Taoist fast crossing

"It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic about learning, and I am very pleased."

Si Qingyan smiled.

"Please copy the content on the screen. The exam will be tested, and I will also conduct random checks. If you answer incorrectly, a certain number of points will be deducted."

There was the sound of pens being brushed and clattered in the classroom.

Many people have fists as big as casserole pots, holding pens carefully for fear of breaking them.Most of the words are horrible.The outside world has developed to the point of carrying a smart housekeeper with them, and few people still use such a primitive writing method.

Bai Limo remained silent, while comprehending the origin of the newly acquired ice element in his heart.He just took a look, and even so, he gained a lot.

The ice and snow in the classroom was not controlled by him.

Even if he can achieve this effect, he will be very tired, and there is no need to waste energy doing this kind of thing.There is no difficulty on the surface, but in fact, the requirements for the operator are very high.This effect can only be achieved with absolute precision and delicate control.

That senior, still calm and calm, seemed even more unfathomable.

Bai Limo really didn't understand.How did this guy get brought back by Hei Ting, did he touch porcelain on purpose?Think carefully.

He didn't dare to ask, anyway, he didn't need to study, if he asked, maybe he would join in.

The ancients said that it is better to sit on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines than to die a poor Taoist friend.

"Let's start with Marxist philosophy, which includes dialectical materialism and historical materialism..."

The people in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, just repeating the copying mechanically.

What the hell...

Si Qingyan began to explain historical materialism and dialectics to them, breaking it into pieces.

The classroom atmosphere is very serious, everyone is serious and their eyes are confused.

Bai Limo thought it sounded good. In fact, this is the most essential way of thinking. Building a logical framework in his brain can also enhance his understanding of the world.

"Is there any student who took the initiative to answer the question?"

Silence, silence, silence.

Si Qingyan said again:

"I will randomly select a few students to answer the questions and see who is so lucky."

"number 1678."

"I don't know." Lumao stood up, a little nervous and expectant.

"Come here." Si Qingyan waved.

Lumao couldn't help trembling, overly excited, and walked towards Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan smiled slightly and punched out.

The huge impact caused the green hair to vomit blood and fly out of the classroom.

Everyone watched the two battles and dared not speak.

Not long after, the green hair crawled in, coughing up blood, while crawling forward with difficulty.

It took a while to climb back to the seat, and he dragged out long bloodstains on the ground.

Si Qingyan gave an approving look, and praised:

"Although this classmate doesn't know, it's good to be honest and take it lightly. I will continue to pick people to answer questions."

The people in the audience were sweating coldly on their backs, their hearts were trembling, and they bowed their heads and prayed in their hearts, not me, not me.

Every time Si Qingyan read a number, someone stood up and trembled.

"You can read it from your notebook." Si Qingyan was quite gentle.

"Historical materialism is a theory in philosophy about the general law of the development of human society, and is an important part of Marxist philosophy. The scientific concept of social history and..."

The unsmooth reading made everyone recall the fear of being dominated by the teacher when they were young, and it was much scarier than that time. At least the teacher would not punch you half to death and spit out blood.

"That's right. People often miss the worry-free years when they were studying. You are very lucky to be able to relive your school life. The tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, and you don't have to pay for books and supplementary lessons. I hope you can cherish this learning opportunity and enrich yourself."

Si Qingyan looked around, and the green hair was coughing up blood, and immediately started applauding, and the classroom burst into warm applause again, and the atmosphere was very good.

Bai Limo was in a very complicated mood, so he contacted Si Qingheng again, but still failed.

One and a half hours in the morning, followed by eating and exercising, everyone's complexion is not very good, and there is suffering in their hearts.Originally thought that Warden Bai, who was good at controlling violence with violence, was terrifying enough, but he didn't expect that the real ruthless man was Lang Mie.

Reading and endorsement in the morning has become the time that everyone resists the most.

No one has resisted yet.

They began to accept the change and adapted well.

Humans are indeed a tenacious race, able to cope with the trials and tribulations of life.

Except for Si Qingyan teaching them, the rest of the time is still the same as before. Some training about combat power does not need to participate. During the class, the points deducted from the prisoners are transferred to his own account. You can order whatever you want. The three roommates will silently eat some meat.

On weekends, everyone is waiting for the holiday.

Endorsement has already made their eyes dull, lack of energy, splitting headache, sore throat...

But five o'clock struck on time.

The man who had become their nightmare stood on the podium with a familiar smile.

He's coming, he's coming!He came with Marxist philosophy!

Lang Mie, with a light and gentle smile, stood under the light, as if he was a young and promising university professor who was incompatible with a group of death row prisoners in Hei Ting.

"The blue star doesn't explode, and the black court doesn't have a holiday."

"The universe does not restart, and you do not rest."

"You don't need to open your notebook today, just take the exam directly."

After Si Qingyan finished speaking, she began to distribute the test papers, and suddenly the alarm sounded.

As usual, Bai Limo, who was watching the teaching process from behind, was notified that the foreign race attacked the city and the black court joined the battle.

The many prisoners in Hei Ting were surprised and breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who used to hate going to the battlefield the most, after entering Hei Ting on the 188th for a week, they suddenly felt that the battlefield was also a good place, at least they didn’t need to study dialectics and methodology, nor did they need to study materialism and metaphysics.

They all showed joyful smiles, and they even couldn't wait.

Bai Limo felt a little bit like a world away.

It was the first time I saw these people looking forward to going to the battlefield so much.

"Assembly, prepare to join the battle."

