Faced with Human Tide's raging curses, Yu Mo seemed to have not heard it and was still walking silently on the street.
When they reached the position with the largest crowd, Yu Mo controlled Wheelchair to suddenly stop and turn around.
Looking at these common people, the corners of his mouth curved.
Yu Mo's smile at this moment is so eerie and terrifying.
"This... must be what you imagined, my smile, right?"
Yu Mo spoke softly.
"Press Ink Pavilion Criminal Law and walk out of Sin City. Let's forget about the past."
"So, I am not guilty now."
"For your abuse of me, including personal attacks, I can appeal in accordance with the law and ask you to compensate for my mental losses."
"Haha..."
"A group of trash living at the bottom who only know how to express their emotions without thinking."
"Do you really think that just scolding me a few words will affect me?"
"In other words, just scolding Demon Clan a few times will make it seem fair?"
At this time, Yu Mo looked at everyone with sarcasm in his eyes, a barely concealed sarcasm. "Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"Yes, I am selfish and I care about human life, but at least... I have killed more than one demon."
"But from this point on, you no longer have the right to scold me."
"Don't say that your Talent is not good."
"Even if you don't have Talent, you can still enter Third Awakening, or even Fourth Awakening."
"It's just a reasonable excuse for my own incompetence and cowardice."
"But he also likes to make himself look very righteous and moral to satisfy the emptiness deep in his heart."
"From now on, before scolding me, think first, do you deserve it?"
"Kill two demons and come back and say these high-sounding words to me."
Yu Mo's voice was mixed with energy, echoing continuously in the sky.
Most of the people watching had flushed faces, eyes full of anger, and clenched their fists, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they couldn't.
Because Yu Mo is right...
They do...
I have never killed a monster.
But at the same time, there is still another group of people who are still scolding Yu Mo.
They all have some disability more or less.
He frowned with a bit of ferocity.
"If I kill you, I will scold you!"
"You piece of trash!"
"Sage Yu's character has been reduced to this by you!"
All of these people have logged into Human Race's Four Passes.
Facing their curses, Yu Mo had no expression on his face, but he no longer refuted, but still looked mockingly at those who were hurt.
The scolding finally gradually stopped.
"So, sometimes, think about it."
"You don't even have the qualifications to curse."
"Everyone says that I am the shame of Human Race, but maybe you are the one..."
Yu Mo sneered, and just controlled the energy to push Wheelchair, slowly leaving.
Only the silent crowd was left.
After a long time...
One Young Man gritted his teeth. "Fuck, I'm going to join the army."
"I'll go too, I won't be angry with you!"
"When I come back from the army, I will scold him with my merits Medal."
A group of people left cursing.
But at the same time, more people still stood there silently, saying nothing, and finally left quietly.
If Yu Mo can face these abuses and remain calm, then Confucian Scholar can be said to have completely ignored them.
He didn't even know what was happening around him, and his eyes never moved away from the sky from beginning to end.
I just relied on my remaining instinct to follow Yu Mo's Wheelchair to prevent myself from getting lost.
Ink Academy Special Training Class enrollment ended perfectly.
A total of 15,000 students are enrolled.
Inside the Academy, which was originally very empty, what I saw now was that Human Tide was surging.
Compared with those students who have just turned eighteen and reached adulthood, this group of Young Man looks much more mature.
Many people have very stern faces, and their brows exude heroic spirit.
It was obvious that he had seen blood on his hands.
They dragged their luggage and looked for their own Dormitory according to the allocation of Academic Affairs Office.
For this reason, Ink Academy specially converted most of the single rooms Dormitory into eight-person dormitories.
Otherwise it will be difficult to arrange to come.
Cafeteria also temporarily expanded during the past two months.
Including urgently deceiving several old students who graduated a few years ago and came back to be Teacher.
But the teaching staff is still not enough.
Regarding this...
Ink Academy dispatches tasks again.
Except for first-year students, all senior students lead their own teams.
In the next six months, whichever team has the most Merit Points and the lowest mortality rate will be determined by their ranking.
It can also be regarded as the assessment for the second half of the semester for the Ink Academy.
"It's almost Chinese New Year..."
Xu Yuanqing finally came to Inner Courtyard as he wished. Looking at the endless crowd of people at Outer Courtyard, he looked deeply and suddenly spoke lightly.
Vice Principal stood beside him, also feeling a little emotional, and nodded subconsciously. "Yes... it's the New Year..."
"This year..."
"It's not easy."
But Xu Yuanqing shook his head, his eyes extremely solemn. "No, what I mean is that as a senior teacher of the Ink Academy, an outstanding employee representative, and a core member of Inner Courtyard, during the New Year... you should be given bonuses."
The air became somewhat silent.
Vice Principal turned his head indifferently and looked at Xu Yuanqing, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. "What did you just say?"
"I'm talking..."
"This year has been eventful."
"I'm afraid this New Year will be very unforgettable..."
Xu Yuanqing looked solemn, changed his tone of voice without hesitation, and muttered to himself, with a touch of sadness in his tone.
For a while, even Vice Principal couldn't tell whether Xu Yuanqing was acting.
"Alas..."
"Alas..."
The two sighed at the same time, shook their heads simultaneously, and finally looked at those Enrollment...Special Training Class Freshmen in the distance.
The movements are synchronized.