Chapter 360 The School Board’s Plan

"What's the matter."

The girl in the white dress is smiling. Her eyelashes are so long that she blinks and sheds light flakes like stars.

"Don't worry, I'm just kidding. It's a pleasure to be able to help you."

"Say it."

She looks full of energy.

"Whatever you want me to do, just ask. Even if you want Big Ivan's launch code, I can't think of a way."

The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What do I want with that thing? Are you crazy?"

He waved his hand.

"Those people on the school board, you know, I have a bad feeling about what they have been doing these past two days."

The girl looked at him in surprise.

"Don't you always look down on them? You only know how to hide in the back and blow on the air conditioner and drink coffee. You don't even know how to hold a knife. Why do you have a bad premonition about this?"

The man seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated, and finally he spoke.

"It's not what you think. I've never worried about the school board, and you know that the lack of rights to violence means nothing in a mixed-race world."

He lowered his voice very low.

"It's him I'm worried about."

"There will always be mortals who overestimate their capabilities and provoke giant dragons. They think that they can be on an equal footing with giant dragons if they have weapons, but this is not the case. The dragons don't take action not because they can't, but because they don't want to. Mere mortals are not worthy of giant dragons. When the dragon is angry, it is not worth their while. The skills and equipment that mortals are proud of are just boring tricks of children in the eyes of the dragon. Not yawning is already the dragon's greatest kindness, but gradually the mortals regard the dragon's kindness as Weak, so we advanced again and again, frantically testing the dragon's bottom line until we touched the reverse scale."

"When the dragon burns with his wrath, then there is not just a mortal danger, but a natural disaster."

The young man who was always smiling appeared in front of Fingel's eyes. He had a very good character and was surprisingly good. It seemed that nothing in the world could make him angry. If you made fun of him or made fun of him, he would not be angry. Maybe he will also laugh at himself a few words, and then show his signature sunny smile.

But Fingel could feel what kind of terrifying soul lived under the boy's kind appearance.

What did the school board think they were doing? They actually focused on Lu Mingfei's Kyushu martial arts. What kind of ingenious reincarnation trick was this? Fingel really wanted to open the heads of those high-ranking school directors and take a look inside. What exactly is inside, or whether there is anything inside, maybe the zombies will shake their heads with regret and leave after looking at it.

It is no longer playing with fire to show off the doctrine of Kyushu Martial Arts. They are sitting in the crater of an active volcano, and God knows when it will erupt. It may be the next second, or it may be at this moment.

The man could tell that the S-class had not been in a good mood since he came back from meeting Frost. He had something on his mind, and it was related to Caesar. Finally, when the group of people dispersed in Lu Mingfei's dormitory, Lu Mingfei called out They seemed to have said something to Caesar. Although the specific content was hidden from others, there were no fools among them. Even if some of them looked stupid, they were actually very smart at heart. They didn't need to listen. Think about it. Just know that Lu Mingfei has nothing else to do with Caesar except Gattuso's family.

I don’t know what would have happened if Lu Mingfei didn’t know Caesar and had brought his doctrine to the Frost and Gattuso families in Kyushu Martial Arts.

Therefore, the man came here tonight to find Norma through a secret passage that has never been used, not to help Lu Mingfei. In fact, he never felt that this S-class needed help. How would the dragon need the power of mortal things, if not for this? An S-class has always adhered to his humanity. I really don't know what a combination of an S-class hybrid and an inhuman warrior who lets go of his hands and feet without any scruples will cause trouble.

The green data stream flowed in the beam, and the girl in the white dress tapped her fingertips. After a while, she let out a soft sigh.

The girl waved her hand to erase the window, and then called up a new information stream. One window after another overlapped, and the massive amount of information ebbed and flowed like a tide. This has exceeded the processing limit of the brain of humans and even hybrids, unless the computing power can be improved. Otherwise, only special life forms such as artificial intelligence can control it.

Of course, this sentence is actually a paradox. There are not many people in the world who know the secrets of artificial intelligence, and the man happens to be one of them. He knows very well that the birth of artificial intelligence life forms is full of chance, very demanding, and needs to meet many aspects. Requirements, one of which is a hybrid soul with a special speech spirit.

Not just any hybrid soul after death can be transformed into an artificial intelligence life form. Otherwise, this technology will open the door to eternal life for human beings. The flesh and blood will one day grow old, and everyone will be transformed into digital life forms together. Come directly. A mechanical ascension and the end of the world, you dragons can do whatever you want. Human civilization that has completed the entire digitalization only needs a hard disk to live forever.

