I am planting trees and farming in the global game

Chapter 134 Freshman Admission
It's the beginning of the windy month again, the night when new students enter school.

Mu Ying and the others changed into their dresses and came to the auditorium.

"What to do, I'm a little nervous," Windsor whispered in Muying's ear.

Muying patted the back of her hand, "It's okay, we are seniors, the freshmen should be nervous."

"I don't know how many new students there will be this year. I hope the more the better, our school is still too deserted." Lilian's eyes shone with excitement.

"It can't be too many. There are few witches in the first place, and you can only have one little witch in your life. If something happens, there may not be any... There are fewer and fewer witches!" Mu Ying sighed.

She also hopes that there are more witch people, after all, she is in this group and knows what kind of group they are.

They are casual and free, friendly and united. They may love money, but they don't love power. They often yearn for the colorful human world outside.

But they are not as cunning and thoughtful as humans. They are obviously stronger than humans, but they never have the idea of ​​invading the human world as a whole. They just live scattered in the forest of witches that humans cannot reach.

After the witch is hurt, she will only retaliate against the avenger.

The number of witches is getting smaller and smaller, but miraculously, no witch has ever worried about the number of people and changed their birth plan.

The Witches' Association, the highest authority for witches, has never even issued an opinion on encouraging witches to give birth. They only care about education, inheritance, and revenge.

The first two are easy to understand, and the last one is that if a witch dies outside due to an unknown cause, and other witches find out, they need to report to the Association, and then send someone to investigate. If the witch did not do something unforgivable, then the Association Will avenge her.

For example, the witch who was hanged on the bridge in Hongmei Village, after Mu Ying and the others informed the principal, the body was collected by the Witch Association, but because the witch herself was not good at learning, she did not retaliate against the villagers.

However, there are not many cases of revenge after the event, because many places do not hang the corpses there after the witches are executed, so there are still many witches disappearing in every corner of the world, such as the body of Muying. Mother.

When Mu Ying first learned that witches are completely random in population control, she felt very strange. Aren't they afraid that witches will become extinct?She had asked Principal Melanie that question.

"Extinct is extinct. Everything has rise and fall, and witches can of course. We can't demand the rise and fall of witches as a whole. Every witch is independent and precious. It is not a machine that continues the race. Every little witch is also Must be born of love, not of duty."

Ms. Melanie's words of course had a huge impact on Mu Ying, but she couldn't help but feel that what she said made sense. Why should individuals sacrifice for the group?

Will this individual tragedy necessarily bring about the prosperity of the group?What's the point of the continuation of the race if we rely on such flesh and blood?

Is the future more precious than the present?But the present is not the future of the past.

A race that relies on group power may need such sacrifices, but a powerful and independent race like witches pays more attention to individual rights.

They are responsible for themselves and are extremely free and easy. Every contribution is based on their own wishes, not the constraints of rules and the coercion of others. This is true freedom.

The concept of witch consciousness has given Mu Ying a lot of inspiration. The premise of such a racial concept of witches is the strong power of the individual, so there is no need to rely on the group, because even if there is only one witch left in the world, she can live well.

In fact, the current real world is also moving towards a path where the great power of witches is attributed to individuals. The stronger the strength, the less need to rely on group power, and the more powerful individuals will be valued more and more.

This is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

Unlike before the end of the world, the weak are still protected by social rules and concepts, maintaining the superficial equality of personality.

Mu Ying can only constantly spur herself, and walk unswervingly on the road of strengthening herself.

"Here we come!" Lilian whispered.

After hearing this, Mu Ying withdrew her thoughts and looked around, only to see a little girl with messy brown curly hair appearing suddenly, she couldn't stand still, she fell on her buttocks, and sat on the ground with a dazed expression, as if she hadn't recovered yet .

Her fall was really not light, but the little girl didn't show any pain, as if she had fallen on the soft cushion. In fact, there was only a thin layer of carpet on the ground, which was very hard.

It took a long time to say, "I'm here?"

The little girl seemed a little confused, Muying thought.

The way the second appeared was much more elegant than her.

It was a beautiful little girl with snow-white skin, snow-white hair, and ice-blue eyes. She stood upright, only shaking slightly, but her tightly pursed mouth revealed that she was actually not so relaxed.

"She's so pretty!" whispered Windsor.

Mu Ying nodded in agreement, she can be regarded as the school belle.

After waiting for a while, Lilian touched her chin and said, "There won't be only two this year!"

"No, Ms. Melanie hasn't moved yet, there should be some more," Muying glanced at the principal who was sitting calmly on the stage.

As soon as the words were finished, a girl with short black hair and wheat skin jumped out neatly.

Yes, the magical way of appearance, probably because she was teleported by jumping.

Melanie finally stood up, "Okay, all the freshmen are here, and now the talent test begins."

"Why do I feel that this sentence is particularly familiar?" Windsor muttered.

"Because we heard similar things last year." Lilian didn't know what was so strange about it.

Mu Ying said coolly: "It's because Ms. Melanie said at the same time last year, one word, one tone, and even one action have not changed."

It seems that it was copied and pasted from last year, and there is no one else.

Sure enough, the next sentence was "Who comes first?"

But this time, Lilian was not as bold as Lilian. The three little witches looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't move.

"Then I'll call the roll call." Melanie didn't wait long before calling someone.

"Tana!"

The messy-haired and slightly confused girl walked onto the stage slowly.

"Orange Witch!"

Mu Ying stepped forward to bring her down, and the three of them could tell from the color of their hair and eyes that they didn't match up with them, and they couldn't be divided according to their talents and tendencies, so they picked up people according to their preferences for the time being.

The specific distribution depends on the direction they choose to specialize in the future.

Lilian felt that the little girl who jumped out at the end was the most suitable for her temperament. Windsor was fascinated by the beauty of the white-haired girl, and this little messy little girl naturally fell into her hands.

"Next, Sheila!"

"White Witch!"

"Finally, Tina!"

"Black Witch!"

(End of this chapter)