I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 81 Honorary Professor of the Prophet (35)
One week later, Monday, March 3th in the new calendar.

This day was exactly two weeks before Bering came into this world.

On this day, the first-year students of Yunshang Academy gathered in a certain class, quietly waiting for the teacher to arrive.

Li Jingwen leaned against a corner and looked down at the desk, as if there were flowers on it.Sitting next to her, Ji Qianqin looked very excited.

Ding Yan was sleeping on the desk.

He seemed to be very tired yesterday. When he came back, he was clutching his stomach, and his whole body seemed strange as if his kidneys were overdrawn.

So he was surprisingly quiet today.

However, beside him, Ji Qianqin seemed a little excited.

Although she sat very well, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that her current emotions were about to fly into the sky.

"Xiaowen," Ji Qianqin said secretly, "I don't think you are very happy?"

"You should be happy to join this school. You must know that the boss said that after studying in this school for a period of time, you will not only reach the level of that guy Honglian, but at least Miss Lin's level!"

"According to the Prophet, this is the cradle of the strong and the cornerstone for us to go further in the future! If I can emerge here, then I will be strong enough to gain greater fame in the future!"

Thinking of Lin Bi, Ji Qianqin couldn't help being a little excited.

You know, that's Miss Lin!
Ms. Lin, who can lift a grown man with one hand, has an expressionless face, sharp eyebrows and eyes, like the most sophisticated machine!

However, just when Ji Qianqin was in high spirits.

Beside her, a person gave a slightly contemptuous "heh".

The voice was very abrupt, and it rang beside Li Jingwen and the others.

"Cradle? Cornerstone?"

The man said mockingly: "In my opinion, this is just a necessary passage on the road. You can go or not."

"And is your purpose of joining here for the sake of fame?" The man looked at Li Jingwen with undisguised mockery in his eyes, "If that's the case, then you should leave early."

"This is the battlefield for cultivating fighters, and it is the testing stone for sharpening the blade. The sharp edge will be polished, and the scrap iron will be completely cracked."

After saying this, that person almost put the intention of ridicule on his face.

Listening to the voice, Li Jingwen and Ji Qianqin followed the voice and looked over.

At a glance, they saw who was speaking.

It was a girl with wheat-colored skin, a red ribbon tied on her head, and her clothes fitted her curves, making her even a bit revealing.She shouldn't be too old, probably in her early twenties.

At this moment, she was sitting on a chair, turning her head to look at Li Jingwen and the others, with an undisguised sarcasm in her raised eyebrows.

Such gaze made Ji Qianqin very uncomfortable.

She turned her head to the side, looked at the girl, and sneered: "It seems that you are in good health, and you have exercised well. I guess you have eaten a lot of food. Why did you add so much nutrition, and didn't even move it into your mind?" ? Or is it that your brain capacity is so short that you only need the muscle’s own capacity to supply it, and you don’t need to absorb it from the outside world?”

"If this is the case, then I can only obey you. After all, the cerebellum has shrunk to such a degree that it can be called a disaster, and you can't even learn the most basic etiquette and manners. I guess you will have no choice but to go up or down, and you will be stuck in a position of relative failure. .”

The girl glanced at Ji Qianqin.

She said calmly: "I'm not joking with you. If my tone is not used to you, then I apologize, but what I just said is the truth."

"People who join this academy intend to lick their blood on the knife's edge. What supports them is protection, responsibility, and even more cherishment. These are incomparably noble emotions, and they allow soldiers to hold the sword firmly without falling into danger. The premise of falling."

As she said that, she looked at Ji Qianqin and shook her head slightly: "It is difficult for someone like you to fight for fame and profit on the battlefield. If you fight only for such a superficial meaning, then when suffering comes When you do, you won't be able to move."

"Therefore, whether it is for your own safety or for your comrades in arms, I think you should do what you can. Or, you should arm yourself with greater ideas, so that there is no haze on your way forward .”

Hearing this sentence, Ji Qianqin laughed angrily: "You mean that I have low awareness?!"

In the future, in order to be famous, the fierce girl who can even eat different species raw feels that her character and character have been insulted by this guy in front of her at this moment!

Therefore, she couldn't help but mockingly said: "Compassion? Pity? Love, justice, sacrifice? It sounds noble, but do you think that everyone in this world has the same thoughts as you?"

"Some people may fight just to make their children live better, and then, if one day you have to sacrifice this person to achieve peace, are you going to use the so-called 'righteousness' to coerce him and let him Give up the little love of the family to focus on the big love of society?"

"In my opinion, your behavior like this is pedantic! Ignore the needs of individuals, use grand things to demand others, and use power and rules to restrict the meaning of others' actions. Do you think you are a god? Do you think everyone is a measure? Products, only have light and dark sides in their hearts, deny the complexity of human nature and go to extremes? It’s interesting, you must not have many friends.”

