Bizarre beater

Party B Yunhe, who is still very satisfied with this weapon, is going to take it to school.

Considering not to let the teacher think that he is a little bastard, he used the school money prepared by the system to buy a white canvas satchel, put the bricks in the satchel, and got on the bus to the Tokyo School of Magic College. special car.

The environment outside the window is getting more and more desolate. I used to deliver couriers through any door, but I didn’t realize how remote Gaozhuan was. I only thought that the greenery was good Yunhe: “Master driver, you don’t think you want to abduct me into the mountains, do you? "

The driver sent by the assistant supervisor: "...No, Gaozhuan is in the suburbs."

"How long does it take to get to the city center?"

"If the traffic is good, it will take two or three hours by car."

The students who joined temporarily shook their heads: "What's the difference between this and trafficking into the mountains?"

No wonder Jia Ruozi, who worked overtime, occasionally ordered takeaway with him, and co-authored that he starved to death because he didn't cook and had no snacks.

driver:"……"

He couldn't keep up with this, no wonder his superiors told him not to talk to this person as much as possible.

Truth is a thorn in the side.

In the high school, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie had already had a round of hair-raising over the question of "who is stronger". Since they were both on the first day of school, their lives were terrible, so they didn't directly greet each other with spells.

When they suddenly heard that another student was about to arrive, they still didn't stop their movements, thinking that even if the king of heaven came, they would slap each other's face swollen.

Noctua Moth, who was not allowed to lead the class temporarily because the head teacher of the first grade was on a business trip, patted the table and said, "Stop, listen to me, this person is very dangerous, you should pay attention to your own safety."

The two stopped and looked at him.

Gojo Satoru: "Does that mean he is stronger than us?"

"The rating is the same as the two of you, but there is a little problem with personality...it was recommended by Master Tianyuan, so I can't refuse."

The two sat back on their chairs honestly, looked at the teacher, and hoped that the other party would explain in detail.

"He was the only survivor of the big explosion in the Yokohama Concession, but everything was normal, and he claimed that he did not remember what happened before the explosion."

"Isn't this normal? What about post-traumatic stress disorder?" Xia Youjie felt that he was looking at people through colored glasses, but he heard the other person's last sentence.

"Afterwards, all the people who came to contact him and tried to investigate his past disappeared." Night Moth said solemnly, "There is no evidence that it is related to him, but follow-up observations show that he has an extreme disregard for life, The possibility of high IQ anti-social personality cannot be ruled out."

Two male classmates: "Wow——"

The family who has been sitting by the window trying not to breathe the same air as idiots took out his small notebook, turned to a blank page, and wrote down "post-traumatic stress disorder" "high IQ antisocial personality" one by one. "The noun.

The four of them waited nervously for 10 minutes, and the legendary sociopath with high IQ finally arrived.

White clothes and white hair, white canvas bag, thin arms and legs, and very short.

He walks loosely and looks casual, like an ordinary male high school student.

Gojo Wujo & Xia Youjie stood up and looked at him: That's it?

Party B Yunhe, who did not hear their aspirations, calmly walked to the podium and introduced himself: "Party B Yunhe, please give me your advice."

hateful!Gojo Satoru is so tall (after all, it will exceed 1.9 meters in the future), why is the other boy with small eyes so tall? ?

Ye Mozhengdao was also surprised that the freshmen looked so good. He suspected that some information was malicious speculation, and said without any abnormality on the surface: "I am the head teacher of the second grade, Ye Mo Zhengdao. Your head teacher is on a business trip. I will temporarily lead the class. The white-haired one is Wujo Wu, the black-haired one is Xia Youjie, and the girl is a family member, there are four people in this class, it is worth being happy, you get along well."

Party B Yunhe, who has always been a good boy in front of the teacher: "Good teacher, no problem teacher."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to raise his objection: "I don't think carrying a brick to school should not mean getting along well with others."

Night Moth said rightly:?

His gaze paused on the face of the new classmate whose smile hadn't disappeared, and he asked, "Really?"

"Teacher, listen to my explanation." Yunhe gave Gojo Wu a murderous look, then honestly opened his canvas satchel and took out the bricks inside.

"This is not an ordinary brick, it is my spell."

The teacher looked down and found that the traces of the spell on it were indeed obvious, so he nodded: "It's a very special spell, it's the right way to put it away. I still have a task, the three of you familiarize yourself with it, and I will assist you later The supervisor will come and give you lessons."

It's normal for the classroom to start dancing wildly when the teacher walks ahead, so he didn't pay attention when he heard some strange noises, but hurried out to complete the task by car.

In the classroom, Gojo Satoru took off his glasses and stared at the brick for a long time, expressing his incomprehension: "Can this be rated as a special grade?"

What about the super-rare ones?

Why do their classes look like wholesale?

Sure enough, adults are a kind of thing full of lies.

"Why can you see the bricks inside my bag?"

Yi Fang Yunhe, who had never realized that Gojo Satoru's blindfold was opaque, asked a question.

He got the reply of "six eyes can see through all mana power structures".

In order to verify whether it was true, Yunhe was going to make two bricks for the other party to identify with their eyes closed.

