Second World Book

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The Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art is the place where the god of death is cultivated. Only by passing the final assessment can one become the god of death.

Of course, death is definitely not a good job. After all, the death rate is so high that some nobles actually look down on them. After all, their lives are very precious. How can they fight against dangerous ghosts?

As for those who signed up from Liuhun Street, even if they could eventually become gods of death, they would be nothing more than cannon fodder. After all, their final achievements were determined by their starting point, and it was difficult for them to really stand out.

Senior Graduation Group!

Have you heard? There is a transfer student!

A transfer student? Is it a grade skipping?

That's right, but he's so awesome. He jumped into our class from not reading anything. The boy who said this was indignant. He definitely came in through the back door. Be willing to pretend, all evil nobles!

Hey, you don't know yet, do you? I heard that that guy is the younger brother of the captain of the fourth division, and he is known as the ultimate genius who is once in a million years! Disdain and jealousy flashed in the eyes of the boy who said this, but He didn't dare to criticize Unohana. Although his family was also a nobleman, they were minor nobles.

real or fake?

So dragging?

I want to teach that ultimate genius who is rare in ten thousand years a lesson!

Suddenly a voice rang out, and the others fell silent, looking at the bully boy in the corner in fear.

Not only because this high school bully with a smug face is very violent, they can't beat them together, but also because the other party is a member of the upper class nobles of the soul world.

At this time, a teacher came in, and the class was very quiet, which is very good.

Because of special circumstances, our class will join a temporary transfer student! He will make himself a group.

Wait a minute, teacher! The boys in the last row raised their hands.

Student Shiba, do you have any questions? The teacher asked by name.

The boy named Zhibo stood up and said, Teacher, what do you mean by your own group?

In Reaper, there are actually three groups of people, even he is no exception, but this newcomer, not only didn't start from the first-year group, but jumped directly to the graduation group, and is he alone? Who does he think he is?

The teacher explained: It means that he only belongs to our class in name, but his classes are out of sync with you, because he has to finish all your previous courses within three months.

...What?! Everyone in the class was stunned, how could such a thing be possible?

New classmate, please come in! The teacher said politely.

Crack——!

The shoji door was pushed open, and an extremely handsome young man came out, wearing a very loose white robe, the sword was pinned to the back of the waist, and because of the V-neck, one-third of the muscles in front of the chest were exposed. , very insolent.

As for why Lin Mo came to Zhenyang Lingju Academy, it was because Uzhihua asked him what he wanted to do.

He replied that he wanted to go to school, so Unozhihua used the rights of the captain to directly let Lin Mo enter the graduation group. She believed that Lin Mo could create the shortest graduation time, and no one could surpass it.

Yeah——!!! The girls in the class screamed when they saw it, they were so handsome, their eyes turned into love, and their faces were full of obsession.

Damn it! This pretender! The boys in the class were immediately angry, how handsome he is, how messed up they are!

My name is Lin Mo! I didn't want to have a good relationship with you guys. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do, and don't come to me if you have something to do. Lin Mo spoke arrogantly and independently, even the teachers around him were surprised, and the boys clenched their fists , As for the girls, there was another wave of screaming.

Ahem! Classmate Lin Mo is very humorous! You sit there for now! The teacher coughed dryly and was obviously shocked by the thunder, pointing to the last row.

Lin Mo nodded, walked over with his handbag in his hand, completely ignoring the nympho and angry eyes along the way, came to his seat, then took out his laptop, and began to look at the information on it as if no one else was there.

This is the Lingzi Notebook. Lin Mo went to the research institute a few times later, and told Senshoumaru his creative idea. Senshoumaru thought it was very good, so the bug-level manufacturing capability was created in just half a day. The first small Lingon laptop.

Lin Mo looked at the information, and the other students were curious, surprised, and confused. What is this?

I've never seen it before, but it looks so awesome.

The boy named Zhibo glanced at the information on the monitor, and immediately recognized that it was the textbook for the second group of the school year. This guy actually studied the materials of the lower grades in class?

Also, is the sword on the back belt Zanpakuto? Lin Mo reads the information very quickly, and can read all the lines at a glance, and the most complicated data can be easily interpreted and used flexibly, and he can also draw inferences from one instance.

The teacher on the stage was very helpless. He said hello, as long as he didn't disturb other students, he didn't need to worry about it, and it was unknown whether he would appear in his class in the future.

But... the teacher called by name: Student Zhibo, please answer the teacher's question just now.

What? Zhibo was dumbfounded for a moment. He was so busy observing Lin Mo and his computer that he didn't pay attention to what the teacher was saying.

Isn't it? Then just stand and listen to the class. The teacher said indifferently.

Yes—! Student Zhibo said helplessly, this was the first time he was punished to stand, and it was all because of him!

Soon the class ends, because it is a graduation group, there are actually very few cultural courses, and the next class is chopping!

Stop! Just as Lin Mo picked up his notebook and was about to leave, Zhibo slapped the table and shouted.

Huh? Lin Mo turned around suspiciously and pointed at himself.

Of course it's you! Bastard, have you forgotten that I was punished to stand before? Zhibo shouted angrily.

What does that have to do with me? I told you, don't come to me if you have anything to do, I'm very busy. Lin Mo's attitude ignited the other party's anger.

My name is Zhibo Isshin! I want to fight your sword skills! It's the next class, do you dare? Zhibo boy said loudly, and the other students stopped and watched the excitement.

Lin Mo was taken aback, and looked carefully at the young man in front of him. Years is really a ruthless butcher's knife. Is this really the uncle who picked his feet after the plot started? ..