Chapter 3 Where Is This Monster (Not Finished Yet)

"Is the news confirmed?"

"..."

"Okay, then I understand. I'll go back right away."

Magic City, on a steel spire in the north of the city.

The president of Peking University, wearing the official robe of the Fair Association, hung up the cell phone communication, raised his eyes, and silently looked at the campus of Peking University in the distance with an expressionless face.

"What happened?" Behind him, another man in black robe asked doubtfully: "Is there any trouble at your school?"

"Over there." The president of Beijing University pondered for a moment and raised his hand: "Have you felt a strong mental wave?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind." The man in black robe nodded: "There should be tens of thousands of people practicing in a group. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a movement. Did you organize it? Several schools joint activities?"

"No. And... tens of thousands of people, wrong. One person, right."

Hearing this, the man in black robe was even more confused: "What? What do you mean?"

The president of Beijing University turned his head and looked at the man in black robe with complex eyes: "This spiritual gravitational vortex was not created by tens of thousands of people. It was created by one person."

Man in black robe: "..."

President of Beijing University: "..."

Man in black robe: "..."

President of Beijing University: "What's that expression on your face?"

Man in black robe: "Look at me, a foreigner, do you think I'm a second-guessing guy?"

President of Beijing University: "..."

"Do you think I believe it?"

"Believe it or not, he is also a person."

"Don't think that because I don't practice martial arts, I don't understand the common sense of the martial arts world. The level of mental power is usually innate. The level of a martial arts master will only increase slightly." As he said that, the man in black robe was condescending. Pointing to the location of the Beijing University campus: "A vortex of mental power of that level cannot be produced by an individual or even a small group. Not even ten level 9 martial arts masters can produce it."

The president of Beijing University was silent for a moment and shook his head: "To be honest, I wouldn't believe this kind of thing normally. But at first, there is no way the school would lie to me.

Secondly..."

"Secondly what?"

"Secondly." The president of Beijing University had deep eyes and a faint tone: "The person responsible for causing this 'mental black hole' incident is too special. From my point of view, no matter what happened to that person, it is not too special. It could be a coincidence."

"Who?" The man in black robe was startled: "Is it the mysterious man who saved the Demon City yesterday?"

"……uncertain."

"Are you the leader of a country or the leader of the Fair Association? The various intelligence forces can be called the best in the world. Are you not sure?"

"Because on the surface, that 'person' only has level three strength. There is a huge gap from yesterday's image of 'what he says and what he does'. And if it is a person, there is absolutely no need to hide his identity. Unless he has a special hobby. "

"Is this so..." The man in black robe thought thoughtfully: "Have you used the Eye of Cause and Effect?"

"It's used." The gloom in the eyes of the president of Beijing University seemed to be real: "From the perspective of cause and effect, the 'person' I suspected is Level 3."

"Then there is no need to doubt." The man in black robe laughed: "You have deployed the Eye of Karma, which naturally proves that they are not the same person."

"But this is even more contradictory. When all impossibilities are eliminated, whatever remains is absolutely the truth of the incident, no matter how ridiculous it is."

The man in black robe mocked: "Read too many comics? This is the real world."

President of Beijing University: "..."

The man in black robe: "But the possibility that the two people are actually a master-disciple relationship is quite high."

The president of Beijing University mocked: "Read too many online articles? This is the real world."

Man in black robe: "..."

On the deserted tower, the two fell silent.

I do not know how long it has been.

When a dark cloud obscured the half moon in the night sky, the black-robed man spoke again: "Anyway, it will never happen that a person can create a 'mental black hole'. Even if that person is the mysterious man who slaughtered the beast tide yesterday. Same."

"Okay, let's go together then?" The president of Beijing University sneered, touching his pure white Changhu character: "Bet. Do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare?" The man in black robe also sneered: "Tell me what you are betting on."

"Whoever loses will give his wife to the other party."

Man in black robe: "...It turns out you are also humorous. But not very humorous."

"Cowarded?"

"This is not a matter of coercion or not. The key point is that you are a century-old bachelor, where did you get a wife?"

Hearing this, the president of Beijing University's eyes filled with murderous intent: "How do you know about this kind of thing?"

"I have my channels. I also know many things about you." The corner of the man in black robe raised a curve: "How about... let's bet on 'that thing'. Whoever loses will be responsible for the execution. I'm going to find someone this time." Isn't that what you are discussing?"

"...Okay. It's a bet."

"happy."

Principal: "If you dare to go back on your word, I will make you regret it."

Man in black robe: "If you dare to regret it, I will destroy you."

Principal: "Forced rhyme, you really annoy me."

Reach a consensus.

