After that, Wang Ling received a list of the items he needed to bring for the four-day inter-school exchange.
In addition to basic school supplies and a change of clothes for the evening, the list also required him to bring a spirit sword for the flying sword exchange activity. And on the last line of the entire list, there was a special bold and eye-catching note: Must wear the school uniform.
Wang Ling already had no energy to complain about school uniforms, because the whole country's school uniform aesthetic was the same. He didn't believe that No. 59 High School's school uniform could be any better.
The only troublesome thing now was how to make himself appear as low-key as possible during the four-day inter-school exchange activity.
Whether it was Old Antique, who was leading the team this time, or the other four people, Wang Ling was very wary of them. Perhaps the only good news was that Li Xuanjing hadn't been called on …
Gazing at the notice, Wang Ling sighed.
In any case, this wasn't an easy matter to deal with, and he needed to be cautious. Any suspicious actions could increase the attention and suspicions of others towards him.
…
There were some things to take note of on the exchange notice, which needed to be reviewed and signed by the parents.
When Wang Ling got home in the evening, he directly threw the notice at Father Wang.
Father Wang took a fountain pen straight out of his pocket and signed his name in a flamboyant flourish.
"You're not going to take a look?" Wang Ling was very surprised.
Father Wang usually read the school notices more seriously than the morning newspapers.
"It's an off-campus activity, so there's nothing to take note of. There's nothing to look at. Who can beat you? "Father Wang said.
"…"
Father Wang pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and picked up the evening newspaper on the table. "The news of the Shadow Stream assassins being wiped out at your school has spread like wildfire these past few days. The person who died the most miserably had his entire body smashed to pieces, and it's said that even his golden core was smashed to smithereens. You didn't do it, did you? "
Wang Ling: "…"
Seeing that Wang Ling wasn't saying anything, Father Wang sighed deeply. "It's a special case this time, but be more careful next time."
Wang Ling spread his hands and said helplessly, "He started it, I didn't even fight back."
Father Wang put down the newspaper and sighed. He looked at Wang Ling meaningfully and said, "Although he was courting death, you have to control yourself in the future. In any case, leave him an intact corpse! You see, this has caused a lot of trouble for our forensic colleagues in the identification work. I still have to restore the bone fragments piece by piece, and then put them back together. "
"…"
"Forget it, forget it, it's not easy for Ling Ling. If it wasn't for that talisman seal, this person would have probably been devoured into nothingness by the backlash. " Mother Wang walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of boiling hot fish soup, put it on the dining table, and untied her apron. "You two wash your hands and get ready to eat!"
Wang Ling stared at the fish soup for a long while. "Star grouper?"
Wang Ling remembered that this fish clearly didn't taste very good, but it was exceptionally expensive. Unless there were distinguished guests at home, Mother Wang would only buy one during the festive season.
Even if Wang Ling didn't say it, Mother Wang immediately understood his expression. "Little Ming was supposed to come today, and I wanted to ask him to stay for dinner, but he had to rush back because of an emergency. It's a pity that I've cooked eight hours of grouper fish. You two should eat more today! "
Wang Ling: "…" Sure enough, this annoying guy had come!
Xiaoming was Wang Ling's cousin.
Unlike Wang Ling, Wang Ming was a genius in another sense. Although both of them had unparalleled cultivation talent, Wang Ming was more focused on scientific research. At just twenty-two years old, an exception had been made for him to be accepted into the Cultivation Academy of Science, and he became its youngest academician.
Until now, Wang Ming's identity hadn't been officially made public, and had become a state secret. For Huaxiu's military, this man's brain was even more terrifying than a holy weapon.
The most direct proof of this was the talisman seal that had always been stuck to Wang Ling's arm. Although Wang Ling had drawn it based on ancient texts, it had incorporated the black technology that Wang Ming had created, combining the principles of cultivation with the most advanced science in Huaxiu nation. It was because of this scientific component that the talisman had been greatly strengthened on its original basis, perfectly suppressing Wang Ling's aura.
To a large extent, it was thanks to Wang Ming's help that Wang Ling was able to hide his identity.
But Wang Ling didn't have much of a good impression of this cousin of his.
This was a rather unruly person who absolutely wouldn't allow himself to fail.
Wang Ling remembered that when he was six years old, he had slapped twelve-year-old Wang Ming and sent him flying. Wang Ming had always taken it to heart, and would definitely challenge Wang Ling again whenever he had the chance.
So far, Steward Wang Ming had issued ninety-nine challenges.
And Wang Ling had never been defeated …
Furthermore, during these ninety-nine challenges, the talisman seal had been upgraded one after another, limiting most of Wang Ling's strength. But the person who had lost in the end was still Wang Ming …
So whenever he heard Wang Ming's name, Wang Ling always felt rather irritated. When on earth would this man, who would challenge him at the slightest disagreement, give up …
But Father and Mother Wang didn't think much of it, and felt that the two brothers were very close. Otherwise, why would Wang Ming keep worrying about the talisman seal? Could it be that he had nothing better to do?
Wang Ling looked at the two of them. "…" You two are right! He just had nothing better to do!
Father Wang looked at Mother Wang reproachfully and asked, "It's rare for Little Ming to come today, why didn't you persuade him? Little Ming hasn't been here for a while. "
"Little Ming prioritizes national affairs, how could I have persuaded him otherwise?" Mother Wang said with a little regret, "Next time, I'll definitely let Little Ming stay here and sleep with Ling Ling, so the two brothers can get to know each other better."
"…" Wang Ling really wanted to burst out with profanity.
Father Wang suddenly realized what was wrong. "Ah, no! We can't let them sleep together, otherwise what if Ling Ling doesn't sleep properly and punches Little Ming to death? "
"…"
That's enough!
The couple chatted, but in the end, it was Father Wang who got back on track. "By the way, why did Little Ming specially come here this time?"
Mother Wang instantly patted her head; she had almost forgotten about the important matter! She looked at Wang Ling and asked, "Ling Ling, how many more days do you think your talisman seal will last?"
Wang Ling remembered that it had been half a year since he had last replaced the talisman seal. He counted on his fingers … mm, it would be at least three days, at most five, before the spirit energy in the talisman seal would completely disappear. At that time, his aura would be completely released and exposed to the public.
When that time came, even Wang Ling himself didn't know what would happen.
"Only three to five days left? Little Ming said that the upgraded talisman seal will be delivered as soon as possible this week. "Mother Wang was suddenly a little worried. Because the last time Wang Ling's aura had leaked out uncontrollably, the entire Star City had been inexplicably cut off for ten days!
"There shouldn't be a problem with time."
Father Wang nodded and looked at Mother Wang, who was frowning deeply. "If you're really worried, let Jingke stay with him."
Jingke was the second sword that Father Wang had found for Wang Ling after he had broken the big magic sword when he was one year old.
This sword had been with Wang Ling since he was a child, and was the only spirit sword that he had signed an official contract with.
It was just that the quality of this spirit sword was a little special.
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