Ji Qianqin sneered and said: "Because if there are friends, they will also have to be disciplined by your saintly discipline to the point of unbearable pain!"

Hearing this sentence, the face of the girl with wheat complexion changed slightly.

She seemed to have been poked where it hurt.

And over there, Ji Qianqin, who had won back a victory, took advantage of the victory and pursued: "What's more, how do you know that there is no bigger projection after those tiny wishes? Why do you assume that other people's thoughts are based on your own moral values?"

"If this is the case, then why do you, who are so arbitrary, advertise yourself as 'great'?! With your ducai? Or with your attitude of looking down?! Trampling on others in terms of personality, that's it Still claiming to be a guardian?!"

Li Jingwen looked at the two of them, not knowing what to say for a while.

She could only pull the hem of La Ji Qianqin's clothes, and murmured: "Sister Ji..."

She could clearly feel that the eyes of many people around her were projected over because of the argument between the two of them.

What should I do……

Li Jingwen was a little at a loss.

Just at this time.

Ding Yan, who was still lying on the table, suddenly raised his head.

"Shut up," he said, "the prophet is coming."

prophet?

After hearing this name, both Ji Qianqin, Li Jingwen and that girl were slightly taken aback.

Ji Qianqin and the two were surprised, while the girl was confused because of the name "Prophet" itself.

Ji Qianqin: "Prophet? Why did the prophet come? Wait, Honglian, how do you know..."

Ding Yan thought for a while and said, "My prophet radar is ringing."

What is the Prophet Radar? !
After hearing this answer, Ji Qianqin was completely confused.

Because she was so dazed, she even forgot to continue arguing with that girl.

This may also be one of Ji Qianqin's strengths, she seldom remembers troublesome things for too long, and sometimes if she gets angry, she will soon forget it after a while.

She has always had a good personality.

Even if this is good, she may have forced herself to do so.

At this time, she had already forgotten or actively ignored the girl who had quarreled with her before.

She began to cast her eyes on the door.

Soon, not long.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

The sound of the boots stepping on the ground was calm, as elegant and calm as the person who came in from the door at the moment.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker rose and fell slightly with his movements, like an elegant black light dispersing in the air.In addition, he wore a scarf around his neck and carried a handbag in his hand.

Walking on the podium, the man looked at all the curious students in the audience.

As well as the shocked Li Jingwen, Ji Qianqin, and Ding Yan who just woke up and rubbed his eyes.

Under the gaze of the man, the man said: "Good morning, everyone."

"It seems that I missed an interesting debate." He put down his handbag, "Collective and individual, system and part, well, very interesting. Whether it's Qianqin's point of view, or Miss Song Qingci's point of view, I agree I think it fits your personality very well."

Ji Qianqin couldn't help rolling her eyes when her name was called.

On the other side, that girl, or Song Qingci, fell silent.

She looked at the person on the podium, didn't say anything, but thought about something carefully.

After clapping their hands, the people on the podium chuckled and said, "However, we don't need to be too rigid about such subjective things. If you are interested, then I will give you enough time for you to debate carefully." , Use words to break down the opponent's defense line, take advantage of the victory to pursue until the concept of others is crushed, and set up a banner of your own concept in the hearts of others."

After this paragraph came to an end, that person looked around at everyone again.

His voice is gentle and soothing, giving people a very calm feeling: "I am the teacher of this class, and I am also the 'Honorary Professor' of the school. As for my real name, because the name taboo has power, so my habit is not to expose it blindly."

He said, adjusted his scarf, and said with a smile: "Of course, you can call me 'Prophet'."

prophet?

Most of the people looked at each other, and at the same time saw curiosity in each other's eyes.

Song Qingci, on the other hand, turned to look at Ji Qianqin and the others, and then quickly turned back.

In the sight of everyone, the Prophet lightly tapped on the table: "Let's stop the meaningless discussion for now. In fact, I hope our communication can improve you."

"So, let's start class."

As he said that, he turned around, and while writing something on the blackboard, he said: "I won't take too many classes, because one stage should do one stage. However, I will try my best to put what I think Teach you what is important to you, so that you can climb the mountains of heaven and ford the rivers of fate."

"So, in this class we mainly study two main things."

The Prophet stopped the chalk.

All eyes were on the blackboard.

The words on the blackboard are elegant and clear, which looks very seductive.

Under the watchful eyes, the Prophet gently clapped his hands.

He said lightly: "First of all, the first content is to learn about alien species, that is, what we have to deal with monsters..."

"Birth."

(End of this chapter)