The two looked at each other and jumped off the spire together.

"Huhu——"

Facing the wind, the two sets of robes whirred and flew straight towards the Capital University in a gliding manner...

…

At the same time, in the dormitory of Beijing University.

Fourth floor, dormitory 404.

Chen Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the stern-faced old director of the Education Department in front of him, then looked at the broken door behind the old director, and frowned: "Did you fart and break the door?"

Old director: "..."

Chen Yu: "Then the question is, in this case, should you pay us? Or should we pay the teaching office? Or if you pay us, we will pay the teaching office, which is called three compensations."

"It's two compensations." The old director corrected.

Chen Yu: "Okay, you have the final say."

"...Don't change the subject for me. I came from the teaching office in the middle of the night just to fart in your room?"

"Otherwise? Are you still going to let me go and pull me out?"

"Gou Sheng once mentioned your personality to me. So it doesn't work for me."

After that, he took a step forward and looked directly at Chen Yu face to face. Just as he was about to say something, he caught sight of the other five students in the dormitory.

When the words reached his lips, he shrank back and changed the topic: "You guys, go down first. I have something I want to talk to classmate Chen Yu about."

"Yes." The muscular man No. 1 standing aside knew that the matter was of great importance, and decisively pulled the confused No. 2, the confused No. 3, and the frightened No. 4 out of the dormitory.

Only the "Slender Man" was left with a dull look on his face, his body was stiff, and his thoughts couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

When Chen Yu released that terrifying mental power in front of him, he was "down" until now...

As a martial arts mage, his world has completely collapsed.

"Pah, pah."

Reaching out his hand, the old director gently patted the slender man's cheek: "Hey, wake up."

Slender man: "()..."

"Hello?"

Slender man: "()..."

"Wake up, hey!"

Slender man: "()..."

"Awake!!!"

A roar filled his ears, and the slender man suddenly came back to his senses. His pupils refocused and he looked around: "Ah...ah? Hmm...where is this? Who am I? What do I want to do?"

"Look here." The old director grabbed the slender man's head, made his eyes meet his own, and said in a serious tone, "Do you see clearly who I am?"

"Are you..." The slender man's eyes quickly moved: "You... are you an old... old... old man?"

The old director's face changed instantly, and he slapped the slender man on the back of the head: "Fart! I am the old director."

"Old... old director."

"Remember?"

"Old Director! Ah...I remember." The slender man suddenly shivered, and his tight muscles gradually relaxed.

But after a moment of calm, he realized what had happened. He quickly hugged the dean's thigh with his left hand, pointed his trembling right hand at Chen Yu, knelt on the ground with his half-lid body, and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Old director! It’s not good! Yu…Brother Yu is perverted, ah ah—"

Chen Yu: "??"

[Suffering psychological damage: Mental power +7]

"Director, he...he...his mental power was not normal and he exploded." Screaming, the slender man looked at Chen Yu with eyes full of fear.

"I know." Nodding, the old director patted the slender man on the shoulder: "That's why I'm here. There's something else going on here, so you can go down first."

"His... essence... spirit... Aba Aba Aba..."

Old director: "..."

"Abaaaaaaaaaah! Suddenly Yu...geigei exploded..."

Seeing that the other party could not calm down for a long time and showed signs of becoming more and more mentally ill, the old director became impatient, picked up the slender man's clothes and threw them out of the window.

"Bang! Crash—"

The glass window shattered, and the slender man screamed and disappeared into the night without a trace.

Chen Yu wiped away the glass shards that splashed on his nose and glanced at the broken door and window frame: "How about you break the load-bearing wall as well."

Turning his gaze back to Chen Yu, the old director said expressionlessly: "Now, we are the only ones left."

"……good."

Clenching his fists, Chen Yu struggled for a long time, stood up silently, rubbed his slightly numb legs, and turned to walk to the bathroom in the dormitory.

As he walked, he took off his coat: "Then I'll take a shower first."

Old director: "?"

"Oh, by the way." When he walked to the bathroom door, Chen Yu put his hand on the doorknob and looked back at Bai Meisheng: "Did you bring the lubricant?"

Old director: "??"

"This thing needs to be prepared. I have no experience."

Old director: "???"

"Let me call Muscular Man No. 1." After saying that, Chen Yu took out his mobile phone and was about to dial the number.

"Snapped."

The old director's figure flickered, and he teleported to Chen Yu in a "trance", snatched the phone away, and said in a serious tone: "Chen Yu, don't change the subject. Don't do these time-wasting tricks. You know I'm here to find you." What is it for?"

"……All right."