All in all, in order to retain the soul after death and become a digital life form, various conditions must be met. One of them is the word spirit. This is a mysterious word spirit that has never appeared on the periodic table. It has a very low increase in combat effectiveness. Emphasis is placed on What it does is collect and process the surrounding information, very much like today's computers, oh no, it should be a supercomputer.

A mere computer cannot compare with this Word Spirit. There is a fundamental gap in computing power between the two. In fact, even a supercomputer may be dwarfed by a hybrid with this Word Spirit. It is said that the figure of the father of contemporary computers The spirit is a computer inspired by this word spirit. However, so far, hybrid scholars are still unable to determine the serial number of this word spirit, nor can they determine which domain of earth, water, fire, and wind it belongs to.

Scholars can only give this Yanling a name.

Tianyan.

Sometimes men will also wonder whether the decision to agree to transform the girl into a living being was right or wrong. Of course, the girl successfully survived and was transformed into a digital life form, but she can really use it. Is "alive" defined?

In other words, is this digital life form that just inherited her personality and memories from back then really the same person she was back then?

Perhaps, only alcohol can numb the brain and give him an escape.

Oh, the girl won't let him drink.

Then have Coke.

the man thought.

The girl in the white dress canceled all windows, and the green data stream turned into light particles and disappeared.

She shook her head at the man.

The man was a little surprised.

"Didn't find it?"

Ordinarily it shouldn't be, everything in Cassel is under Norma's surveillance, nothing can escape her eyes.

"Someone used a black card with the highest authority."

said the girl in the white dress.

The man suddenly realized that this was the case.

But new problems came one after another.

The highest authority has been used. There is no doubt that this is the work of the school board. So, what are these guys going to do?

I guess I know the school board’s intentions are not trivial.

The man frowned.

Damn it, do they know what kind of monster they are facing?

Again, the S-class didn't take action, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to. This young legend not only had strength far beyond his age, but also had a personality that was extremely unmatched for his age. He usually Hehehaha looks like an ordinary young man, but slaying a dragon is not something that just any young man can accomplish, especially when faced with the glory after slaying a dragon, ordinary people are already in a state of ecstasy, but the performance of the S-class is still incomparable. It was the same as before, either he was heartless and wouldn't be nervous at all, or he didn't care about these honors at all.

Men believe the answer can only be the latter.

After being in contact with him for a long time, you will find that the impression given by S-class is not that of a young man at all. Every time he encounters a big event, his reaction is eye-catching. It is not at all like how a young man should respond. On the contrary, Like a wise man who has surrendered for half his life.

It is such a wise man that the school board is provoking.

When he made his decision, were Kassel's school directors really ready to bear the wrath?

With no information and no idea of ​​what the school board was going to do specifically, he fell into deep thought.

"I hope tomorrow whatever orders those school directors have."

He said solemnly to the girl in the white dress.

"Don't do it easily."

"I'll be there then, watch my hand signals."

The girl in the white dress didn't ask any more questions. After the man finished speaking, she immediately nodded obediently.

"I got it."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and paced in place. The little robot WALL-E rolled over holding a tray with a bottle of ice-cold Coke on it. The bottle was covered with a layer of fine white water droplets.

The man who was deep in thought didn't notice it. The little guy tilted the camera, followed the man with an ice-cold Coke, circled around his feet, and made a crunching noise, trying to attract his attention.

Finally, the girl in the white dress spoke up and stopped the man.

He lowered his head, looked at the poor little Wali, and smiled knowingly.

"Thank you, little one."

He picked up the Coke, opened the bottle cap with his fingers, and poured the Coke into his mouth with the momentum of a fighting nation drinking vodka.

After a while, he drank all the Coke.

The pleasure brought by the carbonated drink diluted his anxiety, and a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. Little Wali raised his hands and circled in front of him. He took out two coins because of his experience.

"Here, your tip."

Little Wall-E's camera showed a happy expression. He caught the coin steadily, raised it and looked up at the camera. He couldn't stop looking at it like a baby.

The girl in the white dress shook her head helplessly.

She is not a little robot with no life experience at all. The girl in the white dress can clearly see that what the man gave her is game currency, which has no other purpose except to activate the arcade machine.

