Yue Tomb obediently lay on Alon's shoulder and followed him into the campus.
Shenjiang No. 2 Middle School is one of the three top schools in Shenjiang City for general college entrance examinations, and one of the four top schools for puppet masters. Its overall strength is basically only slightly inferior to No. 1 Middle School. As for the difference, it is all a matter of minor details.
News, everyone says so, so everyone thinks so.
Because of the Moon Tomb, Alon inevitably attracted some attention when walking in the school. However, he only looked at it with ridicule or curiosity, and then withdrew his gaze.
"Morning, Aaron."
"morning."
When they arrived at the class, Aaron and Mu Gou said hello, and then did not continue talking. The two of them were seated far apart. After saying hello, they both returned to their seats and sat quietly.
"Alon, is this your doll?"
An unknown person came to him and asked, with a hint of teasing in his words.
They are obviously classmates, why don't they know each other? In fact, because too complete memories sometimes have an impact on the body, some of the past of this original person is a bit subtle, and Aaron doesn't want to be affected by the original person's memory and appear at critical moments.
Flaw. For this reason, he appropriately deleted the unnecessary parts of the memories he obtained to eliminate the possibility of being affected.
Not only this, in fact, almost everyone in this class has been deleted by Aaron. The original Aaron cannot be said to be autistic, but he seems to have really few good friends who can get together after class to chat. Goodbye
The gift was exchanged for a good result.
"Yes." Deleting them didn't mean that Aaron was dissatisfied with them. Naturally, Aaron would not show any expression and nodded gently.
"It's a bit ugly, and he doesn't look very strong."
Aaron has read the original memory, just like flipping through a book. Even if he deletes it, it is just like tearing out the pages of the book, but he still retains the impression.
This person is not really being sarcastic, but is joking without a good grasp of the level, so it should be.
As if he could tell that the person in front of him was looking down on him, Moon Tomb raised its little fist in protest. Of course, this had no deterrent effect. Who would really care about a little clay figurine that was not much bigger than a doll.
Seriously, it's not as good as those large dolls.
"Hey! Does it want to hit me?" The boy joked indifferently.
"Yes." Unexpectedly, Aaron confirmed his guess.
"Ah? Haha, let him beat it then. This gadget is probably considered inferior among low-level dolls. Although it is a bit ugly, it is quite good as a pet. I don't really expect it to have any lethality."
The boy put his hand in front of Yue Tomb and waved it, as if teasing a child.
At this time, Yue Tomb looked back at Aaron.
Aaron nodded slightly.
bump!
A loud noise echoed in the classroom and even spread out into the corridor, attracting the attention of students passing by outside.
"Uh..." The boy knocked down the two tables behind him and fell into the messy pile of books, groaning.
"What's wrong?" Several people who seemed to be cadres in the class came over immediately and asked.
"It's nothing, I just made a little joke and didn't stop the car." Faced with their scrutinizing eyes, Aaron just stood up from his seat with a gentle smile and reached out to help the boy who fell to the ground.
The boy looked unconscious at first, but after being helped up by Aaron, he suddenly froze.
The consciousness that was originally a little scattered became clearer, and the severe pain in my body disappeared. Only a little scratch on the skin still caused some pain, but it was only a trivial matter compared with the heartbreaking pain just now. Everything seemed like
Just an illusion.
"Are you okay? I'm sorry. Although the quality of Moon Tomb is a bit low, it is still a doll no matter how low it is. Moreover, it has just been summoned and has not been adjusted well enough to control its power." Aron's explanation seemed very similar.
Even though there are still suspicions, there is nothing wrong with the injuries on this boy's body, and they are not any more serious than being scratched by a cat or bitten by a dog. It is very consistent with the public impression of inferior products among low-level dolls.
After Aaron finished speaking, he leaned down again and began to help sort out the books that fell on the ground.
After all, it was the desk for the last semester of senior high school, and the amount of paper and books was really not small. Even if it was only two desks, Aaron spent some time with the help of several class leaders and the confused boy.
Fortunately, the owners of these two tables were cleared before they came to school, and everything was treated as if it never happened.
