Dawn of the Super Seminary

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In a ward of a certain hospital in Juxia City, Mu Xingchen was lying unconscious on a hospital bed. There was a female policeman guarding the bedside.

People who didn't know this situation would have thought that the wounded man with his face covered in gauze was a criminal. The police were watching him when he came to the hospital.

At this time, Mu Xingchen looked as if he was dead, motionless and not even breathing.

The whole person seemed as silent as death, but the medical equipment on the side showed that he did still have a heartbeat and his vital signs were intact.

This made Qilin a little confused. How could a living person not have a breath?

She was lying in front of the psychopath just now and saw that this guy had no breathing sound at all.

This is the first time she has seen this situation in her entire life.

After all, the living person was not breathing, but the medical equipment showed that his heart rate was normal, and his blood oxygen and blood pressure were also normal.

What exactly is going on?

Although she couldn't understand the current state of this psychopath, she could only wait silently now.

After all, this was a task assigned to her by her team leader, the tall policeman.

What Qilin didn't know was that Mu Xingchen was now in a state of suspended animation.

To put it simply, Mu Xingchen's consciousness temporarily went to another place.

And his body is in a silent and closed state, which is commonly known as suspended animation.

But it's normal that she doesn't understand this. After all, she didn't major in medicine when she went to university.

In a pure white world created by spiritual power, Mu Xingchen was lying on the ground motionless.

And that pure white strange world is naturally Mu Xingchen's sea of ​​consciousness, that is, his dark plane.

In that white space, Carlos was sitting cross-legged next to the unconscious Mu Xingchen, waiting for him to wake up.

However, he had been waiting for a long time, and this brat just couldn't wake up from his coma.

Finally, Carlos couldn't stand Mu Xingchen's "pretending to be dead" anymore, so he turned his hand and slapped Mu Xingchen on the side of the face.

That "snap" slap hit Mu Xingchen's face. No one knew how strong Carlos's hand was, and Mu Xingchen sat up immediately from the slap.

However, just as he was about to yell at the person who slapped him in the face, he saw his master standing next to him.

He knew who slapped him without even thinking about it.

So, Mu Xingchen said a few words to Carlos helplessly.

"Master, why are you hitting me for no reason? Oh, right? Where am I? I remember I was knocked down by the gangster with a bottle just now. Why are you here? Where am I? Master?"

When Mu Xingchen saw the pure white world he was in, he was quite confused.

"This is your sea of ​​consciousness. In the words of Kamigawa civilization, this is your dark plane, a place that only you can enter and exit."

Carlos also generously explained Mu Xingchen's doubts to his apprentice.

But Mu Xingchen didn't seem to understand anymore. He scratched his head and didn't say anything about standing up. He just tilted his neck and asked his master.

"Dark plane? But I think it's bright and white here, and it's not dark at all? Also, Master, since you said this is a place only I can enter and exit, how did you get in?"

"Nonsense, you think you can enter your own dark plane without me? Do you think you can enter this place whenever you want? Let me tell you, don't say you are just an ordinary person now, even if you have special Gene’s super warrior, you can’t enter this dark plane anytime you want.”

Seeing that this kid didn't understand anything, Carlos felt helpless, but he still gave him an answer.

After all, this is his descendant, so he can't be too mean to this kid.

"Um...that's it..."

After being scolded by Carlos, Mu Xingchen did not dare to ask random questions and could only nod blindly.

In fact, he didn't understand what his master said at all, but seeing his master's unhappy look, he could only pretend to understand.

Carlos just glanced at Mu Xingchen with dissatisfied eyes and said nothing more.

Seeing that his master was silent, Mu Xingchen ignored him and stood up holding on to the white ground, then looked around.

Just when he was confused as to why the dark plane was white, he suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

So he immediately knelt down and asked his ghost master.

"By the way, Master, wasn't I knocked down by that gangster leader with a wine bottle? Now that I appear in some dark plane, there won't be any problems with me in the real world, right?"

When Mu Xingchen asked this, Carlos didn't mean to refuse the answer. He sighed softly and said.

"Don't worry, after entering the dark plane, your body will enter a closed state, which is what you people on earth call suspended animation. There will be no problem."

"That's right. Master, if I want to go back to the real world, how should I leave this dark plane?"

Mu Xingchen nodded as if he understood, and then asked an important question that he thought was reasonable.

"Why are you in a hurry to go back? You have been sent to the hospital by that little policewoman. You are lying in the ward after being bandaged. Why are you in a hurry to go back?"

When Carlos saw that this brat was thinking of leaving, he also said something dissatisfied to him.

After all, he pulled this kid's consciousness into the sea of ​​dark plane consciousness, so he must have something to arrange for him.

But he only wants to return to the real world. Isn't this disrespectful to him as a master? It's really annoying.

"Oh, then don't go back yet..."

Mu Xingchen saw that his ghost master seemed to want to keep him in this pure white world. He felt that the other party was looking for him for something, so he had to ask.

"By the way, Master, you brought me into this dark plane. Do you have anything to give me?"

"Isn't this nonsense? If nothing happens, can I drag you in here?"

As he said that, Carlos glared at Mu Xingchen angrily, because this so-called descendant of his was indeed a little dull, which made him a little unhappy.

"Master, if you have any orders, just tell me, and my disciple will definitely do it!"

Although Mu Xingchen was unhappy with his incompetent master who refused to come to the rescue, on the surface he didn't dare to do anything too much and could only pretend to be a good disciple.

"Where do you have the nerve to say that? Huh? You can't even beat a few street gangsters, but you have the nerve to say that you can do things for me?"

Carlos glared at Mu Xingchen who was squatting in front of him with some dissatisfaction.

There was no way, he just couldn't accept that his reincarnation was such a novice, that he would be beaten down by a gangster with a bottle of wine.

This is simply embarrassing him!

Hearing the tone of his ghost master, Mu Xingchen, who was already dissatisfied with him, couldn't help it. He stood up and pointed at Carlos and started to complain.

"Then it's all your fault! I told you to help me a long time ago, but you just don't care about me! Now I'm almost beaten to death with a wine bottle. As a master, you don't want to stand up for your apprentice, you know. Put the responsibility on me, right?”