When the last natural history class ended, all the students in Zhang Tie's class stood up amid the standing slogan of the monitor on duty, and each of them respectfully hit their left chest with their right hand and expressed their respect to this person.
Salute to the teacher who gave you the last natural history class. The content of this last class has never been heard by you before. The mysterious sequence gave Zhang Tie the feeling that it might have been some kind of esoteric knowledge, wasn't it?
Everyone has the opportunity to learn.
"A truly powerful human warrior not only has overwhelming strength on the battlefield, but more importantly, he should have a pair of observation eyes and be able to find out from everything and the laws of nature and the universe to make himself stronger.
The source of strength, I hope that all my students will eventually have a pair of observation eyes through my natural history class!"
After the old man said this, he left the classroom with a peaceful pace as usual, and all the animals in the classroom watched quietly at this moment as the originally unknown natural history teacher left.
When he knew that everyone was about to leave the school, this teacher used his last class to give everyone a deep blessing.
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When get out of class was over, Zhang Tie was lying on the corridor, staring at the plants in the flower bed downstairs in a daze. Some of the animals in the class had already rushed downstairs to count the leaves of the roses, hoping to discover some secrets. .
Thinking that the last natural history class he had taken today might also be the last natural history class he would take in his life, Zhang Tie felt a little empty.
"That old man is very respectable..." At some point, guys from the Aircraft Brotherhood came to Zhang Tie one by one. Like Zhang Tie, they lay on the guardrail of the aisle and looked at the flower bed below. The one who spoke was Baghdad. "
The connection between the Fibonacci sequence, the golden spiral, the warrior rank and many things in nature is definitely esoteric knowledge. I have dealt with some seniors in this school before, and even they don’t know it.
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"Is it useful to think so far ahead? Level 10. I have never seen what level 10 is when I grow up. As long as our Aircraft Brotherhood has one level 6 or above, everyone can almost go sideways in the future. I heard
Is Gris a level six black spider?" Siesta said lazily.
Baghdad waved his fist vigorously and said in a deep voice, "I will definitely reach level six!"
"Everyone should deal with the situation first. Why do I feel that there are a few guys over there looking at us very unfriendlyly!"
Everyone looked in the direction indicated by Wright and saw that on the other side of the corridor, Gris and several other people were staring at this side with a look of hatred. Their eyes were obviously on Zhang Tie, even if they saw the Brotherhood.
The seven people turned around at the same time, without even glancing to the side. When they saw Zhang Tie looking over, Zuhaier, the scoundrel next to Gres, also made a provocative and threatening motion towards Zhang Tie, slitting his throat.
"Wright, you are wrong. You are not looking at us, but at the big head. We are being ignored!" Chauvin said naively.
"It's unreasonable to think that our aircraft brotherhood is vegetarian. If you dare to provoke our brothers, I will count one, two and three. Let's all give them a greeting from our aircraft brotherhood, so that we will not be regarded as transparent people..." Ba
Li suggested from the side, and then started counting, "Come on, one, two, three, make oil..."
After three sounds, seven people, including Zhang Tie, extended their seven middle fingers to Gris and the others. The faces of Gris and the others changed. Doug even turned around and faced Gris and the others on the spot.
He took off his pants, exposed his disgusting big butt, slapped the butt hard twice, then turned around, held his little brother and shook it hard towards Gris and the others, Airplane Brotherhood
Everyone burst out laughing, causing many people to look askance...
News of the conflict and mutual provocation between Grees and the Aircraft Brotherhood in the corridor after class spread throughout the grade during the third period. Many people were ready to watch the show, but Zhang Tie and the others had already
He was planning to have a fight with Gris and the others during lunch or after lunch. What's the big deal? He was going to be hospitalized and six brothers were living with him. The members of the Airplane Brotherhood who had this idea were all very enthusiastic.
, all the fear of Gris was thrown aside.
"As long as Gris and the others dare to provoke them at noon, we will fuck him hard. Baghdad, you are the strongest among us. When they want to fight with Gris and the others at noon, you will be responsible for holding Gris down.
For a while, Wright and I were in charge of Sharon, Datou and Sista were in charge of Zuhair, Doug and Shavin were in charge of Ganel. Except for Baghdad, the six of us were divided into three groups. After any group solved its own target, it went to support
Baghdad, as long as we knock down all three of Gris's thugs, even if seven of us deal with Gris alone, just one punch for another, we will bite off a piece of meat from Gris today. If you dare to bully our brothers,
Fuck..." At the end of the third period, the Aircraft Brotherhood got together in the classroom to discuss tactics. Fatty Barry arranged the arrangements. No one had any objections. Zhang Tie originally wanted to deal with Gris by himself.
