Chapter 2908 Special Permissions of the Guardian Array

Click.

It was like an ice pick hitting the ice.

The crisp crackling sound spread bit by bit like a spider web, echoing in the empty cave square. None of the red vines binding Edge Type 1 was broken, but the thin red vines attached to Edge Type 1's body were broken. The light film shattered in this crisp sound, turning into a pile of bright red light spots, falling from mid-air.

Followed closely.

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

There were five more crisp gunshots, almost in a line, and five balls of light blue halo exploded in the void, one after another, like five heavy fists, punching the witch standing in the center of the altar.

But this is the home ground of Yuanshi after all, and Zheng Qing's rune bombs lack the entity to carry the magic power, so even the nearest rune bomb, the halo after the explosion is still many feet away from Professor Monteria.

Really close at hand.

It's a pity that Zheng Qing didn't see this regrettable scene. While he was frantically pulling the trigger and emptying the six talisman bullets in the magazine in one breath, the young wizard gritted his teeth and executed the emergency escape procedure.

It is different from the relaxed and natural feeling when settling in the edge type.

After the emergency escape procedure was activated, Zheng Qing felt as if he was being picked up by the ankles and thrown directly out of the aircraft cabin. After nearly two years, he once again experienced the crazy experience of free falling from an altitude of 10,000 meters.

dizzy.

Tears flowed freely.

When he woke up from the nightmare screaming and sweating profusely, he was shocked to find that the originally empty resonance chamber was already crowded with wizards wearing black and white robes.

A slight sting shot up his arm.

Zheng Qing lowered his head and saw a witch wearing a white robe inserting a needle into his blood vessel. The other end of the needle was connected to a bag of light green liquid. Just looking at it made Zheng Qing's mouth well up with saliva for no apparent reason.

This feeling seems familiar.

The boy thought hard in the afterglow of dizziness, and finally remembered that this should be a magic potion to replenish his vitality. Some time ago, when the people from the Titan Soldier project team rushed into the 403 dormitory in the middle of the night, they brought a magic potion like "coffin". It felt almost exactly the same then as it does now.

"I'm very sorry, your membrane is too hard, so I had to use some special methods."

The witch noticed that Zheng Qing was staring blankly at the needle on his arm and misunderstood his thoughts. After a brief apology, she immediately couldn't wait to confirm: "——How do you feel now? Do you know where this place is? Please answer me a few questions first. A simple question: Who are you? What day is it today? "

Zheng Qing shook his dizzy head.

The consciousness that was almost torn apart by the 'strong wind' was put back together bit by bit, and he began to think about several questions raised by the voice in his ear, and quickly got the answers.

"I, I feel very good... My name is Zheng Qing, a student in Astronomy Class 08-1 of the First University, a teaching assistant at Edge College, the little black cat of the little white cat... Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, June 16th, the beginning of May in the lunar calendar Five, this is the resonance room, I am performing a test mission for the special configuration of the Titan Soldier, and then..."

His voice became smoother and smoother, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Until finally, as his thoughts were cleared up bit by bit, he suddenly remembered what he had experienced inside the 'Yuanshi', and immediately struggled to stand up: "— -Wait! This is not the time to talk about this! I want to see the vice president, or Professor Yao! Alex, I have something very important to report!

He searched the crowd for the only name he remembered in the project team, but he never saw the bald and dark-skinned wizard.

A pair of strong hands pressed his shoulders, trying to calm him down.

"Professor Yao is not in the school, and neither are Mr. Ruoyu and Ms. Emma. If necessary, I can take you to see them later." The speaker was a tall, thin wizard with a cold expression, sinister eyes and a hoarse voice, giving people the first impression. His first impression was that he was not a good person, but Zheng Qing still had a little impression of him: "—I am from the Professors' Joint Conference Office..."

"Professor Qian Doudou!"

The young wizard said the other party's name without thinking - the name immediately made the tall and thin wizard frown - and at the same time Zheng Qing turned to look behind him and recognized the owner of the hands pressing on his shoulders: "——One Mr. Ste? I’m really in a hurry!”

A few days ago, after dormitory 403 was illegally broken into, these two led the team to investigate. Later, old man Ernest became one of the three captains of Zheng Qing's escort team.

"I believe your matter is indeed urgent."

Old man Ernest was not wearing his pointed hat, and his gray hair looked a little messy in the dim light. His voice was also a little hoarse: "——If it's convenient, can I say it here?"

Zheng Qing hesitated, looked around, looked at a dozen unfamiliar figures around him, and finally shook his head.

No one knows if there are crows in it.

The old man Ernest nodded slightly and did not try to persuade him any more. Instead, he took out his pocket watch and took a look at the time: "——You came back just in time. In three minutes, the school's special authority to protect the magic circle will be applied for." Come down, you can come with me to see Mr. Ruoyu, your first priority now is..."

"Special permissions?" Zheng Qing heard this word for the first time and was a little confused: "What happened?"

The old wizard blinked.

Then he patted the boy's shoulder very kindly: "- Sorry, just like you can't tell us what happened to you, I can't tell you what happened here."

Retribution in this life.

Although it was inconvenient to reveal their own experiences, the wizards of the project team still managed to get Zheng Qing to fill out a simple observation report in the next three minutes - most of which were check-box items without standard answers - and their timing was very accurate. When Zheng Qing checked "No" on the last question of "Is the altar wall damaged?", Alex happened to rush into the resonance room.

"Got it!"

He held up a red sign and shouted loudly: "Special permissions for the school's guardian array! It can establish a temporary cross-interface communication line, and it can also allow a person to cross the interface to other worlds!"

"Only one person is allowed?"

Old man Ernest frowned and grabbed the red sign. There were two lines of crooked words written on it - as if it were the handwriting of a five-year-old child - but the content was exactly the same as what Alex said.

He hesitated and glanced at Zheng Qing.

But the young wizard was staring at the back of the sign with wide eyes, looking as if he had seen a ghost.