This guy is still the same as before. He is still like a kid after so many years. He even tricked the alchemy robot. The girl really doesn't know what to say about him.

"If possible, drink less Coke in the future."

"Carbonated drinks are bad for bones."

said the girl in the white dress.

"Have no idea."

The man spread his hands.

"If you don't let me drink, I can only drink Coke."

"Compared with alcohol, carbonated drinks are not that bad."

The girl in the white dress could only shake her head helplessly.

"That's you."

The man smiled and waved.

"Don't worry, I take good calcium tablets every day."

He turned around, took two steps, and stopped.

He looked back at the girl.

"Let's go, goodbye."

The girl in the light waved to him.

"goodbye."

The secret passage can only be accessed once. This is the back door left when it was first established. The girl watched the man's back disappear at the end of the darkness. She sighed softly, the lights went out, and the girl's holographic image disappeared. A few lights The crumbs fell like fireflies, leaving only the little Wall-E holding the coin and looking at the pattern on the small metal piece. Stars were shining in the eyes of the camera operator.

…………

The hearing will resume soon.

Students, professors, and school directors each returned to their seats.

As the old monk walked towards the long table of the school board of directors, he passed by Lu Mingfei.

He stopped and looked at Lu Mingfei with deep eyes.

Lu Mingfei was just wondering what was wrong with him when he heard the old monk's vicissitudes of life.

"My little friend, you are destined to be my Buddha."

Lu Mingfei:......

Not only him, but also the surrounding students and professors all changed their expressions after hearing such words.

Please, master, are you sure you have gone to the wrong set? When you go out to Fengshenyan, turn left. The original way is to turn right. This is Kassel. Thank you.

It took Lu Mingfei a while to digest this sentence.

Look at the old monk's face, tsk, this guy doesn't seem to be joking.

"Master, what you said is..."

Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"Little friend, as long as you take refuge in our sect, there will definitely be a Dharma Protector position for you in front of the Buddha."

Lu Mingfei became interested. This was really the first time he encountered such a whimsical suggestion in the two worlds, asking him to return to Buddhism? Master, come here, come here, let me show you a treasure called Wuwangtian, this one, this one, this one and this one, I can’t count them all, they were all killed by me.

He advised Yama to enter Buddhism seriously. Lu Mingfei didn't laugh because he had extraordinary concentration.

I have to say, this master's imagination is really rich. It would be a pity not to write novels.

There was still some time before the court resumed, so Lu Mingfei continued to chat with the master.

“Then how do I convert?”

"Actually, Master, tell the truth."

Lu Mingfei looked very sincere, and everyone around him was shocked. Could it be that the S-class was really interested in this?

The old monk leaned forward slightly, as if listening.

"Look, I feel it."

Lu Mingfei touched his hair.

"I wouldn't look good if I had a bald head."

So it turns out that what you are always worried about is your hair style?

The students and professors breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know what they would do if the S-class really became a monk. However, why did they always think about Cassel's hope that the reason why their S-class refused to become a monk was that the bald hairstyle did not suit them? What do you think is going on?

As expected of an old monk, the old monk could endure what ordinary people could not tolerate. When faced with Lu Mingfei's obvious words, he was neither angry nor annoyed, and just continued to speak.

“You don’t need to be tonsured to take refuge.”

Lu Mingfei became more interested.

After watching the show on TV, he thought all Buddhists had to be bald.

"No need to shave, what should I do?"

"A small offering is enough."

"Offering? Oh, Master, are you talking about money?"

"It's a pity. You've got the wrong person when it comes to money. Well, that guy over there, with blond hair, his name is Caesar. Gattuso's money is his money. I think so. Master, if you can kidnap him into It doesn’t matter how much you offer to the Buddhist monks.”

Lu Mingfei pretended to whisper, but he didn't lower his voice at all. The words were clearly heard by the people around him. Everyone had different expressions and looked at Caesar from time to time. Wait a minute, Master Lu. Is it really appropriate to betray your brother so easily?

The old monk didn't even look at Caesar.

"No gold or silver is required for the offering."

"Oh, what do you want?"

"Martial arts is enough."

Everyone was surprised to see that the smile at the corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth solidified little by little. He squinted his eyes, and the frozen smile gradually unfolded again, but it gave people a completely different feeling from before, like a lazy dragon from Shen. When he woke up from his sleep, a certain intoxicating aura rose up around him.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth.

