Chapter 1106 Protagonist

"You still look like you feel like you're taking advantage, so you can't stand up straight, Huai Shi."

The old lady didn't seem to be interested in Huai Shi's politeness and awe. Instead, she shook her head and said, "If you don't have a thicker skin, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything in the future."

"Whether I am thick-skinned or not has nothing to do with whether I respect other people." Huai Shi replied indifferently: "I am just grateful for the support you have given me."

"Hahaha, you are still so good at talking and making people feel happy. I just assume that you like to take the long term to catch big fish."

Qing Di smiled happily, and no longer showed his usual arrogant and indifferent look. Instead, he pointed to the seat next to him: "Since you are here at such a good time, do you want to chat with me, an old woman, for a while?"

Huai Shi was about to decline when she heard Isaac say proactively: "I'm sorry, I have something important to discuss with Huai Shi in detail."

"Then let's do it next time." The old lady waved her hand cheerfully, "I won't force you to participate in the afternoon tea party for seniors like us."

The two old seniors were very gentle and had no intention of using the young people to show off their masterful demeanor.

However, when Huai Shi wasn't paying attention, the monkey plucked out his hair, squawked and went back.

Earned with pride.

Huaishi didn't dare to pick up the dead monkey and beat it up if Nanguan's mother was nearby, so she could only politely nod goodbye.

After going upstairs and sitting down in Isaac's suite, the vice-principal brought over a glass of wine. After sitting down and pondering for a while, he asked, "Did the principal tell you anything before you came here?"

"It's almost like saying nothing."

Huai Shi shrugged, spread his hands and asked, "So, can you tell me first - what's going on? Where are the enemies? How many do I want to kill?"

"have no idea."

Isaac shook his head, took a sip of whiskey, and sighed worriedly: "I'm afraid the battle will not be small when the Survival Institute is working."

"You don't have any... information?" Huai Shi curiously moved forward from the sofa and winked, almost saying 'You should hurry up and take a look at the future, and then come back and give me some spoilers' written on his face. On.

Isaac was silent for a long time, which was enough to cover up the embarrassment of being targeted, "There is too much noise on the timeline, and I am afraid that the Continuity Institute will not give others such an opportunity."

Everyone says that each generation is like a god, but there are not many who are targeted like him in each generation.

For bugs like Cronos, everyone would fix them when they had nothing to do. But after all these years, it was still such a bug, so all they had to do was slap a ban on his face.

There is no way, as long as there is one-on-one, the vice-principal will be the eternal god. If you can't beat him with strong control and strong output, you still have to load the gear, and the opponent has no chance to play.

If it is a group battle, then everyone must try to ban this character first, otherwise there will be no game experience at all.

There is nothing unexpected about the Survival Institute striking first. There are some on my side, and there must be some in hell. If things turn into two time manipulators playing dolls in each other's nest, then it will become worthless. An endless cycle that is not beneficial to the results.

But despite this, the vice-principal still came here on behalf of the Heavenly Kingdom pedigree, which shows that he still has value in other aspects. Not to mention the role of a sublime tool man, a person like him who is a top scholar in more than 40 subjects , will always be an indispensable part of the decision-making process.

"I'm afraid you won't be directly involved in this battle, right?" Huai Shi asked.

"It's hard to say. The mysticism of the Survival Institute will always be elusive." Isaac rubbed his eyes tiredly. It was obvious that he had inquired about and come into contact with this aspect a lot these days. It's a pity that without Russell's ability to dance well, there is no way to deal with the ingrained confidentiality system of the Survival Institute.

Huai Shi shook his head and leaned on the sofa, "Nautilus didn't even let me take the lead. To be honest, I feel a little guilty."

"Look on the bright side, if the Survival Institute doesn't let you take it, it means it's not needed."

The vice-principal shook his head and raised his finger. Suddenly, several iron boxes crashed next to Huai Shi.

"You take these with you."

He waved his hand and the iron box opened, revealing the densely packed border relics inside. The sudden burst of light almost blinded Huai Shi's eyes.

The two thin gray gloves were from the Ivory Tower's reserve, a border relic called the Hand of Immortality. They were said to be armor that could even touch the core of a star as long as they were not afraid of other parts being burned to ashes.

On both sides are the Ring of Immortality and the Wings of Blessing of Death. One of the two rings gives the wearer an additional 60% vitality, regardless of the proportional increase, while the other is said to be enough to protect against all curses. A miraculous treasure of the soul.

And in the middle is a huge diamond with five colors flowing...

Huai Shi took a breath of air.

——The legendary miraculous engraving·Eye of Rainbow?