After the boy returned to his seat, he kept looking back at Yue Tomb.
He always felt like he just smelled a hint of death, but in fact it was nothing serious. What was going on?
Aaron naturally knew the doubts in the boy's heart. After all, the thing happened so suddenly that it was normal for him, an ordinary person, to be unable to wrap his mind around it.
He had just passed through the gate of hell.
Although Yue Tomb's punch just now had no magic power or skills attached to it, it did not withdraw its force. After being baptized by Aaron's starry sky magic, the strength of Yue Tomb's body parts was also increasing at a high speed every moment.
Because Yue Tomb's little hands were too short, if a normal person had punched him, the force would have been like a punch through the chest. But even so, the boy's sternum did collapse and compress his internal organs, and his heart was penetrated by his ribs.
If it had been any later, he would probably have died.
Fortunately, Aaron is quite confident in his healing magic, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to mess around with Moon Tomb. Even though he was willing to do it.
Aaron felt that Yue Tomb had no reason to be ridiculed continuously by an "unknown person". After all, he was his own little doll, and who would have dared to ridicule him like this before?
But it was indeed a bit too much. After all, for that boy, it was just a joke that was a bit too much. At most, it would be a comment about low emotional intelligence, but it would not lead to death by having his chest pierced.
But it doesn't matter, he didn't die in the end anyway, right?
Later, as the students arrived and the class time approached, the teacher who was preparing to teach also entered the classroom.
Aaron began to listen to the lecture after deconstructing the Moon Tomb.
The original person was not a good student. To use a less offensive term, his qualifications were mediocre. In my memory, in junior high school and even high school, the most common thing he did in school was to immerse himself in solving problems and study. But even so, his
His grades were barely among the top ten in the class, and even worse by grade level. What's more, the class he was in was only a parallel class, with two key classes above him.
His grades can be said to be good, but they can only be said to be good. He has been lingering at the gate of the top 50 on campus for nearly two years. Is it because he has been working behind closed doors without even asking the teacher questions? His efforts are in the wrong direction, or does he really not have the ability?
Who knows the idea of learning how to solve questions?
Anyway, it is no longer about Aaron now.
The teacher on the stage was giving a lecture, and Aaron took out the set of papers he had paid for himself and worked on the questions boredly, waiting for the end of get out of class.
Time has come to noon, lunch break time.
Aaron didn't go to eat, he transformed the Moon Tomb into his arms and left the classroom to go to the Academic Affairs Office.
He went to register as a puppet master.
But when he knocked on the door and walked into the Academic Affairs Office, he also saw three people. The magic circuits in their bodies were activated, and there were signs of operating the circuits.
"What's wrong, classmate?" a teacher asked after Aaron entered.
"Come and register as a puppet master."
The atmosphere in the Academic Affairs Office was stagnant.
The three people waiting aside glanced at Aaron in unison, but after taking a look at Aaron and the moon tomb in his arms, they either frowned or showed a somewhat sarcastic smile.
"Then wait with them first. Director Yao is going to have dinner." The teacher also glanced at Alon with a strange look, then turned his head and motioned to the three people sitting beside him.
"Okay." Aaron nodded obediently, walked over to an empty chair next to the three of them, and sat down.
"Do you want to be a puppet master too?" After he sat down, the girl next to him asked.
"Yes." Aaron replied simply.
"There are only twenty extra places in No. 2 Middle School, and seventeen have been given out for various reasons, which means there are only three extra places left," the girl said.
"That's it, that means there's going to be competition." Aron had learned about it from Jiang Yao, so it wasn't surprising.
Counting him, there were three people present. If he didn't come, it would be just right, but adding one more of him would be risky, so now, except for this girl who seems to be easy to talk to, the other two are somewhat obviously hostile to Aron.
"This is your doll? The extra quota for the doll application is used by the school to prepare for the rankings. It doesn't mean that you can come just because you have a doll." A handsome young man said at this time, his words were a bit sharp.
"Wow!" Yue Tomb feels that this world is too difficult. Why is he always criticized? If he is ugly, he will not have the right to be a puppet. Or does he look really good?