I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 121 Test
In a bright office, a white-haired old man was looking at the computer screen on his desk with a complicated expression, until another old man pushed the door open and entered.

"Principal, what are you looking at?"

The visitor was holding a report, as if he wanted to report something, but after seeing the old man's complicated expression, he asked in confusion.

"Ah, Professor Frank, my old friend, the rapid passage of time has made us dizzy with new things. The times are about to leave us behind." The old man known as the principal sighed with emotion.

"Speak humanly, Fyodor." Professor Frank said these unceremonious words without expression.

Fyodor was not angry at all, he just complained with a look of embarrassment: "My mailbox, Frank, this damn software didn't prompt me for new emails."

"You have set up not to receive reminders." Frank walked over, glanced at the screen, and replied expressionlessly, adding by the way, "Also, maybe you can not accept so many bad emails, so that you don't Important emails will be ignored."

"Oh~ my old friend, you have no idea how exciting this is, believe me, this is the secret to staying young."

Fyodor calmly dragged a large number of unread emails to the trash can, leaving only the one he was looking at now.

"Magic show? The school board can no longer pay for your enjoyment, and this so-called magic show will not be allowed on campus."

Based on that glance just now, Frank had already clearly understood the content of the email.

It was an email sent by a magician, which roughly meant that he planned to perform a performance here.

This is probably another magician Fyodor met somewhere.

For people like them with extraordinary abilities, magic seems a bit funny. Some tricks that are not worthy of the stage will naturally not be noticed by the school board, let alone be performed in this academy with fine traditions and hundreds of years of history. Performance.

He just pointed this out.

He was very familiar with this old friend who was the principal. Since becoming the principal, he had broken countless traditions and rules to satisfy his own unbridled ideas and endless pleasure hobbies.

This has not only caused the school's funding to increase year after year, but also caused great distress to the school board.

If that's the case, it's nothing, just replace it.

But it is those wild ideas and various hedonistic styles that make him so popular among energetic young people. This makes the school board quite embarrassed and can only exert pressure and restrictions in all aspects. .

Frank maintained a neutral attitude towards this, but the pressure from the school board and the professor's responsibilities forced him to give it a heads-up in a timely manner.

Although this is of no use
"Well, I had expected this. It's just that this email doesn't seem to be asking for our opinions, but that he plans to perform a performance here." Fyodor said helplessly.

Thinking of the young butler he met last time at the Von Hohenfels family manor, he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

"Do you remember the previous report about the attack on the Von Hohenfels family manor? There was a butler named Hermann specifically marked in it."

"Well, I remember that he was an ordinary person who used the extraordinary items given by the Von Hohenfels family to deal with the invaders for a while."

Frank nodded. Although he did not go to that operation and was not familiar with the von Hohenfels family, he had also read the report. This ordinary person who was highlighted would naturally be able to pay attention to it. Arrived.

However, that's about it.

"You mean he sent you this email, and he plans to enter the college to perform a performance at this time without our permission?" Based on what he said before, he also understood the principal's mention of this people's thoughts and draw conclusions.

"He's asking for trouble."

Not to mention the dangerous person who has entered the academy now, just considering the identity of the other person as an ordinary person, it is impossible to cause any waves in this academy full of extraordinary people.

It's okay to be discovered by them. At most, they can send him out and erase the relevant memories.

If you are discovered by those dangerous people, death will be a relatively easy result.

"If this is really the case, that would be great. I'm afraid things might be unexpected." Fiordo whispered to himself.

Frank noticed something strange about his old friend and asked puzzledly: "You seem to attach great importance to him?"

"Kun told me that before he obtained that extraordinary item, he had killed more than one extraordinary person, and his movements were skillful. He was not an ordinary person. Kuhn spoke highly of him."

"I know that there are corresponding inferences in the report. He has a certain degree of training, and his identity is mysterious. The application information is forged. People from the Intelligence Department speculate that he is an ordinary person who pursues extraordinary power. There are many such people. They will all die of disappointment in the end."

