The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

Never test humanity.

If allowed by the so-called authority and given a fig leaf, the spread of atrocities will be faster than the plague.

Shen Mian and Cynthia looked at each other, feeling cold in their hearts.

"How long will it take for the nearest army to reach Changjuntai?"

It stands to reason that Changjuntai is a military fortress, and its location is naturally a military secret. However, due to urgency, Shen Mian asked directly.

Cynthia looked at the restless freshmen in the field and said coldly: "One day."

"Whether it's the Sixth Legion or those morons on the Military Council."

Shen Mian couldn't help but sigh: "It's too cruel. I'm afraid that I will be hindered when I take over. Let us fight among ourselves first."

They both knew who they were talking about.

"At the beginning of the establishment of the empire, the Temple of Light took over the management of superpowers. At that time, apart from the Imperial Royal Academy and the Temple Oratory, only Chang Juntai, who was at the forefront of the fight against the Zerg, was eligible to recruit high-potential superpowers."

Cynthia's voice was heavy with pride.

"Therefore, although his reputation is not obvious, Chang Juntai's research on supernatural powers has always been at the forefront of the empire."

"With a big family and a big business, it is inevitable that others will covet you," Shen Mian sighed softly. "With the queen's life and death uncertain, the people below her began to fight for power and profit."

"Completely occupying Changjuntai is not something that a cat or a dog can do. Maybe their purpose is to take advantage of the chaos to search for research information, provoke civil strife and make the freshmen kill each other, weaken Changjuntai's strength, and also disgust people along the way. "

Cynthia said coldly: "The men of the Empire are disgusting enough, and there is no need to show their presence in any additional way."

After just saying a few words, the students who were near the door were pushed back by the security guard maintaining order at the door.

This was not the case in the past few hours.

Students who are blocked usually just sit back down with a smile.

But now, they started pushing and intimidating the guards.

Shen Mian said calmly: "Take the prefects and go to your grade meeting to maintain discipline. If you don't show up, they will only become more uneasy without a leader."

"I know that, but we are classmates with a strong relationship," Cynthia gritted her teeth. "You are still semi-strangers who have only known each other for twenty days, and there are a lot of imperial men in your class..."

People can only empathize with the experiences of people of the same gender.

At other ages, the female-to-male ratio is 6:1. If you see anomalies occurring more often in females, it is inevitable that they will be harmed by other things. Adding to the friendship between classmates, you may not be unable to be moved emotionally.

However, the ratio of freshmen to boys is 13:7, and the top female strength has been reduced by half. Everyone is now half-baked, and a few boys have begun to stir up trouble. Chaos has already emerged.

If Cynthia leaves, only Shen Mian will face this situation.

It's easier said than done.

Shen Mian sighed: "There are still faculty and staff in the school. The prince is not here, so you are the backbone of Chang Juntai."

"I only have to guard the gate here. It's not much easier than you. If you really care about me, leave more guards for me."

On one side of the auditorium, there was a bustle of people, anxious and noisy. Han Feng, Xia Qingsong, the prefects and guards maintained order with dark faces.

On the other side of them was a temporarily transformed medical corner. Nearly a hundred freshmen were lying quietly in the medical monitoring cabin, with only the whispers of two people and the beeps from the equipment from time to time.

Cynthia waved, and a tall figure with a stern expression walked past the noisy students and came to Cynthia.

Just as she was about to salute, Cynthia quickly stopped her and said to Shen Mian: "Aunt Wang, she is the captain of the personal guard sent by the palace to protect my safety. Each of the personal guards is a good soldier. I will assign one hundred and fifty of them to you..."

These well-trained soldiers can only be said to be barely adequate when facing more than [-] panicked and helpless students when it comes to ensuring the safety of the vast majority of people.

Shen Mian has not yet breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard Aunt Wang say in a cold voice: "It is absolutely impossible to disperse the guards. The first priority of the guards is to ensure your safety, the crown prince."

Cynthia wanted to say something else, but was interrupted.

"Your Majesty, you are the prince's only heir. To tell the ugly truth, if you die, the prince's inheritance will be taken away by those castrates in the empire. The consequences of this incident will have a greater impact on Districts 25-27 than our loss of Chang Jun. Taiwan is a thousand times or ten thousand times more serious."

"I will be punished for my disobedience, but now all of our personal guards will never leave you."

Cynthia was trembling with anger: "Am I some kind of Pea King? Without a few people to protect me, I will die on the spot?"

Aunt Wang remained silent.

Shen Mian helplessly held up his forehead: "Okay, okay, don't waste time. Don't wait until there are corpses everywhere among the students. You are still here cosplaying with pufferfish. Leave as much as you can for me."

Cynthia turned her eyes to her and lowered her voice: "You are safer than me..."

Shen Mian pretended to be relaxed: "Don't worry, I can't vouch for maintaining order, but it's enough to save your life."

Cynthia sighed: "I don't care if you are my cousin or aunt or nephew. Now we have a life-long friendship. Wait until the Sixth Legion..."

Shen Mian thought to himself: I am already dead, can you give me a copy of your C and other abilities?

Cynthia raised her flag halfway, raised her head, and said with firm eyes: "All prefects and royal guards, follow me."

The impressive guards in black military uniforms, followed by the young prince's heir, walked out of the auditorium that was supposed to be celebrating the end of the prefect election in the eyes of everyone with different emotions.

At this moment, the auditorium fell into silence for a moment.

The moment the door closes.

Looking at only seventy or eighty guards wearing school uniforms, Shen Mian sighed heavily.

The spirit of these school guards who have been facing stupid military students all year round is much worse than those of the Guards who are willing to live and die if they don't obey.

The few boys blocking the door became even more arrogant.

A man was the first to break the silence: "We can't wait here to die!"

Several men echoed:

"That's right, the Military Commission has asked us to protect ourselves, what authority do you have to detain us!"

"I want to go home! I don't want to stay with these time bombs that can explode at any time!"

One man even pointed at the silent guard and cursed loudly:

"My master has run away, why are you police dogs pretending to be loyal! Don't take me with you if you are too cheap!"

"I have the unlimited right to self-defense. Let me see who dares to stop me!"

After saying that, he raised his fist, which was shining with supernatural light, and smashed it directly into the face of a guard.

The men who caused the trouble took the opportunity to rush forward.

Behind them, there were many students watching silently.

They all seemed to be waiting for something.

however.

"[Ominous for receiving the country]——"

"what!!!"

The boy who was throwing punches was stabbed through the lungs by a gun and nailed to the ground.

Blood slowly flowed out from under him.

A dark blue vortex appeared above the empty auditorium, and countless weapons of various shapes protruded from the vortex, ready to go.

The terrifying momentum gave everyone present a premonition of extreme danger.

“Thankfully the auditorium is high enough, otherwise there would be no space to put it there.”

The black-haired boy strolled out of the sea of ​​weapons.

Her voice was exceptionally clear.

"Be quiet and get back to your position. Don't make it difficult for me, okay?"