"Bald Donkey, say it again."

Many people didn't react.

So is the old monk.

Wait, wait, is there something wrong? ,

correct.

You were a master just now, why did you suddenly become bald? You are the one who can change your face faster than turning the page of a book!

Lu Mingfei scanned the entire room, his eyes particularly stopping at the long table of the school board of directors. He looked at each school director, especially Frost.

Lu Mingfei kept a decent smile, like a spring breeze, and was polite.

He continued to call the old monk affectionately.

"Bald donkey."

Everyone's eyelids jumped.

This, this, if I read correctly, this is the school director of Kassel.

I heard that he is the one with the most say on the school board besides Gattuso.

How should I put it, S level is indeed an S skill, and he is probably the only one with a bald ass in this group.

"I'm really curious."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Did your heads get squeezed by the door?"

"Over and over again, we push ourselves further."

"Why, do I look easy to bully?"

He paused, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Oh, right."

He said.

"Bald donkey."

The surrounding students and professors unanimously expressed that they were emotionally stable, and they got used to it. After all, if you are not used to it, what else can you do? Go find an S-class duel, and see if he can beat you to death. That's it.

"I remember seeing it somewhere. You must have a monk army composed of mixed races."

"There is an old saying that goes like this: A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple. I know that monks have nothing to worry about and don't care about life and death. They are not afraid of anything, right?"

"But even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about your disciples and grandchildren."

Lu Mingfei said in a sincere tone, and at the same time patted the old monk on the shoulder.

The people around were shocked. If you heard me right, this was a threat. And what you said in S-class, translated as translation, meant to kill your whole family. But why would S-class kill your whole family? This is said in such an understatement, and, is it an illusion? It sounds like the S-class is very skilled, and is familiar with threats. But where did you get your valuable experience?

Of course they don't know that Lu Mingfei not only has rich experience in threatening, but also has practiced it many times. If Yama says to kill your whole family, he will kill your whole family. His reputation in Jiuzhou is unparalleled. Regarding this, just find a hopeless day Just ask the devil in there and you will know.

To be honest, the mixed-races were a little surprised. They had never seen an S-class like this, threatening people directly in front of people. You can say that this kind of arrogance is about the same as Anger, but he is Lu Mingfei, the one who smiles all the time. Lu Mingfei, he actually takes the initiative to threaten people. Is there something wrong...?

When the mixed-races were silent, they heard Lu Mingfei suddenly say.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I made a slip of the tongue just now."

Is this...an apology?

The mixed breeds relaxed a little. Sure enough, this is Lu Mingfei. He is not a tyrant like Angers. Lu Mingfei's words, but...

"What is a monk? It should be a bald donkey."

Lu Mingfei clasped his palms together, full of apologies.

"It should be that a bald donkey can run away but can't run away from the temple. I'm really sorry. I made a slip of the tongue just now."

The mixed breeds couldn't bear to look at the old monk's face.

I don't know why, although from a standpoint, they should be on Lu Mingfei's side and should be unanimous in speaking to the school board.

But at this moment, they actually sympathized with the Kassel school director from the bottom of their hearts.

This is too tragic.

At the same time, they were still thinking secretly.

Didn't you notice? S-class people are so good at talking, and they always talk in the same way.

The old monk's energy-raising skills were good, but his face turned red and his neck became thick. He didn't fight Lu Mingfei on the spot, which was a pity for our S-class.

"My little friend is in trouble."

After saying these words, the old monk immediately turned around and walked towards the long table of the school board of directors, his steps hurried and his back looking embarrassed.

Lu Mingfei, who felt regretful for not being able to take action, even rubbed his fists.

he shouted from a distance.

"Don't go, Bald Donkey, let's chat a few more words."

The old monk quickened his pace.

Just when Lu Mingfei was about to crawl out of the hearing room and go to the school board meeting to continue debating the Bible with his beloved bald donkey, King Solomon knocked the gavel and resumed the court.

What a shame.

Lu Mingfei smacked his lips.

Slowly, he suppressed the smile on his lips and sat upright in his chair, like a king sitting on his seat. His face was calm and calm, and the brocade bag hanging around his neck was trembling. It was a broken bronze mask that belonged to Yama's will resonates with him.

Ever since he became possessed in Kyushu, Lu Mingfei has almost been divided into two personalities, one is him as a young man, and the other is the murderous Yama. The two are distinct and have no influence on each other.