"No, not all."

Fiordo suddenly smiled and corrected one of the points in his remarks.

"Okay, not all, but most of them. Do you think he can have such good luck and willpower to accomplish that kind of unimaginable miracle?"

"Until a miracle happens, neither you nor I believe it can happen."

Speaking of this, Fiordo paused, seeming to feel very sorry for the miracle mentioned in their words, but then he changed the topic and joked with a smile: "And don't forget, Frank, You were saved by an ordinary person not long ago."

"He's different."

After a moment of silence, Frank said in a deep voice: "That man is a warrior."

"Indeed." Fyodor also nodded, but still insisted on his opinion, "But he is also very special. I have seen the look in his eyes. On the surface, he looks very easy-going, but in his heart he is an uncompromising person. Guy, and his destiny is very special."

After hearing this, Frank also realized the problem and his expression became serious.

"What did you see? Fyodor?"

"A long life, my old friend."

Fyodor smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he glanced at the report in the professor's hand: "What is that?"

"The students are all here." Professor Frank said, handing over the report, "It's time to start the entrance ceremony, principal."

"Well, it's time to welcome those guys with ulterior motives."

As he spoke, the white-haired old man stood up from his chair, his straight spine showing no signs of aging. He picked up the coat on the coat rack and strode out of the office.

Entrance test.

Wu Shuang was on the train with his two companions in the private room, looking at the classroom in front of him. There were many students who had already entered, who were putting on equipment like VR helmets, and then each lay down in a dormant cabin. in an elliptical device.

"What is this going to do?" Wu Shuang asked Leonardo beside him in confusion.Leonardo, who always knows everything, also gave an explanation: "This is to test the students' spiritual vision level. The stronger the talent and the higher the purity of the bloodline, the higher the spiritual vision level. The academy generally In this way, students’ talent and bloodline are tested.

Once the test starts, the helmet will play a song parsed from the language of the ancient gods. People with spiritual vision will gradually have hallucinations. Don't resist. This is a very safe test. Everyone's hallucinations are different.

That cabin is mainly used to monitor the physical condition of the students to prevent abnormalities. "

"What if it's an ordinary person?"

After hearing this explanation, Wu Shuang tried to ask.

"If it's an ordinary person, then he probably just heard a strange and nice song." Leonardo answered uncertainly.

The more he listened, the more troublesome it became, and he could only think of taking some crooked ways.

"Then what kind of performance can be regarded as good talent?"

"You don't want to cheat, do you?"

Leonardo looked at him with a look that everyone understood.

In this regard, Wu Shuang could only try hard to find excuses: "So many people are watching. If the talent is too poor, wouldn't it be embarrassing? No one wants to let others see the joke."

Around them, there were many freshmen waiting to enter the classroom, all of whom were whispering about things with others.

In addition to this classroom, there are several other classrooms, but they cannot accommodate all the new students, and the new students who have completed the test have not left. They are all here waiting for the test to end.

After hearing his excuse, Leonardo nodded in agreement, but said helplessly: "There's really no way to cheat on this thing. Once you leave the hallucination state, the hatch will open automatically. How to judge talent?" The level of your bloodline depends on the reality of your hallucinations. The helmet will record your hallucinations and back them up as a record, and will not show them to new students, but that doesn't mean that freshmen can't judge other people's talents.

Because everyone's hallucinations are different, the higher the spiritual vision, the more real it is, and the more real the hallucination, the longer it can last.

Look at that young lady from the von Hohenfels family."

Leonardo said, pointing to another classroom, where many freshmen who were taking tests had already come out, but some hatches were not opened, and Sophie was among them.

"Oh, it's almost 10 minutes."

After waiting for a while, Leonardo looked at his watch and sighed.

Others were also talking, but those people were talking not only about Sophie, but also about another person, because there were only two people left in that classroom who were still testing, besides Sophie, there was also a girl. .

