my god is from hell

Zuo Luoxing didn't know how long he stood there.

Anyway, the moonlight came in.

Yan Qing impatiently raised his hand to cover his eyes, so his water-colored lips, which were dyed bright by the moonlight, stood out particularly conspicuously.

The light pink color is not very gorgeous, but under the moonlight, it looks extraordinarily attractive.

Zuo Luoxing stretched out his hand in a trance, and his white fingertips approached those lips little by little, and his mind was full of the image of Yan Qing just looking down at him with his fingertips in his mouth.

The clear and clear eyes looked at him with gentle dependence and trust, like asking, more like... seduction.

"Pooh……"

Yan Qing spat out the fingers in his mouth in one breath, and there was a trace of blood from his fingers on the corner of his lips, which was inexplicably beautiful.

"Lolo? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Yan Qing wiped off the blood on his lips, and saw Zuo Luoxing standing beside his bed with a complex expression on his face.

"I can not sleep……"

Zuo Luoxing suppressed hissing, but there were still blunt pains in his fingers, and the blood kept coming out.

He never expected that before he even touched the other's lips, Yan Qing grabbed her and opened his mouth to bite a big bloody gash.

"Lolo, why are you so careless, I thought it was a chicken leg..."

Yan Qing picked up Zuo Luoxing's hand guiltily, glanced around, then simply wiped off the blood from the quilt on her body, and put it back carefully.

"It's not my fault..."

Yan Qing glanced at Zuo Luoxing who had an inexplicable expression, and defended himself in a low voice.

Zuo Luoxing took a deep breath, took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down, glanced at Yan Qing beside him with erratic eyes, and said as calmly as possible: "Go to sleep."

"Oh……"

After lying down, Yan Qing looked at the ceiling and suddenly realized why Zuo Luoxing's hand was bitten by him?

But this question only swirled in Yan Qing's mind for a while, and he fell asleep again after a while.

In the darkness, only Zuo Luoxing's eyes were still open in the dark night, and it took a long time before they disappeared.

The next day, Zhuo Feihong came over and took a few people to the training department to receive the corresponding rewards.

The red "unfinished" on Zuo Luoxing's timetable finally turned into a green "completed", and there were five-digit points added to the score card, and at the same time, he got a piece of alchemy jewelry.

In fact, this alchemy accessory was not there in the first place. Although the mission of the few people has inside information, it is not dangerous in general. There is no alchemy ornament in the mission reward.

However, Zhuo Feihong bolded and enlarged the age and school age of Zuo Luoxing and the little witch and placed it on the desk of the head of the training department, and said that if there was a chance, he would let other juniors in the academy observe and study, which made the head of the training department Finally let go, and added alchemy accessories to several people.

"Is it true that every head of the training department is so picky?"

The little witch watched the battle of wits and courage between Zhuo Feihong and the head of the training department, and couldn't help but think of the head of the training department of the Rose Academy, who seemed to be too good at searching. A few alchemy accessories seemed to kill him.

"Each? Which head of the training department have you met?"

Before Zhuo Feihong could go far, she couldn't help asking when she heard the voice of the little witch.

Zuo Luoxing looked over nervously.

He remembered that Fang Zhiyi said that among the five major colleges, the reputation of the Rose College was very bad, and if he could not mention it, he would not mention it.

The little witch was very calm, and said freely: "Some ministers of the Academy of Angels who are not popular."

Before the little witch entered Sherman College, she had some study experience in other colleges, but the time was not long, and these can be found.

Zhuo Feihong narrowed her eyes slightly, always thinking that the meaning of the little witch was not those low-level academies.

"Zuo Luoxing!"

Just as the few people were walking back, a voice suddenly came from behind. It was the assistant of the head of the training department.

After getting closer, the other party looked at Zuo Luoxing: "Your brother has come to the school, and he is coming to the training department now, you can wait."

"Brother is here?"

Zuo Luoxing didn't expect the eldest brother to come over at this time, and immediately looked at the others.

"That's fine, let's go back first, and we will contact you later." Zhuo Feihong took the lead to answer the call, signaling Zuo Luoxing not to care about them.

Fang Zhiyi was rather interested: "Luo Luo's brother, is he General Luo Heng?"

"That Zuo Luoheng who only awakened at the age of 24 and turned out to be invincible and almost invincible on the battlefield?"

