Special A-level danger warning

When waiting for the world consciousness to be found again, ten years have passed in Feng Xinzhi's world.

Ten years have left only faint traces on Feng Xinzhi's body, his figure has become more slender and slender, the ends of his long brown and black hair hanging down to his waist are softly raised, and his eyes are full of clear and charming colors.

The hair is pinned behind the ears, revealing a jade-like white side face, and the eyes seem to have divine peace and tranquility, so holy and smudged into the gorgeous wind, bringing a feeling that directly feeds the soul Impact.

Feng Xinzhi, who only wore a plain white bathrobe, leaned on the couch with his hands propped up, his slender hair brushed his neck, vaguely covering his collarbone, and his clear voice was mixed with a little carelessness.

"Adjust the timeline?"

His tone was very light, and he could not perceive the real thoughts contained in it at all, and his eyes were so calm that there were no emotional ups and downs.

World awareness: "Because the death of the astral body is inevitable and irreversible in the development of this world." Therefore, the only thing that can be adjusted as much as possible is the timeline.

The death of the astral body is the initial inducement of the double defection line, and it is also part of the cause and effect of participating in the formation of this world, which belongs to the category of the root and cannot be changed.

Feng Xinzhi rested his cheek with one hand: "Oh? It's a pity that we can't see them completely blackened."

That's what I said, but there is no pity at all.

World Awareness: "..."

It's okay for you to see it.

Ten years ago, you have already confirmed that you will not stop them from becoming villains, and ten years later, you still look like you don't care. You are lucky if you don't defect to those two guys.

"So, please."

Even if you can't pull them back from the road of blackening, don't let these two guys wreak havoc everywhere like runaway sled dogs.

"Tired, let's destroy" this kind of speech should not be said by a mentally healthy world consciousness, it wants to struggle a little bit more, damn it.

Feng Xinzhi didn't say he agreed or denied it, but took the authority given by the world consciousness to operate casually, and set his new identity in obedience to the rare evil taste.

World Consciousness silently spread his thoughts aside: Isn't this identity really... Deception?

What if the ideas taught by those two dangerous guys become even more dangerous.

It's not that it is worrying blindly, but judging from Feng Xinzhi's attitude of not caring about anything ten years later, this is completely possible.

It vaguely touched the non-existent forehead, and felt that it was particularly desolate there.

……

Astroplasma mission failed, two months later.

The second-grade head teacher, Ye Mozheng, stared at the two bad students who were sitting upright, and thought, "It's a good thing that the only girl was caught in the glass because she was a nanny and couldn't go on missions with these two problem students at any time, so she was led crookedly." is still within the controllable range.

He cleared his throat: "You two correct your attitude, the new teacher transferred from the Kyoto school is here today, please don't embarrass the Tokyo school, especially you! Enlightenment!"

The two students below, Gojo Wu looked up at the ceiling, Xia Youjie couldn't see his smile, and he didn't restrain himself at all because of Ye Mozhengdao's words.

Two bad students are unhappy.

"New teacher, I'm from the Kyoto school, I don't have any impression at all, maybe it's an unimportant role..."

"Wu, even if there is no difference, you still have to respect the teacher."

Listening to their talk, Ye Mo Zhengdao recalled the appearance of the teacher transferred from the Kyoto school, and felt that the other party must have a way to deal with these two lawless little bastards, so he simply left without even looking at them.

Before closing the door, he was still a little worried and told him again: "Be honest, that teacher has an unusual status."

In the handover between the senior management of the Kyoto school and the Tokyo school, even Master Tian Yuan in the high school barrier gave instructions to obey the other party, and it is necessary to treat it with caution.

The two disobedient students were rarely honest for more than ten minutes under the repeated emphasis of Noctua, and then they were surprised to find that the new teacher was late for class.

"According to my experience, this must be a slap in the face!" A certain white hair reasoned wildly, "That guy is guilty of treating the strongest us like this, and feels that he is completely unqualified for the title of the strongest teacher with his own level!"

