The daily vest cannot be dropped

[Long Jun] Mingyuan is also a pretty boy who doesn't like to talk very much. Fortunately, the possibility of encountering unreasonable situations during the night visit to the campus is very low.

It may be necessary to explain why it was chosen in the beginning of the school season... But if it can be done with a letter, then it is not a problem!

The card in white clothes in the pitch-black environment is like a shining target, and there is even an arrogance of "I'm here to catch you".

Wen Muqing plucked the white hair that felt good to the touch, thought for a while, and called the weird black cat out of the space, and hugged it in his hands.

The coordinates of his positioning are the door of the principal's office. At this time, he landed in an empty corridor, and he could only see a little light coming in from the window.

The principal's office is in the administration building, and the administration building is on the west side of the school. It is backed by the trial forest, and there are office areas and staff dormitories on the left and right. The protection is the strictest.

There are various picture frames on both sides of the corridor. If you look closely, they all have a theme. Famous or unknown flowers of various colors bloom in the paintings. Against the backdrop of the red and gold carpet, there is a sense of luxury.

The principal's office is at the end of the corridor, and the red-brown door has a rest nameplate on it, and the handle that twists up and down looks easy to open.

Wen Muqing could feel the remnants of energy on the door, as if warning him not to act rashly.

However, his teleportation array can cross so many barriers outside, which is enough to show that it is impossible for him to stop him at the door of the principal's office. The reason why he stops at the door is only for superficial courtesy.

The blood remaining on the fingertips can still be used. Wen Muqing scratched the black cat's chin with one hand, and quickly drew a pattern on the doorknob with the other.

He even knocked on the door pretendingly before walking in holding the doorknob.

The lights in the principal's room suddenly turned on, alarming the patrolling teachers. Soon after, the enchantment on the surface of the administrative building shimmered, like the lines of flower vines appearing on the surface of the brown-red building, emitting a faint blue light.

"Mr. Wan, the barrier has been triggered." Ms. Shan's slightly hoarse voice came out of the morning light, "What happened to the administrative building?"

The female teacher called "Wan Jun" held a weapon in one hand and walked in the empty corridor: "The light in the principal's office is on. I just opened the barrier of the administrative building, but there is no rejection reaction."

"I'm on my way to the principal's office."

People who do not have a pass enter the protective barrier, even if they do not touch the defense mechanism, they will be recognized, and the flower branches outside the wall will turn bright red; keeping the blue can only show that the intruder is a person recognized by the barrier.

Which spy got a pass to break in?Or a student who wants to take risks?

Ms. Shan: "Wait! The enchantment at the door of the principal's office is the embodiment of my abilities. I don't feel attacked."

There was a rustling sound from over there, and soon, the door opened and closed, and some hard-soled shoes made contact with the ground, making a crisp collision sound: "I'm coming now, Jun Wan, don't go up first."

Yu Wanjun held a long-stemmed pipe in her hand, with colorless and odorless smoke burning in it, she stood at the stairs and said hello.

There must be monitoring in the principal's room, but the system is not useless.

Wen Muqing rummaged through the room and found many old paper materials. He first recorded them with a camera, and then used Ye Tingshen's combined skills with Rizhen to restore them to their original state.

What can be seen in the surveillance is only a young man in white sitting on a chair with a cat in his arms, with a letter in front of him, so well-behaved that he doesn't look like an intruder.

Although the Chenxi database can store data, there will be no absolute confidentiality in the networked place, and paper storage is still the best solution.

The system said in his mind: [A female teacher has already arrived downstairs. She talked to Ms. Shan and planned to come up together. ]

[Oh—by the way, this female teacher looks familiar, she seems to be one of the ones we met at the entrance of Pingyu Art Museum, and now her combat power should be much higher. ] The system commented, [But it should not be able to beat Long Jun. ]

Wen Muqing used this to recall, remembering that he didn't control the speed of the flute soul racing like a racing car, and drifted past without saying hello, which seemed to scare people a lot at that time...

[Dragon Lord is an auxiliary card, there is no need to do it. ] Wen Muqing said to it in his heart, [This female teacher is quite nice and rational. Since I have seen the soul of the flute, I will be more stable tonight. ]

Although Flute Soul belongs to MIA and Long Jun is in WPO, Ye Tingshen is in charge of WPO now. He is afraid of chaos in the world, and occasionally goes out under the guise of MIA to deceive people, but he can do it.

With such a good-tempered card, Long Jun should not have any resistance to playing a cameo role... right?

Wen Muqing felt that there was a feeling of grievance coming from the card, which was fleeting and seemed to be an illusion.He murmured in his heart, comforting the card that he didn't intend to change the faction for him.