The little witch has also heard about brother Zuo Luoxing's deeds.

"It's really great."

Arabella's eyes also shined brightly. For these auxiliary envoys, an envoy with superb commanding ability and the ability to deploy troops is indeed very attractive.

Zuo Luoxing scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed: "If you are talking about Zuo Luoheng from the [-]th Military Region, then it should be my brother."

The little witch hated Zuo Luoxing's appearance the most, and quickly rolled her eyes: "I praised your brother, why are you blushing?"

Zuo Luoxing still blushed.

Zhuo Feihong smiled and said: "General Luo Heng is indeed an idol in many people's hearts. This is a fact, so don't be shy."

In order to distinguish him from General Zuo of the Thirteenth Military Region, Zuo Luoheng has always been called General Luoheng.

Zuo Luoxing glanced at everyone, and said, "Then I'll go first, and I'll call later."

"Go."

Zhuo Feihong stopped the few people who still wanted to ask more questions, and nodded to Zuo Luoxing.

Zuo Luoxing then returned to the office of the head of the training department with his words, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Zuo Luoheng who was sitting by the sofa talking to the head.

Different from the image of a middle-aged man when he was competing with Zhuo Feihong, the head of the training department sitting in front of Zuo Luoheng spoke with a rare calmness.

Yan Qing stood beside him, and whispered when he saw this, "Minister's eyes are almost starred."

Zuo Luoxing took a closer look, and found that the minister not only sat upright and had a calm attitude, but there was indeed a trace of hidden deep excitement in his eyes, quite like meeting an idol for the first time.

It made Zuo Luoxing feel a little embarrassed to disturb him.

"Luoluo?" It was Zuo Luoheng who spotted him first, with a smile on his pale and handsome face, "I was talking to the minister about your mission. Not bad, you can get the mission in the first grade."

Zuo Luoxing walked in.

Only then did Yan Qing see brother Zuo Luoxing's face clearly.

He has a gentle and elegant appearance, his face seems to be slightly pale due to physical discomfort, but this does not at all detract from the cold aura he has experienced on the battlefield, and his back is always straight.

When he looked at them, the aura in his eyes was completely restrained, leaving only a warm and easy-going look.

"Is brother sick?"

Yan Qing whispered in Zuo Luoxing's ear and asked him.

"It's not illness, just a little sequelae, and it won't be long before it gets better."

It was not Zuo Luoxing who answered, but Zuo Luoheng who was sitting beside him, who actually heard Yan Qing's question, and explained very gently at this time.

"Although General Luo Heng's 'Tianyan' is powerful, but the sequelae are not small, you still have to pay attention to your body."

The head of the training department showed real worry in his eyes, and he wished he could replace him.

"Minister, don't worry, Luo Heng still has some sense of propriety."

Zuo Luoheng nodded gently, not paying attention to the meddling words of the head of the training department, and turned his attention to Zuo Luoxing, and was stopped by the head of the training department when he was about to get up.

"Since General Luo Heng is unwell, there is no need to move, and I won't be in the office for the time being, so you can chat here for a while."

The head of the training department left with his assistant very understandingly, and also closed the office door by the way.

Suddenly there were only three people left in the office.

Zuo Luoxing looked opposite, Zuo Luoheng smiled slightly and opened his arms: "Long time no see, Luo Luo misses brother?"

Zuo Luoxing rushed over at once, hugged Zuo Luoheng suddenly, and said in his arms, "brother, why didn't you say hello to me when you came here, I can pick you up."

"I also came up temporarily, passing through the seventh district, and stopped by to see you."

Zuo Luoheng stroked Zuo Luoxing's hair, looked aside curiously at his own words, smiled and said: "You are Luoluo's Summoner, right? Hello, my name is Zuo Luoheng."

"Hi, my name is Yan Qing."

After Yan Qing introduced herself, she quietly poked Zuo Luoxing from behind, who had flung herself into her brother's arms as soon as she entered the door, her eyes were full of wonder.

Although he knew for a long time that Zuo Luoxing was a brat who hadn't grown up yet, it was somewhat strange to see such a clingy side of him with his own eyes.

After Zuo Luoxing finished throwing himself, he remembered that he was 15 years old now, and he was no longer that seven or eight-year-old kid who yelled for his brother to hug him every day, and his face turned red.

