Nightmare’s Call

Lin Sheng understood the meaning over there.

It is because the school is inadequate, there is no way to cover everything, and radiation controls all situations.

Lin Sheng understands this arrangement.

His request is the same, as long as these outsiders do not affect them to complete the credit task, the rest does not matter.

With this in mind, Lin Sheng went out to patrol twice a day, one each morning and evening.

With the outsiders converging slightly, nothing really happened.

Time passes slowly.

Two days later.

Bain University Office.

Da Da Da Da ...

Professor Umandila's fingers beat on the arm of the chair constantly and rhythmically, making a crisp noise.

He frowned slightly, staring at Suna, the vice-principal drinking tea across from him.

Sitting here like him, there are three other professors and mentors.

They were doing their own research in small secret places everywhere. But Deputy Headmaster Su Na suddenly called and asked them to gather here in twenty minutes.

In the school office, the atmosphere was slightly depressed and dignified.

"So, sniping our forces, haven't found roots yet?" The owner of the crystal cane, an old man with a black cane holding a cane, asked lowly.

"Without seeing anyone else's face, our strength is reduced by a third? Vice-Chancellor Suna, are you sure this is not a joke?"

Umandila is also ugly.

The school industry is inextricably linked to these high-level cores.

Although Bain University is only a middle school crown school, it also has a variety of industries. The daily output of the major workshops is an astonishing number. Once the industry is suppressed, it will inevitably cause excess output. Earnings fell.

"I didn't mean to be kidding." Suna said coldly, and she was also in a bad mood.

"With regard to cults, for some reason, there has been increasing regional unrest in our university.

More and more mentors are sent to suppress the inspections. Some of us are understaffed. This scandal has suddenly erupted. "

She crossed her hands, her fingers were staggered, her eyes were cold.

"Batoya's tutor study of banned pharmaceuticals has had a terrible impact on the reputation of the school. The Miga National Assembly has passed a bill to reduce our research funding."

No one spoke in the school office.

Although Bartoa is only a mentor to the school, no one outside knows whether his research is private or instigated by the school. This motion is inevitable.

"What does the principal say?" The Silent Volcano workshop owner asked lowly.

"The teacher has contacted several Yuechi members. This situation is already the result of the efforts of many relations to suppress it." Su Na said indifferently.

The room was silent again.

"So what do you want us to have? What's the point?" Silent Volcano Square owner said coldly.

"Meaning?" Su Na chuckled softly. "The reason for everyone to come over is because we still have the last chance to come back."

"Last chance to come back?"

Several people exchanged vague glances and looked at Suna, waiting for the post.

Suna didn't ask everyone to wait long, and she simply and eloquently stated the trouble this time.

"Presumably everyone knows the birth of the Seven Locks Tower, right?"

She glanced at her, and soon found the presence and depression of the faces of the several people present.

"As you think. The government has confirmed that the selection of elites from various universities will form a joint law enforcement department to target the Seven Locks Tower.

At this time, all the schools were as convergent as possible, but unfortunately, Bain ... just hit the knife. "

"How many people will be transferred above?" Umandila already had a hunch.

"The target for our school is fifteen. The minimum requirement is four wings, of which five wings are at least eight." Suna quickly answered.

The room fell into dead silence again.

a long time.

The owner of the silent volcano said aloud.

"So, we can only have a small number of seniors in the school? The rest have to join the law enforcement department?"

"That's it." Suna nodded slowly. "Also, this time all the Miga ambassadors can't stay aside. The teacher has officially set off and may now have arrived in the capital."

Even the principal was helpless.

Everyone here was speechless.

"The date is requested, no later than February. Please prepare for it. This is a danger, it is also an opportunity." Suna finally dropped a sentence and got up slowly to leave.

Umandila slowly clenched the armrest.

He knew very well what the consequences of such a national call would be.

The scale of the war with the Seven Locks Tower will never be small, and death and injury are inevitable. At the last unified rally, none of the remaining elites in major universities existed.

The mortality rate is too high.

Maybe this time will be better, after all, I am more fully prepared.

But is it possible that the Seven Locks Tower is not ready?

...........

...........

Miga, Xialin Prefecture, north, Moon Belt River.

The rushing river rushed forward, flowing into the distance.

The setting sun is round and exudes soft red light.

On the white river embankment, a group of white pigeons flapped their wings and pecked at the ground for bird food particles.

In the evening, there are many tourists on the river embankment who come for a walk to eat. A few children dragged the kite to trot and laughed.

Slap.

A pinch of blue flame lit, lighting a white cigarette. The side of the cigarette **** is printed with a circle of golden letters, which looks very valuable.

The smoking man was tall and dressed in a black trench coat, with gray hair standing high, exaggeratingly hard like a spike.

He had very pale skin, and was even sickly pale. Wearing a gold ring on the earlobe and a gold cross.

The man looked up at the sunset and took a deep breath of cigarettes. The river breeze blew his windbreaker to the left.

"Sir. The Miga Law Enforcement Department has been rebuilt and our manpower has been gathered."

A short silver-haired woman in white long trousers stood quietly behind the man, whispering respectfully.

The woman's expression was cold, as if nothing could change her expression.

"Lingsha. Don't always be so cold, you should smile more,"

The man took off the cigarette, and the smoke passed by in the wind like a thread. To set off his pale and handsome face, there was a strange twisted beauty.

"Now the major seal spots are vacant, and other envoys have gathered at the Law Enforcement Department. I suggest that the Haiyuan Plan can be formally implemented." The silver-haired female character said coldly.

"Don't be too serious," the man smiled. "Just a game, just a game."

"It's a game for you, but destiny for us," the woman whispered.

hiss...

The man took a deep breath and popped his cigarette butt.

The remaining cigarettes extinguished in midair, decomposed, and turned into black ashes to dissipate.

"Destiny is actually a game," he said seriously. "Too serious, you will die."

He turned his head and reached out and gently touched the woman's hair.

"I'll be sad when you die."

"I am honored. But in theory, as long as I stay with you, no one in the world can kill me." The silver-haired woman said coldly.

The man smiled, rubbing the woman's silver hair like touching a cat.

"You should enjoy this era well. Thousands of years ago, I named the era of the strong and powerful society as the golden age.

Now, the descendants of the original have achieved Xeon. They gathered again, facing me, facing the Seven Locks Tower.

Either the will or the accumulation. Fate makes us meet again here. This will be a new era! "

The man smiled.

"Compared to gold, they may not shine as well as their predecessors today. But they are equally moving."

He took a deep breath intoxicated, as if sniffing some intoxicating aroma.

"What do you want to say?" Lingsha said coldly.

The man smiled again.

"Don't you think ... are you looking forward to it? Looking at their will and hope, they shone in front of me."

He opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace.

"So, I will name this era at this time. Name it Silver! To reward them for trying everything to please me."

"Silver ..." The silver-haired woman behind her eyes drooped, staring at the man facing the sunset in front of her.