humanity finally made up..."
Beside, Bai Xi felt panic in his heart as he watched, and asked Charles in a low voice: "Where did you get this trick from?"
"I dreamed about it." Charles looked at her doubtfully: "Don't you think it's appropriate?"
"...It's not appropriate at all!" Bai Xi no longer wanted to speak.
"Congratulations, Karen, you finally won the final victory!" Charles came up and held his hand vigorously: "You have become stronger after spending money!"
"I, I, I..."
Karen was incoherent and felt her eyes turn red: "I finally passed the level."
"Yes, I saw it!" Charles nodded and put the school badge on Karen's body before he could speak. "Here, this is your credit, take it away!"
With a ding-dong sound, Karen instantly gained 170,000 credits, which was simply unbelievable.
This feeling of happiness is like flying in the clouds!
"Did you really pass the level?" Someone came up and asked.
Karen nodded, almost crying with excitement: Are you kidding me? He spent more than 100,000 credits in krypton gold alone. The student union is almost empty.
If he continues to fail, he will have no choice but to commit suicide and apologize.
He didn't know why, but after a brief period of joy, he could only feel an emptiness in his heart. But in order to make his efforts seem worthwhile, he forced a smile.
"Do you have any tips for clearing the level?" Someone asked enviously.
Karen's smile froze for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's actually very simple, just focus a little more."
The crowd stirred and sighed, but before they could make a sound, they saw Ciel put up another 200,000 credits.
"This time, those who pass the level will receive two hundred thousand credits!"
Charles raised his voice and his smile became weirder: "Two hundred thousand, first come first served... Who will give it a try?"
The crowd stirred again. This time, there was a successful example in front of them. Those who had failed suddenly became more motivated to fight again. They called their relatives and friends to borrow credits. After spending money to buy props, they rushed into the illusion.
"Are you stupid?"
Bai Xi asked in a low voice: "I lost 170,000 yuan, why did I put up another 200,000 yuan?"
"Everything is planned."
Ciel smiled mysteriously, "Once there is a successful example in front of them, they will forget their failures and start over. The bystanders who were just paying attention at first will not be able to help themselves. Just watch, there will be more and more mistakes. Many people will come and give credits... and we won’t lose money either.”
As he spoke, Charles quietly showed her his income in just half a day. After Bai Xi read it, he was stunned for a long time and took a breath of air:
"Did you rob the Order's bank?"
“You’re kidding, you can make money by robbing the Order’s bank!”
Charles whistled, looked at the students in line with a smile, and suddenly sighed softly: "Oh, I don't know why, but I always feel that the students look like leeks... Is it my imagination?"
…
At the door, Karen, who was about to leave, suddenly felt a chill in his back vest for some reason, and felt a dark wind blowing on the back of his head out of thin air.
He looked around in confusion and could only attribute it to an illusion.
"By the way, where is Ye Qingxuan?" He looked at Charles not far away: "I remember when I first came here, he was still lying here sleeping."
"I do not know."
Charles was chewing melon seeds in his mouth, his tone was calm and calm, but his smile always gave people a sense of mystery:
"—Maybe he went out to play."
For some reason, Karen had a bad premonition again. He shook his head to get rid of this uneasy premonition, and walked out the door, but felt that the school badge that he had shielded began to vibrate crazily.
Dozens of student government members are trying to contact him. He was stunned for a moment, then answered with a wry smile.
"Karen you..."
"I know, I know." He sighed: "I will return the credits to you immediately, sorry."
"Not for credit!"
Angel interrupted him, "Something happened! Come back quickly. The chief of the East is coming! He's coming soon!"
The communication was hung up. Karen didn't have time to think about it and ran away.
Finally, something happened!
…
…
By the time he arrived, it was already too late.
Amidst the gloom and mist, everyone in the Royal School's booth looked gloomy and sat on their chairs without saying a word.
"What's wrong?"
Karen rushed into the booth, panting: "What happened to that Eastern Chief? Did he take action?"
"No, it's over."
Angel laughed miserably: "An hour ago, he went to the booth of the Academy of Change. Forty minutes ago, he went to the booth of the Academy of Summoning. Ten minutes ago, he was still here..."
Karen only felt the uneasiness in her heart amplify rapidly:
"Then what?"
"I only tried it twice, twice." Angel's face turned pale: "After two times, our work was passed. And he found dozens of loopholes and exploded the phone on the spot. Sixty thousand credits, all He took it away..."
