Many big events in history often originate from a trivial thing, such as a quarrel, a book, etc.
The person who suggested launching a secret attack originally only said that he would pick one or two demons to attack, but in the end, a large-scale conflict broke out without any warning.
Recently, Fang Shan stayed in the dormitory and didn't go anywhere. He only occasionally opened the window to get some air. He could feel a powerful telepathy locking around him.
Wei Sushen was calmer than him, and his daily activities were in the training room and dormitory.
"The dean seems to be very worried about us," Fang Shan said, sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, looking carefree and relaxed.
"It's not surprising." Wei Sushen said calmly.
It would really make no sense if the dean of Imperial College dropped his guard against them.
Fang Shan: "As we expected, the dean wants to use this sneak attack to eliminate some cancers hidden in the dark."
Seeing him eating sour plums in one bite, Wei Sushen felt his tooth hurt just looking at it.
Fang Shan turned his face inadvertently and saw Wei Sushen's throat twitching. Without even leaving his buttocks on the stool, he moved a few steps to the side and looked at him with a confused look: "You swallowed my saliva!"
Wei Sushen explained: "This is called conditioned reflex."
How could a normal person not react when seeing so many sour plums
Fang Shan: "The host actually has a conditioned reflex towards me?"
As he spoke, his eyes moved from upstream to down, and finally settled on a certain place: "Shameless!"
Unable to talk, Wei Sushen stood up: "I'm going to the practice room."
Fang Shan: "You feel ashamed after being exposed, so are you ready to run away?"
Wei Sushen sighed softly, and suddenly felt that he should intervene in the affairs of the religion, and calculate the merits he could get in exchange for it. It might be better to reach the top of the Tianshi as soon as possible and return to the real world.
Fang Shan kept shouting "No", showing a firm and unyielding posture, but as soon as Wei Sushen stepped out, he crouched and followed him.
Every day, people reported how many people had been killed in the copycat version of the cult. Wei Sushen was slightly surprised when he put these data together.
"Astronomical figures!" Fang Shan sighed with emotion.
After Wei Sushen calculated the result, he asked: "Is this the same for the hosts you brought before?"
Fang Shan raised his head: "What is that?"
Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Just reaping the benefits?"
Fang Shan shook his head: "The most useless one also used his sword to kill demons, control mountains and rivers, and move the world with one sword move."
A few simple words can outline a picture of great pride and passion.
Wei Sushen: "Why am I different?"
Fang Shan pondered for a long time, unable to think of an answer, and finally said: "Maybe it's because you are single and I am single too."
Wei Sushen's smile condensed: "So?"
"We share the same pain, so naturally I don't want you to suffer."
Wei Sushen sighed and believed his lies.
"There are still two hundred merit points left." No longer discussing issues that would impact values, Wei Sushen did the math again and determined that there was still one last point left.
Fang Shan shrugged: "Today's data hasn't been reported yet, so I'll make up for it after adding it."
After looking at each other, Fang Shan suddenly smiled: "Perhaps the host can take the time to write a letter to the empire in his own name."
This time Wei Sushen had no objections and said bluntly: "The letter has been prepared a long time ago."
There was a trace of the curvature of the corners of his mouth as he spoke that resembled Fang Shan's portrait. Wei Sushen looked in the direction of the door: "It must have been intercepted by the dean at this moment, and he will submit it after taking a look."
In fact, Wei Sushen only expected eight parts of the truth. The letter was indeed stopped halfway by the dean, but after reading it, he hesitated whether to report it or not.
Sitting across from the dean were Kihara and the vice-dean. The former fighting maniac had an expression of regret on his face. Why did he accept a student who could cause such harm
"You are better than your master." The vice-dean sitting beside him said calmly, "You were a lot of trouble back then."
Kihara was about to argue a few words, but the dean suddenly waved his hand and he shut up immediately.
"How do you think we should handle this letter?" The young man stood with his back to them, his expression unclear.
Kihara calmed down and took a look at the letter. He really couldn't bear to look at it. After a while, he read it again. The content of the letter was very simple. If it weren't for his position, he would probably admire it.
There is not a single nonsense word in the whole article, and every word used can make people angry to death:
As a student of the Imperial Academy, Konte handed over the Xieba Cult to the state.
Merit has been calculated in advance, please be sure to update the list quickly.
Finally, congratulations in advance to Empire for launching a copycat version of Cult!
your beloved people
offer
From the content point of view, it is a good thing to think of handing over to the empire, but the reason for the dean's hesitation is also obvious: for what
The vice-dean was unsure and said, "Is it just a matter of habit?"
After all, Mo Xiu had previously handed over treasures to the academy.
They also have a family of their own, and frankly speaking, if a junior in the family did something like this, the vice-dean would not be able to help but beat him to death. Of course, from the standpoint of Imperial College, this is a great thing.
Kihara thought it was ridiculous, but he still analyzed: "At least this matter will be of no harm to the empire, and Mo Xiu takes the initiative to speak, which is better than..."
The atmosphere became a little silent for a moment, and the young man frowned slightly, as if he was weighing the situation.
