Throughout the day, the atmosphere in the capital of the academy seemed oppressive.
I don't know how long ago, the archmage Tim Allenje captured an evil god, the irrational evil god, her brain was permanently removed, and the undead evil god was transformed into a magic incubator, called Magic mother.
In normal times, the mother and womb of magic power are sealed inside the big library to accumulate magic power, and only the magic power dinner will be released once every ten years, which leads to the formation of a magic power tide in the capital of the academy.
Under normal circumstances, this magical tide is reflected in the reality that there is an aurora in the sky. Ordinary people can enjoy the beautiful scenery once at most, and nothing else will happen.
Only the existence with magic power will react with the magic power tide.
If a person with low magic power cannot resist the tide of magic power, he will be engulfed by the tide instead, and the remaining magic power in his body will be extracted and mixed into the tide.
The closer it is to the center of the tide, the stronger this force will be. Therefore, during the magic dinner, those magic power holders with insufficient abilities will stay away from the capital of the academy.
If you can resist the extraction force, you can get magic power from the magic tide and some things that are engulfed by the magic tide.
Of course, these harvests can only be said to be some corners. The real harvest is at the center of the magic dinner, in the magic mother's womb. It is not only called the magic mother's womb because she can breed magic power, but she can also breed other things.
The murder of an auditor at Mobis Academy is quite big news.
Some students thought that some radical students did it. After all, there were some remarks in the college before that. The arrival of auditors would pollute the purity of the college and lower the grade of the college.
Usually, in the capital of the academy, some upper-class people look down on those garbage people who have gained status because of their interests.
Not all high-class people are rich, because of poor management or other reasons, many so-called nobles are actually very poor, but for the sake of the dignity of the high-class people, they still have to squeeze out funds to dress up.
This has led to some arguments that the interests of the upper class are stolen by those dirty and damn garbage people.
Conflicts are always there, sometimes even vicious, activists who think they can get their wealth back by killing the garbage people, some campuses also have this kind of activists, they will bully those who get status The descendants of garbage people, sometimes even find a chance to kill them.
Of course, there are real radicals in this kind of activist organization, but there are more organizations like Girl Boxing and Xiaodongbao, which are essentially the people behind the organization. Some people in the Girl Boxing Organization don't really care about women's rights, or some people in Xiaodongbao don't care whether the animals are treated well. Radical organizations don't really care whether the garbage dumpers are really guilty. What they care about is , In the conflict, how much benefit can be reaped.
At the beginning, the quota of five auditors even caused some students in the college to parade. Some radical organizations in the college got sponsorship money from some students who didn't know the truth, and after a little feedback to the college, they stopped taking care of the auditors. Whether to enroll.
They even hope that the auditors will enroll, so as to create more conflicts and gain more benefits.
Therefore, the death of the short-haired man was considered to be the work of the academy's radical organization.
In fact, people in the radical organization of the academy are also jumping now.
"Which idiot didn't control his desires." A young man with blond curly hair was furious in the club meeting room: "How many times have I told you which idiots we need, but we can't let those idiots go."
Apparently the idiots he meant were the real radicals.
"How is the negotiation with the silt organization?" After calming down, the young man continued to ask.
"They said this time the interest is 64 points." A woman next to him with gold-rimmed glasses said: "They are 6."
"Greedy trash!" The blond young man cursed, then stretched out his hand and said, "Promise them, just this once, and find that murderer."
Then soon, on the morning of the same day, a parade on the campus started again, only this time it was those garbage people who had obtained their status for a generation or two. Benefit.
"Donate money for the dead, avenge the dead." Various slogans sounded, and some people even took advantage of the opportunity of the parade to snatch something. The crowd is not empty talk.
When there are more people, the courage will also become greater, and correspondingly others will become less courageous when facing you.
This so-called donation is semi-mandatory. When they come to you, if you don’t donate, it will be discrimination. So it’s not too much to treat discriminators.
Negri looked at what happened on the campus, which is actually the epitome of the academy capital, contradictory but closely connected.
"There is something behind both organizations. Is there a mysterious person manipulating it?" As long as any organization in the academy capital goes deep into it, it can more or less contact the mysterious person. After all, the mysterious person also needs benefits for their various magic. Research to pay.
"It seems that Randyll or Mikael is in trouble." Negri knocked on the table, watching the parade gradually stop, leaving a messy campus and squinting his eyes.
Not long after, a blond young man rang Negri's office. He stood in front of Negri's desk with his head slightly lowered, looking humble and polite.
"Sorry, you can call me Kalanqi, Kalanqi Mitti, Mr. Negri, for causing some disturbances on your campus, please believe me, this is only temporary, this is our apology." Then he put a small box on Negri's desk.
"I'm sorry again, please forgive our mistakes." Kalanqi smiled and said sincerely: "Also, Mr. March asked me to say hello to you."
"Marci." Negri nodded, and the information flashed in his mind. Marci, this is a mysterious person who has dealt with Mikael, and it seems that he is the backstage of these radical organizations and silt organizations.
"I don't like it," Negri said afterward, looking at the young man.
"I understand, we will pay attention in the future." Kalanqi's face became serious, and then he bid farewell to Negri and left.
"I don't like this, it's too...too firm." Negri didn't look at Kalanki who left, and then said: "Sturdy things are good, but when they are too firm, it is not conducive to the innovation of things. "
"They need a new impetus, or a new whip, don't you think?"
"wryyyyy!!" the golden dumpling exclaimed excitedly.