Hunting College

"Generally speaking, I am satisfied with your task this time. It is professional, efficient, and concise. You did not make any low-level mistakes during the execution process... except for the final finishing touch... including No. 3, I I have received requests from many people who want to extend the experiment process, and even help the experiment subjects escape..."

"Professor, what I mean is..." No. 3 Crow couldn't help but wanted to explain.

But he immediately felt a set of stern eyes fall from the crow's back.

Professor Monteria lowered his eyelids, interrupted Gan Ning's explanation with his gaze, and then slightly emphasized his tone: "As I said just now, I don't mind repeating a few things to prevent the passing of time.

The purpose of our experiment this time is to verify the experimental data and to deceive others, to hold a gorgeous funeral for the 'crow' in the eyes of others, not to release a big demon-level monster that ravages Phuket Island.

People in the school can't die. This can probably be regarded as the last line of tolerance for our small organization by certain existences in the school.

An ordinary dark wizard, an ordinary verification experiment, is not worth breaking the bottom line for it... If you cross the line, it means that I have also crossed the line. I crossed the line, which means the experiment is over. So, please be sober, and don't take the occasional connivance of the school as your ability. "

In the quiet forest, there is no sound.

Including birds, beasts and insects, as well as the cold wind passing through the forest, and the dead leaves trembling on the branches, under the professor's serious tone, they all died down and kept absolute silence.

"Now, please look up and take a look at the sky." The professor changed the subject and made a strange request.

One after another, the crow masks hesitated and lifted up one after another, looking at the sky in confusion and seriousness. In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather is not good. They can neither see the bright sunshine nor the white clouds. Everything is gray and foggy.

"See what color the sky is?" asked the professor.

"White."

"blue…"

"grey?"

The sparse answers represent the ups and downs of the crows at the moment.

"It's white, it's gray, it's blue, but it's black."

Professor Montelia pointed out something, and taught earnestly: "Behind the sun, the real universe is dark and dead. The vast starry sky, endless life, and brilliant civilization, everything is in this darkness and darkness. It was conceived in the dead silence. Only by looking at the purest darkness can one detect the subtle and extreme light of hope.

That's why, I have taken you so far on this road, and the school has not strictly prohibited it. Because of the black background, it is easiest to find the light, and because at any time, the world always needs some people to observe the darkness.

You are like seeds buried deep in the dull soil, full of vitality, as long as you have enough nutrients, water and sunlight, you will grow into towering trees one day.

But until then, you cannot bask in the darkness around you.

You must remember that we are only using the dark background to find that ray of hope, and don't let the blackness completely drown out the light in your eyes. "

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later.

Professor Montelia came to Ruoyu's office again.

In the spacious office, there is no light. The ancient immortal fires on both sides of the entrance, as well as the magic torches inserted on the walls on both sides, were all extinguished at this moment.

In the darkness, the subtle sound of the beast grinding its teeth and claws could be vaguely heard.

Monteria guessed that these sounds should be made by the stone statues of magical creatures in the office. Only in the dark can they dare to stretch their bodies like living creatures.

"I extinguished those torches."

In the darkness, the voice of the owner of the office suddenly sounded. I don't know if it was an illusion. Montelia felt that the voice seemed older than a few months ago: "There is no fire in the world that cannot be extinguished, only if you want to extinguish it, can you?" It’s just the difference of going out.”

Snapped.

Snap your fingers.

A bean-sized fire suddenly appeared in the darkness, illuminating Professor Montelia's disheveled gray hair and high cheekbones. He took off his hat in the light of the fire, and first bowed slightly in the direction of the desk.

Then he straightened up and apologized earnestly: "I'm sorry. But I think any light of fire in the dark is very precious, because it can drive away the beasts."

Beyond the halo of the big fire, there was a rustling sound, interspersed with the deep growls from the throats of the magic sculptures, as if warning to the fire.

Fu.

There was a heavy smoking sound from behind the desk, and immediately, the room fell into absolute silence, and a little scarlet quietly appeared, slowly flickering in the darkness, as if a sleeping monster opened an eye.

"Half a year ago, in this office, I informed you of the school's decision to stop the experiments on demon blood transformation, and you agreed."

If Old Man Yu spoke in a very soft voice, he seemed to be worried that a slightly louder voice would scare away the guests under the steps: "...We all know how much energy you put into those experiments, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. So I I keep telling other people, don't rush, give you some time, don't put too much pressure on you when you adjust your mentality..."

"You said," Professor Montelia rudely interrupted the old man Ruoyu: "'This era does not need a new horn', but in my opinion, the horn of a new era has already been sounded, and we You can't put your hands over your ears and pretend you can't hear the loud crash of the magic tide rising and falling. There's no more time to waste."

"If time is spent to clean your ears and hear better, then time is not wasted."

"My ears have never been so sensitive."

This time, Ruoyu didn't speak immediately.

After a while, there was another heavy smoking sound in the room.

Fu...

That point of scarlet flickered again, and then went out immediately.

"I've always thought that you have the talent of 'Xiezhi', able to distinguish what is good from what is bad." Ruoyu's voice sounded again, and his tone became much more serious: "'Good' things—— Whether it's magic knowledge or a few words, or a suggestion - should be able to help you go further on the road of magic. Instead of being a stumbling block for you to go further. You know how much 'that suggestion' can help you, yes Bar?"

"Yes." Professor Monteria lowered his head sincerely, expressing his gratitude to the old man hiding in the darkness.

"Then, I hope, you'll be able to clean up the 'bad' parts before next term starts. This is the last time. We've given you enough time, and like you said, there's no more time to waste gone."