Sighing, Chen Yu scratched his head irritably, turned around, crossed his legs, and sat in his original position. He threw out a chair with his left hand: "Sit. Let's sit down and chat."

The old director took the wooden chair with dexterity, wiped off the dust and sawdust on it, and sat opposite Chen Yu: "You say it first, or should I say it first?"

"You go ahead. I like waiting in."

Old director: "??"

"Oh, I'll tell you later."

"Chen Yu, please be normal. As a top student at Beijing University, you must be at least serious and rigorous."

Chen Yu nodded and repeated: "I understand. As a top student at Beijing University, you must be at least 'serious' and 'strict'."

Old director: "..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Old director: "Did you drive just now?"

Chen Yu: "What is a car? What are you thinking about? As a senior executive of Beijing University, you must have the minimum 'notarization' and 'strictness'."

"Okay, this topic is over. Let's..."

"I understand." Standing up, Chen Yu bowed deeply: "Then I will go back today. Listening to your words is like listening to your words."

"..."

Suddenly for a while, the old director quietly burst out with a level 8 energy, expressionless: "Have you ever heard of what martial arts are - two punches?"

After dusting off the non-existent dust on his body, Chen Yu sat back and said in a gentle manner: "Old director, what do you want to ask? Mr. Chen knows everything, speaks everything, tries his best, and does his best."

The old director, who had +1 response experience, automatically blocked Chen Yu's flirtatious remarks. He raised his eyes and pointed at the ceiling with his index finger: "You must have created that mental black hole on the roof."

"Yeah." Chen Yu confessed: "We do have a little relationship with me..."

"What's the big deal?"

"It was entirely my fault."

"Is this a little bit?"

"A little bit, a little bit, a little bit...I haven't finished what I just said."

"...Then you understand what 'it' is."

"I almost understand." Chen Yu thought: "It should be the spiritual gravitational vortex caused by excess mental power."

"You are not just having excess." The old director leaned forward involuntarily and lowered his voice: "A mental black hole of this level can only be created by the joint efforts of at least tens of thousands of people."

"Can you give me the salary of tens of thousands of people?"

"I warn you again, don't think so fast and be more serious,"

"good."

"The mental power of tens of thousands of people is not as good as your own. You have to give me an explanation for this."

"Love cannot be forced."

Chen Yu closed his eyes and sighed: "Logic is the same."

Old director: "..."

"I admit that my mental strength is much higher than that of normal people. But it is so high that tens of thousands of people combined cannot compare... Do you think it is realistic?"

"Facts speak louder than words. How do you explain the 'mental black hole' above your head?"

"So I can't explain it." Chen Yu spread his hands helplessly: "I am also confused and have no idea what happened."

"What do you mean...do you want to deny it?" The old director raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not denying it, I'm just telling you that I don't have the mental power of tens of thousands of people combined."

"The sophistry failed." The old director shook his finger and suddenly sneered: "Phenomena related to mental power are not natural phenomena. Therefore, theoretically there is no coincidence in this kind of thing."

Chen Yu: "Maybe some big boss opened it secretly and then put the blame on me."

Old Director: "We can do a mental verification experiment. It just so happens that the 'raw materials' are on the roof of the building."

Chen Yu: "..."

"Chen Yu." Sitting upright, the old director pondered for half a minute, and said earnestly: "I understand your situation. So I understand your cautious, rebellious, rebellious, and hidden psychological emotions. But I can guarantee that in this world, Everyone may betray you. Only I am your only safe haven."

Hearing this, Chen Yu had a strange expression, vaguely aware that something was wrong.

He felt...this old man seemed to be pursuing him...

At the same time, I also feel that my "secret" seems to have been seen through by the other party.

"...Director, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

"You can understand." The old director's voice was even lower: "Chen Yu, don't be conservative with me. The noise you made this time is too great. You should tell me the whole story. Only I can help." you."

"I've told you everything I can tell you." Chen Yu rubbed his face: "I caused the black hole in mental power, but my own mental power is not at the level of tens of thousands of people."

Mental power and energy are two completely different systems.

Spiritual power is concentrated in "thinking", "consciousness", and even the mysterious and mysterious "soul".

As long as he doesn't show it, no one can figure out his depth.

"It seems you are still on guard, in that case."

Standing up, the old director straightened his beard and appearance, took two steps forward, bent down, leaned into Chen Yu's ear, and whispered softly: "..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Straightening up, the old director smiled mysteriously: "Did you hear that clearly? Do you understand?"

Chen Yu: "You're so naughty. You kissed my ear and blew into it. Or I'd better take a shower."

The old director's smile suddenly stiffened.

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ps: I have updated it steadily and added many more words.

By the way, the photos have never been reviewed. (ω`)

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