But now, this is the first time that Lu Mingfei has become so angry since he killed Yama Luo.

It even aroused the sleeping Yama.

The darkness in the young man's heart is growing.

The fewer things a person cares about, the more important the few things he cares about are.

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to develop peacefully, with the Children's Palace on one side and Kassel on the other. After cultivating suitable talents, he would then carry out the next expansion plan, until he finally announced to the whole world what Kyushu Martial Arts was.

He originally thought so.

But it is still the same truth, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

There are always some people who like to jump out and think they are right.

Lu Mingfei thought of Frost, and then of the old monk.

What do you want to do!

Monopolize martial arts knowledge, select disciples according to your will, and artificially create a distinction between warriors and civilians.

Then it should be a time of troubled times where children are exchanged for food, right?

Anyway, no matter how troubled the times are, the bird's nests of the nobles and the ginseng of the warriors must not be missing. The common people will die casually, but the high-ranking people will still sing and dance in peace.

What a familiar plot.

After discovering Frost and the old monk's plan, Lu Mingfei immediately foresaw the subsequent development.

Because he came back from such a world.

Lu Mingfei doesn't take chances, nor does he think there is anything special about the world of dragons. Everyone is human and has desires, and mixed-races have stronger desires due to the influence of dragon blood. Lu Mingfei believes that in Kasai Larry, among the students who treated him like a master, there were quite a few mixed-races who had the same ideas as Frost and the others.

It must be admitted that the idea of ​​monopolizing resources is ubiquitous in human nature.

But why didn't any of these students mention it to him?

It's not because Lu Mingfei is strong enough.

Thank you for the dragon blood, thank you for martial arts, and thank you for being extraordinary.

Power is truth, at least, if it is a crushing level of power, it is irrefutable truth.

The mixed-race feeling was correct, Lu Mingfei was really angry.

Sitting here, Lu Mingfei was thinking about his thoughts. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have not separated life and death from a real hybrid species. Not counting the painter, that guy was just one step away from Deadpool, and there was nothing else. , Bronze Subject is a pure-blooded dragon.

If you do the math, it's true that he has never had to live or die with a true hybrid.

If my friends in Kyushu heard about this, they would laugh at me for being so soft-hearted.

Lu Mingfei sighed.

I'm so kind.

He didn't think about all this, and he didn't care much about the development of the hearing after the court resumed.

There is a new person on the school board, not Andrew. Oh, by the way, this guy left in despair a few days ago. Now he is a bald monk. Bah, bah, bah, Lu Mingfei said twice in his heart, what a bald monk. , look at yourself, what kind of human words are you talking about? You should be called a bald donkey.

You can tell by looking at it that this person is an old monk. He throws out evidence one by one. On the big screen are documents one after another. He established the Peak Campus without the permission of the school board and misappropriated school funds. Lu Mingfei has abnormal authority. promoted.

And, the most important and fatal one.

Lu Mingfei actually allowed ordinary people without dragon blood to enter Kassel.

The big screen is a picture of the old cat and Victor. They are sitting in the CC1000 train. The train is about to enter the World Python Station. Here you can already see the century-old campus of Kassel, like arriving at a castle in a fairy tale. But the people inside are not vampires and werewolves, but the blood descendants of dragons.

Not just Lao Mao and Victor, but also many people. Photos flashed across the big screen one after another, and their basic information was listed on them. The occupation column was either a scientist, a novelist, or a game designer. There were all kinds of strange things. , but one thing is the same, that is, they are all ordinary people, and the concentration of dragon blood is not enough to support awakened ordinary people.

Then there are these photos of ordinary people walking on the mountaintop campus. They eat with mixed races. They wear white coats and enter the institute. But that's it. There are no photos of them inside the institute. This is as it should be. The Equipment Research Institute and the Elixir Research Institute of the Martial Arts Academy are secrets among secrets. The security here uses knowledge from both science and alchemy. It would be normal if there are no photos inside. If the inside of the institute appears on the big screen, Photo, without Lu Mingfei saying a word, the vice-principal would have to carry his revolver to kill people.

By the way, Vice Principal.

The mixed-breeds glanced at the vice-principal who once again acted as Lu Mingfei's defense lawyer. This guy lived up to expectations and was still sleeping. Sure enough, in terms of disappointment, the vice-principal never disappoints.

