Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

All things compete to grow, bursting with vitality.

Even in winter, the warm afternoon sun at the academy is still comforting.

Although my view is limited to a small range, it doesn't stop Fu Qian from marveling at the beauty of life.

Even after taking two steps, I can clearly recognize that I am approaching the vicinity of the Good Curse Institute, and it is the Good Curse Institute that I am familiar with.

Just as the saying goes, the fake can't be real, and the end of the world will eventually be defeated.

That's right, after putting on the mask again, Gospel, Weeping, Darkness, Fire Claw... everything, like the fury of Mother Gospel, has disappeared without a trace.

The false history has simply and neatly returned to falsehood.

It seems that Mother Gospel finds "Jade Soul Master" easier to find than me, so he made the choice quickly.

Although I don't know if there will be any price to pay, as someone who enjoys the benefits, Fu Qian still deeply feels that he has worked hard.

"Professor Fu—"

To the point that when he strolled leisurely to the entrance of the Good Curse Institute in a tea break manner, it obviously confused the staff here.

There's no way around it, the uniquely shaped armor is one thing, but at this moment, this academic giant is even holding a disposable cup in his right hand, his posture so classic that people can't help but look for petit fours in his other hand.

"Are you… planning to go in?"

After making some effort without success, the two gatekeepers finally remembered to confirm his intention.

"Can I go in?"

The miracle of restricting perception was completely shattered at this moment. Fu Qian looked at the two somewhat familiar Night Watchers with a smile, indicating that even this conversation sounded somewhat familiar.

"You are free to enter and exit."

As Night Watchers, they are naturally not afraid of an academic, but the two still answered quickly, their tone meticulous.

Oh? It feels like I'm admired and respected wherever I go.

It's easy to imagine that this is Yuan Fang's special arrangement. Faced with this experience similar to that of the Participation Sword Institute, Professor Fu felt a moment of great comfort.

"No, I'm just taking a stroll."

Although he immediately indicated that he was just taking a walk, and even raised the cup in his hand.

"Okay…"

The two Night Watchers didn't know what to say, they just nodded stiffly.

...

It's not about being low-key, it's mainly that the project at the Good Curse Institute is almost finished, and there's really not much need to bother them again.

On the other hand, I really need to rest a bit.

The surge in the inner demon index is not just talk.

The Zawa Rudo大法 just now, although it took a different approach, made the opponent actively remove the carefully planned trap, and may even have paid a certain price for it.

But the price I paid for it is now being reflected—the world is rejecting me.

For example, although everything seems normal, the sunlight at two or three o'clock in the afternoon can no longer bring a trace of warmth to my body.

Even with this temporary file in front of me, my synchronization rate is decreasing, like a dream that will wake up at any time.

If this situation develops to the extreme, it will be completely kicked out of this isolated area.

And once materialism fails, what awaits the academy is a complete idealization, following in the footsteps of what Akons would have had, becoming a part of Jade Soul Master's "pure self."

As for these people in it... judging from the reactions of the two Night Watchers just now, when I was constantly being thrown into temporary files, everything in the academy was still operating normally.

However, until now, I haven't seen any major disturbances, indicating that idealization hasn't been noticed much.

For the academy, which was once severely damaged, such a player is indeed too overpowered.

If I lose, this group of people may not have any power to resist.

Of course, even if I fall behind, there is still some distance from that step.

I'm just taking a short rest to stabilize myself, so that I can continue to be a nail in the coffin and even counterattack.

While walking, I can clearly see the laboratory's cool glazed roof.

But Fu Qian didn't continue to move forward, but sat down on a roadside bench, stretched comfortably, and stared blankly at the leaves of a snow tree not far away.

And the perpetrator who lacked public morality not only did not flee the scene, but even walked all the way with the leaf.

...

"No."

The bench is big enough for one person to sleep on, so how could Fu Qian be so lacking in public morality as to occupy it alone? He immediately indicated that anyone could sit there.

A face I've never seen before, and I can't even sense the transcendent rank.

The appearance is surprisingly exquisite, and the robe is spotless.

The latest novel is at Six 9 Book Bar!

And the person who sat down next to me can be said to have a very distinctive image.

About the same height as me, can't tell the age, can't even tell the gender, but at the same time has the beauty of both genders.

"Professor Fu Qian?"

While highly evaluating, the other party played with the leaf in his hand and suddenly asked without emotion.

"Yes, what's your name?"

Meeting by chance, Fu Qian showed the casualness of an intellectual and nodded naturally.

"Meria."

"Okay, Jade Soul."

...

"If you don't like this name, it might be better to call me Master."

The question-and-answer jump is obviously a bit strong, and facing Fu Qian's pointing at the plum as jade, the person involved pondered slightly and put forward a new suggestion.

It really is you.

"Okay, Meria Master."

Fu Qian, who was in a great mood after receiving the verification, naturally followed suit.

"Whatever, do you know why I appeared here?"

"Meria" gave up on the effort to call him that and changed the question.

"You know, how could I not know?"

Telling the other party that he was wrong, that he was actually an objective and independent third party and not his inner demon, obviously wouldn't make sense to this stubborn person.

So Fu Qian really smoothly took on the role of two in one, and asked back with a smile.

What else could it be for?

The moment this person sat down next to me, the slight breeze that was still there just now instantly disappeared.

Even the leaves on the trees across the road are still swaying in the wind.

Strike while the iron is hot, Meria is obviously accelerating the rejection of this place towards me through this close contact.

"Do you know why I can appear here?"

Meria continued to ask, without any expression on Fu Qian's answer.

"Know."

And Fu Qian continued to nod.

The logic is also not complicated, as one rises and the other falls, the place where materialism is rejected is naturally where idealism runs rampant.

On the one hand, I am being rejected, and on the other hand, Jade Soul Master can already directly insert people in from thin air.

As for why it's Meria?

Obviously, although it didn't succeed in Akons, the legacy of that superior person has been successfully digested.