The vice-dean spoke at this moment, agreeing with Kihara: "Behind Mo Xiu is the Mo family. From any aspect, this power cannot fall into his hands in the end. If he insists on holding the Yiba Sect in his hands, it may It’s going to be very tense.”
The sound that the dean could hear was intermittent. There were too many things that needed to be decided in his mind. After a while, he repackaged the letter and said, "Send it."
With just a few words, the vice-dean and Kihara breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Naturally, the sooner this matter was settled, the better.
When Kihara was about to leave with the letter, the dean suddenly spoke again: "It's not like he has nothing to ask for."
Kihara was startled for a moment, then he remembered the mention of the Tianbang in the letter, and laughed and said: "Young people's nature."
Without enough strength to back it up, the so-called number one ranking is just a gimmick.
"Since you want a false name, just give it to him."
The dean tapped his fingers on the table: "I always feel that things are not that simple."
Kihara thought for a moment and finally said something for his nominal student: "No matter what he wants, it currently seems that it will not be greater than the Eight Pagans."
When he heard the name of the professor, the dean began to have a headache. The little donkey outside the door seemed to sense his rare irritability and became much quieter.
"Deal with it as you wish."
Kihara nodded and walked out the door.
After sending the letter, after hesitating for a moment, Kihara decided to go see Mo Xiu. The Yiba Cult can be regarded as Mo Xiu's hard work, and it will definitely feel uncomfortable to suddenly hand over power. As a tutor, you have the obligation to enlighten your students.
After going to the dormitory for a while, he turned to the training room.
The door was not closed tightly, and a burst of joyful laughter was heard from a distance.
From the craziness of the voice, it was not difficult to tell that it was Mo Xiu's dream demon.
Kiyuan's expression changed a little, and he opened the door suddenly, just in time to see Fang Shan eating unscrupulously and making fun of Mo Xiu. The latter didn't know what he was thinking and let him do whatever he wanted.
When they heard the door open, the two of them raised their heads in surprisingly consistent movements.
Kihara held down the throbbing veins on his forehead and stared at Wei Sushen: "Is this how you practice every day?"
Wei Sushen stood up suddenly. Kihara felt his momentum and thought he was going to compete with him.
"I was wrong." It was concise, clear and crisp.
“…”
He didn't expect to admit his mistake so readily, which made Kihara's suppressed anger have nowhere to vent. He moved his lips and deliberately lowered his face.
Fang Shan lightly touched Wei Su Shen, who immediately lowered his eyes and said softly: "I shouldn't delay my practice because I think I have S-level qualifications, so I don't pay attention to the improvement of my mind power. If you scold me, I will never do it." Complain.”
“…”
You have said everything that needs to be said, what else can he curse!
I used to think that Mo Xiu was reliable, but now I see that he is the same as that dream demon.
Kihara closed his eyes and calmed down: "The principal has read and sent the letter."
At this point, there is no need to play riddles.
Wei Sushen nodded and looked at Fang Shan. He didn't know what information was communicated with his eyes, but he quickly pretended to listen again.
Kihara coughed lightly, signaling for them to correct their attitude.
Fang Shan said: "When do you think the number one on the list will be approved?"
Kihara was helpless and couldn't figure out where their paranoia was: "The list is not only decided by the empire, but also by several other countries. There is still a month until the next update. Besides..."
He looked at the two of them suspiciously: "This number one will do you no good except to arouse jealousy."
Wei Sushen answered calmly: "It has special meaning to me."
Kihara stared at him: "A sufficient reason can help you avoid a lot of trouble."
This sentence is not a threat, but rather a statement from the other person's perspective.
When Wei Sushen was silent, Fang Shan spoke for him: "We have an agreement. The day he reaches the top of the ranking, I will agree to his proposal."
"..." Kihara felt his neck was slightly stiff: "Is it true?"
Wei Sushen: "..."
He wanted to deny it, but after seeing Fang Shan's expression, he had new concerns. Maybe as soon as he refutes, the system will find an even more absurd reason.
In the brief silence caused by thinking, Kihara regarded it as acquiescence.
"Forget it, I can't control your affairs." Kihara couldn't imagine what the two of them would be like after they got married, and then felt that he was worrying too much. The Mo family would never let Mo Xiu mess around with the marriage.
After he left, Fang Shan took out a can of sour plums from his arms and ate them one after another.
From time to time, he waved it in front of Wei Sushen: "Would you like one?"
Wei Sushen shook his head.
There was still a month until the top ranking list would be changed. Fang Shan asked Wei Sushen to think carefully about what he wanted to take away so that he could prepare in advance.
"As long as it doesn't go too far, it should be within the scope allowed by the world's rules." Fang Shantan spread his hands: "The dream demon's mission is difficult to trigger, but the benefits after completion are not small."
Wei Sushen didn't respond, but looked at him with a complicated look: "You're trying to trick me again."
Fang Shan pretended not to understand.
Wei Sushen sneered: "Dried plums."
Fang Shan continued to pretend: "Why did such a good thing get involved in food?"
The two just looked at each other, and finally Wei Sushen spoke first: "You deliberately let me develop the urge to swallow my saliva when I see you."
Fang Shan smiled and said: "As the host said, conditioned reflex is a magical reaction."
“…”
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