He went to the window, removed the window completely, and was disappointed to find that the building here is not made of brick walls, but reinforced concrete under the window.

He stood on the window sill and looked around, and finally saw a brick on the outer wall of the courtyard of a god statue that resembled the brick in his hand, so he jumped over and quietly dismantled two bricks near the grass.

Take it back to the classroom, install the windows, and do it all in one go.

The other three students were taken aback for a while.

"Come on five, you close your eyes, I'll throw a brick, guess which one was made by my spell."

What's more outrageous is that Gojo Satoru really closed his eyes.

Party B Yunhe recalled how the clown threw the ball and reproduced it with bricks.

Xia Youjie called out, "Were you a performer in a circus before?"

The last three tiles were neatly stacked on the right hand of the performer, but he deliberately asked: "So is my spell on the left one, the middle one or the right one?"

Gojo Satoru raised his lips, "It's the top one."

Yunhe: "It's amazing."

Xia Youjie: "So how is this brick used?"

He has been popularized that "any kind of spells can exist", but he can't figure out what kind of bricks can reach the special grade.

"My spells are books that can take out various weapons. This is just one of them. Don't look at it as just a brick. It can actually cause huge spiritual damage to people."

When Yunhe, the second party, was popularizing science with his classmate, Gotiao Wu took the three bricks from his hand and threw them like him.

The eldest and young master, who used to invite teachers to teach at home, had never been to an acrobatics show. He thought this was quite novel, so he had a great time playing.

The atmosphere in the classroom was very harmonious for a while, only Jia Ru Nizi felt that it was outrageous.

With a pen, she severely crossed out the words she wrote down in the notebook before, and solemnly wrote a line: "Keep awake and don't grow into a scumbag."

The accident happened in an instant.

Because the direction of the force was shifted, the brick thrown by Wujo Wutiao hit Xia Youjie's chest.

Xia Youjie grabbed the brick angrily, stood up, and slammed Wujou on the back of the head hard and quickly.

Coincidentally, this brick is the one owned by Party B Yunhe.

A classroom, two male high school students with broken defenses, and three bricks.

Silence fell.

Then the scene was out of control for a while.

Gojo Satoru held the brick that hit him and said painfully: "Why did I get hit...Did I really open Unlimited? Do I really like sweets?"

Xia Youjie hugged the curse spirit he summoned desolately, and said sadly: "Why do I need to eat so many unpalatable curse spirits for my spells? Can I really use the curse spirit to protect ordinary people?"

The two fell into the hell of thinking, and suddenly felt that the world and the past themselves were very strange, and they began to question themselves constantly.

Jia Ruozi stood up, walked around them cautiously, frowning tightly, with a serious expression.

Party B Yunhe asked tremblingly: "Doctor, can the two of them be saved?"

Doctor Nitro shook his head: "I can't cure my brain."

"I... I think it can still be rescued."

Yunhe forcibly pulled the brick out of Gojo Satoru's hand, hid the murder weapon back in the canvas bag, and then scratched his hair distressedly facing the two male classmates who seemed to be still addicted to their own world.

He didn't want to be expelled on the first day of school for making his classmates mentally retarded.

And it's obviously not his fault!

Party B Yunhe asked Jia Ruzi, who hadn't learned much medical knowledge at all: "Do you think if I give them two more times, they will be able to return to normal?"

Nitro: "It can put them in the hospital and you in the detention center."

He: "...Okay."

For the current plan, only words therapy can be used.

He lifted the collar of Gojo Wu who was eating candy while weeping, snatched the candy from his hand, and said loudly: "You actually don't like candy, you like spicy food! You have to sprinkle chili powder on strawberries!"

Gojo Satoru was furious and scuffled with him.

After a while, because he didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so strong, Yunhe, who was accidentally scratched by the other party's nails, scolded the other party for being jealous of his handsomeness, and asked the other party to bring his own candy to roll.

Gojo Satoru: "As expected, I still like to eat sweets."

Then he stuffed the candy into his mouth contentedly, and sat down in his seat.

After calming down, Yunhe brought up the curse spirit in Xia Youjie's arms and stuffed it into the table on the podium, and shook Xia Youjie's shoulder vigorously: "Why do you use the curse spirit to protect ordinary people? Ling can only watch but not eat, so how does it feel to protect the other party?"

Xia Youjie felt that his question was outrageous, but it seemed to have some truth, so he asked at a loss: "Then the meaning of the existence of magicians is to protect ordinary people who are not magicians?"

Party B Yunhe found this kind of argument very strange. He stared at the other party's kind but still young face, and asked, "Why do you think so, are you a merciful Buddha, or some kind of saint with a heart for the common people?"

Xia Youjie didn't speak.

"Do you know who gave the ascetic monks before they became Buddhas and saints before they became saints?"

"It's the world, it's what you say, you exist to protect the other ordinary people."

"You have to be hurt by them first, and have experienced all kinds of hardships, and then ask yourself, do you really want to protect them?"

Before that, no matter how sincere and kind wishes are, they will be the ghosts who push people into hell in the future.