A guy with a stern face was reporting: "There are more than 300 freshmen entering the hospital this week. We have all said that if we don't find Longcheng for one day, we will not let them have a good life. If they meet a beating
One, now the freshmen are almost afraid to go out. They have a lot of complaints against Dragon City."
"But we haven't found Dragon City yet!" Harold suddenly became furious: "Where is Dragon City? What I'm looking for is Dragon City!"
Bang Bang Bang smashed several things in succession, and Harold's anger was mostly gone. He had a sneer on his face: "That guy with no balls, thinks he will be fine if he hides? Isn't it true that the young master's face is not his face? I want to step on him.
Just step on it? Just step on it and pretend nothing happened?"
Others did not dare to speak and remained silent. The incident of being slapped in the face by Dragon City on the first day of school had become Harold's heartache. Every time it was mentioned, Harold would get furious.
In order to find Longcheng, they spread their spies throughout the school, but found nothing.
In the past week, Long Cheng seemed to have disappeared in the school, without any trace.
If Long Cheng stays in his dormitory every day, then there is really nothing they can do.
Harold was a little anxious: "Where is the class? I didn't see anyone in class?"
"No. We have arranged spies in all the freshmen classes, and we haven't even seen Dragon City."
Harold yelled: "He skipped class just after school started. What kind of bad school is this guy going to? Why do he come to school? Does he sleep every day?"
The others looked at each other, almost thinking that their ears had heard it wrong. Why did it feel so unreal when these words came out of the boss's mouth? It seems that they have never attended class before.
Just as everyone was wondering if the boss was angry with Long Cheng and had some problem, they suddenly heard the boss laughing.
Harold laughed loudly: "It's okay. If he wants to hide, let him hide. No classes, right? Go find those teachers and tell them that I will make him fail all the subjects!"
Isn't the boss really crazy?
Failed the exam? Which of them failed the exam? Which of them failed the exam is a strange thing.
Seeing everyone's confused faces, Harold smiled even more happily and said proudly: "Of course we can fail the exam, who will make us rich? This poor guy in Longcheng also wants to imitate us and skip classes, hahaha, waiting to fail the exam.
Fuck him to death! If you fail a subject for 100,000 yuan, how many classes will the freshmen take this year?"
When everyone heard it, their eyes suddenly lit up.
The man responsible for arranging the eyeliner immediately replied: "11 courses!"
"1.1 million! Haha, let's see what Longcheng will do!" Harold said proudly: "Contact those teachers, remember, have a better attitude and spend some money. If you encounter someone who is shameless, then treat them well.
Clean it up."
"yes!"
"Also, keep an eye on the equipment center. Our school, except for the equipment center, is all in the wilderness. Even if Dragon City is a tortoise, it will also go to the equipment center."
"yes!"
Harold said fiercely: "Everyone, get ready. We will harass the security center tomorrow. We have to put some pressure on them. Only when they have pressure will they let Dragon City come out."
Everyone agreed with a bang, bombing the security center was one of their favorite things to do.
At night, Jasmine was carefully analyzing the teacher's classroom video and breathed a long sigh of relief. Just like the last class, the video was very short. But if its playback speed was slowed down 50 times, many subtle details would surface.
.
She has her own special method for analyzing battle images. She can understand many things, but she doesn't know how to relate them to herself.
Two hours later, she finished the data analysis and found that the teacher was indeed a teacher!
She got up and stretched, went to the kitchen, and started making supper.
Ever since she had a body, Jasmine has taken care of the doctor's daily life for many years. She enjoys doing these trivial housework and does not find it boring.
With the addition of teachers and Fermi, we have to make midnight snacks for three people, and the workload is more than before.
Jasmine was very happy.
It was late at night, so she did not disturb the teacher and Fermi. The teacher must not have slept, and Fermi didn't know. She put the prepared midnight snack into the automatic flight incubator, and the incubator slowly floated up and flew towards the warehouse.
go.
Jasmine carried the midnight snack and came outside the laboratory. She put the midnight snack on the table by the door and called inside: "Doctor, the midnight snack is ready. Come and have some."
Catherine didn't even raise her head: "Put it there, I'll eat it myself later."
"Remember to eat."
"knew."
"Doctor, don't go to bed too late. Staying up late is not good for your health."
"I know, I know. You are nagging like this at such a young age!"
Jasmine made a face into the laboratory and jumped back to her room. As a new human, she didn't need to sleep. Whenever this happened, she would kill time in the holographic network.
She almost never logs into the holographic network during the day. She likes clear boundaries that separate night from day, just like the network from reality.
As soon as I logged into the holographic network, a communication call came in.
Jasmine opened it and heard a rough voice: "Miss Mo, are you done with everything?"
Jasmine: "Done."
Her voice was modified and became very neutral.
"Come here!" The other party simply sent her the coordinates.
