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Chapter 2908 Special permissions of the guardian array

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It was as if an ice axe hit the ice surface.

The crisp sound of shattering spread little by little like a spider web, echoing in the empty stone cave square. The red vines bound by the edge type did not break, but the thin light red light film attached to the edge type was broken in the crisp sound, turning into a shiny red light spot, falling from the air.

Following closely behind.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Five crisp gunshots were heard, almost forming a line, and five light green halos burst out in the void, one after another, as if five heavy fists were punching at the witch standing in the center of the altar.

But this place is the home court of "Yuanshi" after all, and Zheng Qing's talisman bullets lack the entity that carries the power of the curse, so even the nearest talisman bullet has a halo of about a foot away from Professor Monteria after the explosion.

Really close.

Unfortunately, Zheng Qing did not see this regrettable scene. While pulling the trigger frantically and clearing the six talisman bullets in the magazine in one breath, the young wizard had already gritted his teeth and carried out the emergency disengagement procedure.

It is naturally different from the relaxation when entering the edge type.

After the emergency departure procedure was started, Zheng Qing felt as if he was being carried by someone and threw it out of the cabin of the plane. After nearly two years, he once again experienced the crazy experience of falling freely from a height of 10,000 meters.

Dizzy.

Tears flowed across the river.

When he screamed and woke up from the nightmare with sweat, he was stunned to find that the originally empty resonance room was filled with wizards wearing black and white robes.

A slight tingling came from the arm.

Zheng Qing lowered his head and saw a witch in a white robe piercing the needle into his blood vessel. A packet of light green liquid was connected to the other end of the needle. Just looking at it made Zheng Qing's mouth spit out for no reason.

This feeling seems familiar.

The boy thought hard in the afterglow of dizziness, and finally remembered that this should be a potion to replenish vitality. Some time ago, when the people from the Giant God Soldier Project Team rushed into the 403 dormitory in the middle of the night, they brought a potion like "coffin". The feeling at that time was almost exactly the same as now.

"I'm very sorry, your film is too hard, so I have to use some special means."

The witch noticed Zheng Qing staring at the needle on his arm in a daze, and misunderstood his thoughts. After a brief apology, she couldn't wait to confirm: "—How do you feel now? Do you know where this is? Now please answer my simple questions first: Who are you? What name are you? What month and what day are you doing? What mission are you doing?"

Zheng Qing shook his dizzy head.

The consciousness that was almost torn apart by the "strong wind" was glued back together bit by bit, and began to think about the few questions raised by the voice in his ear, and soon got the answer.

"I, I feel very good... My name is Zheng Qing, a student in Class 08-1, Astronomy, Fringe College Assistant Teacher, Little White Cat's Little Black Cat... Today is Dragon Boat Festival, June 16th, the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, here is the resonance room, I am performing the test task of the special configuration of the Giant God Soldier, and then..."

His voice became smoother and his eyes became brighter. Until finally, as his thoughts were slightly cleared, he suddenly remembered his experience inside "Yuanshi", and immediately struggled to stand up: "——Wait! Now is not the time to say this! I want to meet the vice president, or Professor Yao! Hurry, I have a very important report! Alex! Alex!"

His eyes searched the crowd for the only name he had an impression of in the project team, but he never saw the bald and dark-skinned male witch.

A pair of powerful hands pressed on his shoulders, trying to calm him down.

"Professor Yao is not in school, and Mr. Ruoyu and Ms. Emma are not there either. If necessary, I can take you to see them later." The person who spoke was a tall and thin witch with a cold expression, with a sinister look and a hoarse voice. She gave people the first impression that she was not a good person, but Zheng Qing still had a little impression of him: "—I am from the professor's joint conference office..."

"Professor Qian Doudou!"

The young wizard said the other party's name without thinking - this name immediately made the tall and thin witch pull her face down - at the same time, Zheng Qing turned her head and looked behind her, and recognized the owner of the hands pressing her shoulders: "—Mr. Ernest? I really have something urgent! Hundreds of thousands of times!"

A few days ago, after the 403 dormitory was illegally invaded, these two led the team to investigate. Later, the old man Ernest became one of the three captains of Zheng Qing's guard team.

"I believe your matter is indeed urgent."

Old Ernest did not wear his pointed hat, his gray hair looked a little messy in the dim light, and his voice was a little mute: "——If it is convenient, can you say it here?"

Zheng Qing hesitated, looked around, looked at more than a dozen strange figures around him, and finally shook his head.

No one knows if there are crows inside.

The old man Ernest nodded with a very small amplitude, but did not persuade him. Instead, he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time: "——You are just right back. In another three minutes, the special authority of the school guardian array will be applied for. Then you can go with me to meet Mr. Ruoyu. Now your first task is..."

"Special permission?" Zheng Qing was a little confused when he heard this word for the first time: "What happened?"

The old wizard blinked.

Then he patted the boy's shoulder very kindly: "——Sorry, just like you can't tell us your experience, I can't reveal what's going on here."

The retribution in this life belongs to it.

Although it was not convenient to reveal his own experience, in the next three minutes, the wizards of the project team managed to ask Zheng Qing to fill out a simple observation report - most of which were checked items without standard answers - and their time was very accurate. After Zheng Qing ticked "No" on the last question of "Whether is damaged by the wall", Alex happened to rush into the resonance room all the way.

"Get it!"

He raised a red sign high and shouted loudly: "The special authority of the school guardian magic circle! You can establish a temporary cross-interface communication line, or you can allow a person to cross-interface to other worlds!"

"Only one person is allowed?"

Old Man Ernest frowned and grabbed the red sign with two lines of words on it - as if the handwriting of a five-year-old child - but the content was exactly the same as what Alex said.

He hesitated and looked at Zheng Qing.

But the young wizard was opening his eyes wide, staring at the back of the sign, looking like a ghost.


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