It is a plug-in equipment that keeps the wearer's best condition in mind. Once activated, it can directly return the wearer to the save point six times!

Then below, there is a whole row of the most powerful individual-level lethal weapons prepared for Beelzebub by the Technical Department of the Command Bureau to block and monopolize them - numbered curse bullets.

There are eight with a sequence above 3,000, one with a sequence above 800, and even one with a sequence within the hundred.

Just adding these few things together is already the bottom of the ivory tower.

Not to mention a full 1000 ml of liquid source of supply.

Huaishi has enough power to bomb with full force for more than ten minutes...

"Mr. Isaac, you won't quietly move out the school's secret reserves, right?" Huai Shi scratched his head.

As the principal's secretary who acts as the principal's authority, he has never approved the withdrawal of these things!

No, there were some things in there that he hadn't even seen in the list...

Isaac shook his head calmly: "Don't worry, I only took the part within my scope of authority. The rest is my personal and family collection. If it is not used up, remember to return it to me."

"Isn't this... too exaggerated?" Huai Shi was a little dizzy.

"Just in case."

Isaac pondered for a long time and told him bluntly: "I understand your style, but I hope you won't do too many unnecessary things, Mr. Huaishi."

He paused and emphasized solemnly: "Also, follow the command in everything, do you understand?"

Huai Shi was stunned.

"Perhaps Mr. Russell has other considerations, and maybe I did unnecessary things."

He looked down at the ice ball in the cup on the table and sighed softly: "But you have to understand - you are the future of the heavenly lineage, and you shouldn't be so careless."

From the beginning, he had expressed opposition to Huai Shi's participation in such a plan.

But as in the past, his objections will be useless.

When Kronos couldn't see his future clearly, the uneasiness hidden in his heart made the vice-principal who had been cold for thousands of years shaken.

Is it really necessary to take such a huge gamble?

Is there really such a thing as winning at the gambling table?

He didn't know what Russell was thinking, but out of trust in Russell, he never questioned his judgment. However, this does not prevent him from doing some preventive and remedial measures within his power.

Protection for the future.

"Thank you Mr. Isaac, I will put them to good use."

After a short silence, Huaishi did not reject this kind offer from Isaac, and raised his hand to collect them into the ruins. However, after several hesitations, he finally said: "If the future only exists in the greenhouse, In the greenhouse, things that are too fragile and delicate are not what everyone wants, right?"

Isaac said nothing.

But outside the door, there was joking laughter.

"For something like this in the future, you must first have talent. As long as you have it, it won't be too bad."

Behind the open door, a cheerful face poked out: "So, in addition to miracles, the inheritance of the path of divine essence is only pampering, right?

Seeing her younger generation shining brightly on the battlefield, Isaac's mother didn't say anything, but she was actually feeling drunk. Maybe she was moved to tears secretly, right? "

"..." The vice principal's expression froze and he frowned slightly, but he did not get angry or scold him. Instead, he glanced at the visitor as if helpless and left his sight.

Too lazy to care.

The first thing I saw were the tattoos that extended from under the leather jacket to the wrists and neck, including thorns, skulls, hearts and curse words. The beautiful cheeks were covered with smoky makeup, and the slender eyes and eyeliner were as sharp as knives.

Like a knight who had just returned from a motorcycle ride, she walked in swaggeringly, threw her backpack on the table, and sat down next to Huai Shi. She patted his shoulder vigorously, not hiding her appreciation at all. : "Well done on the return trip, boy.

If you want to overthrow Russell in the future, I will definitely vote for you in the Academic Affairs Office! "

"Really?" Huai Shi's brows were filled with joy. She didn't know whether she was happy to be praised, or because she heard that she was guaranteed to succeed Russell by defeating him.

"Ms. Chen..."

Isaac sighed helplessly: "As a faculty member, at least set an example for the younger generation. Also, Mr. Russell is the principal after all. Can you pay a little attention to such a topic?"

"Okay, kidding...but the voting thing is real."

Ms. Chen grinned and took out a wine bottle from her pocket: "Want some?"

From the gap she unscrewed, a wisp of alcohol breath came out. It had no sweetness of alcohol, but was as pungent as fuel. Just one whiff made Huai Shi feel like his heart was on fire.

Even if the toxicity is not measured, something that can make Yun Zhongjun cough is definitely not something that humans can drink!

And right next to him, Ms. Chen had already downed the bottle of liquid explosive. I don’t know where the wine bottle came from, a border relic, but I drank endlessly. The whole room was filled with the smell of rage and gunpowder, making people breathless.

Huai Shi could only be frightened and obediently serve his senior with wine and cigarettes.

If anything, this was the first time he and this lady had met.

