91. Chapter 90 Hey, you won’t kill me this time? 【2-in-1】


Chapter 90 Hey, won’t you kill me this time? 【2-in-1】

It didn't take long to confirm the special recruitment exam. The two of them quickly followed the request of the teacher from the special recruitment office and went to the second classroom to participate in the lottery.

“The special recruitment examination time has been moved up a lot this year.”

Some students have already gathered in this classroom, and everyone is talking about it.

Everyone gathered here has received the news, and the lottery is now starting, and they will prepare for the special recruitment battle test tomorrow.

"This year is different from previous years. The main reason is that in previous years, after the special recruitment test, I was ready to enter school within two days."

Fang Miaowen pulled Ge Bai and said.

"I heard that the special recruitment battle test was advanced this year to allow time to pull the specially recruited students out for training before the start of school. It seems to be closed."

Ge Bai looked at Fang Miaowen and was a little surprised. How could this little girl know so much about the situation?

"That's a good thing."

Ge Bai really thought it was a good thing from the bottom of his heart, so he treated it as special military training.

"Everyone be quiet. Students who have completed the confirmation now please line up and come to the podium to draw lots."

Two teachers walked into the classroom carrying boxes and a pile of materials, and announced loudly while setting up the lottery table.

The students lined up in front of the podium one by one. The battle order chart had been posted, which was a knockout chart divided into upper and lower halves.

After each student draws a lot, he fills in the 32 boxes directly.

In the end, the top 8 contestants received special recruitment quotas from Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School, and the top 3 received full scholarships from Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School.

Although now, Ge Bai does not have to rely on this scholarship to afford tuition, but she has no intention of letting go.

When you can compete for the first place, there is nothing to hide your clumsiness.

"Is there only a knockout round?"

Ge Bai and Fang Miaowen stood together and asked in a low voice. She felt that this competition system was not quite right. The factor of luck was too great. Fang Miaowen probably knew the more specific situation.

Sure enough, Fang Miaowen was very familiar with the special move.

"The method of the special battle between Beijing and Hong Kong has not changed, it is the same as in previous years. Although the first round is a knockout, in the end, judging from the results, it is still very fair."

It turns out that after the elimination round, each eliminated player has a chance to challenge, and they can choose to challenge the players who are shortlisted for the special move.

If you lose, you will be eliminated completely; if you win, you will take the place of the challenged person.

Of course, Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School will be equipped with a treatment team with first-class technology and experience at the competition site to ensure that every player is in the best condition before taking the field.

Soon, it was Ge Bai and Fang Miaowen's turn to draw lots. Fortunately, they were drawn in different halves.

"That's great, Gebai, I'm looking forward to your performance."

Seeing this result, Fang Miaowen was very satisfied. Although she was very confident that she could grab 8 special recruitment spots, she did not want to meet Ge Bai prematurely.

After all, if you are unlucky, in this competition system, you really have to play the challenge.

After drawing lots, Fang Miaowen took the initiative to suggest that he take Ge Bai to see the actual battlefield tomorrow.

In the past few years, she has often come here to play with her cousin burning colored peppers, and she is very familiar with Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School.

If we go to the actual battlefield now, we might even meet the members of the second and third grade teams for training.

The two of them were walking out when they met a tall and handsome boy. His black hair was not short, but he was very delicately styled.

I don't know if it's a genetic mutation or a deliberate dyeing, but the boy has a very obvious streak of silver hair on his head. It's not the pale kind. The silver hair looks very shiny.

Wherever the boy walked, many people looked at him, but his face was stern and he didn't care.

"Look, Long Junchi, the leader of the Long family in Beijing and Hong Kong."

Fang Miaowen glanced at him, then looked away, and introduced to Ge Bai softly.

"Very powerful?"

Ge Bai also took a few more glances at Long Junchi. After all, he was a handsome boy, and everyone has a love for beauty.

"It's not bad, mainly because they have many dragons."

In fact, Fang Miaowen and Long Junchi have known each other for a long time. Beijing and Hong Kong are not small, but there are many families with orderly inheritance. The elders of the Fang family and the Long family often come into contact.

Long Junchi has always had a cold temperament since he was a child, and no one takes him seriously.

Fang Miaowen knew very well that if he didn't come up with some killer trump card now, he would not be able to defeat Long Junchi under normal circumstances.

But she looked down on Long Junchi's cold and cold demeanor. They were all young people standing on the shoulders of the family, and no one was without talent.

He, Long Junchi, was indeed a little better than everyone else, but he was not so awesome that no one could compare to him, so he was pretending to be aloof.