It just so happened that Yan Qing poked him in the waist, and when he turned around, he found that the other party was looking at him with interest, and he was even more embarrassed.

"This... This is my brother, who is 12 years older than me; this is my summoning god, who is famously said, and I don't usually like to stay in the contract space."

Zuo Luoxing got up from Zuo Luoheng's body, and although the two had already exchanged names, they still introduced him as calmly as possible.

"Well, I heard from my father."

As Zuo Luoheng said, his eyes shifted from his younger brother to Yan Qing, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he already knew a little bit about his younger brother's summoning spirit from the letter from his father, but he was still dazed for a moment when he saw it with his own eyes.

He didn't expect that the innocence mentioned in his father's letter would be so clean and pure.

Those dark gray eyes filled with water vapor were supposed to be deep and mysterious, but on the other side, they looked so pure and natural, like the morning mist, clear and beautiful.

Not only that, the moment he looked at him just now, the summoning spirit in his space suddenly moved, giving Zuo Luoheng a very strange message.

"I just chatted with the minister. The polluter you met committed suicide?"

Zuo Luoheng didn't stare at Yan Qing anymore, it would appear very rude, and turned to look at Zuo Luoxing.

Zuo Luoxing nodded, and continued to peel the skin on his hands: "Well...and he died of suicide, it looks very painful."

Yan Qing had been staring at him for a long time, and seeing that he had finally peeled a whole orange, he immediately opened his mouth and waited to eat: "Ah..."

Zuo Luoxing originally wanted to put the orange in his hand, but when he saw this, he broke off a small piece and put it into Yan Qing's mouth.

Yan Qing just bit it down happily, the juice just spread out, and his whole face immediately wrinkled: "It's so sour..."

"Is it very sour?" Zuo Luoxing ate a piece by himself, and his expression was indescribable.

No wonder the head of the training department had such a strange expression after he peeled one and put it in his mouth just now.

He really dared to put such a sour orange.

"Drink some of this, it should be sweet, I haven't touched it."

Zuo Luoheng was amused by the sour expressions of the two children in turn, and pushed the cup of black tea he didn't drink over.

Zuo Luoxing hurriedly handed it to Yan Qing, seeing that he was so sore that he was still chewing on the slice of orange, he persuaded him, "If you really can't eat it, let it go."

Yan Qing took the cup of tea with both hands, poured it into his mouth, tasted it with the tip of his tongue, suddenly showed a hesitant expression, and looked down at the black tea in his hand.

"Luoluo! Oranges! More!" Yan Qing opened his mouth, motioning for Zuo Luoxing to feed him another one.

"Ah? Isn't it sour?" Although Zuo Luoxing was suspicious, he still peeled off a petal and put it in his mouth.

In the end, he saw the other party chewing the orange with a wrinkled face, took another big sip of black tea, and then showed a satisfied expression.

Zuo Luoxing looked at the sour oranges, then at the black tea in his hand, he vaguely understood something, and was immediately speechless.

"Sour orange black tea, Yanyan is very thoughtful."

Zuo Luoheng could also see that the two flavors mixed together had a unique taste, sour and sweet, so he couldn't help but also laughed, his pale face was stained with a little blush.

Zuo Luoxing stuffed the remaining half of the orange into Yan Qing's hand, then turned to look at Zuo Luoheng: "Brother, how is the situation on the edge of the battlefield?"

Why did he feel that his brother was getting more and more busy, and when he came to see him this time, his face was still pale, and it seemed that he only came out when he had time, and he didn't even have time to recover from his injuries.

Zuo Luoheng saw what his younger brother was thinking, shook his head and smiled and said, "The situation on the edge of the battlefield has not changed. It is indeed an accident that I came to the seventh district this time. The sequelae on my body are from last time."

Zuo Luoxing's brows did not loosen.

If the side effects of the past have been left until now, it means that the "Tianyan" used last time is definitely a prediction with a huge range and extremely difficult to deduce. If there is no major event on the edge of the battlefield, how can such a powerful magic power be used? surgery?

"Don't think too much, just study hard in the college, even if something happens, the people above will take care of it." Zuo Luoheng comforted him.

Zuo Luoxing heard this, and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Isn't my brother one of the people who has to stand up for something?"

"Then you think too highly of my brother, and there are many big figures on top of my brother."