【Ms. Chen】

Her real name is ominous, and she has never said it. It is said that she is from a certain family, but after she gave up her family name due to her own choice, the only thing known to others is the login name of this internal system.

As one of the leaders of the Ivory Tower Hell Branch, she is also one of the executive vice-principals of the school.

At the same time, he is also a fourth-level sublimator of the eternal road.

Unlike Raymond, a jobber with a blank slate who had just stepped up to the level, he had been equipped with the Kryptonian-clad Judgment Scale Anubis for many years!

It was a Destroyer whose expertise was all focused on war. It was an out-and-out humanoid weapon. It could be called one of the strongest combat capabilities of the Ivory Tower in hell.

She alone, without any support or logistics, wiped out the entire hell, opened up a branch base under the depths of the Ivory Tower, and maintained it for so many years, and the hell creatures she annihilated every year In addition to being able to meet the bottomless pit-like research and development needs of the Ivory Tower, there is even room for external sales. The amount of revenue generated can not only meet the daily consumption of the branch, but also save astronomical figures for various top-notch equipment...

When encountering such a big boss, Huai Shi just wants to hold her arms tight and build a good relationship.

When everyone finishes drinking, they can go to hell to fuck a few rulers and come back. Then everyone will gain two to one and make five, and they can also save themselves some seeds of the abyss. Wouldn't it be wonderful!

He really likes such a big sister who can lead the team to score points!

After a pleasant round of drinking with Huai Shi, Ms. Chen seemed to notice Isaac, who was left out next to her. She looked at the room and asked, "It seems that this time it will be the three of us who will play in a group." Yes? That guy Russell really spent a lot of money."

"more than."

Isaac rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, sighed, and finally said truthfully: "You two are the only ones specifically responsible for the battle. My main responsibility is to follow Mr. Marcus's command."

The diplomat of the Utopia, the uncle of the Roman Emperor, the old man who had been recuperating in the Tower of Ivory for a long time...

"Compared to us guys running errands, I'm afraid he is the real protagonist this time, right?"

At the same time, the governing bureau.

Accompanied by Yegor, Russell finally met his old friend again.

Sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a formal dress, with her white hair tied back meticulously.

As always, gentle and elegant.

However, after a long time, his face was already covered with wrinkles and weather, and his pupils were cloudy, as if he was distracted, staring blankly at the air in the distance. There was no response to the two visitors.

"Mr. Marcus? Hello? Do you still remember me? I took your linguistics class back then?"

Yegor greeted him for a long time but never got a reply. Finally, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

It just drew a dull glance from the old man.

Drool drooled from the corner of his mouth.

Yegor frowned and looked at 002 not far away: "Since the Survival Institute needs him, why not cure him?"

"Mr. Marcus refused."

002 replied calmly, "Diplomats need a clear head and independent judgment. We cannot take one thing away from another. Besides, only when there is a problem, treatment is needed."

After inspection, I do not believe that this condition alone will hinder Mr. Marcus' performance. "

"……All right."

Yegor resisted the urge to scratch his head, with a confused and sluggish look on his face: "In other words, we have to make an unprecedented bet on an Alzheimer's patient who has almost forgotten who he is as he gets older. On your body?"

He paused for a long time and sighed helplessly: "To be honest, I am a little... lack of confidence."

"Besides him, the Astronomical Society has no other choice. When the covenant was made, he was the only one who signed the agreement. He is the only one who can represent the agreement between heaven and hell."

Russell took out his handkerchief and wiped the saliva from the corner of his old friend's mouth, "It doesn't matter if he forgets who he is, as long as he remembers what he wants to do -"

He paused, bent down, squatted in front of his old friend, and asked solemnly: "My friend, are you qualified for your responsibilities?"

In the wheelchair, the old man's eyes moved slightly and he looked towards him.

It's like waking up from a big dream.

"Russell?"

"Yes, it's me." Russell nodded, "Are you okay?"

"It's just, a little..." Marcus thought for a moment and shook his head: "I'm sleepy."

"It's normal." Russell said: "Marcus, you are old. You feel drowsy every day. You go from one dream to another and you can't tell whether you are awake or not."

He asked softly: "But can you still defend the rights and interests of the current situation and protect the glory of the utopia?"

At that moment, he saw that the corners of the old man's mouth were slightly raised.

It seems like pleasure.

glance at him.

Just like a long time ago, he was in high spirits.

"Is the work about to begin, Russell?" He whispered softly, like a babble.

"Yes, a crucial task is once again entrusted to your hands." Russell nodded, "Are you ready to face your enemy?"

As a result, the dull old man in the wheelchair once again showed his former heroic smile.

"—It's just a matter of sending an envoy, no problem!"