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Chapter 100 The Fool

This is a chapter about the humanoid girl [Tarot] who is the spirit of the mechanism of creation.

The headquarters of the Spirit of Creation Organ, the leader’s office.

A blond girl in Gothic attire was standing in front of the Spirit King Qi with a sad face.

"Master, could it be that you finally couldn't bear it any longer and thought Tarot was annoying, so you didn't want Tarot anymore?" The watery eyes in Tarot's eyes slid pitifully.

"Don't think wildly, I didn't say that." Qi put the last document into the encrypted cloud space.

"Tarot, I've let you play freely for so long, it's enough."

Tarot burst into tears and laughed, "Does the master want Tarot to stick to Mr. Qi every day, eat and even sleep... together..."

"impossible."

Kai broke Tarot's delusion in an understatement.

"As your master, and as the strongest combat power of the spirit of the creation mechanism, I give you the first task."

Hearing Qi's words, Tarot raised his head proudly, "Okay! I finally have a chance to prove myself. Let's see what ability that arrogant maid (referring to time) still has in front of me after I completed the task beyond the standard."

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Qi smiled and said: "Since you are so confident, then I am relieved. The mission objectives are as follows. In three months, you need to enter Tiangong College as a special instructor, assist the teachers there to complete the teaching content, and serve as the principal of the college.

Got an A+ rating in hand.”

Qi showed no mercy and directly poured cold water on Tarot.

"...No." Tarot looked at Qi with tears in his eyes.

"It's useless to cry or pretend to be pitiful. This is the experience I have already decided for you. Although you may not be able to accept it now, you will definitely be grateful to me in three months." Qi looked serious.

Tarot wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and murmured: "Grateful? Then... how is it possible... wuwu."

"Okay, around three o'clock this afternoon, let a few researchers take you to Tiangong College to report. Remember not to use your abilities easily in front of other people in the college."

In order to train [Tarot]'s mind, Qi let [Tarot] enter Tiangong Academy as a special instructor.



After Tarot walked out of the leader's office with tears streaming down his face, Kai tapped on the table.

"Phew, that stupid goth loli is finally gone. Out of sight, out of mind. It seems that the headquarters can be clean for a while." Hearing the secret signal, he suddenly appeared in the shadows.

Qi smiled slyly and said: "I obeyed your request, told Tarot your lines word for word, and successfully sent her to Tiangong Academy. Then do you have to promise me too?"

one thing?"

"Why have you become like an old fox? My favor is very valuable." He put his finger on his chin at all times, showing a troubled expression.

"It's just a simple task, nothing out of the ordinary."

"Oh? Then let's talk about it."



On the other side, Tarot was crying and was forced into a special car by a fellow traveler sent by Qi.

Kai's nasty words still echoed in Tarot's mind.

"Tarot, you have been living tyrannically in the headquarters of the Creation Agency for too long, go and experience the cruelty outside, hehe, hehe, hehehe..."

"Why did Master Qi become so tough all of a sudden? Could it be that he fell in love with me...and then the beating was kissing and scolding, but it was love, then...hehe." Tarot looked like a complete idiot.

The fellow travelers looked at Tarot with a strange expression in astonishment. Although she seemed a little abnormal, their mission was just to escort her.

Tarot went to the academy, so he could only pretend not to see it.

There were some accidents along the way, such as Tarot sneaking away, the car suddenly breaking down, etc... But in the end Tarot was brought to the gate of Tiangong Academy.

Tarot reluctantly stepped out of the special car and looked at the gate of Tiangong College in front of him.

At the school gate, the person who came to greet him was Mr. Xinjing, the principal of Tiangong College and a member of the [Spirit of the Creation Mechanism].

"Mr. Xin Jing, long time no see."

Xin Jing looked at the angry Tarot and said relaxedly: "Well, long time no see. This is Miss Tarot who the leader said will come to Tiangong College to be a special instructor."

The person traveling with her nodded and said, "Yes, that's her. Oh, by the way, you have to be more careful. This humanoid girl is not a gas-saving lamp."

After listening to the entourage's words, Tarot's beautiful face showed a hint of sullenness.

The attendant hurriedly explained: "Miss Tarot, this sentence was relayed by the leader to me and has nothing to do with me."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xinjing stood between Tarot and his companions, and said to him: "It's okay. I heard about Miss Tarot's name when I first joined the Creation Agency."

"Then she'll leave it to you."

Xinjing watched his former colleague leave, then slowly turned around.

"Okay, now we have to solve the problem of you little witch." Xinjing looked at Tarot again.

Tarot took a sideways look and said, "Hey, you bad old man, who are you calling the little witch?"

Xinjing did not fluctuate due to Tarot's words, and looked very calm, "That is the internally recognized nickname of the spirit of the creation mechanism. And my name is Xinjing, but I was born with white hair, and I am not an old man."