Zuo Luoheng couldn't help laughing, probably because he was using too much force, he turned his head slightly and coughed.

Zuo Luoxing moved his lips, wanting Zuo Luoheng to stop using "Tianyan" in the future, but remembering the opportunity of "Tianyan" appearing, he still held back his words.

The older brother, he summoned the Summoning God in order to find his girlfriend. He summoned the Summoning God and at the same time comprehended a core magical technique, which is the "Tianyan" that plays a huge role in the battlefield today.

The role of Tianyan is to "predict", one can imagine how urgent Zuo Luoheng was when he wanted to get his girlfriend back, and how painful it was when his girlfriend became a polluter and went to the battlefield resolutely.

Zuo Luoxing couldn't bear to let him stop using "Heaven's Words", which not only denied the meaning of his search for a girlfriend, but also denied his responsibility as a general.

polluter...

Originally, Zuo Luoxing had an inexplicable curiosity and a subtle emotion towards the polluters because of Lian Wensheng's quick and easy death, but now seeing his brother's appearance, he realized that he had lived a comfortable life for too long , even the ugliness of the polluters can be forgotten.

That is... a cold-blooded invader who can transform a loved one to attack the former lover!

Zuo Luoheng didn't stay here for too long, he really just stopped by to see his younger brother, and also saw his younger brother's Huan Shen by the way, and after chatting for a while, he got up and left.

Before leaving, Zuo Luoheng glanced at Yan Qing, opened his lips to ask something, but still didn't say anything, just smiled and said to the two: "I'll come see you next time."

Zuo Luoxing glanced at the other party's pale face that had not yet recovered, pursed his lips and said, "Let's heal your wounds first."

Zuo Luoheng laughed: "Okay, next time I will meet Luo Luo in the best condition."

After getting into the military special car, Zuo Luoheng's voice calling God sounded again: "Why don't you talk to him more?"

Zuo Luoheng glanced at the several high-ranking generals sitting in the car, smiled and did not speak.

Past...and Future...

Lolo's calling the gods is not easy.

in the college.

After leaving the minister's office, Zuo Luoxing returned to the dormitory, and seeing his untouched bed, he suddenly didn't want to clean it up.

He glanced at the rewards on the point card and found that they were just enough to switch to a more complete apartment building, so he simply submitted an application for upgrading the dormitory.

Yan Qing saw the picture of the apartment on the application page, and said happily, "There is a kitchen! You can eat fried chicken!"

Zuo Luoxing nodded, he was also interested in this point, thinking that he could cook by himself, so he changed the current cramped dormitory.

About two hours later, the system administrator approved Zuo Luoxing's application and sent a moving robot to help move things. Within an hour, the two went to the new apartment building.

"Wow! It's so big here!"

Zuo Luoxing opened the door with his point card, and soon saw the spacious and bright living room inside, and the clean and tidy kitchen next to it.

"Yan Qing? Why are you here?"

The little witch was about to go out to the challenge area, and found that there were two people standing at the door beside her.

"Little witch?"

When Yan Qing saw the little witch, he was stunned at first, and then a trace of ominous premonition came to his heart.

"Have you changed dormitories too? Speaking of which, all the apartments here have kitchens? I can..."

"No, Lolo is mine, and Lolo's fried chicken is also mine!"

Yan Qing's eyes were ferocious, so he knew that the little witch wanted to have a meal!

"I haven't said anything yet... Besides, I don't intend to eat and drink for free, I will pay points..."

The little witch scratched her head in embarrassment when she was told to expose her intentions.

"What? You still want Luo Luo to be your chef? It's a beautiful idea! Luo Luo's chef is also mine!"

Yan Qing thought about it, and found that the little witch's intentions were more sinister than he thought, and immediately pulled Zuo Luoxing behind him.

"Yan—Qing—every day, 'Luoluo' is long and 'Luoluo' is short. Do you have long hands or no feet? If I were Luoluo, I would have been annoyed to death by you!"

Seeing that it was impossible for the little witch to buy food or buy food, the key was that Zuo Luoxing wanted to speak a few times but was interrupted by Yan Qing, and she immediately became angry.

"Lolo, tell me! Do you find me annoying?"

Yan Qing gave her a "hmph" look, pulled Zuo Luoxing towards her, and questioned her in a warning tone.

"No, how could I be annoyed by Mr. Yan Qing..."

