"Trash!"
"Are you so cowardly?"
Obviously, for Zong Ren, he did not expect that the situation would get so bad.
It is obvious that Evil Cult is a whetstone in the eyes of the Ink Academy.
With such a bad hand, can you complete your mission?
I'm afraid it's more like losing your life.
Fortunately, I was cautious enough to hide my identity, wear a mask, and change my appearance, otherwise my information would have been sent to the Ink Academy task board.
"It's... it's okay."
"Our Jiangcheng branch has also had kill records over the years."
"So far, a total of 12 people have been killed Ink Academy Heavenly Pride!"
The believer was obviously dissatisfied, raised his chin slightly, and said a number.
Zong Ren was stunned.
"How... how much?"
"Twelve?"
"How is that possible!"
I'm afraid no one will believe this is true.
With just these three of them, can they kill twelve Ink Academy students?
"Ink Academy are indeed geniuses."
"But the genius who grew up is called Heavenly Pride. Before he grew up, he was just an ordinary Second Awakening. At best, he was better than our Awakening Object."
"And many newcomers Enrollment cannot complete such difficult tasks and think that we Divine Cult are easy to bully."
"So..."
"You have no experience in killing enemies, and you are still proud and complacent. It is normal for us to counterattack you."
"We can kill one or two every year."
When they talked about this, they became a little excited.
This is also the reason why they are willing to stay even though they know Jiangcheng is dangerous.
Quick success!
Kill a Ink Academy student. Points will give you a lot in Divine Cult. As long as you work hard, you will climb up sooner or later.
"Ink Academy doesn't care?"
Zong Ren was shocked and asked again.
Everyone shook their heads. "This is an unspoken rule, and it is allowed by Mo Academy. Although we are whetstones, if there is something wrong with the knife itself, if it breaks... it will break."
"I have to say, those guys at the Ink Academy are quite cold-blooded."
"As long as we don't harm Ordinary People, everything else is fine."
Speaking of this, even they felt a little amazed.
After all, every one of them, Talent, is more than just amazing.
If Divine Cult were a person like him, I would wish to hold him as a treasure.
But they left it to fend for itself.
"I understand."
Zong Ren took a deep breath, clenched his fists subconsciously, feeling a little excited inside.
If that's all... this mission doesn't look too difficult to complete.
Unexpectedly, that Goddess didn't really want to kill him.
Perhaps, the position of Divine Attendant is not far away from me.
There is only one day left before the Ink Academy exam.
noon.
Ink Academy The closed door finally opened.
A Middle-Aged Man wearing loose pajamas walked out sleepily, stood at the door, yawned, and looked at his watch. "Come out, kid, do some work."
The sound is not loud, but it travels far.
No one answered.
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
Middle-Aged Man felt helpless and added, "1 Credits."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was some noise in the courtyard.
At least three people came out of the door at the same time.
"My left foot steps out first, which is faster than you!"
"I put my hand out first, can't you see it?"
"Fart, did you see that chess piece? I threw it, I was the fastest."
The other two people subconsciously looked at the ground and saw a black chess piece.
Silence.
Everyone looked expectantly at Middle-Aged Man.
"It's just you."
"Go and block all City Gate."
"From now on, you are not allowed to enter the city for three days."
He pointed at someone casually and said, looking bored.
Several people looked at each other.
Finally, under the envious gazes of the other two people, the guy who threw the chess piece walked out with a smile, "Teacher, your bad taste is really... good!"
Seeing Middle-Aged Man's eyes getting worse and worse, the man changed his words decisively.
If I remember correctly, there is still one day left before the Ink Academy assessment.
At this time, it's City Lockdown. Those who haven't arrived yet are probably cold.
I remember they seemed to have played like this once in that session.
At that time, some students were dissatisfied and raised questions.
Ink Academy only said, "I am happy to..."
Not even a redundant explanation was given.
Tsk tsk...
I don't know how many unlucky people there are this year.
Don't they really know that Ink Academy's assessment actually begins the moment the assessment invitation is issued?
Without any hesitation, the student rushed out at a trot with a wicked smile on his face.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
It was as if he was afraid that if he walked slowly, two more candidates would come in.
"I hope there will be some good seedlings this year."
"The past two years have been a bunch of shit."
He glanced at the two people around him, muttered something, put his hands behind his back, and strolled in again.
Embarrassment was written all over their faces...
Were you talking about them just now?
It seems not.
Probably not!
"Every Credits grabbed those two trash, they can't get in."
"I'm closing the door."
Suddenly the voice of Middle-Aged Man came from the distance.
When he spoke, the door was already half closed, and he had no intention of waiting for them.
"Grass!"
The two cursed, turned around and rushed back.
I got in the moment the door was about to close.
That is on this day.
Ink Academy's official website, which has been silent for a year, has published the latest post.
tomorrow...
Eight o'clock in the morning.
All candidates must gather at the school gate.
Don't wait until the time comes.
At this time, the two City Gate locations of Jiangcheng have also been closed.
Even the reporters were "friendly" invited out by the Ink Academy students and the knives were taken back.
For a moment, Jiangcheng suddenly became mysterious.
City Gate There were two scattered students standing outside, who were constantly cursing.
Seeing such a pleasing scene, the student grinned and giggled for a long time.
However, when he returned to school happily, he found that the door was closed, and suddenly he felt that he was sometimes no different from the students trapped outside the door.
They are all poor people.
The only good thing is that he can earn Credits after being imprisoned for one night.
Those people don't have Credits.
Suddenly my heart felt smooth again.
The night is getting darker.
Suddenly, East City Gate heard a loud noise.
The roar spread throughout the originally peaceful Jiangcheng.
Then...
There was another loud noise.
People from the Guard Bureau and Reserve Corps mobilized one after another and rushed towards East City.