Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

Jiang Buyou laughed loudly on the other end of the phone.

He is proficient in lip language, and he can tell what Zhong Yuan and Lan Cang are talking about at a glance.

I have never seen such a funny thing.

Hurry up, save it, and take a look when you're in a bad mood.

The cat Zhong Yuan was ridiculed, he couldn't help flicking his tail, and said with a dark face, "I think she has no blood, so I kindly persuade her! Who knew she would use a mental attack on me!"

Jiang Buyou heard a hint of helplessness and grievance in his tone, and he could hardly hold back on the other end of the phone.

"I'm sorry... I can't help it! It's so funny, hahahahaha!"

He laughed for more than ten seconds, finally finished laughing, and asked, "Can you call me?"

That’s how fast Zhong Yuan, the cat, answers the phone when he calls him.

Because talking to this cat, using rationality and common sense, will not cause any disputes, and it is easy to talk.

Cat Zhong Yuan said, "The situation of the girl I played against is not very good. It seems that she has been affected by severe sequelae. Can you find a psychiatrist?"

Jiang Buyou was deeply impressed by Lan Cang's problems, and said leisurely, "The reverse mental pollution will recover after a while. In fact, she shouldn't use that ability anymore, and she has caused the trouble herself."

As he said that, he was a little curious about what hallucination Lan Cang had seen.

Cat Zhong Yuan said, "It's not some kind of mental pollution. Her team leader said it was the sequelae of a mental breakdown."

Jiang Buyou was startled, and his tone suddenly became serious, "Mental breakdown? Are you sure? This is the ability to commit suicide together! You were at the first scene, did you feel her attack?"

The cat Zhong Yuan said helplessly, "I don't know, she missed me. However, I can indeed feel that she launched a powerful mental attack."

Jiang Buyou said solemnly, "Understood. I'll send someone there right away. Also, ask Feng Qing to refresh her status. Maybe it won't work, but it's better than nothing."

Unknowingly, the team leader of Peizhen Academy stopped making trouble, and just stared blankly at the black cat.

The tactician who persuaded him to ask for a cat said in a low voice, "Let me just say, this cat can help you out. Hey, it is much more efficient than those four old guys. One call to the headquarters for rescue. "

The leader of Peizhen Academy excitedly said, "The person who talked to it just now is really a young commander? They actually make sense?"

The tactical expert said proudly, "Aside from the young commander, who else can communicate with this cat?"

At this moment, the cat Zhong Yuan had already picked up the microphone and started broadcasting to find someone.

Everyone in the stadium heard the unbearable meowing.

"Meow meow meow~" Feng Qing, come to the referee's seat, there is something urgent!

In the rest area, Feng Qing's eyelids twitched when he heard the cat meowing on the radio.

what's going on?

Cat Zhong Yuan ran to the referee's seat?

Looking at court No. 3 again, the deity Zhong Yuan seemed to be discussing something with the referee.

So Feng Qing said to Gu Yan, "Director Gu, I went to the referee's seat to check the situation. The cat seems to have run over."

Gu Yan was also a little anxious, afraid that the mascot of the college would be taken away by the organizing committee, so he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and bring the cat back."

"knew."

After a few minutes, the team leader of Peizhen Academy was shocked to see that Feng Qing had really come.

Just meow a few times on the radio, and here he comes!

Daring, am I the only one who can't understand what the cat is saying?

And Feng Qing was also speechless when he saw the cat Zhong Yuan.

Who made the high-end cat litter?

We are playing games outside, and you are domineering and partying inside to enjoy!

Just as he was about to take away the cat and its litter, the leader of Peizhen Academy hurried forward and said, "Feng Qing, please save Lan Cang from our academy!"

Lancang?

The flat-chested chick trying to control Zhong Yuan?

Feng Qing said reluctantly, "Didn't the medical department go to treat her?"

The team leader pleaded, "They can't cure it. Please, please give her a retrograde."

Feng Qing looked at Zhong Yuan the cat, and snorted coldly, "So you're looking for me for this matter?"

"Meow~"

There is already a tacit agreement.

Mew once for yes, meow twice for no.

So, Feng Qing sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go and see the situation."

In the live broadcast room, Cheng Yunxiu frowned slightly, and said, "There seems to be something wrong with the third field. Lan Cang still couldn't stand up after treatment. I seemed to hear a cat meowing in the field just now. Old Cui, you Did you hear that?"

Cui Qusheng affirmed, saying, "I called three times."

Cheng Yun said half-jokingly, "It doesn't seem likely that the referee's seat has been taken over by the black cat players, right? Ask the cameraman to take a close-up shot of the referee's seat."

The cameraman did not meet her small request.

Because, Feng Qing has followed the leader of Peizhen Academy to the third venue.

The camera continues to follow.

Seeing this, Cheng Yun said in surprise, "It's Feng Qing from Chengying Academy. He walked to the side of the stretcher. It seems that Zhong Yuan said a few words to him."

Then, I saw Feng Qing shaking his head, expressing that he was helpless.

Backtracking cannot heal mental damage, even if the state is refreshed, the exhausted mental power cannot be replenished.

Mental trauma has always been healed, not cured.

Feng Qing's judgment can be regarded as the judgment of the top medical department in China.

In the arena, he slightly pushed down his sunglasses, looked at Lan Cang a few more times, and whispered to Zhong Yuan, "There is only one year left."

Lan Cang's physique is very poor. In order to transform, he absorbs too many crystals and consumes too much life, so his life span is not long. Now that his mental strength is exhausted, his physical body is also exhausted. Even if he uses the life support device, he still can't survive.

Zhong Yuan was also shocked, and frowned, "One year?"

Feng Qing said lightly, "Let's go, don't worry about it so much."

At this time, the team leader of Peizhen Academy suddenly rushed to Zhong Yuan, his eyes were wet, and he choked up and asked, "Zhong Yuan! What did you do? You forced her to use the last hole card! She won't do this unless she is in a desperate situation! You know I don't know how much she has suffered and worked hard these years!"

The referee's expression changed, and he said sharply, "Peizhen Academy, leave the field immediately and don't threaten the contestants!"

The team leader wiped away his tears and hurriedly defended, "I'm not threatening, I just want to know the truth!"

"The arena is not a place for you to seek the truth." The referee said solemnly, "If you have a problem, ask the tactical team for research and judgment! One more warning, leave the arena immediately!"

However, the team leader was overwhelmed by grief and insisted on Zhong Yuan explaining.

He just didn't leave, and the referee had no choice but to show a yellow card blankly.

Yes, the team leader will also get cards, and the punishment is stronger than that of the players. Once they get cards, all the players in the academy will get cards.

The team leader showed disbelief, and opened his mouth, wanting to appeal, but afraid of getting another yellow card.

Several people from Peizhen Academy panicked, rushed into the field to drag the team leader away, and apologized repeatedly to the referee.

Feng Qing pulled Zhong Yuan back to the rest area with a cold face.

You know you've met a bad woman.

After checking her state, it was obviously a sequela of a nervous breakdown.

Rubbish! Trying to die with Zhong Yuan?

Fortunately, she didn't succeed!

In fact, Feng Qing was already in a cold sweat secretly.

Even if Zhong Yuan has no life span, once his will is wiped out, he will die...

Now, Lan Cang is finished, but Zhong Yuan is fine. If someone still wants to use mental breakdown to deal with him, they must consider the success rate of success.

Feng Qing couldn't help but said, "It's a beautiful win!"

Zhong Yuan muttered speechlessly, "I obviously didn't do anything..."