"How can it be!"
Karen lost her voice and immediately reacted: "There is a video of the clearance, show it to me!"
Soon, the customs clearance video was placed in front of him.
In the video, he saw a steel chariot slowly shuttle across a complex map, squatting unhurriedly on the path that the enemy chariots must pass through, and then blowing up the chariots from behind one by one.
There was no rush or pressure at all, and the whole process was extremely calm.
Even at the sixth level, the tactics of all tanks have been upgraded to the latest military combat methods, surrounding him. But during the siege, he actually left the besieged headquarters alone and relied on two small obstacles to defeat each of the steel chariots that came to surround him.
By the time he blew up the last enemy tank, all his fortress defenses had been completely demolished, and the griffin emblem was exposed in broad daylight without any defense.
He was completely defeated with just one ether cannon shot.
Just one shot away.
A slight difference, but two completely different results.
"How did he pass the last level?"
Karen pondered for a moment and jumped directly to the last level: Ye Qingxuan's second failure was at this level, because once it reaches the last level, all enemy tanks will be directly upgraded with the blessing of the music, and they can temporarily He has entered an invincible state that will not be interfered with by anything.
Moreover, after the number of fixed nineteen tanks is reduced, they will be automatically refreshed and replenished.
They will follow the prearranged order, strengthen the walls and clear the fields, push forward the front line, and advance all the way to Ye Qingxuan's base camp, completely crushing the griffin badge.
Soon, the video jumped to the last part, but the familiar style came to mind again.
It was like feeling that the principal was here again.
From the beginning, Ye Qingxuan used all the points he had saved to upgrade the fortress, upgrading the base camp to the lapis lazuli level.
Immediately afterwards, they actually walked backwards to meet the advancing army.
It's as crazy as seeking life from death, but it's so safe that it leaves people speechless. Every aspect is impeccable, whether it's dodging enemy attacks or dragging your pursuers through maze obstacles.
No time was wasted in any link, until the end, when the enemy reached his base camp, he had already advanced to the front of the enemy's lair.
And just before the enemy completely leveled his base camp, he successfully fired artillery fire into the defeated fortress in front of him.
In an instant, the outcome was reversed.
Trading space for time, he went deep alone and won the final victory with impeccable speed and execution.
It's still a hair's breadth difference.
That guy bets all his hopes of winning on speed.
Just one step later, just one wrong square, the result would be completely different, and he would be the one who died.
Karen felt his scalp numb after reading it: because it was a more terrifying tactic than the principal's madness - from the beginning to the end, he could feel that Ye Qingxuan calmly played with every link and every response of the enemy. In the palm of your hand.
After a long silence, Karen raised his head, took a deep breath of cold air, rubbed his numb face, and asked in a low voice: "Is that guy... a machine?"
Angel shook his head silently, not knowing whether he wanted to deny it or just want to say: I don’t know either.
Despite setting such a demanding difficulty level, Karen was already prepared to be cleared from the beginning, even though the other party's method of clearing the level was so jaw-dropping.
Fortunately, he also won some "advertising fees" from the Music History Department. After paying off the debt, he found that the remaining money was just enough for him to replenish the clearance rewards.
Karen couldn't help but smile bitterly: What on earth was he doing all day long.
Did you work for nothing in the music history department
Or is it that the white-haired guy has thought about this possibility from the beginning
He shook his head and calmed down:
"Where is Ye Qingxuan now?"
"Now?"
Angel thought for a while, then showed a gloating expression: "It should be at the booth of the Apocalypse Academy."
The four major branches are connected by the same spirit.
If we want to die, of course we must die together.
…
At the same time, in the "ghost card" fantasy world of Apocalypse Academy.
Opposite the card table, the preset phantom had changed from its original agility to being extremely stiff—you could vaguely feel the waves of heat radiating from it.
It is calculating, calculating various possibilities - deducing the opponent's boy's hand from the cards that have been dealt.
Opposite it, Ye Qingxuan was still leaning lazily on his chair, his cards casually covered on the table, and he didn't even bother to take a look.
The more calm he is, the more headaches the students who manipulate the cards behind the illusion will have, unable to figure out what trump cards the bastard in front of them has.
As if he was tired of waiting, the white-haired boy tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly:
"To follow or not to follow? Come on, don't waste time... Don't think I can't see it. The person who played the cards was changed a few minutes ago."
