After raising the only male insect in the whole interstellar

It is impossible to clean up the two, after all, you have to go to school in the same college.

A thin, white-haired boy was sitting on a tree branch, his slender legs dangling casually. Under the tree, a boy in school uniform was doing calculations. Judging from his frequent frowning, this game was not easy to do.

"You want to kill Aisha?" Hades glanced over his head, "I can help you."

The flickering fluorescent screen has been treated to prevent peeping. In fact, Hades couldn't see the content on it from the perspective of Hades, but he could feel his disgust for the praying mantis from Anwan's emotions.

"Kill him as early as possible, it will be troublesome when he can fly."

An Wan was noncommittal: "Can't you instantly kill six gifted bugs?"

Hades shook his finger: "The virus has long been buried in their bodies, but they are asymptomatic during the incubation period. Our Zerg has a high resistance to viruses, and basically cannot be killed by diseases like Aisha's." .”

"Last time you said he couldn't beat you."

"Of course—although the virus can't kill him directly, it can reduce his senses and physical strength," Hades couldn't help showing off, "I'm not weak in melee combat, but he has a talent advantage after all. I really can't compare. As long as he can fly, it is possible to escape."

Virus, flying.

An Wan focused on circling these two words, which was also the key to their game.He tapped the panel lightly: "It really can't be delayed any longer."

"Aren't you going back to the first district?" An Wan put away the panel and looked up at the beast in the boy's skin.

Hades didn't answer and asked instead, "Why do you want to go back?"

An Wan said: "I thought there would be story developments such as 'raise your eyebrows', 'counterattack the villain' and so on."

Hades glanced at him helplessly: "From your human point of view, I am the villain."

An Wan was speechless for a while.

"A cooked duck won't fly away," Hades stared at An Wan meaningfully, "a sparrow that rests for a while will slip away if it doesn't look at the jail."

An Wan was silent for a moment: "You can't catch a sparrow."

"It never occurred to me to catch him because I have wings too."

With the peaceful/flat ending of the Habitology Examination, the entire United College has entered a tense week of final exams.An Wan didn't take many elective subjects and had relatively few exams. She drove the school bus all day long to earn extra money.In contrast, Ayisha, who was forced to take all the subjects, was like a busy spinning top, spinning in various examination rooms.

Some subjects were lively before the exams, and some subjects were quiet before the exams, but no exam room was as tense as this one.

The moment Ayisha walked into the sketch test classroom, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.There were two humans standing on the podium, the older one was furious, and the younger one looked contemptuous and arrogant—coincidentally, he still remembered this face.

The sketch instructor's sharp nails almost poked the young man's nose, and his voice was about to burst into flames: "Why are you!?"

The young man picked up the chalk in the chalk trough, scratched and drew a piercing horizontal line, and then the chalk ash fell, creating two big characters——

quiet.

"Obviously," the young man raised the ID badge hanging around his neck, "I am the invigilator for this exam."

It was indeed an electronic identity card that could not be falsified, and the invigilator's name, appearance, serial number, invigilator's subjects and other information were switched back and forth on the front.Ayisha focused on the word "Mokedes", and was sure that the Alpha who Anwan asked him to fabricate a false testimony to save was him.

He thought contemptuously, human beings just like to waste their energy on strange love affairs, how could such emotional animals not be defeated?

"What qualifications do you have to be an examiner? You don't even have the right to step into this examination room." Because of Ayisha's arrival, the voice of the sketch tutor unconsciously became softer, appearing a bit stern.

Unmoved, Ayisha walked past the two humans who were arguing, and came to the easel in his corner, took out the pencil and began to sharpen it with his sharp nails.

There were whispers in the aisle farthest from him.

"What's the situation? It's a routine operation for outstanding students to invigilate the exam when there are not enough people. Why is Director Li so irritable?"

"You don't know? When Mo Shao was in class before, he skipped class and went with his fiancée Qingqing. In a fit of anger, Director Li let go of the words on the spot, saying that he would let Mo Shao fail. As a result~ guess what, Ren Mo Don't come directly to be the invigilator, I will ask you six or six!"

"This...he insists on coming in for the exam, and Director Li won't say anything. Does he have to be so rigid?"

"What's Mo Shao's character? If Director Li can speak harshly to him in class, he must be going back. It's wonderful, I'll make a small video and post it on the forum hahaha."

"I think this arrangement is very good. Mo Shao's ability is based on visual color. It would be more appropriate for him to help look at the examination room and correct the paper."

"It's suitable, but when can I distribute the sketch paper! It's been 10 minutes since the exam started, and the two invigilators are still fighting like cocks. I have to catch up on philosophy next time."

Ayisha paused when he heard the movement in his hands, and looked up at the electronic clock hanging on the blackboard.

