At this moment, it was in the flying yellow sand.
In the silence, Old Madam Evelyn's eyes moved slightly, as if she had just woken up from a long sleep.
However, there was no confusion or bewilderment in his eyes.
The moment she saw Huai Shi, her eyelids lifted slightly.
"Hmm? Is it you? "
Evelyn suddenly sighed softly, "I see …"
She seemed to have understood something at that moment, but she was not so shocked and did not say anything.
She lowered her head and sniffed the tobacco in the jar. Then she stuffed it into the pipe slowly. Finally, she said softly, "You really played a trick under my nose."
Sensing the hidden meaning behind his words, Huai Shi subconsciously shrank back a little, wanting to defend herself.
"The reason is really hard to explain in a few words …"
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm dead, and the living have nothing to do with me. Instead, you have to work harder."
Evelyn tilted her head, inhaled, lit the pipe, and slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke. Suddenly, she asked,
"Is she all right?"
"She?" Huai Shi was stunned.
Then, he realized that the line of sight behind the smoke had suddenly become sharp.
It was like a knife pointing at the scumbag.
It was shining brightly.
Huai Shi involuntarily straightened his back and answered in a trembling voice, "Thank you for taking care of me. I'm eating well and sleeping well!"
"Oh."
Evelyn nodded slightly and then asked, "What about her?"
"…"
In a short silence, Huai Shi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and smiled flatteringly, "She's the same."
"She's the same."
Evelyn's sigh became meaningful again, which made Huai Shi tremble more and more under the gaze.
But in the end, the old madam suddenly smiled.
"As for that one, I won't ask." Evelyn took the pipe from the corner of her mouth and sighed with relief, "Since you can still be alive and kicking, she should be better, right?"
"She's eating better and sleeping longer." He wiped his sweat and carefully answered the old lady's question, "It's not a small good, it's a big good."
His heart that had just risen had already sunk to the bottom of the valley.
He was about to burst into tears.
Now, all he wanted was to find a hole in the ground to hide in, or give him a rope to hang himself …
Why didn't he think of that!
If someone could even take care of Ying Fangzhou, why couldn't they take care of him?
He had just gotten a father, and now he had gotten a grandmother.
Furthermore, she was a super combat granny who could climb mountains of blades and descend into hell. She was capable of researching the elements of destruction and could be a violent archeologist in hell. She had been all-powerful when she was alive, and even after she died, the entire world would mourn for her!
There was no way to continue living!
The only thing he could do now was to divert the old lady's attention and offer his senior as a scapegoat.
Thinking of this, Huai Shi took a big step back and pointed at his teammate next to him. He said in a loud voice, "Don't worry about me. Take a look — Senior Ying is injured. His blood is all over the ground."
At the side, Ying Fangzhou, who had been silent from the beginning, stiffened and turned to glare at Huai Shi. Then, he heard Evelyn's voice.
"Hmm? Is it Little Ying? "
The old lady raised her eyebrows slightly and scrutinized the gray-haired man in front of her. "You haven't spoken for so long. I thought you were a subject to be sent to a general anatomy class.
What's wrong? You don't want to greet me? "
After a short silence, Ying Fangzhou no longer had any arrogance. He bowed his head respectfully.
"I'm just ashamed, Professor."
"Such a serious injury?"
Chachel raised his hand and casually lifted Ying Fangzhou's clothes. He scrutinized the tragic traces below. "What happened? Did you bump into the muzzle of some ruler again? "
"… I was punched by the Heretic King," Ying Fangzhou answered truthfully.
"You guys from the Heaven's Inquisition Faction more or less have some problems with your brains. It's fine if you're just a support, but when you're hot-headed, you rely on your tough life to do whatever you want. The only one with a clear mind is a good-for-nothing who can't be helped up … From top to bottom, you've never been a good person. "
The old lady stretched out her hand mercilessly and tore open the wound on Ying Fangzhou's chest. She observed the injuries inside. Finally, she coldly withdrew her finger and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood.
She said mercilessly, "If you can learn even one word of the cautiousness that I taught you back then, you won't die in front of me, your teacher."
Ying Fangzhou lowered his head and nodded respectfully.
"Yes."
Seeing that he was being reprimanded by the old lady and did not dare to talk back, Huai Shi could not help but cover his face and restrain himself from laughing out loud.
Old Ying, Old Ying, you also have a day like this!
Feel this pain!
But before he could gloat for a while, he saw the old lady turn around and glance at him.
"What are you laughing at? You're not much better. There's no difference between one or two. Even if you bring them to class in the future, they can only be used as a negative example for the students.
One died recklessly, the other died recklessly. None of them had a good ending. As a teacher, you might feel embarrassed and not even be willing to attend the funeral. "
"…"
Huai Shi smiled stiffly and did not dare to speak.
Even if he was beaten, he had to stand upright. Moreover, the old lady was right to teach him a lesson.
"Forget it. He's already dead. There's no need to make a fuss in front of the young people."
Evelyn sighed and reached out to press on the wound on Ying Fangzhou's chest. "I'll say the ugly words first. Other than first aid, the only thing I can use is a little bit of biological law. You'd better be prepared — "
"Please do not worry." Ying Fangzhou nodded in response.
"No, what I mean is, injuries are nothing to worry about. It's just that as a teacher's occupational disease, I always want the students to remember the lesson, so … "
She thought for a moment and smiled. "The process will be a little painful."