Ge Bai glanced at Fang Miaowen and saw that she and Long Junchi were not getting along well, so he just smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

On the contrary, Long Junchi, when he passed by Fang Miaowen and Ge Bai, looked back at them a few more times.

He has an impression of the little girl from the Fang family. She usually has her eyes set high above her head, and her mind is filled with battles. She doesn't like anyone whose level is even worse.

Why are you so close to a strange girl now?

Long Junchi paid careful attention to Ge Bai.

Ge Bai didn't know much about this eyebrow-raising lawsuit, but even if she knew about it, she didn't really care.

The battle is all about strength, so it would be too boring to talk about so many things.

"Put Long Junchi in the trumpet position in Area B."

At the lottery table, clear instructions came from the teacher's earphones. He looked up at the camera at the back of the classroom and nodded calmly to indicate receipt.

Immediately, his spiritual consciousness moved, and he sent a sound transmission to his pet beast Psychedelic Bubble. The Psychedelic Bubble lying in the lottery box activated its skills and sent the corresponding number to Long Junchi without leaving any trace.

Which school doesn't select its internally evaluated seed players? This is human nature.

You should know that in the past two years, Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School's special recruitment list was directly determined by the school. However, every year, students and parents always reported that Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School operated in secret. It was unfair to specify the competition list.

The education department of the alliance has interviewed the school leaders of Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School many times regarding this matter.

The school had no choice but to designate the battle list openly, and now it has become a real behind-the-scenes operation.

What bad intentions can they have as teachers? They just want to keep the seeded players a little further apart and have two more games to let everyone see their strength.

There really is a dark horse. No matter how you adjust the battle list, you can still break out of the siege smoothly.

A large surveillance screen is placed in a small meeting in Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School.

There were not many people in the conference room, only the principal and three teachers who led the school team.

At that time, Zheng Mingchun, who was going to the public junior high school in Chongming District, happened to see Ge Bai and Daliu fighting against the porcupine beast.

Holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, it was also him who had just controlled the drawing of lots remotely.

"Old Zheng, you are leading the freshman team this year. Which students are you optimistic about?"

With big waves, red lips, high heels, and tight-fitting OL professional attire, a bright beauty leaned against the window, looking at the screen with interest and asking Zheng Mingchun.

Zheng Mingchun frowned and did not answer the question directly, but emphasized it. "After this year, teams will no longer be divided according to grade. There will only be three groups. Whichever group has more starting players will be the leader of the team."

The bright beauty burst into laughter, "Okay, okay, you're right, then this group you led! Which ones do you like?"

This bright beauty is called Ping Ningyan, and she is the leading teacher of the senior team of Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School. Even if the school changes the team teaching method this year and switches to a large team training model, she does not care.

Calculating it this way, she still has the advantage this year.

Even if there are one or two outstanding players in the first and second years of high school, can they really compete with the kids from the senior team who have been training hard for three years?

Anyone who can enter the Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School team is not a genius. They are nothing more than this year’s genius, last year’s genius and the year before last’s genius.

Zheng Mingchun glanced at her and couldn't stand this behavior, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Ningyan, why are you so anxious? Won't the fight start tomorrow?"

The young male teacher on the side smiled very gently and tried to smooth things over.

"Isn't this boring?" Ping Ningyan didn't care about Zheng Mingchun and easily got over this problem.

"Teacher Zheng, please be more careful about this special recruitment." The gray-haired old principal spoke at this time, "You two should focus on the training, not only to ensure the safety of the students, but also to maximize their training. Effect.”

"Okay."

"Received."

"Got it."

The three teachers responded together.

——

Following Fang Miaowen to the battlefield area of ​​Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School, Ge Bai said goodbye and left without going in for a closer look.

It's not that she doesn't want to hang out more, it's just that Daliu came out with her today and is already making noises about going back to the spiritual power room to practice meditation techniques.

After practicing in the past few days, Daliu clearly felt that the spiritual power reserves in his body were increasing rapidly, and he was very energetic when practicing every day.

I don't even want to sleep, I want to stay in there 24 hours a day.

Even if he was resting, he would practice the Storm Willow Blade Hammer and Windweaving Net Domain at the training ground, consuming all his spiritual power as quickly as possible, and then go into the spiritual power room to practice.

Just because Ge Bai mentioned it to him, it would be more effective to practice meditation immediately after all the spiritual energy was used up.

Daliu tried it once and fell in love with the feeling of soaring spiritual power.

Before going out today, Ge Bai really couldn't stand it anymore, so he pushed Daliu back to the spiritual consciousness space and forced him to rest for a while.

Other beast masters coax, lie, and pressure their pets to practice longer.