Zuo Luoxing didn't know why he was suddenly involved in the war between the two, so he quickly explained.

"See! You're just jealous of me!"

"Am I jealous of you? Am I jealous that you can't tie your hair or that you can't tie your belt? Don't be too confident as a god!"

The little witch glanced at his clothes today, saw his neatly tied hair and the complicated knots on his belt, and could tell at a glance whose masterpiece it was.

"I'm... just like you, who wouldn't know how to wear simple clothes! Come and try wearing my clothes if you have the ability!"

Yan Qing's words are really no exaggeration, Zuo Luoxing prepared his own clothes for him, and Zuo Luoxing seems to have a special liking for sacrificial clothes, the belts on them have unique ways of tying them, and the hair is even more complicated. Yan Qing would occasionally fall asleep from boredom when Zuo Luoxing combed his hair.

The little witch snorted proudly: "If you don't wear it, don't wear it! You just don't know how to put on clothes!"

The little witch was so enraged that she quickly ran down the stairs, stopped taking the elevator, and went for a walk, leaving Yan Qing alone, so angry that she didn't go back in time.

"Tomorrow I will dress myself, just like yours!"

Yan Qing tugged at his belt, angrily determined to prove himself.

Zuo Luoxing didn't want to agree at first, because Yan Qing's sacrificial attire was very good-looking, exactly like the mysterious and beautiful gods in ancient legends, which greatly satisfied an unspeakable addiction in his heart.

But after thinking about it, after Yan Qing came here, he hadn't worn their clothes yet. What would it be like for Mr. Yan Qing with long black hair to wear modern clothes?

The ideas in Zuo Luoxing's mind popped up one after another, but he nodded calmly on his face: "Well, I'll buy it today. Do you want to pick it yourself or me, Mr. Yan Qing?"

Yan Qing just wanted to prove that he knew how to wear clothes, but when he thought about having to spend his time choosing clothes, he immediately shook his head: "Lolo pick."

He knew it.

"Well, let me choose for Mr. Yan Qing."

Zuo Luoxing nodded calmly on the surface, but in his heart he had already started shopping frantically on the clothing websites he visited.

Dark blue imitation military uniforms, slim and conservative college outfits, black stage outfits with silver chains, cool silver-gray technical outfits, wine red dinner outfits with brooches...

Hmm... just buy one of the same, each one looks suitable for Mr. Yan Qing...

The next day, Zuo Luoxing took Yan Qing to the teaching building for class.

The task has been over for two days, and Zuo Luoxing's class schedule has also been refreshed. Today is the genealogy class of the gods and the practical basic magic arts.

Before Zuo Luoxing walked into the classroom door, he felt the scorching gaze from all around him.

This kind of sight appeared a few days ago when he took Mr. Yan Qing to the challenge area, but everyone gradually got used to it and didn't pay much attention to it.

But today, Zuo Luoxing once again experienced the feeling of turning heads 100%.

"Lolo...is this your summoner?"

The classmate who had taken the basic divine arts class together moved closer to Zuo Luoxing, sneaked a glance at Yan Qing who was looking out the window with his chin stuck, and said in a low voice.

Zuo Luoxing nodded calmly.

"Then he... single, single, single?"

"Do you want to fall in love with God?" Zuo Luoxing asked lightly.

The other party quickly woke up from the dream: "I... I just asked."

But Zuo Luoxing's Summoning God, after putting on modern clothes, really looks no different from a human being. Not only that, he is also very...attractive.

The student's gaze moved away for only a few minutes, and then moved over involuntarily.

The white slim military uniform is worn on the body. The black belt on the waist outlines a smooth and thin waist. The black straps are fixed from the calf to the ankle, giving a sense of cold strength, and the shiny boots are even more impressive. I can't wait to roll on the soles of his feet.

The black hair was only half tied up, but it didn't look loose at all because of its clean and neat ending, but instead had a glamorous and cold temperament.

When he was wearing sacrificial clothes before, he never knew that Zuo Luoxing had such a side to call God.

After the cultural class, it was the basic magic class. After seeing Yan Qing's different attire, Teacher Mawei was also stunned, but didn't say much, and continued to teach the main points of magic.

Zuo Luoxing fell behind in class for more than half a month and couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all, but Teacher Mawei didn't show mercy at all, he was on the same baseline as the other students, and was even more harsh on Zuo Luoxing.

