"Huh... these guys in the Northeast are really big-hearted."
Wang Jin muttered softly and sat back in the classroom, his hands holding the box trembling.
That's the Iron Buddha.
The nuclear bomb in the Kaitan world can blow up half of the feast's life if it is detonated casually.
Lu Zhishou can steal the explosive energy of the blast bomb, but what about the Iron Buddha?
It is estimated that half of the people will be gone after stealing.
Of course, it is impossible for the Northeast Branch to put such a big killer weapon into Wang Jin's hands.
The one sent by Hu Ling is euphemistically called the youth version, but in fact it looks more like the son... no, grandson of Iron Buddha.
Small and exquisite, it actually looks a bit cute.
He called You Rong and found out that this little thing was actually a by-product of the orthodox Iron Buddha.
In other words, it is actually made of leftover materials.
The advantage is that it is easy to carry and does not require the complicated steps of use like the orthodox iron pagoda.
The disadvantage is that it's not that strong.
However, this did not affect Wang Jin's interest at all.
Even if it is the youth version, its power is only 10% or 20% of the original version.
Don't underestimate the 10% or 20%.
One or two percent of a 50-million-ton nuclear bomb is enough to destroy most targets.
This thing can directly blow up the body of the most powerful murderer among the ten evils, and it can also forcefully blast Wu Zhuo to death from the evil.
That's enough.
"If I can save it, it's my own. If I can't, it's no loss."
Wang Jin was sitting on a stool with a silly smile. No one could tell that he was the new star in the ghost story world who was stirring up the undercurrent in the Northeast.
"hiss…"
Zhang Wen rubbed his red and swollen face and looked at Wang Jin with puzzled eyes.
Parents were also found, and they were also invited to the office.
After being beaten, Wang Jin was able to come back with something.
Is this reasonable?
And seeing how happy he looked, it didn't look like he had suffered at all.
On the contrary, it seemed that Yu Kuang and his son were dealt a severe blow.
But how is this possible?
"Don't be crazy because of the big blow, right?"
Zhang Wen scratched his head and looked at his friend, whom he had known for a short time, with worry.
"That kid sitting in the back seat, what are you doing silly fun?"
The teacher on the podium was getting irritated because he was asking several classmates questions in succession, when he saw the extremely happy young man sitting by the window in the back row.
"Stand!"
"Okay."
Wang Jin obeyed without saying a word, and the expression on his face became much calmer.
The teacher still has the final say in class, and it is not easy for people to attend class every day.
After all, we all work part-time, so there is no need to make things difficult for each other.
Unfortunately, the angry teacher didn't think so.
"Are you still laughing? How will you find a job if you don't study hard in class? The employment situation is so grim now. If you can work hard to get into a normal school..."
The teacher cleared his throat, obviously intending to start a classic tirade.
"call."
Wang Jin took a breath and chose to accept it silently.
He did not feel complacent and contradict the teacher just because he had just killed You Kuang and his son.
This is just one of the many risks eliminated, and there are more things waiting for Wang Jin.
What's more, people say there's nothing wrong with me, and being a teacher is really good.
Iron rice bowl, weekends, and two holidays a year.
The most important thing is safety.
And I, a half-assed kid, still don't know if I can complete the mission alive.
"I was wrong."
Thinking of this, Wang Jin lowered his head, and the expression on his face instantly turned into deep sadness.
Sadness comes from it.
It's like a young boy who realizes the cruelty of the world, desperate and powerless.
"This...I haven't scolded you yet?"
The teacher blinked, and the words that originally reached his throat were blocked.
This student acted so realistically that his sadness almost affected everyone else.
He won't be able to fix it.
"Ah, this, anyway..."
The teacher looked at the young man standing blankly in his seat, opening his mouth for a long time without thinking of what to say.
After a long time, he sighed slowly.
"If you encounter any troubles, you can tell the teacher. Sit down first."
"Thank you, teacher."
Wang Jin nodded obediently, and his expression returned to calm.
When you are too happy, you should use this emotion to neutralize it, otherwise you will easily get carried away.
"It's over, it's over."
Zhang Wen, who had witnessed everything at close range, had dull eyes and murmured to himself.
One moment he was smiling, and the next moment his face was filled with sadness.
This moody state is obviously...
"Wang Jin is really crazy."
Zhang Wen scratched his head and began to look through chemistry and biology books.
It seems that he wants to study hard from now on and treat Wang Jin in the future.
——
"Goodbye, third sister."
The girl straightened her messed up hair and waved to the woman in white uniform in front of her.
"Don't worry yet, I have something to ask you."
Hu Ling stretched out her hand to ruffle Hu Xiaobei's hair again, and smiled as she looked at the frustrated little girl.
"Wang Jin has caught the Ten Evils?"
"No."
Hu Xiaobei shook his head and gave the answer without any hesitation.
My silly boy said that the progress of this mission must be kept secret and cannot be told to anyone.
Not even the Northeast branch.
"Oh...my sister is older and her elbows are turned outward."
Hu Ling sighed and looked at Hu Xiaobei with a narrow smile on his face.
"snort."
The latter turned his head, trying hard not to let the woman see his expression.
"Xiao Qi, do you know that your tail will pop out when you lie?"
"…snort."
Hu Xiaobei continued to turn his head, and at the same time quietly reached out and touched his back.
No tail.
"Ha! I must have discovered it!"
Hu Ling smiled happily, reached out and pinched the girl's face and gave it a squeeze.
"I just don't know which one I caught."
As if she was worried that Hu Xiaobei would misunderstand, she quickly explained.
"I saw Wang Jin asking for inhibitors and Zaratul bracelets, so I just asked casually. I didn't mean anything else."
"And I won't report it to the branch. After all, I don't have a superior there."
Hu Ling reached out to help the girl arrange her hair, and her tone became softer.
"It's just that you two little guys should be careful. None of the ten evils is a fuel-saving lamp."
"And there's been a lot going on in the Hu family recently. You'd better come over and take a look. Maybe you can find some useful clues."
"Understood."
The girl nodded, a flash of worry in her eyes.
"When you encounter difficulties, you should tell Third Sister and I will do my best to help. Do you understand?"
"Uh-huh."
Hu Xiaobei smiled and responded obediently.
People in his own family are willing to take the initiative to help, which is equivalent to adding a powerful ally to Wang Jin.
"And you, stop looking."
Hurlington paused and spoke to the shadow in the corner.
"Go back and tell Wang Jin that he will suffer the most if you dare to bully Xiao Qi."
As the woman spoke, she shook the long sword at her waist, with a smile on her face.