At that moment, the painful education began!
Ying Fangzhou suddenly widened his eyes.
His body twitched violently, the veins on his face bulged, and his teeth cracked. He could not suppress the painful roar in his throat.
He roared loudly.
Blazing light burst out from his body and spread in the roar. The wandering electric light raged and swept through.
It was difficult to control.
The remaining Supreme power in the wound lost its suppression and exploded.
Just like that, in front of Huai Shi, Ying Fangzhou's body exploded into a mist of blood. Not even a fingernail-sized fragment could be found.
However, before he could react, he saw the surging blood mist rapidly shrinking inwards. Pale bones, nerve lines, wriggling blood vessels, and the outline of internal organs quickly appeared.
In the end, a naked man knelt on the ground in the broken water sack, staggering and panting.
His fingers trembled uncontrollably.
However, the arm that was once torn apart was finally back. The big hole in his chest was also repaired and restored to a complete state. There were no internal injuries left …
Behind the old lady, Huai Shi's eyes twitched and he felt a chill on his back.
He just wanted to take a few breaths of oxygen and calm down.
He had never seen such a violent treatment method.
Since the injury caused by the Heretic King was difficult to heal, he would completely detonate the power that was suppressed by Yun Zhongjun in the wound. Then, before it killed Ying Fangzhou … he would take the first step and tear Ying Fangzhou into pieces.
It would be like cutting him into pieces, leaving no room for destruction. After the Supreme power dissipated, he would be put back together again through the framework of the Creator.
He would also collect other tissues and cultivate the missing bones and internal organs. Anyway, as long as the soul was fine, this kind of damage was not a problem for Yun Zhongjun.
"For a short time, you will be weak for a while. Lie down first."
Chasha took out a set of clothes from her satchel and threw it over. Then, she took out a folding chair and opened it before looking at Huai Shi.
"Since we can appear here, it means that the gambling game has started again." The old lady asked, "Who is the chess player?"
"It's me, Madam Chasha."
The voice of the vice principal was heard. He suppressed his excitement and reported solemnly, "The nineteenth trial of the Sacred Heart, Isaac."
"Hmm? From the Divine Marrow Series? " Evelyn was slightly surprised. She nodded and said, "Katja has mentioned you to me. I didn't expect that you would grow to this point so quickly."
"I'm just relying on the seniors' help," the vice principal replied.
"The only thing different from your godmother is your modesty." She shook her head and sighed.
"Since you can appear here, it means that the Celestial genealogy has begun to rebuild." The old lady looked at Huai Shi and asked, "Who is in charge now?"
"Russell." Huai Shi answered without hesitation.
"…"
Silence. In a short silence, the old lady seemed to be stunned. Even Ying Fangzhou who was lying on the ground suddenly sat up and raised his eyebrows. "Hmm? Who are you talking about? That candidate for the clerk? "
"… Russell." Huai Shi answered again, "That's the guy you know."
This time, even Ying Fangzhou was dumbfounded.
He and Evelyn looked at each other.
It felt as if after Oda Nobunaga came back to life, he sat cross-legged with Toyotomi Hideyoshi and discovered that in the end, it was Tokugawa Ieyasu who forced him to take over the world.
They felt the pleasant surprise from fate.
"… I always feel that life is full of setbacks and that the future is bleak." After a long time, the old lady sighed softly. "I think this utopia is finished."
"To be honest, I think so too."
Huai Shi nodded frantically in agreement.
If not for the fact that the conditions did not allow him to do so, he would have immediately started saying things like "Russell is going against the flow and provoking complaints from the Celestial genealogy" and "The world is full of bitter old bastards." Then, he would have returned to the Two Sages and returned to the Ivory Tower.
When the time came, the old lady would be the master of the genealogy and Old Ying would be the number one tool. Everyone would rebuild the second utopia together. Wouldn't that be perfect?
However, they probably would not take these jokes seriously.
After lamenting for a short while about the fickleness of fate, the old lady did not care too much.
"Who initiated the bet?" Evelyn finally asked, "Li Qing? Marcus? Or Olaf? "
"It's me."
The hoarse voice of the diplomat came from outside the chessboard. "It's good to see you, Professor Chachel."
"You're actually still alive, Marcus." Evelyn was silent for a long time and sighed with pity. "It's been so many years. It's been hard on you."
"It's just part of my job."
Marcus replied as if he was smiling. "There's always a mission, Professor."
"Don't talk about missions to people who are still dragged out to work after death."
Evelyn shook her head and sighed with emotion, but did not say anything else.
After understanding the situation in detail, she began to organize the tools and reserves in her backpack. Soon, she finished counting, but she did not find any materials that she had previously stored. She could only get up from the chair and look around.
Under the wind and sand, there was a pale and ancient skeleton.
There were also small protrusions that had long been covered by layers of flowers and plants.
"Whose is this?" she asked. "It's quite unique."
Huai Shi raised his hand.
"Do you mind letting me use it?" the old man asked. "I need some materials."
"Do as you wish." Huai Shi did not care. "Do you need me to take off these things that are in the way?"
"No need. This is fine."
Evelyn lowered her eyes and stared at the grassland full of flowers and plants under her feet. She did not care about the poisonous powder spreading in the air. She just suddenly reached out and enveloped the dying rat-man in the distance.
She clenched her five fingers.
At that moment, a faint light surged from the void and enveloped the entire area.
The framework belonging to the Creator descended.
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