"I've already been on a mission. You should make some progress anyway. Practice is the best teacher. Don't tell me you've been hiding behind the captain's ass all the way."

Teacher Mawei's criticism was merciless, because Zuo Luoxing's magical technique really didn't make much progress, and it still looked like it would collapse in a short time, which was very different from what Yan Qing showed.

Teacher Mawei hates iron but not steel.

Zuo Luoxing was also very embarrassed, because he had to rely on Zhuo Feihong and the others to lead him through most of the trip, and in Jose's yard, someone Zhizhi took the lead to divert the infrared rays.

In the underground labyrinth, she was found by Zhuo Feihong not long after she lost her way, and quickly turned out.

That time on the battleship, because it was the second batch to go in, the battle inside had already been settled by Yue Xuanzhao's team, and there was no chance to use magic.

However, it is also because of Teacher Mawei's merciless criticism that Zuo Luoxing will not be too guilty. If Teacher Mawei takes care of Zuo Luoxing because of this, it will make him feel at a loss.

After the magical class, there is a physical class.

The arrangement of the college has always been to squeeze out the last bit of physical strength of the students. Physical arts are often followed by divine arts, and divine arts are followed by physical arts. After both are almost exhausted, occasionally a cultural class will be given abruptly at night to make students feel better. You are so dizzy from reciting, you are guaranteed to fall asleep when you get home.

Still missed half a class, but Zuo Luoxing's gymnastics teacher was very satisfied with Zuo Luoxing.

"That's right, Zuo Luoxing, the physical skills are much stronger after a mission, are you still practicing?"

Zuo Luoxing scratched his head, feeling like he wasn't practicing, but that time over the wall in Jose's yard did give him a new understanding of physical skills, which he quickly applied to actual combat.

Compared with the divine art that is hard to understand, Zuo Luoxing feels that physical art is really much simpler. This kind of thing that can actually touch people instead of relying on illusory induction makes Zuo Luoxing feel more at ease.

"But one thing, who did you learn your fighting skills from? The moves are too ruthless, and if you don't pay attention, you will easily hurt others and yourself. The fault tolerance rate is too low."

The gym teacher patted Zuo Luoxing on the shoulder earnestly.

In fact, he feels that Zuo Luoxing is not just a fighting technique. Whether it is hand-to-hand combat or using weapons, Zuo Luoxing's landing point will always be at the enemy's fatal point. In terms of the opponent's weakness, the moves are not sloppy at all, but at the same time they are not at all humane.

If facing the enemy on the battlefield, this style of play is of course the best, but now it's just a class in the academy, Zuo Luoxing's way of only giving but not taking is a bit troublesome.

No matter what moves, it is not enough just to be able to "exit", but also to be able to "receive" is the real mastery.

However, the gymnastics teacher carefully recalled Zuo Luoxing's moves, and found that he either didn't know how to accept them, or that he habitually took people's lives with one move, which was too violent.

On the contrary, it is completely opposite to Zuo Luoxing's character.

Thinking of this, the gymnastics teacher also felt quite a headache.

For ordinary students, the style of moves is closely related to their own personality. Although there are obvious flaws, but fortunately, it is easy to correct and can prescribe the right medicine. But Zuo Luoxing, the physical teacher really doesn't know where to make him correct.

Zuo Luoxing didn't feel this way when he made moves by himself. He recalled it when he heard the gymnastics teacher talk about it, and felt that he was only making moves in what he thought was right, and he didn't understand what the gymnastics teacher said.

The gymnastics teacher didn't want to say much, so he just asked Zuo Luoxing to keep it quiet, and it would be too late if he accidentally injured his partner one day.

Although Zuo Luoxing didn't understand, he still complied seriously.

The two months of study and life passed quickly, and Zuo Luoxing quickly made up for the courses that Zuo Luoxing missed, and did not delay much progress. Except for the magical arts that still made Teacher Mawei want to curse, all the courses were excellent.

In addition to the basic courses, Zuo Luoxing also took three off-campus courses, but they will only take them in the second half of the semester. The minor has already been determined, and there is no doubt that he is specialized in gymnastics.

Although the gymnastics teacher was a little worried about his style of moves, he was very pleased that he chose gymnastics as a minor.

Those bastards who choose weapons don't understand the fun of melee combat at all, and they will only snipe behind their backs!

