I am not doing this because I have nothing to do. The pots used by children are not very convenient for practicing calligraphy. This is mainly because these things are too small, which results in too few containers that can hold them.

This means that compared to those things, it is more like a compressed explosive pack, and ensuring the pressure inside and outside the pot is also a very important part.

"Hello teacher."

"You came very early today. This is the last day. You don't need to come again after today. You brought some small materials? Although you are allowed to add more, can you show these materials to the teacher? I need to confirm that they are safe."

The child handed over his materials and looked at them carefully. There wasn't much elemental power, but it was more than enough to make a basic potion. "Okay, very good. Let's start when everyone is here. This is a comprehensive consideration. I have to check your time in advance."

"I understand, teacher!"

He patted the child's head twice, and looked at the other materials of the students who came one after another.

"Okay, everyone has no problem with the materials, let's officially start. Don't worry, the teacher will always be watching you!"

He kept patrolling beside each child, and when he saw a pot of potion that looked a little off, he kicked it out as quickly as possible. It had not flown a few meters when it exploded with a bang.

"...I don't know what you brought with you. You should know what to do in this situation, right?" You need to admit your mistake. Your material combination, at least the part you showed me, cannot have this problem!

"...I..." He turned his head away, a little afraid to say anything. He looked seriously at the child, the child who almost made a big mistake.

"Just practice normally first. Don't worry, the teacher will keep an eye on you. He will make sure you're safe. It's okay, don't worry."

The children seemed to be still a little frightened by what had just happened, and the potions they made were very bad, but according to the reward system, the best child was still given the prize.

As for that child, after all the children had left, he looked at himself quietly.

I know it all too well: "Why do you do this? Kang Le..."

"!" The child trembled slightly because of this sentence, as if he had been frightened by something terrible. He would be like this even if his identity was exposed in front of him. This child's disguise skills are not that good yet.

"I know you too well. The first time I saw you, I thought you looked exactly like me. The second time I saw you, I did recall your appearance, but it didn't match. The third time I looked carefully at your eyebrows and found that you looked very similar... An ordinary explosion wouldn't be this scary. What did you add to the pot?"

"..."

"You added purified electrical crystals and the juice of the flaming flower, right?"

"How did you find out?"

"Of course I can see the problems that will arise from something I invented. Your current name is Ping An, which is a disguised name. Let me think about what the remnants of those guys want to do."

Pretending to think, he spoke in an excited tone, "I figured it out! I guess I'm going to cut them into pieces! This kind of potion is usually used at very close range, and you didn't add everything in, otherwise everyone in the yard would have died... It may also be because my actions just now interrupted you, so the next step is to put in the electrical crystal. After all, the juice of the Fiery Flower is not that easy to explode."

"I...Kill me!"

"Hmm? I don't have the habit of abusing children, and I don't want to ask anything from them. I know who is behind you, but I don't know the reason. I am an adult, so please tell me. If you are not doing this voluntarily, I may be able to help..."

"You don't know anything, you can't, you can't help at all!"

I hate this sentence the most!

The two of them were very close to each other, looking down at the child from a superior position. The child seemed to be frightened by his own pressure. Really, there was not even a trace of the genius that he should have once had. What a rubbish!

"I want to know! I have thousands of ways to get it out of your mouth, understand?"

"I can't speak!" The child swallowed his saliva. Well, well, what a poor little guy.

"You have brothers and sisters, right?" Of course, I have investigated the child, or rather, the other party handed over the information to me. "A brother and a sister, the mother died young, and the father's life and death are unknown. Let me think about it, maybe he was taken out on me, right?"

Without adults, the home will be extra dangerous and the oldest child will be forced to shoulder the responsibilities that the elders should fulfill. However, children are different from adults. Children have not experienced too many things and do not have the same vision as adults, nor do they have the calmness that adults have accumulated over time.

"They will die, but if I die, they can live."

"Naive! Do you really think those disgusting guys will take care of your relatives?!" The other party was not an ordinary child, but he was not an ordinary adult either. He was very good at coaxing children.

"I can only believe it."

"Guess what will happen? There are two possibilities after you die. Either they think these two children are smart and can be raised. In the end, they will become Deadpools and become the most useless abandoned children in the war. Or they think these two children are too stupid and will not be restrained. They will soon be bullied by other tribesmen and may even starve to death..."

"!"

The other party gradually believed what I said, of course, because I had seen that the other party was not living well in that place. As long as there is resentment in the heart, even a very small seed can grow into a big tree very quickly~

Don’t play with human nature? But human nature is like this. I am willing to play with it, so others can certainly play with my share!

"Poor child, tell me, where are they?"

The other party didn't want to say anything, so I squatted down and looked at him directly, staring into his eyes. At that moment, I felt like I was being stared at by a cold-blooded animal, and my back felt cold.

"Tell me, my dear child, where are those fellows?"

The child lowered his head, not daring to look the other person in the eye, and did not respond at all.

He put his mouth close to the child's ear and asked again: "Tell me, where are those damn guys?"

The child still kept his lips tightly closed, and the sweat on his body dripped onto his hands. Well, this child was particularly tight-lipped.

"Just tell me the answer. I'm an adult, and I can assure you. You know what kind of adult I am, right?"

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