13: 43.

素描考试的时间是13：30-15：30，接下来16：00-18：00是哲学考试，中间有半个小时的时间让同学们休息并前往下一考场。

As an excellent student who took all subjects, Ayisha naturally also took philosophy, so if the two fighting cocks on the stage continue to argue, it is very likely that his next exam will be delayed.

Thinking of the A+ that the young master asked for in all subjects, Ayisha impatiently tapped on the easel.

He didn't make much movement, and he didn't even knock the slender-boned easel to pieces, but because half of the people and insects in the examination room paid attention to him, he easily gained attention.

Ayisha didn't talk nonsense, and said indifferently: "Distribute the paper and start the exam."

The most effective way to end violence is higher levels of violence.

Even if the chief of the third district didn't do anything, even if he was already playing apron play with a big belly in the campus forum, the whole studio was still silent-no one wanted to challenge the patience of a main battle genius at this time.

The sketch tutor smiled flatteringly with a frown on the corners of his mouth, and began to hand out papers while apologizing, and he had no time to care about the qualifications of another invigilator on the podium.Mokdesi's face turned red and then pale, and finally he gave Aisha a hard look, and began to announce the exam rules unwillingly.

"This exam is an all-in-one still life sketch. You will be given one and a half hours to answer the paper, and the remaining half hour will be graded by the invigilator. It is now... 13:45 in the afternoon, and the paper collection time is 15:15. Get the paper Students can start drawing."

As he spoke, he pulled away the red silk cloth of the square box that had been covered up on the podium, revealing the neatly arranged test questions inside:

A brown plush bear leans against a glass vase containing a bouquet of tiered red roses, next to some stainless steel utensils and a checkered lining underneath.

There was a uniform gasp in the entire examination room, and even Ayisha frowned.

"How can you put the four perverts together? This painting can be finished in an hour and a half?" "Crazy, I have a phobia of fur now!" "Sorry mom, I might have to fail."

Mokedes skipped class and knocked on the blackboard: "Silence—no whispering during the exam."

The desperate examinees could not protest, they could only pick up the pencils, paste the sketch paper, and start to draw from different angles. All of a sudden, there was only the rustling sound of paper and pen rubbing in the whole studio.

After half a year of college life, Ayisha's artistic cells have not been cultivated. His painting relies entirely on his extremely precise control of his limbs.He can precisely control the strength of the pen and the depth of the coloring within the range of millimeters, so killer toys such as plush toys and stainless steel pots are useless to him.

Mokdesi picked up the drawing paper and criticized with a sneer: "It's extremely mechanical and soulless."

The entire examination room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Even the sketch instructor looked at him in shock, thinking that you are not arrogant, but really stupid.

Ayisha stared at the person in front of him with his inorganic compound eyes, and there was no emotion in his voice: "So?"

From any point of view, the answer sheet that Ayisha spent an hour and a half carefully sketching is perfect, and it can even be said to be the one that most closely matches the original in the entire examination room.

But Mokedes obviously doesn't think so: "If you can score points just by drawing likeness, why do you want to major in 'painting'? Isn't photography and cameras more reliable? Who said that drawing likeness can get high marks, painting It needs a soul. And there is no enthusiasm for art in your paintings, only cold blood."

Ayisha nodded, thinking that this Alpha analyzed well.He was not interested in painting, art, or philosophy at all, but the young master felt that it was necessary to go through such a step to break himself from the main battle to the main peace.

Since the young master wants it, then he will do it, there is no other reason.He just wants an A+ grade, it doesn't matter if it's soulful or not.

"How many points?" Ayisha didn't feel happy or angry with this human being, so he asked politely.

Mokdesi's disdainful smile had already hooked the corners of his mouth, and his lips were slightly parted, ready to say an unsatisfactory letter.The sketch tutor knew what this defiant young master was going to do across half the classroom, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, he took a sudden step forward to stop him loudly.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The sketch test is not like other test rooms where the desks and chairs are arranged neatly. Easels and small benches are scattered in the classroom, and the distance between them is not large.Mokedes stood in front of Ayisha's easel, and not far behind him was another Zerg test seat, and the distance between the two was less than an arm's length.

An arm pierced at lightning speed.

Because the distance is less than an arm, if this arm reaches the target position, it will inevitably pierce Mokedes' chest, and those five sharp claws will crush his heart.

In other words, there is no doubt about death.

All this happened too fast, the speed of the third-level insects was comparable to that of a rocket, and the budding-level Mokedes and other students couldn't react at all.

Only Ayisha squinted his eyes, his shoulder blade moved slightly, and a bone spur that fell from the sky pierced through that arm fiercely.

——Before the sharp claws pierced the skin on Alpha's back.

The author has something to say: It's started, it's the last game to leave the academy.