Jasmine took out a skin marked with [Mod Emotion] and put it on, immediately turning into a pink rabbit.
She clicked on the coordinates, and the light and shadow in front of her eyes changed, and she was in a strange room.
There were five people sitting in the room, two of them were playing games, yelling about [Lemon Candy] and [Unfinished Homework] from time to time. One was nestled on the sofa and showing a lewd smile from time to time, that was [Li Sao]. The other two
People were sitting at the coffee table discussing in low voices, and a three-dimensional video was playing continuously on the coffee table.
"Miss Mo is here!"
The two people who were discussing stood up. They were very polite to Jasmine. The shorter one was called Ba Dao, and the taller one was called Lu Yuanwai. They were both members of [Xiaofeng Team], and Ba Dao was their captain.
Jasmine: “It’s been a long wait.”
She didn't waste any time and sat down next to the coffee table. She raised her stubby furry rabbit paws and opened a video. She didn't play it immediately, but looked at Ba Dao.
"The image analysis of [Hand of God] has been completed. To be honest, your hopes are not very high."
Ba Dao was not angry and nodded: "Don't worry, we still have this kind of self-knowledge. They are ranked more than 1,200 points higher than us, so our cards are definitely not as good as others. Losing is natural, winning is an unexpected surprise.
However, we believe that Miss Mo’s level will give us more chances. If we can win this time, in addition to the original remuneration, we will pay an additional 10,000 yuan.”
Jasmine was very satisfied: "As expected of the captain, it's great! It's refreshing! The captain will know later that it's worth the money!"
Ba Dao said: "We have always had full confidence in Miss Mo."
His words were not a compliment, but came from the heart. [Team Xiaofeng] was unknown before because their strength was mediocre. At the beginning of the series, it was just for fun. If they can pass the second round, they will be quite good.
satisfy.
A friend heard that they were going to play in a series, so he introduced a tactical analyst to him, saying that this person was a real data maniac.
This is Miss Mo in front of me.
Miss Mo is well-known in their small amateur circle, and her prices are not low.
At the beginning, Miss Mo had no sense of existence. Everyone only knew that she loved collecting data and various battle videos.
Later, if everyone was looking for any images or information, they could come to her and find the solution.
Later, everyone discovered that Miss Mo’s evaluation of the battle images was very pertinent.
Later, everyone discovered that Ms. Mo was very good at analyzing images.
Slowly, people began to ask Miss Mo to do some tactical analysis, and the pay was not high.
It went from 3,500 to 3,400, and now it’s directly to 10,000 yuan.
Miss Mo only appeared at night and never during the day. At first, everyone guessed that she was a student. This kind of appearance pattern was consistent with that of a student.
Even though Ba Dao and the others have entered the fifth round, many teams are in contact with them and extending olive branches. Especially Ba Dao, as the captain, has received more invitations.
However, Ba Dao knows very well who the key player is if they can advance to the fifth round.
After each round of drawing results, Miss Mo will collect the opponent's past battle images and analyze them. After Miss Mo's detailed analysis, the opponent can be seen clearly in front of Ba Dao and the others, and there is no secret.
Nowadays, no one would think that Miss Mo is a student. How can a student reach this level?
Everyone guessed which school Miss Mo should be a professor at, and used her spare time to make extra money.
Jasmine played the video and began to explain. She spoke very quickly and was full of aura. If Catherine were here, you would be surprised to find that Jasmine imitated her expression and tone very closely.
After repeated analysis, Jasmine is very familiar with [Hand of God].
"[Hand of God] has five members, Midge, Fleeting Time, Fu Luwa, Cangshan Youjing, and Scholar Killing Love. The strength of the five people is good, and the average level is higher than you. Their brain control level is higher than their actual level.
The public information is higher, especially for their captain Zhi, I guess his mind control should reach level seven, not the level six according to the public information."
Member Lu exclaimed: "Level 7!"
Ba Dao was silent, but his expression was not very good. He was a master with a level seven brain control level and was a well-known master in the local area.
Jasmine glanced at the two of them: "Do you want to continue?"
Ba Dao nodded: "Continue."
"Zhi is stronger than you, and the other four are also stronger than the other four in [Xiaofeng]. To put it simply, they are like an enhanced version of [Xiaofeng]. If you meet them, you will be comprehensively attacked.
It’s almost impossible to win if you crush them.”
Jasmine's words were very rude, but Ba Dao's face was not as ugly as before.
Three months ago, they [Xiaofeng] wouldn't even have a chance to play against [Hand of God]. Unless they were willing to pay 100,000 yuan to invite [Hand of God] to play a teaching match.
Now they are standing on the other side of the field, becoming opponents of [Hand of God], and they are proud of themselves.
Moreover, they also have an unknown trump card, which is Miss Mo in front of them.
