Is it expensive?!

Qin Mo asked himself.

Obviously, not expensive at all.

You get what you pay for.

Not to mention that the stable energy of the different-dimensional space can absorb more vitality than the city, and there are also not too strong monsters that can be hunted and taken away from their monster crystals.

It is easy for Qin Mo to understand the military's policy of concentrating its efforts on major tasks.

Since the total amount of vitality and the number of demon crystals in the different dimensional space are limited, then they should be concentrated and let some martial artists absorb them, hunt the demons, hone their combat skills, and obtain the demon crystals.

This group of martial artists must be responsible for resisting the more powerful demons that appear in the newly opened extra-dimensional space after they become stronger.

who are they?

There is no doubt that he is a soldier!

Only soldiers can have such selfless dedication.

When Qin Mo first read history, most of the people who were able to move forward without hesitation even though they knew that this was a dangerous place with a narrow escape from death, were also soldiers.

Of course, the country has not completely blocked the way for ordinary people to rise. As long as they spend enough money, ordinary people can also enter different dimensions.

Even students from Wuhan University have a fixed quota to enter another dimension every year.

Qin Mo asked again: "Then, if I can kill demons in another dimension, can I take away their demon crystals?"

Zhan Qinghai rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "The other-dimensional space with the lowest energy that I mentioned does not mean that you can kill the demons in it."

"Although your physical fitness is good, there is little hope of killing even the lowest demon."

He felt that Qin Mo seemed to have misunderstood something.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo said firmly: "Don't worry about this, what if I can?"

Zhan Qinghai was so angry that he raised his eyebrows and said, "No, you can't."

Qin Mo continued to say forcefully: "I don't want you to think it, I think I can do it."

Facing Qin Mo's stubbornness, Zhan Qinghai finally nodded and said, "If you can, you can take it."

"However, I want to remind you that the main reason for letting you in is to see the demon."

"Don't think that you will be in danger when you kill the demon, although I will arrange escorts for you."

Zhan Qinghai knew that Qin Mo's purpose was impure, so he had to give careful instructions. Also, the price of a demon crystal was 200,000, and it was still priceless. Who wouldn't want to kill demons when entering a different dimension?

You can kill monsters and get monster crystals to score points.

You are a recent high school graduate, what are you thinking about?

Your small body may not be able to withstand the beatings of monsters even if you put it in for a few days of exercise.

If it weren't for Qin Mo who was the top scorer in the imperial examination and wrote many quatrains and an article handed down from generation to generation, Zhan Qinghai wouldn't have bothered to be so cautious.

There was silence for a while, looking at each other without saying anything.

Qin Mo thought for a while and seemed to have nothing to ask, so he was about to leave: "Does Lord Zhan have any other instructions?"

Subtext, it's okay, I'll run away.

Zhan Qinghai waved his hand: "Go back and wait for notification."

Wait until Qin Mo leaves.

The Master of the Document Hall who was lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, his aura suddenly changed, and he stared sharply at the direction Qin Mo left: "Old Zhan, why didn't you ask him about "Xiao Li Fei Dao"? This little guy can not only

He can compose quatrains of poetry continuously, and also create a martial arts article that evolves Yuan skills. It is definitely not just a matter of exposing his talent, but there must be a secret in him."

Zhan Qinghai snorted coldly: "Who doesn't have a secret? You don't have a secret?"

"I am the Lord of Jincheng, and my duty is to protect the people of Jincheng from demons."

"My responsibility is to enable the younger generation to receive better education and provide talents for the country."

"Qin Mo is a talent!"

"As for what secrets he has, I don't care at all."

"As long as Qin Mo doesn't endanger society, I've checked his parents, and they have a very clean background. His father is a son-in-law, and his life is very comfortable. He has no history of contact with cults."

The Master of the Document Palace pouted: "I can't help you, but such a genius is about to leave Jincheng. Lao Zhan, you don't feel bad at all?"

Don't you feel bad?

Zhan Qinghai was silent, and his eyes instantly became extremely soft: "It doesn't matter if it hurts, children have to grow up. I only hope that every candidate who walks out of Jincheng can have a broader sky.

Send them out and my mission will be accomplished.

If they can achieve something, it will be the best feedback for me."

"What we should really care about are the other people in Jincheng."

Zhan Qinghai suddenly stood up from the sofa chair and turned his gaze to the west, as if he had penetrated the tall and thick wall and looked into the unreachable distance. His voice could not hear the joy and sorrow in his voice: "The war over Laojiang is intense, and the casualties are also heavy.

, our Jincheng will lose many martial arts masters again."

The war against demons has always been at the expense of material losses and lives. This has been the case since ancient times.

…

…

When Qin Mo walked out of the Zhuangyuan Hall, the buses stopping at various schools to pick up candidates under the black-green ancient city wall were almost gone.

There were only a few left who didn't leave because there were female candidates who failed in the palace exam and squatted under the bus crying. The teacher who was leading the team to accompany the exam couldn't pull her up, and she cried even more fiercely.

Hai Dafu and nine other candidates were waiting for Qin Mo in the car.