Xia Youjie squinted at him and said nothing.

After a while, I finally found out that it was not the new teacher who was late, but that the two who released the pigeons looked at each other tacitly, and decided to happily go to Noctuid to complain.

Feng Xinzhi, who was teaching alone in the dissecting room specially configured by the high school, didn't care at all about skipping the class of the two problem students.

Why did he go to Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie?Miss Glass is much easier to get along with than the other two bad DKs, so he doesn't want to make trouble for himself.

Feng Xinzhi, who had changed into a pure white doctor's uniform, straightened the neat cuffs a little, and her slender knuckles smoothly penetrated into the rubber gloves, and a strand of slender hair that was pinned behind the ears was still hanging down on her chest. He gently pushed back.

Jia Ruozi blew a whistle, stroked his chin and thought: "I feel like I'm missing a pair of glasses."

The overwhelming sense of abstinence.

Feng Xinzhi, who had caught up with the other party's brain circuit, didn't care about this, and continued to say along with Nitzi's words: "If you wear glasses, you might feel like a gentle scum."

Nitro picks up a cigarette: "You said it yourself, I didn't mean it."

"Then give up on the idea of ​​putting Wutiao's sunglasses on for me to wear, my classmate."

"Hey, how did you guess what I was thinking?" Jia Ruzi, who had found out his little thoughts, quickly lowered his head, "No problem, teacher, I will support you mentally when those two boys hate you in the future."

"We'll talk about unhealthy topics later." Feng Xinzhi tugged on his uniform, allowing him to loosen the tight neckline a little, "Even if I'm not very good at instructing students, I will still be more serious during teaching time."

"Are you really not calling those two guys?"

"If they want to come, they will take the initiative to find them." It's fine if they don't come, and it shouldn't be a big problem to adopt the stocking model.

Feng Xinzhi was indifferent, he glanced at Nitrogen.

Nitro, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his hand consciously: "Does the teacher want a cigarette too?"

"No, I just suddenly remembered something."

Jiarui Niuzi is at the same level as Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie. He had a lot of contact with Miss Niuzi after studying in a college, so he naturally knew something about their college days.

Feng Xinzhi slightly turned the blade of the scalpel in his hand, and slowly cut open the mantra that was restrained on the dissecting table, and the scalpel under the shadowless lamp gave off a cold light.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, as if he meant something.

"Since it is the strongest, it should be more presumptuous."

Anyway, other people have no room and qualifications to question it.

He wasn't referring to Wujo Wu, he was talking about Xia Youjie.

The presumptuousness of the former is already high enough, and it might break the sky if you try again.

If Xia Youjie still insists on defecting, there is nothing wrong with acting according to his inner thoughts, he has no intention of stopping it.

As for the request of the world consciousness to ask him to stop the defection, firstly, he didn't clearly agree, and secondly, he didn't set any restrictions. One look at him and he knew that he was an idiot who had never been beaten by society.

After a while, two heads poked out from the door of the dissecting room, one with white hair and the other with strange bangs.

They talked loudly in whispers.

"The teacher who released the students' pigeons has no conscience at all, it's crumbs."

"Although it's not good to say it in person, I still can't help but agree."

The special structure of the dissecting room made it easy for Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie to see Hyacinth with his back facing them in front of the dissecting table, while Nitzi beside him kept winking at them.

"Really?" Feng Xinzhi didn't turn back immediately, but took off his thin gloves leisurely, "My former teacher was like this."

A Wutiao classmate responded loudly: "It's also crumbs!"

"That's right, everyone thinks so."

Feng Xinzhi turned around slowly, and looked at the two problem students facing him against the light and shadow, with a star frost like late cherry blossoms in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Wutiao and Xia You, I will be in charge of your courses this semester."

He looked at Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, his voice was obviously light.

"Come on, call the teacher."