But this time with experience, the mixed-breeds were very calm, and the vice-principal went to sleep. When he was needed, the old cowboy was still very reliable.

"Defense attorney, do you have anything to say?"

"Defense attorney! Defense attorney! Defense attorney!"

King Solomon struck the hammer hard.

"Don't sleep!"

The vice-principal woke up mumbling, wiping his saliva and looking around. The clerk trotted over and handed him a note. The series of movements were so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

"Oh, these are today's questions."

The vice principal scratched his butt.

Before he finished speaking, he yawned loudly.

The vice-principal shouted impatiently.

"There's nothing to say. I think these problems are serious. Do whatever you like and don't disturb my sleep."

After uttering some violent remarks that he didn't know whether he was talking in his sleep or crazy, the vice-principal tore up the note three times, sat back in his chair, lowered his head, and went back to sleep.

This scene shocked everyone.

Not only the mixed-race students didn't expect it, but even the ambitious school boards didn't expect it.

The old monk stopped spinning the rosary beads in his hand, and his motionless eyes seemed a bit dull. The monk who was the lawyer on his side turned to look for help. The old monk responded with confusion, and his eyes seemed to be saying , don’t look at me, I’m surprised too.

Frost's eyes twitched. The vice-principal was considered a big shot in the mixed-race world. Frost had already heard about the reputation of this alchemist master. Originally, the vice-principal's performance at the hearing three days ago It slightly changed people's impression of him. Although the process is difficult to describe, in the end, he achieved a beautiful victory and the ending was good. That's enough.

Just when everyone was looking at the vice-principal with special eyes, this guy taught everyone a lesson unceremoniously. Looking at the old man sleeping soundly with his head drooped, the mixed-race people felt their faces burning with pain.

They seemed to see the vice-principal with his back to them, slapping his butt, shaking his head playfully twice, turning his head, smiling naughtily, and yelling.

"You can't believe it, you can't believe it, that's the kind of person I am!"

This is really unexpected.

The bald monk prepared for three whole days. Now he has dark circles under his eyes. He reads the information non-stop to find his weaknesses. Is it easy for him? If he had such energy back then, what girl couldn't catch up with him? As for becoming a monk later?

Before the hearing resumed, he gave himself three injections of stimulants in one breath. Even if the mixed dose of three injections was over, he was now in high spirits, thinking quickly, and felt that he had reached the peak of his life. How should I describe it? Tell me, he can even solve advanced mathematics. How about it? Isn’t it great?

But he was like this, prepared so well, risked everything he had, and tried his best not to leave any way out. In the end, he met such a vice principal.

It's so strange. He obviously won, but why is he still full of frustration?

It's so painful that it hurts to death.

It was like a punch with full force hit the cotton. Mr. Bald Monk, the second generation leader of the investigation team after Andrew, felt that he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat. I want to vomit but can't.

By the way, S-level, and S-level!

As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, the monk's bloodshot eyes suddenly burst into bright light. He looked at Lu Mingfei excitedly. The rotten vice-principal was no longer important. If he could cause harm to the S-class, let the S-class No longer calm, you can see panic on the S-class's face. His preparations in the past three days, the plan he wrote down in a eloquent way, everything he prepared, all have meaning!

Then he saw Lu Mingfei who was lost in thought.

Monk:……

King Solomon didn't even know if he should bang the hammer. Old friend, what on earth did you do last night? You didn't even check if this was a place for sleeping. How about you be more reliable like last time?

He had no choice, it was like this. The defense lawyer gave up the defense. He couldn't let him, the arbiter, speak to the S-class. That kind of partiality was too obvious and too rampant. It was a pity for the S-class. What a good boy. Ah, why did you find such a defense lawyer? King Solomon couldn't help feeling regretful when he thought of this, until he looked at Lu Mingfei with regret.

Are S-level people in a daze?

King Solomon couldn't believe his eyes.

But yes, S-class is just in a daze, and it is an unbridled daze without even acting.

King Solomon's mood was extremely complicated.

He suddenly wondered what he was regretting just now.

Such an S-level person, working with such a vice-principal, is simply a match made in heaven. On the contrary, the students, professors, and other bystanders were furious. One of the two parties involved was sleeping and the other was in a daze. Is there anything more outrageous than this!

After being reminded by Patsy, King Solomon struck the hammer. His original intention was to delay it as long as he could, but unfortunately the arbiter was not the master. The hearing process had to continue. After the vice principal gave up on himself, the final plot The suspense seems to have been lost.

