"Ah - I feel so unhappy!"

In the silent infirmary, Mo Qianye lay on the hospital bed and complained in boredom, because tonight was the victory party for their Lion Heart Club to celebrate the victory of 'Freedom Day'! The thought of everyone wearing suits and dresses, hugging each other,

You can dance to the music on the dance floor with your partner's slim waist, and you can taste all kinds of delicacies during your break, but you can only lie in the hospital bed alone and eat the unpalatable patient meal. What bastard made the patient meal

It’s a German meal! It tastes terrible!

Mo Qianye looked at the plaster on his foot depressedly, and looked at his phone with his left hand. Half an hour ago, Ange sent a group email to the students who had taken his course in the student mailbox.

Dear students:

I am very happy that I came back from China alive. The good news is that we have made huge gains in China, but there is also bad news. Anyone who chooses my course should pay attention to the fact that all three courses I will take next week will be signed in.

good luck.

your loyal friends,

Angers

P.S. I'm considering whether I need to take a test before class starts and have it credited to your grades.

If your guess is correct, Mai Shutoku will come over with a bunch of boys to invade Kassel tonight, right?

Mo Qianye was lying on the hospital bed waiting for the cell phone on the quilt to ring, but he waited and waited and waited. When he was almost tired to death, the cell phone suddenly rang happily.

At the same time, Chu Zihang, who was giving a speech in the Norton Hall, suddenly heard the ringtone of his mobile phone in the middle of his speech. Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment and reached into his pocket.

In the hall, noisy mobile phone ringtones rang out, music ringtones, buzzers, old-fashioned phone dings, unknown number prompts, dozens or hundreds of different ringtones ringing at the same moment, making people feel like they are in a hotel

The drum band suddenly started playing. Few people had ever heard so many cell phone ringtones ringing at the same time. It was frightening.

After being stunned for a moment, all the guests began to touch their mobile phones. The girls hid their mobile phones in different places, some were stuffed in their stockings, some were hidden in the pleats of their tutu skirts, and some were placed on their dance partners. Hundreds of

While everyone was hurriedly touching their phones, Lu Mingfei also hurriedly took out the iPhone that was stuffed in his butt pocket.

Chu Zihang turned on his phone and listened only one sentence, and his expression suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, raised his phone and turned on the hands-free button.

"...Please go to the window, look in the direction of the school gate, and hold your breath. When guests arrive, the host should be prepared." There was a deep voice with an altered voice on the phone.

Everyone's expressions also changed, because the same voice came from each of their mobile phones.

Guests flocked to the window. Looking out from the Amber Hall through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the cast-iron carved school gate was closed and illuminated by a cold light.

The loud noise made people lose their hearing for a moment. In the dazzling firelight, the iron door twisted and was thrown into the air by the shock wave of the explosion. It rose to a height of twenty meters before falling again and slamming to the ground. The sirens rang out.

On campus, in the night, all the buildings suddenly lit up, and the quiet darkness was completely broken.

Red alert status is activated instantly.

Bright beams of light and the roar of motorcycles poured into the campus. The intruders, dressed in black combat uniforms, rode violent Black Widow motorcycles and came at high speed. In their hands, the guns flashed fiercely. Entering the campus, they

Disperse immediately and shoot accurately at the same time, shattering all the monitors that pass by.

"What? What?" Lu Mingfei was shocked, "Are you playing gymnastics? Do colleges also play gymnastics?"

The appearance of the group of intruders really looked like a bosozoku.

"This is the beginning of our... war!" The person on the phone smiled coldly and hung up.

"Red alert status! Red alert status! Dragon invasion! Dragon invasion! Freshmen stay in the dormitory. Students who pass the battlefield survival class immediately receive weapons and fill them with Frigga bullets. No live ammunition is allowed." Norma's voice came through the loudspeaker.

The weapons were spread to every corner of the campus, "all entrances were blocked, and unknown persons were authorized to shoot."

Hearing the siren outside the window, Mo Qianye immediately jumped up from the hospital bed. He kicked the bed to break the plaster, untied the bandage on his hand, picked up the weapon on the cabinet and prepared to go out to meet the enemy.

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Ignoring Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo, who had taken Chu Zihang's Bugatti Veyron out for fun, Mo Qianye climbed up to the highest bell tower of the academy with a sniper rifle on his back, occupying this commanding height to facilitate his sniping.

Although the vice-principal's words and precepts are ineffective on him, but the words and spirits and the world itself are not like Jun Yan, who can directly full-screen AOE.

Mo Qianye climbed to the church bell tower with the NTW-20 anti-armor sniper rifle on his back. When he installed the bipod and adjusted the infrared sight, he suddenly felt that the invisible gravity that had been pressing on him disappeared. It seemed that

It's good that Yan Ling's precepts have been lifted, so you don't have to feel uncomfortable all the time.

Wearing the night vision goggles on his face, Mo Qianye clearly saw through the lens a dozen sneaky figures surrounding one person, carefully moving slowly under the sight of all the students.

"Please, you are so conspicuous!" Really not wanting to complain, Mo Qianye took out a lollipop from his pocket, opened the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth. This was left by Nono before, because she said

The sweetness of sugar can make people calm, but I don’t know if this is true.

