typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 123 Lao Yao

 "Sir, the four colleges of First University and the several ways you just mentioned..."

Taking advantage of the pause when his husband finished his warning, Zheng Qing immediately spoke and asked about the confusion that had been suppressed in his heart.

"I'm glad you noticed this. As you might think, we established four colleges. Part of it is a historical choice, and part of it is a realistic choice. Strengthening the characteristics of the students in the respective colleges is a realistic choice to face the demons.

."

"Seeking truth, honor, victory, faith...these concepts not only mark your identity, but also strengthen your inner barriers, making you more determined when facing the erosion of monsters."

"Of course, in addition to the difficult path of 'faith', there is also a relatively simple way to resist the erosion of demons."

"There is a kind of tree in this world. Its roots go deep into the earth's veins, and its branches and leaves converge. It's called Xuanhuangmu. The fruit it bears is called Xuanhuang Fruit, which can purify the blood of demons and strengthen the wizard's ability to resist the erosion of demons... This latter point is very important.

Very few people know this. Most wizards, including demons, only know that blackwood uses demon flesh and blood as its food, and can cleanly and quickly 'clean up' the pollution caused by demons to the environment."

"The blackwood is very rare, very, very rare. The only one left known to the Alliance is growing in the Black Prison. If I remember correctly, it should be 24,000 years old this year... Recently, its fruit has also

It’s almost ready.”

Zheng Qing slowly opened his mouth.

A long time ago, when discussing the professor's whereabouts with Xiao Xiao, everyone had set their sights on the black prison. At that time, including Zheng Qing, the worst guess was that the demons planned to rob the prison and save those who were trapped by the wizard.

Companions in prison.

But now, the news that my husband inadvertently revealed has pushed the worst speculation a few steps further to the worse.

The professors stationed themselves in the Black Prison not only to prevent demons from robbing the prison, but also to prevent them from robbing the fruits of the black yellow wood!

You can imagine with your toes what would happen if a big demon or demon king got the Xuanhuang Fruit and purified their blood. That would not only mean the birth of a more ferocious demon, but also the birth of a large number of wizards.

Security is threatened.

Mr. Wu seemed not to let Zheng Qing shut his mouth.

After telling him about the Xuanhuang Fruit, the husband changed the topic and inadvertently dropped another 'truth' bomb:

"...As we said before, this is a world of cannibals. Demons eat wizards, and wizards eat demons. There is no difference in nature between us and demons. So when you find that someone you know around you is a demon, don't

Panicked. Maybe it had a license on it."

Zheng Qing felt that his jaw was a little dislocated.

He raised his hand, rested his chin, and murmured: "Permit?"

"Well, for example, Dean Yao of your Jiuyou Academy was originally a great demon. Due to various reasons, he obtained a license from the Wizards Alliance... and then came to First University, hoping to find a way here." Mr.

His tone was calm and his expression was calm, but his words were shocking, like thunder exploding in the young wizard's ears.

Zheng Qing's wrist softened, and the jaw he had just closed fell down again with a click.

"Yao...Professor Yao?" the young public-funded student screamed: "Old Yao? Yao Xiaomi? The dean of Jiuyou College?! It's a big monster?!"

The moment the boy screamed, a green halo of light spread from the husband's fingertips, instantly covering the two people on the lawn. Behind the bushes not far away, several witches passed by laughing and playing, but they did not hear The slightest sound.

"Lao Yao, Lao Yao...it's not difficult to contact you, right?" The gentleman spread his hands: "It's quite interesting, isn't it?"

Zheng Qing had a stiff smile on his face.

"Haha, interesting." The young public-funded student laughed dryly. Thinking of the seed of 'order' deep in his soul, and thinking that he had stayed in the same office with that old monster several times, he couldn't help but feel the pain on his back. A layer of white hair sweat: "It's really interesting...how can it resist eating us? Especially me!"

As he said this, he pointed to his head, meaning that there was a forbidden curse on him!

Both the Moon Council and the Dark Council were eager to move on this seed. In addition, Zheng Qing had seen the way those wild monsters looked at him more than once when he was on the special plane for admission, in the hunting grounds, and on patrol.

It was a look of desire mixed with madness.

Although he has never met Master Xuanzang, Zheng Qing can bet that those demons looked at him just like the demons did when they saw Tang Monk on the westward journey.

"You have my mark on your body, so it doesn't dare to move." The gentleman seemed to like seeing Zheng Qing's current expression, and his smiling expression never faded:

"It's like a tame lion in a circus. When a customer stuffs his head into his mouth, he drools and doesn't dare to bite... As for the fact that he didn't attack ordinary students, I think another more important reason is that, Old Yao is too old, and his desire for delicious food is not as strong as that of a young demon. Moreover, his bloodline has reached the limit of what he can support now. Ordinary blood food has minimal effect on him."

"But that's the dean of Jiuyou College." Zheng Qing groaned.

"You still haven't changed your mind. For ordinary wizards, monsters are monsters. But for high-level wizards, there is not much difference between wizards, monsters, outer gods, and perhaps the ancestors of the Moon Council. What do you think of monsters? Most of the fear comes from the Wizards Union’s demonization of them.”

Having said this, the gentleman paused and then thought of a suitable example: "Just imagine, for ordinary people, a vampire is a very terrifying existence. Its bite will turn ordinary people into blood slaves. It lives on blood, and it lives in the night. But have you noticed the fear that ordinary people have towards vampires?"

Zheng Qing couldn't help but shook his head when he thought of the handsome men and beauties in anime, TV series or movies he had seen before, as well as the large number of vampire fans on the Internet.

Not only do they have no fear, a large number of mentally retarded people pray every day, hoping that vampires can give them a first embrace.

The gentleman smiled with satisfaction:

"This is the effect of propaganda... it can always make you have illusions inadvertently. Ordinary wizards are just like ordinary people. They are not your classmates in First University. They don't like to think and are slow to respond to any deep meaning beneath the surface.

We only need to throw out a simple point of view and then repeat it repeatedly to make them believe blindly... Many of the whispers of outside gods in the ears of believers follow this principle."

"Compared with difficult thinking, the public is more likely to respond to emotional feelings. Emotional responses will escape the shackles of logic and truth... They don't need the truth, they just need a certain sense of catharsis."

Zheng Qing pushed his chin back again.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next