"You Entering the Ninth Awakening..."
"Before you die, Demon Domain, don't think about stopping."
Zhong Yushu curled his lips and sighed with some regret.
Looking at Sun Yingxiong, who always looked like a fool in front of me, there was an inexplicable charm in his eyes.
I have been studying this old thing for decades.
Still haven't researched it thoroughly.
Call it smart, I haven't done anything Peerless in Wisdom and Stratagem yet, call it stupid, I graduated from the Ink Academy, joined Reserve Corps, and all the way to the position of the Ink Pavilion, Pavilion Master.
And during my tenure, there has never been an error, maintaining the stability of Human Race.
Even recently, Evil Cult, which had troubled Human Race for many years, was eliminated.
"Haha..."
"How can I do this?"
Sun Yingxiong replied humbly, Zhong Yushu lost interest in talking for a while.
Ink Academy.
"Well, congratulations to everyone, you have advanced."
Looking at the candidates standing sparsely on Playground, less than ten people in total, Sun Wen said with a smile.
By this time, most of the remaining candidates had already left.
The faces of those who stayed behind no longer had the excitement and anticipation before, but instead became more solemn.
Obviously, as the rounds of assessments passed, they also knew what kind of place Ink Academy was and how much pressure it would face.
Here...
It's not paradise on earth, but it's covered in a bright and beautiful coat...Hell.
"Then let's take a short break and then start..."
Before Sun Wen finished speaking, on Playground in the distance, a young man covered in blood walked slowly from a distance.
At this time, his body was covered with scars, and blood continued to flow along the skin on the ground, dyeing a bright red path.
But in his hand, he was holding a strand of hair tightly.
Finally stood in front of Sun Wen.
"I..."
"Did it."
His voice was weak, and after saying this, his eyes were heavy, and he finally fell to the ground.
But even if he fainted, he still didn't let go.
The pink animal fur was now stained red with blood, and was extremely dazzling in the sun.
Sun Wen looked at the young man and fell silent.
"Congratulations, my future... disciple."
Finally, a smile appeared on the corner of Sun Wen's mouth, his eyes gradually softened, and he looked at Wang Youcai who was not far away. "I think you need to take him to see a doctor."
"Infirmary is on the fourth floor of west Teaching Building."
"After all, your Credits cannot be earned in vain."
After listening to Sun Wen's words, Wang Youcai stood up decisively. Instead of being as mean as before, he directly picked up the young man, carried him on his shoulders, and gradually walked away.
Obviously, he is gradually adapting to the Ink Academy's style.
When you are active and active, all your seniors and classmates are your potential enemies.
But after you are injured and lose consciousness, everyone you see in the Ink Academy is your most reliable companion.
Wang Youcai has never experienced this feeling before, but now it seems...
Not bad.
Just...
This Senior Sun seems to have caused some trouble.
In the last round of assessment, all the old students who had been screwed, including several Teacher from the life department, were all standing on Playground, watching Sun Wen from a distance.
It's like waiting for something.
Perhaps, at the end of the assessment, Sun Wen will face the terrifying Blood Rain threat the moment he steps down as the assessor.
This is different from last year's Xu Yuanqing.
Because the person who was harmed... cannot defeat Xu Yuanqing.
But Sun Wen...
If you hit him, even the old man hoeing the grass in the corner could probably knock him out with one punch.
"Well..."
"I suddenly feel that everyone is tired today."
"I haven't thought about the next exam yet... No, I also need to rest."
"Our exam will continue tomorrow."
"It's eight o'clock in the morning, don't forget."
"Oh, I remembered one thing. There is a target for the Ink Academy's recruitment this time."
"There are... um... three places left."
"That is to say, at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, the three students who can stand at the door of the Ink Academy are officially Enrollment."
"Isn't this a good idea?"
"He is indeed a genius!"
Sun Wen was originally procrastinating normally, but as we chatted, his eyes lit up.
An idea in my mind is constantly taking shape and improving.
Finally, he pretended to have a plan and looked at the students and said calmly.
For a moment, the air became oppressive.
In total, the remaining nine people glanced at each other subconsciously.
Nine into three...
And it's still free to play without any restrictions.
These people are probably going to fight... very fiercely tonight.
"Yes, we can form an alliance."
"You can fight alone, including poisoning, ambushes, and traps."
"You can't ask anyone outside the assessment to help."
"You can't say that. Those passers-by A and B, ordinary citizens with no strength and passion, can do it."
"For example, you can ask them to help you poison or make a fool of yourself, no problem."
"Then just try not to kill as many people as possible."
"But if you have to kill him, I will call the police on your behalf and go to jail. If you mention me, you can spend two more years in jail."
After thoroughly completing this plan, Sun Wen looked at everyone expectantly and finally said happily.
Don't forget to help them consider and come up with a plan.
"I suddenly wanted to participate."
"Tsk tsk, Xu Bighead didn't have this kind of wisdom last year."
Sun Wen shook his head with some regret, turned around and looked at the old students in the distance who were about to beat him, with a smile on his face.
"Seniors!"
"Teachers!"
"I will still be the assessor until eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"
"For beating the examiner, Credits will be deducted!"
In the dark faces of those people, Sun Wen swayed away with his hands behind his back.
A Tai was still serious and followed Sun Wen dutifully, holding an umbrella for him.
"I hope he can live his last day happily Shi Guang."
"When it comes time to do it, I'll go first."
"Hang on the tree."
These old students recalled their dilapidated Dormitory, said sadly, and finally dispersed.
As for the candidates, they looked at each other warily, even walking far apart and looking at each other.
Even if one of them raises his arm slightly, the others will react greatly.
The atmosphere becomes more and more subtle.