Bai Limo gave the order, then bowed slightly, asking Si Qingyan to speak in private:

"You come with me."

"Will Master Uncle also join the battle?"

"Ah."

"I will prepare a set of equipment for you, and I hope you can kill as many aliens as possible."

"No problem." Si Qingyan looked easy to speak.

Bai Limo brought a set of standard equipment for Hei court prisoners, the highest grade.

There is no difference in treatment at ordinary times, and the armor worn in battle has grades.The higher the level, the heavier the armor, the better the defense, and the greater the chance of survival.

In order to hide their identities, the armor of the black court prisoners is equipped with a uniform mask.After Si Qingyan put it on, she felt that the mask was not very breathable, so she replaced it with a mask snatched from [Doomsday-Reporter] in the previous world.

[Incomplete Doom - Disaster Mask: You can see the mortal disaster carried by living beings]

Si Qingyan also wanted to try the matching cloak, and put it on together.

[Incomplete Doom-Phototropic Cloak: Perfect concealment, combined with the disaster mask, can attract the target's fatal disaster in advance]

It is probably an ability to turn possible future deaths into recent facts.

Si Qingyan didn't dismiss Bai Limo, the latter watched Si Qingyan's change process and wiped the cold sweat off his brow.

Bai Limo, the warden of the first generation, was a little nervous.

He sensed a strong danger, and it was unavoidable, seeping in from every pore, bringing unknown panic, death followed like a shadow, but he didn't know what it would be.

His spiritual sense is far superior to that of ordinary people, and his sense of death experience is particularly clear.

After putting on the cloak, Si Qingyan hardly had any sense of existence, like a black shadow with a blank mask on her face.

Si Qingyan condensed an ice mirror.

The reflected image was the same as the [Doom-Reporter] he had seen before.After putting on the cloak, the tall, short, fat and thin features are automatically lost, leaving only a slender shadow. The mask has no strings, and it is directly buckled on the face. It is as thin as nothing, as if it was born there.

Sure enough, after killing the dragon, he will become a dragon himself.

Si Qingyan thought for a second, I am purifying the minds of a group of villains and improving their ideological and moral cultivation. It seems that I am still a good person.

"Let's go."

Si Qingyan glanced at Bai Limo and quickly learned of several ways to kill him.

In fact, there is no reference value.Just like when a person sees a small ant, he will not consider whether to attack the ant's left foot or right foot first, nor will he consider whether to attack the ant with fire or water.

This mask is a bit tasteless, but it is a lazy weapon.

You don't need to do it yourself, you only need to expand the possibility of death of the target to achieve the goal, and the ability will increase with the number of uses.

Bai Limo didn't speak, he changed into his combat uniform as usual, took his silver whip, and joined the battle with the others in the black court.

It's trendy that everyone flies.

A group of people in armor sat in rows in the plane, feeling a little happy.

No one spoke, Si Qingyan sat with three roommates, they are members of the same combat team today.In fact, Zhao Ritian, Ye Liangchen, and Lu Mao didn't feel safe.

Looking at what Lang Mie did, it made people feel extremely defensive.

"This mask is quite cool. Hahahahahahahaha..." Lumao smiled respectfully.

He usually looks abnormal, but his mental state is actually very healthy. As for Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen, who rub their backs together every day, they are even more dangerous.

"Don't be scared when you see something. Sometimes kings will go to the battlefield. Don't be too showy. Last time, a king from our Kyushu died in battle. Even the corpse was transported back by the alien race." Zhao Ritian was silent.

"Which one?" Although Si Qingyan thought it wasn't Si Qingheng, she was still a little worried.

"Yuewang. The main body is a fish. We all think that Yuewang might have been eaten by a foreign race." Ye Liangchen sighed.

Even though the Moon King was not a human race, he looked the same as the people of Kyushu after his transformation. He had always been the king of Kyushu and protected the people for decades. It is still uncomfortable to die like this.

"I should be able to see King Si this time. Those two kings have a very good relationship. King Si will definitely avenge King Yue."

Si Qingyan thought of the fish many years ago. He had already forgotten the shape of the other fish, but only remembered that Jiang Yue was stupid and not very smart.

Si Qingyan silently calculated Jiang Yue's divination in her heart, and there was good luck in the evil, and the nobleman helped her.

Then he gave Si Qingheng a fortune-telling, and it was still good luck out of bad luck, and the nobles helped him.

Thinking of Bai Limo's failure to contact Si Qingheng many times, he couldn't help guessing in his heart, and planned to go to the space where the alien race was located.

The irreconcilable contradiction between the Blue Star and the alien race is that the alien race can rely on the flesh and blood and genes of the Blue Star creature to optimize their own race, and they have many high-end military forces, which are enough to crush the newly rising evolutionary of the Blue Star.At present, the reason why Blue Star has not fallen is because the world consciousness has opened the barrier protection, preventing the opponent's high-end force from entering the space where Blue Star is located.

It is very unfair that the original race of Blue Star has no way to rely on the flesh and blood of aliens to evolve.

This kind of unilateral exploitation puts Blue Star in a very dangerous situation.

"Mie'er, why are you in a daze?" Zhao Ritian looked over curiously.

"Thinking about unpleasant things."

"I'll be happy killing a few alien races, I promise, you will hate them very much." Ye Liangchen comforted.

The author has something to say: the earth does not explode, we do not have holidays.The universe does not restart, we do not rest.

——From Zhu Guangquan, a CCTV joker.

Zhu Guangquan is really interesting, the video material of ghosts and animals at station b.