As long as you are willing to speak out.
After hearing Huang Huali speak, a satisfied smile appeared on Lao Yao's face.
He tapped the tea cup with his chopsticks, ding ding ding, and then continued: "I remember the principal once said that cause and effect is like a big net, tightly binding every soul that wants to be free... The stronger the power, the more powerful the force will be.
The binding force of this big net is getting stronger and stronger. Phuket Island, or the First University, is the most powerful place in the wizarding world."
"Since you took the initiative to appear in the center of this net, you should be prepared to be restrained by the net."
"For example, classmate Zheng Qing..."
The yellow lily cast a warning look at Professor Yao.
Lao Yao immediately raised his chopsticks, picked up another peanut, and gave another example: "Let's take that big mouse again. It is also a thread that binds your hands and feet... Are you still looking for that big mouse?
?It's a mouse now, and you can't catch it if you want to escape."
"It's none of your business!" The yellow fox's beard curled up, and his temper became even worse.
"Because that big network is not isolated. Every node on the network is interconnected." Old Yao spread his hands, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became more serious:
"Every move we make affects the existence of other nodes on the network. For example, your persistent pursuit of the Rat Immortal may be the last straw that breaks it, causing it to give up the olive branch offered by the school and accept the Dark Parliament
Recruitment..."
"So what!" The beard of the yellow tiger raccoon rolled inward as if it was set on fire. Lao Gao stared at Lao Yao with the corner of his eye hanging, as if he would pounce on him and bite him in the next moment.
A bloody hole.
"It's just a kind reminder." Lao Yao smiled slightly, lowered his head to pick up the last peanut with chopsticks, and rolled it in the bright red sauce:
"Every era has its own theme. The theme of every generation is chaotic before it is finally determined. The only thing we can confirm is that no matter which era or theme, young people will always be
He is the final respondent.”
"I am old and you are old, but they are still young."
"When the tide of the times rolls over and they are not ready yet, we are the last breakwater. They stand on the dike and look at us, just as we looked at the old people in front of us..."
After hearing this, the expression on Huang Huali's face finally softened a lot.
Its beard stretched out again, and its tail drooped casually.
But its words still don’t sound very nice:
"You sound like an old wizard, not an old monster... Are you just looking after the town? It shouldn't be a big problem. Well, that little girl in the North District can also help a lot... I told you in advance, I'm very happy
I’m busy, how long do I need to take care of you?”
Professor Yao laughed softly twice.
"Not long, not too long." His figure gradually faded in the laughter, like a shadow under the setting sun, thickening and then dissipating: "Two weeks at most... It is very likely that everyone will be free this weekend."
The guests leave.
Sanyou Bookstore became empty again.
The yellow-breasted civet stared at the teapot and saucer left by Old Yao, feeling troubled for no reason. It simply lowered its head, raised its ears, and re-tracked the surging rat tide underground.
The small yet majestic footsteps of the rats were like the white noise of falling rain, which slowly dissipated the boredom in his heart and made him feel peaceful again.
…
…
Rat tides swell in underground burrows.
Passing through the tangled tree roots, crossing the rocky ground with strange rocks and teeth, and finally flowing into the broad and peaceful Silent River behind a channel filled with moisture and water vapor.
The moment they entered the water, the vests on the mice automatically popped up a round transparent film, like a soap bubble, wrapping most of their bodies in it, leaving only a slender tail outside the film.
Their tails flatten when exposed to water and turn into tail fins.
Like tadpoles.
The mouse in the red vest was obviously familiar with this matter. It swung its tail fin slightly, quickly adjusted its posture, and continued moving forward silently along the current.
The movements of the mice wearing cyan vests are a little awkward, but they can also move independently.
Only the cubs wearing yellow vests, whether it was their first time in the water, were extremely nervous. There were often more than a dozen "soap bubbles" clustered together, and more than a dozen tails entangled with each other, rolling and flipping in the water.
I couldn't move more than three to five meters in a long time.
Finally, a few tall rats in red vests came forward, carrying the strings of soap bubbles forward.
Outside the water not far from the 'tadpole group', a witch was watching all this silently.
The water in the silent river flows gurglingly.
Kolma was sitting in a quiet cove by the river. Under her body was a dead poplar lying on the ground. Its bark was covered with moss and mushrooms.
She turned her face sideways, listening to the sound of the tide surging in the river. She stroked a silver ring on the middle finger of her right hand with her left hand. The ring was embedded with an amber. Through the translucent brown, you could vaguely see the contents of the amber.
A shadow of rolling hills.
The ring was a gift given to her by the Rat Immortal after she became a great wizard. There is a small world in the amber that can accommodate her true body.
"The tide is coming in."
She sighed softly, her long hair beside her ears undulating slightly in the moist river breeze, and her long robe flowed back, covering her eyes from the prying eyes in the forest.
A North District witch standing next to her raised her head and glanced into the river, scratched her head, and was very puzzled - the Silent River was obviously as gentle as ever, and there was no sign of a rising tide?
Korma looked away at the bottom of the river.
"Continue talking." She ordered the witch beside her.
The witch had just been reporting to her some bad signs recently discovered by the wizards of the North District - to be precise, the magicians of the North District.
"Okay, great sage." The witch bowed her head respectfully and continued to report: "...Because it takes a strong body to bear your curse seal, the North District has recently started to use Jiaguo to increase qi and blood and 氰木 to increase strength.
The demand for fruits is very high, and all the fruits outside the Silent Forest have been picked, so everyone can only go deeper into the forest to look for them."
"While looking for a new picking site, our people discovered that certain races in the Silent Forest had abnormal gatherings. These included the Dou Dou Group, Poison Horned Beasts, and Corpse-eating Bugs that had just appeared a few months ago.
Centaurs, goblins...some people even saw the shadows of dragons and giants."
"Theoretically, many of these figures will only appear before the Kuroshio. They may not even appear during the Kuroshio."
"That is to say," Korma interrupted his subordinate's report and concluded: "Do you think a new wave of black tide is about to break out in the Silent Forest?"
"Yes."
This chapter has been completed!