Now that he is a first-level combat soldier, after deducting the difference in size, Zhang Tie vaguely felt that he might be higher than Baghdad after last night's "bone surgery" that ignited the shrine's bright spots, but looking at Baghdad's high-spirited soldiers, I
With such an attitude, Zhang Tie swallowed the words that came to his mouth again. He didn't say anything else. He only talked about why he suddenly ignited the Mingdian of the Shrine. Zhang Tie couldn't say anything even if he had a hundred mouths.
clear.
In the fourth class, Zhang Tie didn't have much thought to listen to what the teacher said. Instead, he calmed down in the living room, put his consciousness on his lower abdomen, and quietly felt the fire of Shen Gong Ming who was ignited.
That warm feeling of comfort, which is constantly, slowly, wave after wave, spreads a powerful wave and feeling to the muscles and bones throughout the body, and is ignited
The bright spot of the shrine of Nianhuo is like opening a small, but magical door in the body. Some magical things are flowing out from this door. This is the most ordinary
The reason why the first-level warriors have to surpass the vast majority of ordinary combat workers who have not obtained the rank is to ignite the bright spot, which means the beginning of the comprehensive improvement of the body's various abilities and functions. In the words of today's natural history teacher
, ignited the bright spot of the shrine, and began to stand at the starting point of the evolution of the golden spiral that represents the universe and the laws of creation. If survival is regarded as a game, a first-level soldier and a zero
The difference between a high-level combat worker is the difference between a player who is already standing on the starting line during a competition and a spectator who is still watching the competition outside the track. In most cases, it is difficult for an outside spectator to watch the competition.
After starting, you can outrun a player who has been on the starting line and is prepared...
I am already a first-level combat soldier, and there is only one level difference between me and Gris. Zhang Tie kept reminding himself in class, and the fighting spirit in his heart became stronger and stronger under such reminders.
The last class was finally over. Looking at the other animals running out of the classroom towards the cafeteria, the seven members of the Aircraft Brotherhood stayed at the end.
"Are you ready?" Barry asked everyone. According to the tradition of boys' middle schools, when encountering such mutual provocations, fights are basically done overnight and are usually resolved at noon or after school. The school cafeteria
The small woods next to it are usually the best place for fighting and settling grudges at noon.
Everyone nodded.
"Have you remembered who you have to deal with first?"
Everyone nodded again.
"Today is a good day for our brotherhood to show off to the school, let's go!" Fatty Barry waved his hand proudly, and then the seven members of the Airplane Brotherhood left the classroom as vigorously as a cockfight.
However, as soon as they got off the teaching building, the seven guys who were full of momentum lost their temper by Doug's next words.
"Um... everyone, please wait for me a moment..." Doug blushed a little and said in embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" Chauvin asked him. There might be a fight soon. Chauvin's nose was a little red when he was nervous. This was the result of Zhang Tie's observation.
"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable, and I want to go to the toilet and have a bowel movement!" After Doug said this, his head almost stuck in his crotch. "This... there may be something wrong with the breakfast I ate this morning... that... I suddenly took off my clothes just now."
I have taken off my pants... My stomach is a bit cold, and it is really uncomfortable to hold it in. If I have to do it after a while, it will affect my combat effectiveness..."
The remaining six members of the Airplane Brotherhood stared with big eyes, and they were all knocked back to their original shape by Doug. Fatty Barry opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he could only say helplessly, "Hurry up, we are waiting for you!
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Everyone waited for Doug helplessly and depressedly outside the toilet for ten minutes. Ten minutes later, when Doug came out, the guy was in high spirits and refreshed, but the morale of Zhang Tie and others had already dropped from where it was at the beginning.
Ninety, dropped to the current level of sixty.
"Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to eat first. Maybe we won't be able to get enough plates today..." Barry waved his hand weakly.
When Zhang Tie and others came to the cafeteria, they saw a scene that they had never expected. In the cafeteria, several people from Gris looked frightened and were surrounded by hundreds of students angrily. A guy from the same grade was standing in front of them.
On the table in the canteen, the animals in the canteen were loudly encouraged...