"Well, after all, she is in the same camp as me, so let's fire a warning shot first." Mo Qianye moved the crosshair down half a grid so that the bullet would not hit the person's back, and then pulled the trigger.

boom--!

In addition to the great power and recoil of the Boom Dragon, there is another problem, that is, the sound of the gun is also very loud. After the gunshot, Mo Qianye felt that his ears were buzzing, which was a sign of temporary deafness.

The bullet hit exactly 10 centimeters in front of the intruder. The 20mm cannon shell used by the fighter jets opened a hole as big as a bowl on the concrete floor, which instantly frightened Mai Shutoku.

"Damn it, sniper!"

Realizing that she had been exposed, Mai Shutoku immediately released her Kotōrei. As a result, twelve people appeared at the same time. They were wearing unmarked black combat uniforms, holding micro submachine guns, and wore two-foot-long close-quarters swords on their belts.

The mask is complete, only two falcon-like eyes are exposed.

"You don't have the spirit of speech?" Lu Mingfei was very curious.

He and Noonuo were on their way back to the college. Nono was driving, and a woman sang "Doo, Dou, Dou Landlord" happily on the car stereo. There were all kinds of strange songs, rap music, etc. in Noonuo's MP3.

Nordic mysterious themes, chants, and this bad song "Fight, fight, fight with the landlord". After watching the fireworks, both of them were very happy.

Nono said that the way she collects music is like a garbage collector, walking on the street with a basket on her back. When she sees the good ones, she puts them into her own basket without classifying or organizing them. When she is free,

She turned the basket upside down and turned over the collected good things all over the floor, looking here and there. There was no pattern at all. Lu Mingfei admired Nono's collection method. He himself had also experienced this kind of garbage collection.

A life without any sense of responsibility is full of yearning.

"Really not, although many people don't believe it." Nono shrugged, "I resonate with Long Wen, but I can't control the spirit of speech, and Professor Mance also has a headache."

"How many kinds of speech spirits are there in total?" Lu Mingfei leaned on the passenger seat, watching the wind blowing Nono's long hair like a dark red flame.

"There are a total of 118 kinds of Word Spirits recorded so far. When combined together, they can form something similar to a periodic table of elements. The higher the serial number, the more unstable and dangerous the Word Spirits are. The backlash to the releaser will also be greater when used.

The heavier." Nono said, "These will be taught in the 'Introduction to Linguistics' class that will be held next semester."

"Then what's the most awesome wordsmith?"

"I don't know. Word spirits with serial numbers after 88 are unstable, 89 to 100 are rated 'dangerous', 101 to 112 are rated 'high risk', and after 113 are rated 'top secret'."

"It means that even if the Word Spirits after No. 113 have been observed, the information will not be disclosed. Their danger is immeasurable. The most dangerous Word Spirit I know is the 112th 'Rhine'. It was discovered in Tunguska in the 19th century.

After using it, a team of dragon slayers entered Tunguska, and no one left alive. A shock wave similar to a nuclear explosion was observed there. Hundreds of hectares of forest fell, and the light emitted could be seen as far away as the Rhine River. So.

It is called 'Rhine'. The research department speculates that 'Rhine' is a very consuming word spirit. It only lasted for 0.003 seconds, and the person who released it was completely exhausted in an instant."

"Through...the Tunguska explosion?"

"Well, the name of this event at Kassel Academy is 'The Burning of the Rhine'."

"The strength of pulling like this can only rank 112th?" Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded, "What is the 118th-ranked Word Spirit? It seems to be only twenty times the Kaioken!"

"No, it's definitely a Super Saiyan transformation!" Nono shook his head and talked nonsense with him.

"Do you have a spiritual spirit like Guibo Qigong?" Lu Mingfei gestured, "Look at me, look at me, that's it. One person is driving, and the other person is sitting in the passenger seat doing Guibo Qigong. Isn't it the same thing?

Is there a tank? Boom!" He pushed forward with both hands.

"No, if we really want to say it, Mo Qianye's Yanling is actually the closest to Turtle Wave Qigong." Nono responded to Lu Mingfei's words while driving a Bugatti Veyron.

"What? Is Qianye's speech spirit so awesome?"

"Have you ever heard of Yanling World?" Nuonuo suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Be careful! Watch the road, watch the road!" Lu Mingfei shouted.

"What Yan Ling. World?" Lu Mingfei, who was frightened by Nuonuo's dangerous driving, felt as if he was sitting in Mo Qianye's car. No wonder the two of them could walk together, even driving.

The driving style is the same!

"Have you seen JOJO's Bizarre Adventure?"

"I've seen it. I really like the world of Kujo Dio. When you are in danger, just shout "Smash Varudo" and you can stop time!"

"Mo Qianye's speaking spirit is the Smashing Varudo you mentioned. His speaking spirit can pause time within a radius of 500 meters around him for ten seconds, which makes me often have to find someone else to correct the time."

Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was imagining how Mo Qianye suddenly yelled "Smash Varudo" when releasing the spirit spirit to pause time, then picked up a road roller and fell from the sky. Suddenly

Couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Chapter completed!