Li Mengnan did not let Wu Ansu drive him back to school. After leaving Jiangbian Park, he took the bus directly to Tunghai University.
It was lunch break at this time. During this time, more than 70% of the people on campus were concentrated in the various canteens, and the rest were basically on their way to the canteens.
This is a magical, even bizarre phenomenon - on the one hand, students complain about the dark cooking skills and crazy innovative spirit of the cafeteria ladies, but on the other hand, they always rush to the cafeteria as soon as get out of class is over and eat. Next, there were lumps of unknown objects that he called pig food.
Just like buying a house, this is a necessity.
The beddings on the other three beds in the dormitory have been spread out, and the water marks on the terrazzo floor of the room have not disappeared. It is obvious that the other three animals who share the same bed have returned to school safely.
He walked to the water dispenser and drank a glass of warm water in one gulp. Li Mengnan grabbed the railing with both hands and jumped onto the bed lightly. He lay on the bed with his fingers spread wide and stared at the back of his hands, gradually frowning.
The open wound has already scabbed over, and new pink flesh is faintly exposed at the edge. It is impossible for ordinary illusions to achieve such an immediate effect. It can only be achieved by deceiving the brain's normal sense of time and accelerating metabolism dozens or even hundreds of times in a short period of time.
Such an amazing, almost magical effect.
Li Mengnan rubbed his fingers vigorously around the wound a few times. There was very little dirt such as dead skin, which showed that the other party could not only accelerate metabolism, but also control this acceleration within a specific range.
This illusion of accelerating wound healing is not complicated, but the healing of the human body is based on the consumption of nutrients after all, and it is impossible to produce more meat out of thin air. If the specific healing range cannot be precisely controlled, this metabolism-accelerating method
If the illusion is not done right, it can kill people.
Even Li Mengnan can only control the healing area to about 50% at most, which has no practical value at all. It is obvious that Xue Yue Lingxin has left him far behind in terms of control of illusions.
It was only half a year since we last met. The old man was indeed right. The meaning of genius is to make all kinds of impossibilities possible... It seems that it will be difficult for him to avenge Ling Sha in this life...
The cigarette case in his trouser pocket was a bit shabby. Li Mengnan took out the cigarettes one by one and stood them on his forehead. This seemingly boring action can improve his balance and concentration. The most important thing is to basically
It does not consume physical energy and is very suitable for practicing during rest.
After a long time, Li Mengnan let out a long sigh, and the few cigarettes on his forehead suddenly staggered and fell to the pillow.
Revenge just sounds nice to say, not to mention the huge gap in illusion cultivation between the two. Even when facing the face that is exactly the same as Ling Sha, Li Mengnan knows that there is no hope of revenge in this life - it has been many times, even if Xue Yue has no intention of doing so.
Standing in front of him without resistance, he couldn't make a move at all.
That feeling is really cruel.
And after so many years, Li Mengnan is no longer the impulsive young man he was before, and his hatred for Xue Yue Lingxin is not as strong as it was at the beginning. Instead, he is more suspicious of Xue Yue Lingxin's abnormal behavior.
He still hasn't figured it out. Since it was Ling Xin who killed Ling Sha with his own hands, why did he cry so sadly afterwards? Is there some hidden secret in it?
It's a pity that Xue Yue Lingxin has always been tight-lipped, and seems determined to conceal the true cause of this matter to the end.
Rather than hating Xue Yue Lingxin for causing Xue Yue Lingsha's death, it is more hating her for refusing to reveal the truth.
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After dinner, the well-fed "Four People" returned to the dormitory arm-in-arm and humming a tune. As soon as they picked up the washbasin and towels and planned to go to the water room to refresh themselves, they were blocked in the dormitory by the fourth girl, Li Mengnan's squad leader.
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Facing four naked men who only used washbasins to cover their key parts, the four girls behaved quite calmly, leaving a piece of notice and then drifting away like clouds.
"The monitor's eyes seem to be..."
"Informed?"
"That's a very appropriate word."
The three animals spoke one sentence to each other as if they were talking in a cross talk. After looking at each other, they suddenly revealed a meaningful smile, which was quite a tacit understanding that everything was unspoken.
Li Mengnan rolled his eyes speechlessly. He didn't bother to tell them that the fourth girl was once a talented student in painting. She drew a whole book of human body structure sketches. There is no way that two or three of them could sway the fourth girl.
He has already tempered his will and nerves like steel.
The content of the notice was already expected. It informed all departments to organize programs for the school's freshman orientation party. This is already the practice of Tunghai University, and it is said that it is basically the same in every university in the country.
Zhao Yingjun formed a group after reading the notice, threw it into the wastebasket, and asked: "Is there anyone in our dormitory attending the welcome party?"
"If you have waited well, you will finally wait until today. If you dream well, you will finally realize your dream... Brother, I have been waiting for this day! I brought my shirt and artifact when I went home this time!"
Liang Sanbo was as excited as if he had been beaten to death. Only then did Li Mengnan notice that there was an acoustic guitar beside his desk under his bed. He couldn't recognize the brand, but it seemed quite professional.
"Real people don't show their faces. Aren't you an art student?" Li Mengnan said unexpectedly.
"Do I still need to tell you that I know Tathagata Divine Palm?" Liang Sanbo made a tiger-and-crane starting gesture, with a look of stinking pride on his face, and turned to Gao Dingtian and asked: "Dingtian, what about you?
?I heard that you have joined a club, why don't you go to the welcome party to show off?"