Abduct a leader and mix interstellar

On the first day of living in the new dormitory, Meng Qing lay down on the bed early. Almost a dozen silver lines appeared in front of Meng Qing the moment she closed her eyes, but he was not in a hurry. His goal is very clear and very specific, only Brooke.

Before Brook's dream appeared, Meng Qing had been in a semi-meditative state. He felt that his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, which was warm and comfortable. That should be his spiritual power.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the silver thread belonging to Brook finally appeared. Meng Qing quickly grabbed it and sneaked into poor Brook's dream that was destined to turn into a nightmare.

The next morning, Meng Qing got up from the bed refreshed and prepared to go to the first class after entering the higher education department in a happy mood. As soon as she went out, she saw Kent coming back from the outside with breakfast.

"I just went out for morning exercise, and I bought breakfast by the way, come and eat." Kent's forehead was covered with fine sweat from the exercise, looking masculine and handsome, "By the way, I just saw Brook outside, he Your mood seems... It doesn't seem very good, I will accompany you to the classroom later."

"...Okay, I'll trouble you then." Meng Qing pursed her lower lip, feeling a little guilty for no reason. Can he say that Brooke's bad mood is actually entirely caused by him?

A momentary guilty conscience caused Meng Qing to forget to consider whether Kent's behavior was normal. Although Kent certainly did not have any malice towards him, judging from his previous personality of not entering strangers, it seemed that he was so kind to a person suddenly. Also very suspicious, right?

Not only did Meng Qing speak rashly when they agreed on a bet with Brooke, but she even used her personal identity to arrange herself and Meng Qing in the same dormitory. He went to the classroom, this mode seems to be more like... the mode of getting along between lovers, no matter how you look at it?

After eating the breakfast brought back by Kent, Meng Qing went to the classroom under the escort of the other party. Kent was relieved when he saw Meng Qing enter the classroom with his own eyes, and felt a little bit lost for no reason.

A little lost?Kent was taken aback by his own thoughts, then shook his head and went to the classroom where he was studying.

It's just that Kent probably wouldn't have imagined that Meng Qing's situation would definitely not be easy at this moment, even if Brooke and his younger brothers didn't find fault.

Almost as soon as he entered the classroom, Meng Qing felt that everyone's eyes were on him, either with contempt, or curiosity, or disgust, or indifference...

If he just aimed his eyes maliciously at himself, Meng Qing can completely ignore it. His heart is not so fragile that he will be hurt by these intangible things, but when he found an empty seat several times in a row and wanted to sit down, he always suffered The students around the seat replied in the same way, "You are not welcome in this seat." After that, Meng Qing finally smiled helplessly.

"Then, is there a welcome seat in this classroom?" After laughing, Meng Qing calmly asked the sixth student who refused to let her sit.

The student froze for a moment, then turned his head and pointed to the rightmost seat in the last row of the classroom: "You can go and sit in that seat."

"Thank you for showing me the way," Meng Qing nodded with a smile, walked to the seat under everyone's gaze, sat down calmly, and then said in a clear and clear voice, "I hope you can remember what you did today Because, when one day my ability is higher than yours, you can consciously kneel in front of me and admit that you are weak."

Probably no one expected that Meng Qing would say such words suddenly, the whole classroom fell silent instantly, and a needle could be heard.

"Hey, it seems that the only student in our major with a mental strength level of D is still a person with great ambitions." A young man with dark gray hair smiled and stood up, looking at Meng Qing contemptuously, " It's a pity that your level of spiritual power is doomed that you can only be inferior to others in your life, you are really a poor waste!"

"That's not necessarily true. Haven't you heard that he has captured Marshal Abel's only son?" A black-haired boy beside him looked at Meng Qing with jealous eyes, The tone was so mean, "Even if it's just relying on this, maybe he can do well."

"That's how it is. No wonder a trash with only a D level of mental power dares to speak such nonsense." The dark gray-haired boy smiled contemptuously and echoed exaggeratedly.

These words are like Hong Guoguo's ginseng rooster, but Meng Qing just pretended that he didn't hear anything, he just said what he wanted to say, and didn't care about other people's feelings and responses after hearing it.

Meng Qing didn't even look at the other party, but calmly found the electronic textbook corresponding to this class from the optical brain, and spread it on the table. Now that he has chosen this major, he will try his best to do his best.

Seeing Meng Qing's indifferent expression, the gray-haired boy was even more irritated: "How dare you ignore us directly? How disgusting, you are simply..."

"Hush..." Meng Qing put her index finger to her lips, and kindly reminded, "This is a classroom, not a place for quarreling. If you must yell like this, you can leave here before continuing."

"You!" The dark gray-haired boy was about to get angry, but was pulled by the black-haired boy next to him, and received the signal from his eyes, he could only snort heavily, and sat back on his seat holding his breath.

The classroom became quiet again. Although there were still whispers, it obviously couldn't affect Meng Qing, until a hesitant and timid voice came from in front of him: "That..."

Meng Qing raised her head slowly, facing a boy with a round face and brown hair with freckles. The boy looked very reserved, and his eyes were a little averted: "Hello, my name is Adolf? Donald, I... I want to come over with a few friends sit with you, okay?"

After a pause, Adolf added in a low voice: "Our spiritual power level is C."

Meng Qing suddenly realized that it turned out that it was the compatriots who were also excluded because of their low level of mental power. It was probably because of what she said just now that the other party asked to sit down.

Although there is no affection for these people, Meng Qing did not refuse: "Yes, as long as you don't disturb me."

"Okay, thank you." Adolf gave Meng Qing a grateful look, then turned and went back to his companion.

After a while, more than a dozen people sat down around Meng Qing, because they had learned from Adolf that the other party did not want to be disturbed, so although everyone wanted to express their kindness to Meng Qing, they still held back. Open your mouth.

In fact, their original intention was to let Meng Qing sit on their side. Although their seats are also very far behind, they are at least better than Meng Qing's. It's like this now.

Soon it was time for class, and Professor Krull Austin, who taught the course "Introduction to the Basics of Mental Power", appeared on the podium on time. His eyes hidden under the lens scanned the classroom, and the first sentence he spoke was actually Yes: "I heard that this year, a student with a mental level of D bravely chose this major." #####