Chapter 12 No matter where you go or where you go, you are a dreamer!
"About tomorrow, the Sword Formation Association will send specialized personnel to come to you to conduct research on the subject."
"It's best to make some achievements within a month, of course."
Qin Shou came closer.
"Actually, to put it bluntly, you just need to make some records so that the examiners can see that you are serious and then you can pass. After all, these subjects of ours are all unpopular subjects with no potential, even if some subjects are not
The potential that is known to others cannot be developed by students from colleges like ours."
"The world is like this. Resources are in the hands of a few people. They stand at the top of the pyramid. In previous eras, rich people would only get richer. In this era, it is easier for the strong to become richer.
powerful."
"We, to put it bluntly, are just making up the numbers. What if one or two hidden gems emerge from the ocean?"
Qin Shou's words are somewhat true.
Perhaps this is the most realistic portrayal of the world.
but.
What Fang Yi wants to do is to achieve results.
Then go to a higher level scientific research school.
Master higher resources.
Uncover the true face of this world.
He didn't want to be as passive as yesterday's incident at the school gate.
He longs for the day when, even in the face of thousands of troops, he can throw out a golden card without changing his expression. The sun shines brightly, the cold mist transpires, and the radiance is endless. A card ridiculed by the world can also be called
The million-strong army retreated.
"Don't worry, even if you can't achieve anything, I will take good care of you in the future, brother..."
Bang!
The door was immediately closed. The whining voice behind him didn't know what he was saying, and Fang Yi didn't pay attention to him.
"Sword formation master?"
"Unpopular, I'm looking forward to it. If the sword array is combined with the card...will some disadvantages be eliminated?"
Fang Yi's eyes were shining, but he quickly threw himself into the condensation again.
It's useless to say too much.
Only by working hard and mastering your craft can you be the most valuable.
As time went by, Fang Yi's strokes became more and more proficient, and his hand holding the pen became more steady.
Fang Yi shook his sore hands.
Watch the sunset at dusk.
He took a deep breath.
"It's 100 o'clock."
He engraved it perfectly again.
This time the time was reduced by ten minutes, and the progress is obvious to all.
But at this moment.
Bang!
There was a sudden vibration outside the dormitory.
Yells and curses, laughter, one after another.
Fang Yi was stunned, what happened?
Why does it seem like there's a fight outside?
Open the door!
Bang!
A deep corridor outside the door was densely packed with people.
"Hey! Brothers, you are just watching, don't shoot!"
Fang Yi opened the door and bumped into someone, who said hurriedly.
"What's going on?"
"Hey, brother, are you new here? You don't even know the two most influential figures in our freshman year at Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College?"
"He is indeed new here."
"Look, I'm telling you, these two, if we say they are influential figures, it would be better to say they are two guys who love to dream."
"Haha, a beautiful boy who dreams of developing a roaming career into a popular career and a rough guy who wants to be a melee magician."
The people next to me laughed and answered.
Suddenly, the students nearby burst into laughter.
The entire corridor was filled with laughter.
Like rolling thunder.
"Brother, don't take it seriously, just take it as a joke. These two people haven't even passed the second grade yet, but they've already arrived at the Ninth Vocational and Technical College. Are they still talking about some bullshit dreams?"
The group of people laughed, and no one knew who imitated the harsh tone and said those words that made Fang Yi suddenly feel a little sad.
"Is it worthy of you?"
This may be how other people view pheasant colleges like theirs. These harsh and harsh words are like incurable poison, making this group of once passionate teenagers become depressed.
Kill without staining blood.
Nothing more than this.
"So what is this now?"
Fang Yi still wanted to ask.
However, suddenly, a gunshot was heard over there, and the people around him hurriedly retreated to a passage.
A young man with a well-proportioned figure and a somewhat handsome appearance held two pistols of the same standard in his hands. The pistols were wrapped with brilliant patterns, and spiritual energy circulated in them, turning into spiritual energy ammunition, which was immediately fired.
.
And in front of him, there was a muscular master with a staff on his back. He was saying "Huahuhehe" and his fists as big as casseroles were very powerful!
And the handsome young man was agile in his movements, and the gun in his hand kept spraying spiritual energy ammunition, shining brightly, and he was fighting with that man crazily.
"Dong Qing, you are getting better and better at spear fighting!"
"Tsk, it's all fancy."
