Nightmare’s Call

Lin Sheng understood the meaning over there.

The reason is that the school is not strong enough to cover everything. Radiation controls all situations, so all patrol teams should do their best.

Lin Sheng understood this arrangement.

The same is true of his request, as long as these outsiders don't interfere with their completion of credit tasks, the rest doesn't matter.

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

Under the circumstances that the outsiders restrained a little, there was really no change.

Time passed slowly.

two days later.

Bain University Office.

da da da

Professor Umandira's fingers tapped on the armrest of the chair constantly and rhythmically, making a crisp sound.

He frowned slightly, staring at the vice-principal Su Na who was drinking tea opposite.

Sitting here like him are three other professors and mentors.

They were originally conducting their own research in various small secret places. But a sudden phone call from the vice principal, Su Na, made them gather here within 20 minutes.

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

"So, the forces that sniped us haven't found their roots yet?" the owner of the crystal cane workshop, an old man with a cane and a black round hat, asked in a low voice.

"Even without seeing other people's faces, our strength has been reduced by one-third? Vice President Su Na, are you sure this is not a joke?"

Umandira also looked ugly.

The school's industry and their high-level core are inextricably linked.

Although Bain University is only a mid-level crown school, it also has various industries. The daily output of the major workshops is an astonishing number. Once the industry is suppressed, it will inevitably lead to excess output. Earnings fell.

"I didn't mean to be joking." Su Na said coldly, she was also in a bad mood.

"Recently, with regard to cults, for some reason, there have been more and more disturbances in the area our university is responsible for.

More and more mentors were sent to suppress the inspections. We are somewhat understaffed ourselves. And now, suddenly, such a scandal has erupted. "

She crossed her hands, her fingers intertwined lightly, and her eyes were cold and severe.

"Batoya's instructor's case of researching banned pharmaceuticals has an extremely bad impact on the school's reputation. The Mega National Assembly has passed a proposal to cut our research funding."

No one in the school office made a sound.

Although Batoya is only a tutor of the school, no one outside knows whether his research is a private act or the school ordered it. It is inevitable to have this motion.

"What does the principal say?" the workshop owner of Silent Volcano asked in a low voice.

"The teacher has already contacted several Yuechi councilors. The current situation is already the result of many relationships trying to suppress it." Su Na said lightly.

The room fell silent again.

"Then what kind of meeting do you want us to hold? What's the point?" Silent Volcano Workshop Master said coldly.

"The meaning?" Su Na chuckled lightly, "The reason why everyone came here is naturally because we still have the last chance to turn things around."

"The last chance to come back?"

Several people exchanged glances vaguely, looked at Su Na, and waited for the next article.

Su Na didn't keep everyone waiting for long, and she explained the trouble in a very simple and clear manner.

"Presumably everyone knows the news about the birth of the Seven Lock Tower?"

She scanned her eyes, and quickly discovered the clarity and depression on the faces of several people present.

"As you can imagine. The government has confirmed that elites from various schools will be recruited to form a joint law enforcement department to take unified action against the Seven Locks Tower.

Originally, during this period of time, all the schools tried their best to restrain the limelight as much as possible, but unfortunately, we, Bain, just hit the knife's edge. "

"How many people will be transferred from above?" Umandira already had a premonition in his heart.

"Our school's target is fifteen people. The minimum requirement is four wings, and at least eight people in five wings." Su Na replied quickly.

The room fell into deathly silence again.

a long time.

Only the owner of the silent volcano opened his mouth in a shy voice.

"So, there can only be a few of our school's top management? The rest have to join the law enforcement department?"

"That's it." Su Na nodded slowly. "Also, this time, all the envoys of Miga can't stay out of the matter. The teacher has already officially set off, and may have arrived in the capital by now."

Even the principal was helpless.

Now everyone present is speechless.

"The requested date should not exceed February at the latest. Everyone, please prepare. This is a danger, but it is also an opportunity." Su Na left the last sentence, got up and left slowly.

Umandira slowly gripped the armrest.

He is well aware of the consequences of such a national call.

The scale of the war with the Seven Lock Tower will never be small, and casualties are inevitable. In the last unified convening, there were not one out of ten remaining elites from the major schools.

The death rate is too high.

Maybe this time it will be a little better, after all, I have been more fully prepared.

But is it possible that the Seven Lock Tower is unprepared?

Mijia, Xialin State in the north, Moon Belt River.

The turbulent river rushes forward and flows into the distance.

The setting sun is round and glows soft red.

On the white river embankment, a group of pure white pigeons fluttered their wings, pecking at the bird food pellets on the ground.

In the evening, there are many tourists on the river embankment who come to take a walk to digest food. A few children pulled the kite and trotted, and their laughter floated far away.

Slap.

A pinch of blue flame lights up, lighting a white cigarette. There is a circle of golden letters printed on the side of the cigarette butt, which looks very valuable.

The smoking man was tall and tall, wearing a black windbreaker, and his gray-white hair stood up high, as hard and exaggerated as spikes.

His skin is very white, even a little sickly pale. On one earlobe he wore a gold ring and on the other a golden cross.

The man looked up at the sunset and took a deep breath of his cigarette. The river wind blows the windbreaker he was wearing to the left.

"My lord. The Mega Law Enforcement Department has been rebuilt, and our manpower has arrived."

A woman with short silver hair and long white trousers stood quietly behind the man and said respectfully in a low voice.

The woman's expression was cold, as if no matter what happened, she couldn't change her expression.

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

The man took off the cigarette, and the smoke drifted in front of him like a thread. Set off against his pale and handsome face, there is a strange twisted beauty.

"Now that the major sealing points are vacant, all the envoys have gathered in the Law Enforcement Department. I suggest that the Haiyuan plan can be formally implemented." The silver-haired woman replied coldly.

"Don't be too serious." The man smiled. "It's just a game, just a game."

"It's a game for you, but it's destiny for us." The woman said in a low voice.

hiss.

The man took a deep breath and popped the cigarette out.

The remaining cigarettes were extinguished in mid-air, disintegrated, and dissipated into black ash.

"Fate is actually a game." He said seriously, "If you are too serious, you will die."

He turned his head and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the woman's hair.

"I'd be sad if you died."

"I'm honored. But theoretically, as long as I'm by your side, no one in the world can kill me." The silver-haired woman said coldly.

The man smiled, and rubbed the woman's silver hair like petting a cat.

"You should enjoy this era. Thousands of years ago, I named the era in which strong men emerged in large numbers and the wind and clouds met as the Golden Age.

But now, the younger generations have achieved Xeon one after another. They gathered again, facing me, facing the Seven Locks Tower.

Whether it is willpower or accumulation. Destiny brings us here again. This will be a whole new era! "

The man smiled.

"They may not shine as brightly as their predecessors did today, compared to gold. But it's just as touching."

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

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

The man smiled again.

"Don't you think... looking forward to it? Seeing their will and hope, shining dazzling light in front of me."

He opened his arms, as if wanting to hug something.

"So, I named this time and this era. Silver! To reward them for their struggle to please me with everything."

"Baiyin." The silver-haired woman behind her lowered her eyes, staring at the man facing the setting sun in front of her.