The gymnastics teacher burst into tears when he thought of how few people were minoring in gymnastics.

Just when Zuo Luo's astral body technique became more and more mature, the midterm exam of Sherman College came quietly every three months.

"Midterm exam? Is it the same exam as last time on Stormstar?"

The only exam Zuo Luoxing took was the entrance exam of Rose College, which is still fresh in his memory.

But speaking of it, I don't know what happened to Mingyou and Lin Ze. They haven't seen each other since they entered Sherman Academy, so I'm really curious.

It is also the first time for the little witch to officially take the college exam, but better than Zuo Luoxing, she has passed the exam several times before, although not on the Death Star, but the conditions are also very dangerous, so she has a certain understanding of the college exam .

"This time, it is likely to be more intense than last time."

The little witch recalled her last trip to Stormstar, she couldn't help but shook her head, and reminded, "For us last time, it was an entrance exam, but for Augsburg and Sherman College, it was just a quiz. It can’t compare to the scale of this midterm exam.”

"Isn't the scale not big enough last time?" Zuo Luoxing thought that the last joint exam of the Third Academy was already big enough?

"The last time was just an accident. The Rose Academy was not among the five major academies. If Fang Zhi didn't make things difficult for us, we wouldn't have met people from the other two academies."

The little witch figured it out afterward. Fang Zhiyi, as the president of the student union of the Rose Academy and the receptionist for the freshmen, decided where to go for the exams. Augersig's batch was put together.

"So this time, it's the real three college entrance exams?" Zuo Luoxing suddenly understood the meaning behind what the little witch said.

The little witch nodded: "And, there may be more than one or two teams."

The last time, it was just a mistake to bump into the Death Star with only two teams. It seems that they met together by coincidence, but it was only inevitable under the guidance of the wormhole.

But for the official college exam, it is impossible to have only one or two teams on such a large planet. The college will probably admit several teams, and the rules of the exam will change accordingly.

"By the way, it should be noted that for this kind of large-scale exam, each college has a calibrated death rate, and only colleges with a death rate exceeding the standard will be involved in the investigation. The death rate of different colleges is different, and the death rate of Sherman College is the same as that of all colleges. It also means that our college students are the least safe in the examination room."

Zuo Luoxing's heart trembled. Last time Leicester did not hesitate to kill them on Storm Star, Zuo Luoxing's heart was shocked. He didn't expect to face the terrible word of mortality this time.

"But don't worry too much. People like Leicester and Augustine are a minority after all. Generally, colleges don't kill too much. After all, there is no enmity, and colleges will not issue tasks that require cannibalism. Let’s go our separate ways.”

Seeing Zuo Luoxing's dull expression, the little witch calmly comforted him a few words.

"Yes, is that so?"

Zuo Luoxing recalled the experience of Storm Star last time, could it be that they were too bad?

With all kinds of worries, the announcement of the college entrance examination finally came long overdue.

【考试时间：星历1426年6月18日，下午2：00】

[Examination site: planet No. K20-156]

[Examination content: Collect 1000 geocentric ores on a team basis. 】

[Note: This exam is jointly conducted by Sherman College, Ruoshui College, and Assassin College. There are a total of [-] teams. After the collection is completed, they can go through the wormhole and return to the college through the guidance of the optical brain. 】

"Are there only fifteen teams?"

Zuo Luoxing counted, there are 100 first-year students in one school of Sherman College alone, and there are only [-] teams in three colleges. Could it be that one team has more than [-] people?

"No, it should be a distributed test. The content of the test we received in this batch is mining, and other students may not be sure. The college test is usually assigned tests and tasks in the form of future auxiliary teams of war gods. Five people form a group. No There is a team of hundreds of people."

"Numbered planets...the information is difficult to find."

Zuo Luoxing searched with his optical brain, and looked at the examination venue above in embarrassment.

A few people on Stormstar almost froze to death last time, this time Zuo Luoxing wanted to prepare well.

"I need to mine, it should be a hot place." The little witch guessed.

"Bring food." Yan Qing reminded.

Zuo Luoxing first ordered a few heat-insulating clothes, then expanded Yan Qing's snack store, and finally ordered a large number of survival tools according to the standard of survival in the wild, thinking that there must be one that can be used.

Then on the day of the exam, everyone was dumbfounded.

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