Knowing his plan, the system couldn't help but ask: [Does it mean that Lord Long will have a double identity? ]

[It doesn't have to be on top. ] Wen Muqing replied in his heart, [Sell her a flaw, and let her guess the rest.After all, I can't just bring out the MIA organization, can I? ]

[You are so smart, you should understand, right? ]

Wen Muqing quickly added this sentence, and successfully blocked the mouth of the system who wanted to continue asking.

He stroked the cat's head, and he only hoped that they would act faster, and not cover up like Wen Gefei, in order to gain the initiative and spread false information.

The black cat in his arms meowed twice, a little wanting to pounce on the light-colored butterfly that appeared in someone else's sleeve at some point.

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Ms. Shan hurriedly chased to the administrative building, frowning tightly, and said after seeing Yu Wanjun, "Is there any other movement?"

Yu Wanjun shook her head. She was still wearing a cheongsam and holding a pipe, she looked like a person from the period of the Republic of China. She said: "I went to the monitoring room to see it. It is a young man in white. It is not in the file. It is from the outside world."

"But without a pass, how did he find Tikwa College and even enter the administration building? Could it be that he fished in troubled waters following the teleportation array of freshmen?"

Ms. Shan: "The new children will not be so blind."

She stepped up the steps first and walked towards the principal's office on the third floor.

The enchantment she set up at the door has not been touched, but the faint smell of blood still lingers in the air, and there is a faint smell of medicine.

Ms. Shan was stunned for a moment, the flower branch spread out from her sleeve, and soon formed a light red cocoon in front of her face.

Then, she opened the door and walked in, and said loudly: "Little friend, what's your business when you come here late at night?"

Huh, this ability is interesting.

Wen Muqing saw the light red barrier floating in the air, quietly isolating the entire principal's office, and thought that the intensity should be close to A level.

If it weren't for the Dragon Lord's formation being another system, it would be really difficult to come and go freely.

He thought to himself, but he stood up politely, greeted the two people who came in one behind the other, and said awkwardly, "I... am here to deliver a letter."

The term sending a letter has never been offensive, but breaking into the enchantment late at night to deliver a letter is evil no matter how you look at it.

Wen Muqing didn't know what Ms. Shan was thinking, but on the surface, this intellectually beautiful woman in her early thirties just smiled at him, and said softly, "That's really troublesome for you."

She walked in, and Yu Wanjun guarded the door attentively.

Wen Muqing watched Ms. Shan sit down by herself, boiled water to make tea, and served him a cup without asking too many questions, and didn't even look at the envelope in front of him.

Invisibly, the rhythm seemed to return to her hands.

He picked up the tea and smelled it, and the system reminded in his mind: [It's Longjing tea, it's a bit fragrant, there's nothing in it, you can try it. ]

[She just moved the energy detector to the corner of the table closer to you by using the action of picking up tea leaves. ]

Ms. Shan apologized: "I don't know what you like to drink, I'm sorry."

After a set of etiquette, half an hour passed.If you want to make trouble, you probably can't hold back what's on your mind long ago, and you can fight if you have something to say; if you want to talk, you must have received enough respect to ease the embarrassment of not knowing each other.

Although the purpose is the same, to take back the initiative, Ms. Shan's handling method is obviously much higher than that of Wen Gefei.

Maybe that's the difference between emotionally intelligent people in management schools and researchers.

Wen Muqing was chatting with the system in his heart, but he looked embarrassed on his face.

He held the tea in both hands and took a sip. The cat clings to his hands, and looks up at Ms. Shan from time to time.

Wen Muqing knew that the black cat wanted to bite people, but it was a pity that the principal didn't turn around.

The weird card is naturally weird, and the Dragon Lord is impossible to be human. Ms. Shan's ability to remain so calm when Chen Xi's watch issued a hot reminder is enough to show that she already has speculation in her heart.

"My single name is Shan, who is the principal of the college. Since your Excellency is here to deliver the letter, you should know something about it." Ms. Shan finally spoke, and she said in a very slow and clear tone, "Can you tell me what it is, and I want you to be late at night?" Urgent?"

"My name is Mingyuan, and this is Dahei." Wen Muqing remembered that he hadn't named the black cat yet when he introduced himself, so he made up one. He lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "You can read the letter directly."

The black cat in his arms was suddenly given a local name. He dared not speak out, and his sharp nails scratched three notches on the desk.

Wen Muqing moved forward a little to block the notch, and with his hand hidden under the table, he rubbed the warm black cat from head to tail.

"Well, let me ask again, are you from MIA?"

