The moment Immortal Toya saw Wang Ling, his mind went blank. Fortunately, he didn't have the habit of falling on flat ground. Otherwise, this old stone statue at No. 60 High School's gate, which had stood erect for nearly a thousand years, would have completely collapsed. And it wasn't just that; with No. 60 High as the center, the tremors could be felt for dozens of li around it.
A Soul Formation cultivator tripping was such a terrifying thing …
But Immortal Toya quickly remembered, because Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had told him that Senior Ling was currently studying at a high school, and it seemed that his goal was to experience life … It was just that the young man had never expected Senior Ling to actually choose such an ordinary-looking high school, which wasn't even a key city high school.
However, a big boss was a big boss after all. Ordinary people could not figure out what a big boss was thinking.
Perhaps this was the gap between him and Senior Ling …
Immortal Toya sighed quietly in his heart.
Headmaster Chen had been waiting at the entrance of the school building for a long time. When he saw Immortal Toya suddenly stop in the line of students, he hurriedly came down the steps to greet him. "Immortal … what's wrong?"
Hearing Headmaster Chen's question, the gray-haired young man immediately came to his senses. Seeing that Headmaster Chen was staring at him with a puzzled expression, he immediately shook his head. "Oh, it's nothing. It's just a little emotional …"
Of course, he wouldn't divulge anything about Senior Ling.
It had to be said that Immortal Toya's reaction was very quick; words like this, which touched on the scene, were actually quite appropriate in a place like a school.
How many cultivators who had started cultivating couldn't even find their alma mater now? After Huaxiu nation was founded, most of the sects set up by individual cultivators had already been disbanded, and only a very small number of them had obtained a license from the government to be classified as light forces.
So even if it wasn't because of Wang Ling, the young man was still a little touched.
After all, No. 60 High School was a thousand-year-old school.
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At eight o 'clock in the morning, No. 60 High's bus fleet set off on time.
On the way, Little Peanut had raised a very constructive question about the equipment that had been scattered on the map during the survival drill this time.
That was because the equipment everyone had used in the previous spirit sword exchange meet between No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School had been designed by General Yi.
This was a good question, and Old Antique had initially planned to answer it when they got there. But now that someone had brought it up, there was no harm in explaining it along the way.
"The magic treasures distributed on the map for the survival drill this time were also made up by General Yi, but they're all genuine. Because of our six schools' joint military training this time, plus this survival drill, General Yi had actually already found someone to specially make a batch of magic treasures three months ago. Because the map this time is bigger, there are tens of thousands of custom-made magic treasures, "Old Antique explained.
"Tens of thousands?"
Many people in the bus exclaimed.
Among these tens of thousands of magic treasures, even those low-quality magic treasures that were placed on the map to make up the numbers could be mass-produced in just three months. This was truly incredible.
Cupping his chin in his hand, Master of Dopey pushed up his glasses and seemed to think of something. "As far as I know, there are currently only two factories in Huaxiu that can mass-produce magic treasures …"
"Which two?" Super Chen asked.
Dopey Guo answered with a straight face, "Lanxiang and New East."
Super Chen was startled. "Doesn't one of them operate excavators and the other teach English?"
"They've changed classes."
Dopey Guo spread his hands. "Nowadays, operating excavators and teaching English don't make money. Any Golden Core cultivator can tear down a building with one punch, why would they need excavators? And teaching English, ever since our Huaxiu people stood up, the whole world has been speaking Huaxiu! "
Everyone: "…"
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After about an hour on the road, No. 60 High finally arrived at a military training base in the western suburbs of Huaxiu nation.
The military training this time would last five days, and the most important survival drill would officially begin the day after tomorrow. Today was the day when students from the six schools would gather at the military base.
As the two large iron gates, which were dozens of meters wide, slowly opened, the bus slowly drove into the base. This was a military training base that Songhai city government had specially set up for the city's students, and it had all kinds of facilities. There were school buildings, dormitories, a large sports field, and cube-shaped training rooms that gave off a technological feel.
The dormitories during the military training were all six-person, and Wang Ling, Super Chen, Dopey Guo and Little Peanut were assigned to one room. As luck would have it, they were assigned to room 101 on the first floor of the dormitory.
But the strange thing was that Wang Ling saw that there were only four of their names on the list of names in Room 101.
Were the other two beds empty?
Wang Ling denied this conjecture; it shouldn't be possible … because all the other dormitories were occupied by six people. Furthermore, they were in the first room of this dormitory, so it was completely impossible for there to be two empty spots in the first room.
Dopey Guo, who had the honor of being dormitory leader this time, had to organize the military supplies, so he dragged Super Chen away.
Wang Ling and Little Peanut took the keys to the door of the dormitory. As they approached, Little Peanut could already sense the aura in the room — there was someone inside!
"There seems to be someone inside …" Little Peanut said weakly.
In fact, Wang Ling had sensed it as soon as he stepped into the building.
He could sense that the person was lurking in the dormitory, and that it was a premeditated act.
Most importantly, he was very familiar with this person's aura …
Wang Ling gestured for Little Peanut to stand next to the door.
Then, he inserted the key and turned the handle.
As soon as the door opened, a large shadow instantly shot out from inside!
"Classmate Wang Ling, watch out!"
Little Peanut almost instantly cried out in alarm at the sight of this massive hidden weapon.
Wang Ling's expression was very calm in the face of this black shadow that was shooting straight at him.
The moment it approached him, he turned to the side and perfectly dodged it!
Then, there was a "boom!" This black shadow directly went through the door and smashed into the wall in front of the dormitory.
When the dust settled, Little Peanut could finally see clearly that this black shadow that looked like a hidden weapon was actually a person.
The person had been wearing a helmet when he had been shot out of the dormitory, and because the impact had been too great, his entire head had been embedded in the wall …
Then, Little Peanut saw the person struggle for a long time, but still couldn't free himself from the helmet …
Little Peanut: "…"
In the end, the young man in the helmet weakly cried for help. "Ling, I was wrong! Come and save me … "
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