Chapter 113: Seventeen Years Old, Afraid of School Violence!

Chapter 113 []: Seventeen years old, afraid of school violence!

The next day.

Jinghai No. 1 Middle School, Class 4, Grade 3.

Today's monthly exam.

Early in the morning, Lu Xun noticed that his deskmate's calf bones had been shaking and couldn't stop at all.

If skeletons could sweat, Lu Xun believed that this kid would already be sweating profusely.

Snapped!

"Why are you so nervous?" He reached out and patted Ur on the back, curled his lips and said, "Anyway, you are a foreign student, and you are recommended to a prestigious school, so there is no need to care about your grades. You can learn from Wei'er, look at others, and the mountain will collapse. And his face doesn't change, his heart doesn't beat, and he doesn't panic at all about exams or whatever."

"Ahem~ I'm a little nervous too, classmate Lu." Wei'er in the back row couldn't help but poke Lu Xun's back with a pencil. With a serious face on her face, she corrected in a low voice, "My normal heart rate is 62 beats/min. It's 77 beats/min now, my heartbeat is speeding up, don't talk nonsense."

Lu Xun: "..."

Do normal people count their heartbeats? This girl is outrageous!

"Brother Lu, I don't understand...my leader is very strict." Ur smiled bitterly, his skull face filled with vicissitudes that were not for his age, "If you don't get into the top 800 of your grade, you can go back to the Necromancer clan during the holidays. , I will have to shed my skin even if I die.”

"Are you so nervous before the first eight hundred? Those who didn't know better thought you were going to be in the top eight of your grade." Lu Xun said speechlessly.

Besides...you have no skin to begin with!

The Necrons have no biological parents, with heaven as their father and earth as their mother.

But after each reincarnation, they have a "guide", who is similar to their elders.

"My goal is to rank in the top 200 in my grade, and the pressure is very high."

Wei'er sighed, turned her beautiful eyes, and looked at Lu Xun, with a rare hint of envy in her tone:

"If I could have one-tenth of Lu's learning talent, I wouldn't be nervous before the exam."

"Don't compare yourself to Brother Lu." Ur waved his hand and said to Weier, "He is not normal."

"Yeah." Weier nodded with deep understanding.

Lu Xun: "???"

Good guys, one of you is a Necromancer with an actual age of 1,000 years and a mental age of only 12 years old; the other is an elf with an age of 18 years and 1,000 months... Do you think I'm abnormal?

Obviously, I am the only normal person in the back row of the classroom, by the window. He complained in his mind.

…

Not long after, the exam started.

Lu Xun handed in his paper one hour early.

Leaving school in style.

He first went to the vegetable market alone to buy some food, and then went to Jinghai No. 9 Middle School where Xie Manyu was located. He found a seat outside the school gate and waited patiently.

Their school also has its monthly exam today.

Lu Xun sat on a bench.

He was not the only one waiting for the student exams to end.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. This man's car was parked nearby and he had a cigar in his hand, looking like a successful man.

"Do you know when the exam will be finished? Young man." The middle-aged man asked politely.

"Almost, there are still ten minutes." Lu Xun replied, and then asked him, "Are you picking up your daughter?"

"Haha, no, no, no, I'm her uncle." The middle-aged man said with a faint smile.

Jingle bell bell~

After waiting for a while, I heard the bell ringing, and students left the examination room one after another, carrying schoolbags one by one, and rushed towards the school gate.

"uncle!"

A female high school student ran out happily and threw herself into the arms of a middle-aged man. She stood on tiptoes and kissed the man on the cheek, cheering:

"I miss you so much. Where are you going to play today?"

"I'll go shopping with you, and then..." Uncle whispered in her ear the follow-up words.

Lu Xun felt a little weird.

He took out his sunglasses and put them on, and the color of his eyes changed from black to gold.

In the field of vision, the emotional color of the two people is pink...representing lust.

‘Oh! ’

Lu Xun's pupils suddenly trembled, and his outlook exploded.

Your uncle, all the bullshit uncles are all lies.

What kind of monsters are there in Jinghai No. 9 Middle School?

He looked around and found that there were only a few parents picking up their children at the school gate, but there were a lot of men of all ages who came to pick up their lovers... He couldn't help but gasp.

My sister has been in Ninth Middle School for a year. It is not easy to get out of the mire without being stained.

Zhuo, this school is really ridiculous.

When I reach adulthood in a few days, I have to rush to the elite and transfer Xiaoyu to No. 1 Middle School as soon as possible... Lu Xun took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"elder brother!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Xie Manyu jumped into Lu Xun's arms with joy... Then she took the vegetable bag from his hand and couldn't wait to look through it:

"Chicken breast, fish, lotus root... Wow, you bought so much? Hehe, there will be something delicious later!"

Lu Xun: "..."

Damn it, I don’t need you to kiss me, but can you stop thinking about eating, you bastard!

…It’s so happy to be a heartless foodie.

"Let's go home." Lu Xun sighed and asked helplessly, "Your dad will have surgery in a few days, and he has to move the day before the surgery. Have you asked for leave from the school?"

"Yeah, my boss has approved my leave note in advance." She nodded.

"That's fine."

"Why are you wearing sunglasses every day recently?" She asked her brother doubtfully, a little worried, "Have you been bullied? Are your eyes swollen? Let me take a look."

"You are overthinking. Your brother and I are not afraid of school violence."