Most of the freshmen, who had known Sophie for a long time, were not surprised that she could stay for such a long time. At most, they were sighing, but the remaining one was particularly surprised.

"That one seems to be from China, too. He is the daughter of the Duanmu family. Wow, he is another genius."

Leonardo sighed sadly.

Ning Jian smiled and said: "Speaking of which, it's not impossible to cheat. This test actually has loopholes. The higher the purity of the blood, the stronger the level of spiritual vision and the more real the hallucinations. As long as you become a fallen person, then The hallucinations you can see are definitely stronger than those of all freshmen, of course, I’m just joking.”

But you don't look like you're joking at all and you look at me and say what are you doing? !
Wu Shuang looked at this guy dejectedly, and had already started to think about whether he should fuck this guy directly after the test failed to see what he was made of.

On the other side, the two people in the classroom had already been distinguished. The daughter of the Duanmu family finished the test first. After almost 2 minutes, Sophie came out, but she didn't seem very happy, probably I saw some bad hallucination.

The teacher in charge of testing in the classroom is already urging the new students who have not yet been tested to enter.

Wu Shuang could only bite the bullet and walk in.

He was trying to figure out how to break out later, but fortunately, there were no popular people in his current wave of tests.

Therefore, there were very few freshmen watching from the outside of the classroom. Even the teacher in charge started to greet the next wave of freshmen and prepare for the test after giving instructions.

He touched the hidden pocket of his pants, where the Miracle Hand was placed. Once exposed, he had to take it out and use it in time.

The profit from rushing out is not big, but it is more interesting to raid Ningjian.

Wu Shuang turned his head and glanced at Ning Jian, who was in the cabin next to him. When he looked at him, Ning Jian showed a friendly smile. It really looked like he had just met a friend, but it was just a look. That’s it.

Putting on the helmet, he lay down in the cabin, took a deep breath, and made final preparations for the explosion. One hand had already touched the gloves in the secret pocket.

The hatch was closed and the song was playing, but he gradually fell into a trance, just like the feeling when entering a dream.
Ok?
When he came back to his senses, everything around him had already changed.

This is an endless dense forest, and he is standing on a piece of wasteland in the middle of the dense forest, with a bright full moon above his head, and in front of him is a narrow path sandwiched between dense shrubs.

Looking around, he was surrounded by dark shadows. The moonlight could not shine into the dense forest, and the looming outlines of the trees were like monsters lurking in the shadows, waiting for opportunities to prey on him who was unsuspecting.

interesting.
Can an ordinary person with this identity also enter the hallucination?Or is it also affected by his identity as a detective?After all, it was listening to music, maybe it was the same as seeing that eye.

With this thought in mind, he walked towards the narrow path.

There's no good place to go at the moment anyway, and Leonardo said that this test can guarantee safety.

After walking for a while, I guess it was seven or eight minutes.

Wu Shuang was a little confused as to why he hadn't quit yet. He might not be more powerful than Sophie.

Just when he was trying to give himself a few punches to break away from the hallucination, he suddenly discovered that beside the catwalk in front of him, there was a step extending towards the night sky, as if he could touch the stars, and there was a sword stuck under the step.

Gan. This seems to be his mercy.

Arriving at the bottom of the steps, Wu Shuang looked at the sword, and after confirming that it was the sword he had obtained as a detective, he became even more certain that this was due to the influence of his detective identity.

But the problem is that the hallucinations that detectives usually see are snakes or the deep sea, or the two combined.

Why has it become a forest now?

He grabbed the sword suspiciously, intending to take a break and exit the dream.

But the moment he grabbed the sword, he suddenly heard a voice. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and he didn't know where it came from. He just asked a question very calmly.

"Are you going to hold on to that sword and rush towards the clouds without hesitation, or are you going to forget about that sword and walk back to that dark path with your head down?"

(End of this chapter)