“The resume is a bit average.”

Put down my phone, with a thoughtful look in my eyes.

After five years of joining the Gods.

Starting from the initial teaching, there are not many outstanding performances, and they are very low-key.

If she hadn't killed her brother, she would probably not have been able to pay attention to such a small person until now.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"After all, he's still a dying person."

...

The Academy of Mo.

Bai Haitang dragged his knife and returned to school.

"You're careless."

"This kind of outlaw will not reveal anything to you, and this naive idea should not appear in your mind."

"Next time, I won't have such good luck."

The loudspeaker on campus rang.

Bai Haitang raised her head, glanced at her, and was a little confused: "Maybe, I just want to indulge it again."

Without the interest in speaking, he returned to the dormitory under the complicated gaze of some old students.

There was only a sigh left in the trumpet.

In the next few days, the college returned to its previous rhythm.

What should be practiced, what should be done is done.

Zhao Zicheng and several other freshmen were still suffering from the blow from the tail of the crane.

But they have been supporting each other for a longer time.

Once, Dabai even almost hit the chest at the rear of the crane with one claw. Although it failed in the end, this obviously visible growth made them very excited.

"We are becoming more and more tacit in cooperation!"

"Maybe this is what the academy wants to tell us."

"The team is very important!"

"As long as you cooperate well, you can defeat the strong with the weak!"

Zhao Zicheng was inspired, clenched his fists and spoke passionately.

However, after being beaten for countless days, my face was blue and swollen, and I was completely gone from being as handsome as I was before.

"Brother, stop pouring chicken soup."

"I drink the chicken soup you poured every day, and I don't have to eat any more rice."

Sun Wen fell to the ground weakly and complained.

"It doesn't matter!"

Zhao Zicheng's eyes turned and looked at Atai: "How long will it take to wake up again?"

"I don't know, but it should be soon!"

"I've always been hungry these two days, and it was the same when I woke up last time."

Arte thought about it and said.

Nodding, Zhao Zicheng stood up tiredly, looking at everyone excitedly and said, "I'll tell you another good news, I'll be... third awakening!"

"It should be soon!"

"Recently, I have spent credits to let others hit me, and the energy is only instilled into myself!"

“Very efficient!”

A smile was still on his face.

but...

Everyone froze.

Especially Sun Wen, he jumped up with a shiver: "No, don't wake up!"

A look of horror.

"You're so afraid you're not a fool. My third awakening is fake. I don't have combat power, so it doesn't count."

"But if you have third sleep, according to the urination of the college, you may change to the tail of the crane of the fourth sleep to hit us."

"Do you want to die?"

"I haven't lived enough!"

As if there was already that scene in my mind, Sun Wen couldn't help but shivered.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zhao Zicheng also came to his senses and sat down with a smirk, but the pain in his butt rose again, like a monkey.

A group of people were playing, carefree.

After a week of running-in, the relationship between them has become better and better and the atmosphere is harmonious.

In the corner.

The crane looked at everyone at the rear, with a little recollection in his eyes.

It's nostalgia...

“Young…so good.”

Taking a deep breath, the crane couldn't help but whisper.

Perhaps the same was true for him in the past.

“How long can it last?”

The long-haired girl held a book in her hand, as if she was always so quiet and elegant. She walked from afar, stood behind him, and asked softly.

The crane paused and thought slightly: "According to their progress, maybe five days."

"Are you stupid? You can only last for half a month?"

Smile bitterly.

The girl with long hair shook her head seriously: "No, you are actually very good, it's just a problem that the awakened object itself is not strong enough."

"Ha, this is not an excuse."

"Awakening things do not represent everything. We are not without people who have ever been unable to wake things but have reached the peak."

The crane smiled and shook his head.

"But you have three lines."

"Three lines, the awakening objects are poor, but they can enter the Mo Academy."

"This is already a miracle in the history of the Mo Academy."

"You will continue to create miracles."

The long-haired girl was a little stubborn, putting down the book in her hand, and her expression was particularly serious.

"Maybe."

"But at least, I'm no longer qualified to stay in the Mek Academy."

"I don't know if I should be grateful or shame, but I walked out of this academy intact."

I felt a little self-deprecating, with a complicated look on the tail of the crane, and a little lonely with my back against the wall: "Sometimes I really think, what is my bell ringing, it's not me who dies for them."

"For example, Liu Yu, Hei Tong, and the top auxiliary type awakening object."

"My broken hoe..."

"Oh, why does a guy from the auxiliary department always want to do the work of the Awakened in the fight system?"

"I'm feeling a little out of control today, and I've talked too much."

"You shouldn't have come out."

As he said that, the rear of the crane finally turned his eyes on the long-haired girl: "When you grow up, you will truly become the most important person in the human race!"

"Just solve that hidden danger."

"I'm not worthy of your waste of time, nor do I need your comfort."

"The crane has been at the tail for so many years..."

“I still have the ability to regulate myself.”
To be continued...