King Solomon secretly shook his head in his heart. No matter what, the S-class provided a lot of materials for their research. Whether it was his immortal spirit or the brand new Kyushu martial arts system, they were all extremely precious treasure troves for researchers. If possible, he still hopes to retain S rank.

This is also the unanimous view of many masters in the Cassell Professorship.

Perhaps they saw what they were thinking. The school board that had gained an absolute advantage, to be more precise, it was Frost and Lao Monk that had gained an absolute advantage, but they did not target the S-class. , but...

"This is our proposal."

Patsy motioned to the big screen.

At this time, the representative of the school board has changed from a bald monk to a Patsy. As for the ambitious leader of the second-generation investigation team, he has withdrawn sadly. It is really strange that he clearly defeated the vice-principal and helped the school board to win. , but his back is still so lonely, and he is a complete loser.

Of course, no one would care about the loser. The mixed-race people all turned their attention to the big screen. Surprisingly, this was not a proposal on how to throw Lu Mingfei into a Pacific island prison.

In fact, there is very little content about S-level. Most of the space is about Kyushu Martial Arts.

Many people didn't expect it.

They would actually see Kyushu Martial Arts on the proposal of the school board of directors.

After a brief daze, the hybrids frowned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.

It's as if something terrible is about to happen, like a volcano erupting or a storm sweeping through.

Lu Mingfei also raised his head and looked at the big screen.

He was in a daze just waiting for this moment.

Since the school board came prepared, this scene would definitely happen. He wanted to see what these self-proclaimed nobles were planning.

As Frost told him last night, they have plenty of experience in dividing cakes, and making rules is easy for a family.

The proposal designed a circulation system with contribution points as the core. They divided martial arts classics into several levels, based on the strength and cherishment of martial arts techniques. For example, the Kun Department is higher than the Fire Department. If you exchange one The Fire Department technique requires ten contribution points, so exchanging it for the Kun Department requires thirty or even fifty points.

This is not enough. The most superior martial arts techniques such as Kunbu cannot be exchanged for contribution points alone. You must also have the corresponding authority.

As for how to obtain high-level authority, it was mentioned briefly in the proposal, but the hybrids present are all smart people, and they know very well what authority means. If this proposal is passed, from now on, warriors will no longer choose exercises based on their own roots. Bone endowment depends on authority, contribution points, resources you have, and... origin.

After going around and around, we come back to the original question. Someone with a good background will naturally be able to obtain contribution points more easily and have high authority.

There may be a few talented warriors who can reach great heights through their own efforts, but the vast majority of ordinary people are bound to be mediocre.

Although it is not necessarily true that warriors with advanced skills are better than warriors with slightly inferior skills. You will only know the specific level after fighting. However, the setting of permissions and contribution points is not for advanced skills, but to limit ordinary people. The right to choose.

If you think about it carefully, what is the real difference between nobles and commoners?

We are all human beings, and they all become four when killed. Is there a big difference in biology? not necessarily.

So what is the nature of aristocratic privilege?

Lu Mingfei felt that nobles had a broader right to choose than civilians.

A person can choose what he likes as he pleases, without having to consider practical issues such as livelihood. This is the freedom that many people talk about, and it is a privilege.

Girls in big cities dance in bars at one o'clock in the morning.

The girl thousands of miles away was getting up to cook and feed the chickens. After finishing her work, she had to walk three hours on the mountain road to go to school.

They live in the same era.

But it's like living in a parallel world.

This is the right to choose.

Lu Mingfei finished reading the proposal.

He was even a little disappointed.

Sure enough, no matter which world they are in, they are the same.

I thought there was something new, but that was it.

The school board is about to hold a show of hands vote on the proposal.

Once the vote is passed, the proposal will take effect. Some people may wonder, since it is a proposal about Kyushu Martial Arts, so what if the school board of directors passes it by force? Without Lu Mingfei's cooperation, what can they do?

Actually, it's still possible.

Because of Yuanwuyuan.

The school board wants to take back the ownership of Yuanwu Academy.

Including the vast collection of martial arts collections here.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that this was their purpose.

Yuanwuyuan.

If the martial arts collection of the Yuanwu Academy is obtained by the school board of directors, it will be prohibited from spreading privately, completing a virtual monopoly.

Even without his cooperation, it is not impossible to complete the proposal's authority and contribution point system.

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