"One operation is as fierce as a tiger's, and the pestle is still there when you focus on it."
The people next to me were full of disdain.
However, the young man seemed not to hear it and showed a beautiful smile.
"Brother Tianyi, your fists are getting stronger and stronger. The pressure of close combat with you is too great."
"Tch, what's the use?"
"To put it bluntly, it's just a matter of practicing horizontally and returning it to the Master. Can you withstand a forbidden curse?"
These two people are called Gu Dongqing and Wang Tianyi.
Wang Tianyi seemed to be used to the nagging of the people next to him, and his face showed sarcasm.
"If you don't accept it, come and challenge me."
"cut."
The person next to me made a sound and then stepped away.
Although these two guys are naive, their strength can still be said in front of useless people like them who were dragged out and called the third level of fighting spirit.
"Come again!"
The two of them regarded this corridor as their battle ground, fighting back and forth.
Fang Yi found it a bit interesting.
One is a gunfighter, a wandering profession, and the other is a melee mage? In other people's eyes, it's just nonsense.
The gap between these two people and the sword cultivator and sword cultivator Fang Yi saw yesterday was so huge that it felt like playing house.
There is a gap in strength.
It's just that the gap between unpopular and popular professions is also worlds apart.
Just like the encapsulator, they are not at the normal level of cultivation.
The fight between the two became more and more fierce, and the people next to them hurriedly retreated.
"Hey! Why did you call me here?"
The people next to Fang Yi hurriedly moved away.
I have to say that the young man's gun fighting skills are really pleasing to the eye.
Gu Dongqing could not help but feel the wonderful feeling of the gun rubbing against his fingertips.
But suddenly I felt an admiring gaze.
appreciate?
After he and Wang Tianyi came to this academy, they encountered indifferent, mocking, and joke-like looks. This was the first time they saw such looks.
He looked over.
He was a very handsome young man, wearing a black T-shirt. The simple clothes could not hide his handsomeness. Although his eyes were full of layers of fatigue, they could not hide the light.
Wang Tianyi and Gu Dongqing stopped fighting.
Fang Yi saw two people looking at him.
Startled for a moment.
These two people...
What's wrong?
Is this a burst of sexual passion?
"Hey, wandering boy, have you solved the practical problem of spiritual energy guns?"
Suddenly, an inappropriate and sarcastic voice sounded.
Gu Dongqing narrowed his eyes slightly, but then quickly smiled.
"Haha, don't worry, I already have a clue."
"Tch, there are so many problems that gun enthusiasts haven't solved yet, but you, a pheasant college student, can solve them? Unpopular professions naturally have their reasons for being unpopular. It's time to wake up from the dream."
Gu Dongqing was silent.
"Aren't you angry?"
Fang Yi asked curiously.
Gu Dongqing said nothing and seemed to want to lower his head. Fang Yi saw that his hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.
After a long time, Fang Yi thought he was frustrated.
I want to comfort him.
As a result, the boy raised his head, resembling those ridiculous white swans in TV dramas, but his eyes were burning with fire.
"Do you have a dream?"
Extremely cliche rhetoric.
However, Fang Yi was stunned.
Wang Tianyi grinned and seemed to have a good impression of Fang Yi. He patted Fang Yi on the shoulder, and then the two of them left calmly with smiles on their faces amidst the disdainful looks of many people.
"Tch, dream?"
The students began to ridicule when they saw this. Fang Yi glanced around and felt a little touched.
"Soon they learn that their so-called dreams are worthless and that everyone is trash, pretending to be nothing."
"Haha, no matter where you go or where you go, you are still the one in your dreams."
"Yes, daydreamer, hahaha."
suddenly.
"Hello!"
Fang Yi called the two of them, and the long corridor suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes were on Fang Yi. The evening breeze was blowing, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and there was actually a bit of coolness.
Gu Dongqing and Wang Tianyi stopped strangely and turned around.
Fang Yi raised his right hand slightly, and the spiritual energy moved across his fingertips, like a gentle breeze, gathering together and condensing into a card.
That's the encapsulator's soul card.
Something that has been spurned and ignored by countless scientific researchers.
However, this card is shining brightly, and the sword behind it reveals its edge.
"He will bloom."
"madman."
"You're not sick!"
"Is this the new one? Oh my God, the Fengyun duo are going to expand their ranks!"