"You should read the letter first!"

Ms. Shan took the letter from him and opened it to read.

Ten minutes later, she put down the letter, and her eyes rarely showed some vigilance. She said softly, "I will consider this matter. After three days, is it still here?"

"Yes." Wen Muqing stood up with the cat in his arms, "Time is urgent, I'm sorry."

Ms. Shan didn't seem to expect him to leave so simply, as if it was really just to deliver a letter, she also stood up: "I'll see you off."

Wen Muqing shook his head, the faint scent of medicine mixed with the smell of blood condensed on his fingertips, a small formation appeared in front of him, and he disappeared directly in place.

Long-distance teleportation needs to be drawn on the physical body, but if you are teleporting up and down stairs, a picture in the air is enough.

Wen Muqing retracted the card in the toilet of the administrative building, and returned to the fortune teller's body consciously. He hugged the pillow on the bed tightly, rubbed it contentedly, and fell asleep in seconds.

system:[? ? ?Crooked, on the first day I came back, where was the agreed candle night talk? ]

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In the principal's room, Ms. Shan stood in front of the desk with her hands behind her back, the bloody formation in the air disappeared, only the smell remained, and the tea on the table was only sipped, still steaming.

She still didn't remove her enchantment, and the light red enchantment with arabesque patterns was like jelly, covering the entire room, but she still couldn't catch the leaving figure of the young man.

"It's a bit tricky..." she murmured, "Mr. Wan, what do you think?"

Yu Wanjun stood in front of her, bit the cigarette holder, with a serious expression on his face: "It's fine if it's his personal ability, if it can be transmitted collectively—"

"That gentleman just now is not human." Ms. Shan sighed, "The situation is really getting more and more chaotic these years."

Yu Wanjun froze for a moment, almost exclaimed, but soon, she thought of the A-level weirdness she encountered at the Pingyu Art Center.

Tikwa College itself maintains neutrality, and has a good relationship with "Dawn" and "Ark". At that time, they posted the strange information on the A-level on the platform. Later, MIA got in touch with "Dawn", and the college also gained a piece of information.

Coupled with the information reported by the students, Tikva College has known for a long time that there is such an organization composed of non-human beings, and the content of the purple hexagram badge has also been deciphered, which can be regarded as a friendly greeting message.

They have been waiting for MIA to come to their door, but unexpectedly the scene of their meeting turned out to be like this.

"There is no danger after all. It is a very wise choice for you to report to me directly instead of sounding the alarm." Ms. Shan said, "The situation has been turbulent recently, and many professors have evolved. Something might go wrong."

Yu Wanjun is a direct student of the principal. She has just broken through the B-level and has not encountered the phenomenon of evolution. She doesn't understand this, so she just asked bluntly what happened just now.

Ms. Shan handed her the letter to read.Yu Wanjun scanned the ten lines at a glance, and was a little surprised: "Help...cooperation?"

"How credible is the catastrophe they said? I am more inclined to have other intentions. How can this kind of organization that is generally A-level and B-level send us a letter for help." Yu Wanjun is not convinced.

The letter seemed to be written by someone who was not very familiar with writing. Although it could not be said to be ugly, the style of writing always had a jerky taste.There is not much content in it, and the summary is roughly: there will be a catastrophe that can reverse the situation at the end of the year, and the earth is at stake. At this time, everyone must unite to reduce the moth...

It is very awkward for a non-human to say this, and Yu Wanjun feels that his world view is broken.

Ms. Shan suddenly said: "The child just now is called Mingyuan, he should not be very old, he always dare not look me in the eyes, he looks anxious."

Yu Wanjun was a little puzzled: "Does this have any effect?"

"This can explain a lot of problems." Ms. Shan said, "After all, it is the first time we have come into contact with a non-smart creature of the same kind. Judging from his actions that can be deduced from human psychology, the place where he lives also has a sound system and environment. "

"These creatures have never existed on Earth, and they did come from another mysterious area, which is consistent with the information we got at first."

Yu Wanjun nodded, as if returning to class, listening to Ms. Shan's analysis.

"He seldom speaks proactively, his eyes wander, and he unconsciously rubs the black cat in his arms. This shows that my conversation with him made him very nervous. It may be because of my identity, but more likely because of himself I’m not good at interacting with people.”

"He doesn't want to talk to me, and every time I want to ask something, he will ask me to read the letter. This not only shows that the letter means a lot to him, but also shows that the person who asked him to deliver the letter puts more pressure on him. Big, so he dare not disclose information casually."

Yu Wanjun: "I remember that there is also level suppression in the Weird Room, so it may be an order from the leader of their organization."

