Recovery of Terror: I am the Patron Saint of China

"Hmm." Although Lin Hao was a little bit reluctant, he still nodded and said nothing with a calm expression.

Then take the lead in turning your attention to the place reported earlier.

After all, he understands that most of the time, some people just accompany them for a while, and it would be nice if they have been with them, so how dare they want to possess them extravagantly?
As soon as he turned his head, Lin Hao heard Lin Liuli crying, as if she was a little bit reluctant.

"Then let's add VX, and then we will have a contact method. I will often go to you to play."

"Okay." Lin Hao was also at a loss for the first time seeing a girl cry.

After adding VX, Liuli over there looked at Lin Hao several times with some reluctance, and went to the place where the freshmen reported.

Lin Hao also lined up for a long time, and finally arrived at him. Beihan also followed Lin Hao all the time, helping him at any time, if there was any problem.

"Hello senior, my name is Lin Hao." Lin Hao looked at the young man in school uniform sitting on the chair at the freshman reception, smiled kindly and followed the procedure, and handed the admission letter to him.

"Hello." The other party looked familiar, and just wanted to quickly register Lin Hao, and then pass the next one to complete the task assigned by the school.

But when he saw Lin Hao's acceptance letter, he turned his calm and even a little impatient face to an expression of shock that couldn't hold back.

"I, I, I, I wipe?!!! Damn!" The senior in front of him was obviously shocked, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be stuttering.

"Wenyu, you are a senior, calm down in front of the freshmen." Another young man who was in charge of tutoring and looked like a senior beside him also patted him on the shoulder to remind him.

But when he received Lin Hao's acceptance letter, he also stuttered.

"Fuck me! From the Academy of Ability? Or recommended?"

"That's right, it's sloppy! This must be re-recognized. My name is Zhang Wenyu, and I am a sophomore in the College of Science and Technology."

"Fuck, I have to introduce, I have to introduce, my name is Wei Wen, I'm a junior in the Faculty of Arts, you don't need to call us two seniors." The person in front of him is wearing a black frame, and he looks obviously older than Lin Hao The few are also warmly greeted.

"Yes, Wei Wen, go and see if Brother Lin has any luggage that needs to be taken, and call a few newly recruited members of our club to help carry the luggage."

"No, no, no." Lin Hao was also obviously stunned, why all of them looked like Sichuan opera changing faces.

Although he is indeed not weak, but there is no need to be so shocked.

Lin Hao thought that Mowu was all at S level, there were as many S as dogs, and A level walked everywhere, it seems that it is not that exaggerated, adding up his S is still very rare?

"Tsk tsk, I admire it." Beihan also looked envious.

After all, he had finished filling out normally at that time, and went to find the dormitory by himself.

"How could it not be used? I must carry forward our Mowu's excellent tradition of warmly entertaining juniors!" Wei Wen said, patted his chest.

A look I can do.

It was really silly to see Beihan and a group of students waiting in line behind him.

Many people also went to other long queues, but they dared not complain at all.

After all, the most powerful ones have been reported in advance, and although the rest are not bad, all of them are rare in each base city, and they all have some background and talent, but they all know very well in their hearts that this is the most prosperous place in China's martial arts and economy. The local magic capital!

And here are the magic weapons of countless masters and great men in China.

Here, even the worst students of the Faculty of Arts have almost perfect scores in various languages, mathematics, history, geography, life and politics, and their talent must not be lower than B-level, so they come in.

Not to mention the standards of martial arts and science and technology colleges, they all need a minimum A-level talent to enter.

Here, everyone knows very well that even dragons have to nest, and even tigers have to lie on their stomachs.

Naturally, they dare not complain and make mistakes in the slightest.

"That senior, as for mobilizing teachers so much?"

"You don't know something, Junior Brother Lin Hao." Zhang Wenyu also replied kindly and patiently.

"Most of the reports now are from all the liberal arts colleges, most of the science and technology colleges, and some of the martial arts colleges. This is the last batch of reports, and they are all coming to an end. For recommended students like you who should have come a month ago, It’s really rare, haha.”

"Oh, so that's the case." Lin Hao also nodded with a smile.

"By the way, Brother Lin, where were you before?" Beihan also asked curiously.

After all, Lin Hao took the high-speed train to Shanghai in August.

But now it's mid-September, and Lin Hao just arrived at school.

Obviously, for more than a month, Lin Hao didn't know where to go to improve again.

"Hey." Lin Hao didn't know how to tell them.

Do you really want to tell them yourself?
"I went to the Eastern Region base? And I also hunted and killed countless strange beasts and monsters, and even visited many places similar to crypts and ruins? I killed some bosses and did an S-level mission by the way. Enter the top [-] list of the Eastern Region Base?"

Although Lin Hao didn't know the concept, it was not difficult to see from the attitude of the prize exchange manager Guo Jierui towards him.

His level has reached a high level, and in the end Lin Hao also held back his mouth.

Because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, others would call him Versailles.