"I don't care, you are just a bad old man." Tarot said unforgivingly.

"Hey, if you like to call me that, you can do it. But only in private. You must call me Principal in front of others. This is my bottom line."

"Okay then." Tarot reluctantly accepted.

Xin Jing seemed to think of something and stopped. "I almost forgot. I have important things to deal with next. Tarot, please go visit every corner of the college. After the visit, come to the principal's office to find me."

Tarot watched the heart mirror irresponsibly leave his side and sighed quietly.

The next step is to walk on your own.

Behind the gate of Tiangong College is a large square. In the center of the square is a humanoid core statue made of unknown materials.

Surrounding the square are teaching buildings on both sides. Behind the square is the rest area of ​​the college. There are several dormitories of different heights and a snack street.

Tarot was wearing dark purple and almost black Gothic clothing, with a loose skirt with a zigzag hem. There was a metal cross hanging around his neck, and a dark red collar on his slender neck.

This strange retro costume attracted a lot of curious looks.

"Huh? That loli with almost black body and golden curly hair is the humanoid girl with the strongest spirit of the creation mechanism?"

Tarot found that the students in the school were looking at him curiously.

It was also the first time for Tarot to encounter this situation. She pinched the corner of her skirt at a loss.

In the Spirit of Creation Agency, the researchers all treated her with respect because of the leader. But now everyone's eyes are no longer respectful, but with an attitude of equal respect or contempt.

Tarot took a deep breath and shouted: "You rude people, why don't you bow quickly when you see me?"

The students all thought Tarot was joking, and they covered their mouths and snickered.

tarot discovery

No one obeyed her words and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Tarot, who had been baptized by laughter, finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she took out an almost transparent Tarot card from somewhere on her body.

Tarot muttered silently: "Number: 9, [Hermit], start transformation."

After a burst of space fluctuations, there was no one left where Tarot was.

The students from Tiangong College walked over curiously and found that Tarot had disappeared without a trace.



Yu Chen happened to go to Tiangong College to report on that day. Now he had found Tiangong College on his own through navigation.

Tiangong College is a long way from Yuchen's home, located in the outer suburbs of the capital.

The geographical location is very remote, but for a college that specializes in research, it can be said to be adapted to local conditions.

The gate of Tiangong College is composed of hollow totem poles. At first glance, it looks like a work of art that took a lot of effort to carve.

The spirit of craftsmanship is fully reflected in the exquisite patterns.

There seems to be no access control at the door, but it hides a secret and uses sophisticated creations to form strict protective measures.

Standing at the gate was a young man with white hair, who looked to be around 27 or 28 years old.

Yu Chen walked up to the young man with the recommendation letter and said, "Hello, senior. Is this Tiangong College here? I am a new transfer student, and my name is Yu Chen."

"I'm not a senior, but you are indeed a transfer student." The white-haired young man looked expressionless and glanced at the envelope in Yu Chen's hand.

"Then..." Yu Chen was a little flustered.

Xin Jing regained his friendly expression and said with a smile: "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. My name is Xin Jing, and I am an old friend of that guy from String String. I am the person who came here specifically to help you. Don't worry, come with me."

Although he had some doubts, Yu Chen, who was unfamiliar with the place, obediently followed Xin Jing into Tiangong College.

Yu Chen, who followed Xinjing, felt a little uneasy.

"Senior Xinjing, can you take me to visit the principal of Tiangong College?"

Considering the precedent of Canghai College, Yu Chen thought he should first find out what kind of person the principal of Tiangong College was.

Xin Jing laughed dumbly and said: "So you don't know yet. I am actually the principal of this Tiangong College. Didn't your master mention me to you?"

"Uh... I didn't mention it." He is really young and promising, Yu Chen sighed to himself.

"That... Principal Xin Jing."

Xinjing raised his right hand to stop, "Classmate Yuchen, don't be so restrained, just treat me as a good teacher and friend. In private, call me Senior Xinjing, after all, I joined the spirit of the creation mechanism in the same batch as your master."

"I remember it, Senior Xinjing."

Xin Jing suddenly asked: "Yu Chen, don't you have any personal items with you?"

Yu Chen said hesitantly: "...I brought it and put it in the space device."

"That's good. You don't need to be nervous. That guy from String Strings just wanted to show off his face and entrusted me to take care of you."

"Yu Chen, I heard that you have reached the level of a third-rate mechanic, and you are majoring in mechanical engineering, right? How many years have it been since you first started working as a mechanic?" Xinjing looked at him expectantly.

Hold him.

Yu Chen reluctantly said: "Strictly speaking, it's only more than half a year."

"No wonder that little guy who is used to being undisciplined would accept a disciple. It turns out that he found a piece of 'high-quality jade'. Just like what was written in the recommendation letter, you are indeed a talent." Xinjing re-examined it with an appreciative eye.

Yuchen.

"A little... fun?" Yu Chen heard something incredible.


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