"Qin Mo is back." Hai Dafu's eyes lit up when he saw Qin Mo getting into the car. Everyone was gathered and he could start the car.

The bald driver waited anxiously and dozed off while lying on the steering wheel. When he saw the passengers arriving, he immediately changed from sleepy to lively. He straightened his waist and pulled the door shut with one hand. The bus continued to spit out blue water under the pressure of the accelerator.

Colorful flames appeared. After the warm-up, the car body suddenly started, and with the roar of the engine, it drove away from the parking lot at a speed of 5 kilometers per hour.

Qin Mo looked around and saw that the atmosphere in the car was also not good. Except for himself, Lin Youyin, Zhuo Fan and a tall classmate Zhao Chen, the other five candidates performed poorly and their scores were not high.

Everyone has his joys and sorrows.

Of course, the depressing atmosphere did not hinder the candidates who did well in the exam. The classmate named Zhao Chen was lying on the chair and took out his mobile phone and was playing a macho game called "Pet Raising".

As for the other students, they all had expressionless faces, as if they were not going home, but boarding a desperate bus bound for the execution ground.

Qin Mo casually found a seat by the window and sat down, leaning against the glass to recharge his batteries. He composed two quatrain poems and an article handed down from ancient times, which caused a considerable loss of his energy and spirit.

In the car, only Hai Dafu had the richest face. He kept suppressing his smile because he was afraid of hurting his classmates who did not do well in the exam. His expression was as uncomfortable as sitting on the toilet with constipation.

Hai Dafu led the team for the first time in the imperial examination, and he brought out a top pick and a top pick. He can be said to be the best team leader in the history of Anyang Middle School and a veritable top pick leader.

This performance deserves a solid five-star rating.

Who else can compete with Hai Dafu in selecting outstanding teachers next year?

Humph, Xie Yu, just wait.

I, Hai Dafu, will one day turn around.

The bus does not return to the school on the same route, but takes the candidates back to their respective communities one by one.

After leaving the Zhuangyuan Hall, the moat formed countless fish-scale shimmering waves under the sunlight, like a silver gauze draped over the land of Jincheng. There were still young men and women who had not yet left in the square of the Zhuangyuan Hall. Through the windows, they could still see clearly

I heard someone among them murmuring the moving quatrains of "My clothes are getting wider and wider, but I will never regret it, and I will feel haggard because of the loss of my clothes."

Qin Mo smiled knowingly, feeling even more proud of himself for promoting and conveying the great poetry culture of ancient China.

He thought of the famous line, "I don't produce water, I'm just a porter of nature."

After the driver drove for about ten minutes, people began to arrive and get off at the station one after another.

When Qin Mo was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt someone tugging on his clothes.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Lin Youyin's wide and flickering eyes next to her. When she saw Qin Mo waking up, Lin Youyin lowered her head and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Qin Mo, can you give me a song called "Butterfly"?

"Love Flower"?"

Yes, feelings come for words.

This girl is also a silly person who doesn’t know how to speak. When we meet to ask for words, we must not praise her first before opening her mouth?

How can you grab someone's clothes and just ask for them?

Looking at Lin Youyin, um, okay, this girl herself has the most effective begging skills.

Whether it is a golden sentence or a quatrain, the moment it is created, it is bound to the talent of the writer. In other words, only when the creator himself expresses it can the golden glow that accompanies the words appear.

Qin Mo did not refuse. Not to mention the relationship between the two half-brothers and sisters, it was just a poem. Even if a classmate came to ask for it, Qin Mo would not be stingy and refuse.

It's on the pen cart.

After laying out the paper, he told the bald master to control the speed of the car. Under the expectation of Lin Youyin's big Kazilan eyes, Qin Mo was full of energy, concentrated on his pen, and his words flowed like spring water.

Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is blowing, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy.

In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, I couldn't say who would lean on the fence.

I want to get drunk with the madness, and sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless.

When it was the turn of the last two sentences, Qin Mo looked sideways at the charming face and graceful figure of the girl beside him, and thought in his heart: "Should I not write these last two sentences?"

The critical moment has come. When Lin Youyin saw that Qin Mo didn't want to write, she immediately became anxious. She grabbed his clothes with her hands, shook her little head like a rattle, and fluttered her ponytail with her: "No, no, no, the last two sentences are the essence.

.”

After Qin Mo heard this, he had no choice but to stop hesitating and quickly write down, adding the essence of the last two sentences.

The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.

The words are completed, and the golden light shines.

Lin Youyin asked Qin Mo to add the final essence, and she was very happy with the lyrics.

Qin Mo composed several quatrain poems in a row. He was exhausted and slumped on the chair again.

"Um, Qin Mo, I... I also want to ask for a poem." Before Qin Mo could sit still, a shy and light voice came to his ears again.

She is another female candidate from Anyang Middle School.

Qin Mo turned his head stiffly, looked around, and found that several other candidates also had longing expressions in their eyes. His scalp immediately went numb, so he had no choice but to refuse to the female candidate: "No, there won't be a drop today.
Chapter completed!