Ms. Shan smiled, a wrinkle still appeared on her well-maintained face, she said: "At first I tested him with the long steps of making tea, if he was in a hurry, he should show an eager or impatient expression; But he only showed eagerness and evasion after I asked about related matters, and even used the lame excuse of time urgency to deal with me."

Yu Wanjun tentatively replied: "So, does he not want to answer about the letter, or does he not want to answer about his organization?"

"This is a child who can't lie. It's really good to send him out..." Ms. Shan shook her head, as if she didn't quite understand the other party's decision. "Maybe it's because of ability."

The flowering branches in her sleeve spread, the red plums were taken back, and the winter jasmine bloomed again. A pale yellow barrier appeared, and the scene when the two met was reproduced on it, just like a surveillance camera.

Ms. Shan Shi Shiran raised the flower branch and tapped it on the enchantment: "Look——Mingyuan, that child, when I asked about MIA, his body was obviously tense, and he even held the baby in his arms. The black cat's hair has been rubbed off a few, what does that mean?"

Before Yu Wanjun could answer, she said to herself: "If it wasn't because the leader of MIA was too strict and forbade him to disclose any information, or even punished after revealing; then there is another possibility that he was forced to deliver the letter—— In the name of MIA."

"In the materials that Suguang gave us, there are records of the first meeting they met. It is mentioned that the leader of MIA is Angus. He is a leader with a good personality, and for some reasons, he is currently unable to go to Earth. Nether Abyss Even if you are afraid of him, you won’t be afraid to answer the question that you are MIA.”

"Then lower the first possibility and consider the second possibility?"

Yu Wanjun involuntarily followed her thoughts, and murmured: "Being forced to send a letter in the name of MIA?"

Ms. Shan bent down to pick up the energy detector, and the value on it reached level B.

She frowned: "So, it's very tricky, not because of Mingyuan's ability, but who is standing behind him."

As the head of a school, Ms. Shan not only has to expend energy to maintain the enchantment every day, but also has to deal with other organizations. See the intelligence.

Yu Wanjun twirled the pipe in his hand twice, thinking: "Thinking about it from another angle, if the person who sent this letter is not MIA, then the authenticity of the content is questionable. You will give me an answer in three days. If you agree, Will I fall into a trap?"

"The crisis at the end of the year...they only asked me to join forces with people from Tikva Academy to help and hand over information about the evolutionary when necessary." Ms. Shan said, "The first condition is more subjective, and the second condition I guess that's the point."

"Evolutionary..." She said thoughtfully, "Dawn doesn't seem to have any new information recently. This is also a rare thing. Is there something we have overlooked?"

At present, the generally accepted information in the world is still the "Alienation Evolution Theory". Even though "Dawn" has already been said by Ye Shou to be skeptical of life, there are still few other opinions from the outside world.

In addition, most of the alienated people are B-level ability users, and there are only a hundred or so in the whole world. With such a small base, it is naturally difficult to attract attention.

Yu Wanjun is a pure combat type, she can only turn the pipe and listen to the teacher obediently.

After a long while, Ms. Shan said: "Mr. Wan, how about this, in the past two days, you can ask the people in Shuguang or Fangzhou if there is anything else about the non-human organization - don't go to the official, just treat it as a personal matter."

"The rest of the matter will be postponed until the child from Mingyuan arrives, and then we will make a decision."

Ms. Shan said with some distress: "Although he rarely looks at me, I always feel that the first time he sees me, the emotion in his eyes is a bit..."

The rest of the words were sucked back into her lips, she took back the barrier, and the cold Longjing tea on the table was dumped into the trash can.

Yu Wanjun said hello, and accompanied Ms. Shan out of the administrative building.

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Wen Muqing originally thought that the first night when the system came back, he would have a rare and comfortable sleep, but he still had a dream.

It's just that it's different from the darkness that I dreamed of when I rarely slept. This time, in the black mist, a beam of warm, non-glare white light suddenly appeared. A pair of white and soft hands stretched out from the white light, and then, Upper arms, neck, face, eyes... appear little by little.

The woman who laughed like a sunflower hugged him who was sitting in the dark, and touched his head. Wen Muqing looked at her face, but found that she couldn't see clearly, only those smiling eyes, which contained The insights and vicissitudes of life will only appear in those who have lived for a long time.

In the next second, a roar from nowhere shook the black mist away, and blood-colored rain fell, drenching him instantly.

The hand on the head was still stroking it lightly, but it was getting colder and colder, like a piece of ice.

Wen Muqing buried his face deeply in his arms, allowing his whole body to become as cold as that hand.

"Mother……"