Behind the illusion, the student's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and controlled the illusion to make a sound:
"—Follow!"
He pushed the chips to the front, and the stacked chips collided and made a crisp sound.
"Then let's open the cards." Ye Qingxuan didn't even look at the chips, just stared into the eyes of the illusion.
For some reason, even though he was seeing an illusion that shouldn't exist, the student always felt that Ye Qingxuan was looking at him, looking at the cold sweat on his forehead and his dilated pupils.
This guy... is still pretending!
He gritted his teeth and opened the cards.
There is a 9 of hearts, and four "A"s of completely different suits.
—Iron branch!
"Haha, good fight."
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and revealed his two hole cards - Jack of Spades and Ace of Spades.
With three bright cards, it happens to be...
-Royal flush.
At that moment, the student behind the illusion felt that his pupils were stung by the cards, and he shook subconsciously. He soon realized that his shaking caused the illusion to flicker for a moment.
The sweaty and pale self was exposed.
"That's it, I won't charge you any extra wedding money."
Ye Qingxuan swept the illusory chips into the school badge, turned around and left, but just at the door, his footsteps paused, and he glanced at the dumbfounded illusion with a half-smile:
"Concession."
The young man walked away, and in the silent illusion, there was only a tired roar.
…
…
This day is destined to be a day full of misfortune.
After the second round of cheating, despicableness and obscenity, the white-haired boy got up from his chair after a good sleep and went from house to house to collect credits.
So the entire academy recalled the fear that the Eastern Chief had brought during the first round of harvesting, and the shadow of that guy when he snatched the credits from his hands.
That devil from the East…
Since noon, this guy has once again brought a severe test to everyone’s hearts: nearly all graduation works have exposed many shortcomings and shortcomings under his test...
And after the experience is over, a piece of evaluation paper will be given, with many remedial measures and improvement methods written down... as compensation for taking away their credits.
Come lightly, walk lightly, wave your sleeves, leaving debris on the ground.
The only thing that could remain intact in his hands was the graduation work "Thunder" from the Academy of Change, because Ye Qingxuan was really not good at controlling energy movements and intensive combat methods.
Apart from that, there are no survivors.
…
"You guy, please stop it."
Gavin shook his head and sighed: "Everyone is about to jointly report to the student union. You have to leave everyone with some hope."
"Really?" Ye Qingxuan chuckled, "I heard that in the last round, some people secretly planned to brush each other's points. They would rather lose than give the first place to me."
Gai Wen hesitated when he heard the words and smiled helplessly.
He actually knew the news, but there was really nothing he could do about it - he could not care less, but how could other people in the college accept an Oriental being so popular in their own school.
He coughed twice and asked in a low voice: "Is first place so important to you?"
"Look at what you said, false reputation is like a floating cloud to me, Brother Shizi, you don't know me well enough."
Hearing what Ye Qingxuan said, Gavin couldn't help but want to spit at him. But Ye Qingxuan changed the subject: "However, there is no reason why I should give up something that should belong to me to others for some strange reason, right? What if they really have an eighty or ninety-year-old mother at home, looking forward to it?" I don't care if my child gets the title of first place so that he can die peacefully. But just because of inexplicable prejudice, I am not allowed to get the status I deserve. Isn't that too unfair? "
“…”
Gavin's expression became complicated, "Fairness is the rule set by the majority of people. If you want to maintain fairness, sometimes you have to sacrifice something."
"That's why it's unfair, isn't it?"
Ye Qingxuan asked back. Gavin was speechless, but he heard his laughter, "Don't worry, I have stopped and won't blow up the machine again."
Gavin was stunned, "Really or not?"
"Because I already have enough credits. If those people still want to push me down by increasing their scores, then be prepared to sacrifice everyone else and let one family dominate."
Gai Wen was speechless upon hearing this.
Indeed, now that things have happened, Ye Qingxuan no longer needs to do anything.
If we exaggerate some estimates, by the end of today, the credits in this guy's hands will account for one-third of all credits in the college.
The remaining two-thirds are all scattered in the hands of various departments and individuals. It is a mess and there is no way to fight against him.
From the moment he stopped, he was sure to win.
"Go back and tell those people."
Ye Qingxuan imitated the impassioned way Charles talked in his sleep and grinned:
"I'm determined to be number one."