If you leave it to yourself, you can't wait to do the opposite, fearing that your pet beast will become obsessed with training.

No one would believe this. Ge Bai was both relieved and helpless.

Daliu rolled himself up and even Chiyo became anxious.

Originally, she could practice skills for two or three hours a day, but now she is competing with Daliu. Daliu doesn't rest, and she doesn't either.

Space movement and Chiyo's sword actually consume a lot of spiritual power, and Chiyo has now developed a habit of doing so.

As soon as the spiritual power was consumed, he moved to Daliu's spiritual power room. He looked at Daliu who was still practicing, took out the spiritual power recovery potion, poured it in, and forcibly restored the spiritual power to full, and then went out to practice wildly. wheel.

This cycle repeats itself.

So today, Ge Bai not only pinned Daliu to the spiritual space, but also confiscated all the spiritual recovery potions in Qianyo's space bag.

This tree is forced to have a good rest even if its flowers are blooming.

But less than three hours after they came out, the two guys had a fight in the spiritual consciousness space, with the same purpose of going home to practice.

Unable to resist these two, Gebai had no choice but to go home.

Look at this, Chiyo's Chiyo Sword will be able to break through to the secret stage this week.

The resource consumption of Daliu's spiritual power room was more than twice as fast as expected. He had to purchase another batch of spiritual power resources when he returned home.

On the way back, Ge Bai took out his mobile terminal and checked his account balance.

I originally thought that 10 million was quite a lot, but now there is only about 5 million left. If all the resources are purchased from the Spiritual Plant Research Institute and Chiyo's spiritual power room is built, there will probably be nothing left.

This money is really not enough, and I am going back to the poverty line.

Ge Bai suddenly thought that he had just heard Fang Miaowen mention that every year the first place in the special recruitment of Beijing-Hong Kong No. 1 Middle School would get a high-end resource. This year, the old principal prepared a resource from the space department.

It's just that Fang Miaowen was very dense at that time and gave too much new information. Ge Bai didn't think much about it after hearing it.

At this moment, I thought of Chiyo's spiritual power room, and then I remembered this incident.

Isn't this because I want to sleep and touch the pillow?

Then this special move is number one, she has earned it! ——

As soon as he returned to the villa, Daliu immediately got into the spiritual power room. Gebai gave a perfunctory warning not to be too tired and left him alone.

Anyway, no matter how much she talks, she won't listen. Just practice if you want. She plans to enter the spiritual power room at 11 o'clock tonight and drag Daliu out to sleep.

Chiyo had just moved his space with his front foot to send Daliu into the spiritual power room, and then moved his space with his back foot to the training ground on the third floor.

Even these two steps are too time-consuming.

Gebai looked at the two of them with a dark look on his face, and walked towards the training ground on the third floor with his hands behind his back.

When Chiyo saw Gebai coming over, he shook the blade as a greeting, and the Chiyo sword was swung out in his hand without stopping for a moment.

Now, Chiyo can do 3 Chiyo Swords in one second, and Pseudo Chiyo Sword can do 7 in one second.

The half-true and half-false Chiyo swords were fired in unison. Before the explosion, even Gebai couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.

As for moving space, Chiyo is even more comfortable using it now, and it is as easy as eating and drinking.

But there are prerequisites for such a smooth space transfer. Either Chiyo moves himself, Daliu, Xiaotao or even Gebai, and the moved party has no intention of resisting, or the spiritual power of the moved party is much lower than Chiyo.

If the party being moved has a higher spiritual power than Chiyo, or is extremely large, then the space movement will take a longer time to accumulate energy.

Being able to move away the bloodthirsty hyena at level 8 of the Extraordinary Realm was already Chiyo's best achievement.

Without disturbing Chiyo, Gebai leaned against the wall, crossed his legs in the training ground, and pondered Chiyo's skills.

"Ding!"

"System upgrade completed."

The clear mechanical sound sounded in Gobel's spiritual consciousness.

"The Shennong 3.7 system is happy to serve the host."

Hey, we have entered a big stage, evolving from Shennong 2.7 to Shennong 3.7?

"Shen Nong, what have you evolved?"

Gebai couldn't wait to ask the system, but the system didn't answer her words at all. Instead, it announced the information at its own pace.

"The system task is released, please host to upgrade at least one spiritual plant to the transcendent realm within 10 days."

"If the mission is successful, the system will reward you with the coordinates of the remaining secret realm."

Gebai really wanted to ask what the coordinates of the leftover secret place were and whose leftover secret place it was, but as soon as the words came to his lips, it came to nothing.

"Hey, you won't kill me this time?"

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