Archdemon

In the blink of an eye, this semester is about to end. After several months of training and learning, Huo Ling's body is like inflated, and even his height has jumped up a lot.

Huo Ling, who is now 180 years old, has a body of tendons and is full of strength but not bloated.

The course is over, and the next is a week-long break, which is a time for students to rest well and adjust their status.

Huo Ling carried his schoolbag and jogged towards home.

"…It was 6:11 pm on June 7th. The eleventh large-scale permanent spiritual military base of Daxia was officially completed. The list of the first batch of troops to be stationed there has been determined. It is understood that the list includes..."

"Roujiamo! Roujiamo! Three yuan each!"

"..."

Running through the busy streets, listening to the sounds from various speakers in the street shops.

These could not stop Huo Ling's steps. In June, even at six o'clock, the sun had been scorching the ground all day, and the temperature was still very alarming.

He crossed the road, quickly hid in the shadow of the building, and ran along the road.

Soon, an old community appeared in front of him. On an arc-shaped iron frame, there were several rusty large characters "Guangming Community".

Taking three steps at a time, Huo Ling rushed up the corridor and opened the door of his home on the fourth floor.

His parents had not yet finished get off work. His two younger brothers, one in junior high school, was living in the school dormitory, and the other in elementary school, should have just finished school and were on their way back.

Huo Ling opened an old refrigerator, which had been with the family for at least ten years.

He found some ingredients and started cooking.

His parents' factory did not provide dinner, so every time Huo Ling came home, he would prepare dinner for them.

Children of poor families grow up early.

This is hardly a compliment.

It is true that children of poor families start working early. If there is a choice, who would want to start working at a young age?

At more than seven o'clock, his parents and his third brother had returned home, and the family of four sat at the dining table and ate quietly.

There were three simple dishes and one soup on the table.

Home-cooked tofu, fried pork belly with peppers, scrambled eggs with bitter melon, and seaweed egg soup.

Huo Ling's cooking skills are pretty good. After all, he has been helping with housework since he was a child. In addition, he worked part-time in a restaurant before and learned some skills from the chef in the kitchen.

At the dinner table, Huo Liren finished his meal first. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at Huo Ling and his brother.

"A Ling, I bought something for you. It's in your room. Open it later and see if it fits."

"Okay."

Huo Ling quickly took two bites, ended today's dinner battle, and returned to the room.

Huo Ling's room is very small. Apart from a bed, there is not much space left. After putting a desk, there are many books in other places.

There is a cardboard box on the ground. When he opened it, he found a stab-proof suit inside.

Huo Ling opened the package and looked at the brand. It is a well-known brand. This stab-proof suit costs at least more than 10,000 yuan.

The combined income of parents is only more than 4,000 yuan a month. It is very difficult to support the whole family and grandparents in their hometown with this money.

It may take many years to save up this more than 10,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Huo Ling couldn't help but clench the stab-proof suit in his hand.

This is a thought from his parents, but from the spiritual knowledge Huo Ling learned, its role is quite limited.

There are only a handful of attacks in the spirit world that can be blocked by this kind of ordinary stab-proof clothing.

When Huo Ling really needs to fight, what he should do is to find the right time to commit suicide to prevent himself from suffering unpredictable torture.

…

A week passed quickly, and after saying goodbye to his family, Huo Ling came to school.

Today is the day to awaken the spirit. The school is full of people. Today, the students in the regular class did not come to class. Now the school is full of students who are going to awaken the spirit.

There are also a lot of cars at the school gate, and many parents drive their children to school.

"Huo Ling!"

A voice came from a long distance.

Huo Ling turned his head and saw that it was his deskmate Ren Zhengyang, who was also running towards him.

Unlike Huo Ling, who had nothing, Ren Zhengyang was fully equipped with various equipment and a lot of odds and ends.

"You are wearing a stab-proof clothing too!" Ren Zhengyang's eyes were still very sharp, and he saw the stab-proof clothing under Huo Ling's coat at a glance.

"Um

. "

"Look, I'm wearing stab-proof pants!" Ren Zhengyang rolled up his trouser legs with a youthful heart, revealing the stab-proof pants inside.

Huo Ling had long been accustomed to this guy, so he didn't feel anything. Ren Zhengyang's family was considered a small middle-class family with a store, and they lived a relatively comfortable life.

"Here, this is for you."

As he said, Ren Zhengyang took out a small bag and threw it over.

"What is this?"

Huo Ling took the black bag and asked while unzipping it.

"Survival kit! Big brother treats you well!"

Ren Zhengyang put his arm around Huo Ling's shoulders, and all kinds of equipment on his body jingled and clanged.

Huo Ling opened the survival kit, which contained a lot of things, several sharp knives, a first aid kit, a rope, a fire starter, and some other miscellaneous tools.

A very good survival kit!

"Not bad...you are really a good big brother! "

Huo Ling chuckled, and he was willing to shout this.

This small survival kit looks inconspicuous, but it would cost at least a thousand yuan to buy.

Although Ren Zhengyang is a bit unreliable, he is indeed a good brother.

Next, the class teacher quickly gathered the students in the class and got on a bus.

Awakening the spirit is a dangerous thing, and it cannot be done casually in school. You have to go to a special place.

The students sat on the bus, excitedly talking about the awakening spirit and looking forward to the wonderful life after gaining extraordinary.

The class teacher on the bus also looked at these students with a smile, but when he thought that at least half of the students in this bus would not come back alive, his smile could not help but slowly fade. Converge.

After more than two hours of trekking, the bus convoy finally arrived at a base far away from the city.

This is the Qiling base, where a battalion of the Great Xia Army is stationed to protect the base and the students who will be in the next Qiling.

Shixi City is just a small county town with five high schools in the city. This time, more than 3,000 people came to participate in the Qiling.

As more and more buses gathered, it became noisy.

The students were taken into a classroom, and the head teacher came in with a crystal ball the size of a pomegranate.

The students stared at the ball in the teacher's hand with curiosity.

"Students, this is the simulator of the Qiling ball you will use next. Let me show you how to use it."

The head teacher operated the Qiling ball simulator on the podium. This is a special demonstration and does not have a real effect.

The students also stared at the teacher's demonstration movements intently, which is related to the key to their next Qiling.