The brother and sister walked side by side and stopped a car on the road.

Buzz~

Suddenly, Lu Xun's body shook.

A strong sense of crisis emerged in his brain. The hair on his body stood on end, goosebumps appeared, and warning signs rose in his heart...

Crisis sensors were triggered.

brush!

He turned back suddenly and looked in the direction of the crisis. The bright golden eyes hidden behind his sunglasses immediately locked onto a target.

"Xiaoyu."

"Huh? What's wrong, bro?"

"Here you go, get in the car and go home first. I have something urgent to do."

"Ah? Oh, okay, then... then you come back soon." She was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but she didn't ask any more questions, and obediently took the vegetable bag from her brother's hand, and then got in the car. .

boom.

The car door is closed.

Lu Xun snapped his fingers, and the void in the back of the taxi opened. An evil spirit crawled out and stayed beside Xie Manyu, but she didn't notice it.

The car drove slowly and flew away with dust.

He watched the car disappear, then slowly turned around with a sinister smile on his lips:

"After twenty days of searching, I finally caught you, little mouse!"

His name is Leviev Blois, a senior imperial officer.

He once took three injections of super awakening potion and became a level 6 powerhouse.

He and 28 vampire spies sneaked into Jinghai to find the commander of the "Giant".

It's a pity that those vampires were so useless that they were all wiped out within a few days of arriving in Jinghai.

Leviv was left lurking alone.

At this moment, he had just taken the monthly exam as a sophomore boy in high school, and accurately controlled the scores to determine the exam results that met the disguise goal... Don't be surprised, this is just the basic operation of a super spy.

Leviv does not have the dark magic of vampires that can search souls and read memories.

But he has three superpowers: transformation, mantra, and gravity field manipulation.

He selected a high school boy as his target, killed the kid, and assumed the other person's identity.

This is because the super power of transformation conflicts with mechanical implants, and he does not have a prosthetic body, so it is safer to pretend to be a minor or a middle school student.

He doesn't have the memory of this high school student, so it stands to reason that it would be easy for him to reveal flaws.

But as a super spy, this is not a problem for Leviev at all.

"Mantra", his second superpower.

He can impart spiritual influence to his voice, and no matter what nonsense he says, the audience will 100% believe it.

Even if he says "I am your husband" to a stranger on the street, the other girl will believe her and follow him to the hotel.

If he is short of money, he only needs to grab a random person and say to him, "I am the President of the Federation. Give me money and I will make you a general to protect the country." The other person will excitedly take out his wallet and hand it to him. , and knelt down to thank God for his mighty grace.

Only people with strong enough soul power can counteract this mental influence.

But it is a pity that humans, a short-lived species with inferior innate advantages, not only have a weak body, but also a fragile soul.

In short, Leviv can do whatever he wants in the human world!

Those 28 Vampire spies are all trash, so they are still trying to "rebuild the glory of the Vampire Clan"? Leviv sneered inwardly.

If it cannot be used for a long time, it is not a pity to die.

The rise of the empire still depends on me!

As he walked "home" with his schoolbag on his back, he planned the next arrangements in his mind.

The commander was so hidden that even the city lord didn't know his identity.

Fortunately, Leviev was not in a hurry.

First continue to hibernate, prioritize safety, and then wait for the opportunity.

Create opportunities where there are no opportunities.

He believed that with his own ability, he would have a chance to find the commander of the "Giant Hero".

As long as the commander is killed, the emperor's mecha underground in Jinghai will be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

Without the strategic city defense force, they could easily kill all the six million people in this second-level self-circulating city, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.

By then, it will definitely be a heavy blow to Renlian!

As he walked, he suddenly walked into a huge shadow.

"Um?"

I remember there were no walls here.

Viv's thoughts were interrupted. He stopped, raised his head with confusion, and looked straight ahead... Then his expression became dull, and his eyes were full of shock.

Where is the "wall" here?

Standing in front of him was a giant 3.6 meters tall, with a body as majestic as a mountain and covered with ferocious bone armor!

He was so huge. His extremely thick frame was covered with gigantic devilish muscles. His wrists were thicker than Liviv's waist. He had sharp horns on the top of his head and a pair of shining golden eyes that were breathtaking.

He carried a huge 2.8-inch-long mace on his shoulders. The big stick was covered with ferocious metal spikes and shone with a cold light.

At this moment, the devil's muscular giant had a mace on his shoulder and was lowering his head, looking down at Liviv; his posture was majestic and his body was majestic, just like a giant dragon staring at an ant on the ground.

This visual impact and sense of oppression cannot be described in words.

Gudong~

Reviv subconsciously took two steps back, his throat rolled hard, and he found that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he felt suffocated.

This is an alley.

The ant and the dragon meet on a narrow road.

After he reacted, he quickly retreated to the alley wall on the left, stood close to the wall, and made way for the other party. His voice was trembling:

"Big...big brother, please go first."

However, the three-meter-six-meter giant shook his head and did not move forward. His golden majestic eyes were still focused on him, and his voice rumbled like rolling thunder in his ears:

"High school student?"

Liviv nodded quickly, showing the cowardice expected of a frail young man: "High...sophomore in high school, ten...seventeen years old."

"oh."

The giant held the mace in his right hand, touched his chin with his left hand, suddenly grinned, and asked him:

"Young man, are you afraid of school violence?"