Zhao Zicheng nodded thoughtfully, and then returned to his original seat with confidence.

For the rest of my life, my eyes were always on the driver.

Acting very calmly.

But the hand leaning against the wall was hidden in his sleeve.

It was just as the driver said.

The journey was only about five minutes, and I saw an abandoned factory in the distance. The school bus slowly drove in and stopped.

At this time, there were more than twenty people standing scattered in the open space of the factory.

There were students in school uniforms, as well as some middle-aged people.

In the distance, Yu Sheng also saw the figure of his class teacher, Liu Qingfeng.

The school bus stops.

"Sure enough, Du Xu is here too."

"Six-mark genius!"

Zhao Zicheng did not get out of the car in a hurry, but looked at a certain figure and said solemnly.

Li Kai was a little confused: "Which one is Du Xu?"

"Did you see that guy with the beard?"

Zhao Zicheng followed the position of the car window and nodded to a certain figure.

That's a...well...person.

The beard is densely covered on the face, like a mask, covering the face tightly, only exposing a pair of eyes, which is unruffled.

"It's not like he has a beard on his face."

"This is obviously a face growing from the beard."

Looking through the window for the rest of my life, I was a little amazed.

For a moment, the other three people unexpectedly agreed with each other, looked at each other, and nodded in deep agreement.

"Let's go, people from the other two schools and teachers are already here."

"For the rest of my life, although we have not reached an agreement, I hope you will still be careful about that person named Du Xu."

"This man... is very strong."

"I hope you won't lose anyone from our No. 2 Middle School!"

Zhao Zicheng looked at Yu Sheng with seriousness written all over his face, with a boyish look unique to him.

"Um."

Yu Sheng nodded lightly, and the three of them got off the school bus with Zhao Zicheng.

The school bus driver also got off, leaned against the bus, lit a cigarette, took a long drag, wandered into the factory, and opened a rusty iron door.

In this humid room, two middle-aged people were sitting, with screens in front of them projecting images of the open space.

"How about it?"

The driver casually moved a stool to sit down and asked.

The other two shook their heads.

"Low vigilance, easy to trust strangers' words."

"My mind is a little simpler."

"The idea above is too simple. Remote city autonomy is simply a delusion."

The man who spoke sounded a little disappointed.

On the contrary, the smoking driver nodded thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on Yu Sheng in the surveillance screen.

"This little guy is a bit interesting."

"Maybe you'll find a little surprise."

Recalling Yu Sheng's behavior on the school bus, the driver said casually, but then smiled again: "But there is no need to have high expectations."

"Isn't this mission just a waste of time?"

"I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking."

"Let the idiots in the Demon Slayer Pavilion do their work. I'll take a nap first."

As he spoke, he stretched out and lay down comfortably on the only single bed in the corner. Even though the sheets were moldy, he still felt that sleeping seemed to be something he enjoyed.

"It's so comfortable without having to go on a mission."

Letting out a sigh, the driver closed his eyes, and after a while, he snored slightly.

The other two people looked at each other, with a little helplessness in their eyes, and focused their attention on the surveillance screen again.

…

Factory empty space.

"I'm leading the team this time."

"The specific content of the assessment is not clear yet. We will have to wait for the people from the Demon Slayer Pavilion to come and find out."

"But the apprenticeship stage is the only opportunity where everyone is at the same starting point, regardless of talent."

"At best, he is slightly stronger than you."

"So this is an extremely precious opportunity for you."

"Remember..."

"No matter what the content of the assessment is, you must remain cautious and calm. Only in this way will you have a higher chance of winning than others!"

Liu Qingfeng looked at everyone with a serious face and said.

Zhao Zicheng nodded vigorously, and when he looked at Du Xu again, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Yes, everyone is in the apprenticeship period.

He has not yet fully awakened and cannot use special abilities.

What matters is your own will!

When it comes to will, Zhao Zicheng is as good as anyone!

As time goes by, the time has gradually come to the afternoon. Under the strong sun, the people from the Demon Slayer Pavilion have not yet arrived.

For a while, the mentality of everyone who was still a student couldn't help but become a little impatient.

Seeing that the sun was gradually setting, a somewhat dilapidated off-road vehicle finally appeared in the distance.

Swirling up dust and sand all over the sky.

The car rushed into the factory.

The dust brought up fell on the fifteen students present.

For a moment, most people subconsciously frowned and took two steps back.

The car door opens.

A middle-aged strong man wearing sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth walked out of the car, glanced around casually, and landed on several teachers.

Especially when I saw Liu Qingfeng, I was startled.

"Old Liu?"

"Fuck, I've been looking for you for several years, where have you been?"

With that said, he completely ignored the students around him, came to Liu Qingfeng in a few steps, and patted his shoulder hard.

When Liu Qingfeng saw this strong man, his expression also changed slightly. He was silent for a few seconds before regaining his composure again: "I am a teacher."

"What?"

"You are so old..."

The strong man looked at Liu Qingfeng with a look of disbelief, until he saw the missing little finger on Liu Qingfeng's right hand, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"OK!"

"It's not bad to be a teacher. At least it's more comfortable than licking blood from our swords."

He patted Liu Qingfeng's shoulder heavily again. The strong man's breathing was a little heavy, but his face showed envy of Liu Qingfeng.

It's just that it's probably because I'm not good at acting, so it's a little exaggerated.

As if he understood it, the strong man immediately changed the subject: "Who are the students in your school?"

Liu Qingfeng pointed in the direction of Yu Sheng, a rare smile appearing on his slightly cold expression.

The strong man took off his sunglasses, took a puff of cigarette again, and grinned slightly.

only...

To them who were still students, this smile seemed a bit ferocious.

Especially those eyes after taking off the sunglasses.

Just one look at it, it was like seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which made people shudder.

Seeing the fearful expressions on the students' faces, the strong man seemed particularly satisfied, and his smile became even brighter, but he soon became startled and stopped at Yu Sheng, or Yu Sheng's calm eyes.

"Boy, aren't you afraid of me?"

The strong man's smile gradually faded and he said in a cold voice.

At this moment, a faint murderous aura seemed to be spreading from the air.
Chapter completed!