Chapter 136: Dormitory for trainees (1/2)
Zong Jiu kicked open the bathroom door.
Not far away, Zhuge was standing in front of the sink, his right hand hanging under the faucet.
”Wow!”
The flowing cold water washed away the faint scarlet blood on his palm and entangled it into the sewer.
His black hair was hanging down, and strands of overly long forehead were wetly attached to his face, which further lined the sword eyebrows and the stars, with a deep outline.
The cold water made his normally indifferent black eyes deeper, making people unable to detect any thoughts.
”Are you injured?” Zong Jiu went straight in.
Zhuge didn't speak secretly, his lips tightened, and after turning off the faucet, he pulled out a piece of facial tissue and slowly wiped his water-soaked fingers.
Zong Jiu frowned, he walked quickly and slapped Zhuge An's head with a slap.
Very good, empty.
The man lifted his eyes and looked at the white-haired young man in the mirror.
”Small injuries, don't get in the way.” He downplayed, sounding like a cold spring.
”The wound that the main system can't heal, you tell me it is a small wound?”
Zong Jiu sneered, and directly grabbed Zhuge An's wrist, his eyes fierce.
This guy with infinite loops and invincible hands is really thin and thin. When he wears clothes, he can see a large amount of wind on the cuffs. The black robe embroidered with flying clouds and flow patterns draws out a pine and cypress-like back. , The end is the bones of the fairy wind, the style is outstanding.
But you have to wait until you really grasp the wrist to feel the other person's thinness. She was so thin that she had only bones covered in skin.
Perhaps out of reason, Zhuge An didn't stop his movements, but lowered his eyes and looked at the hand of the white-haired young man on his wrist with an unclear expression.
The magician raised his eyebrows, ”Do you really think I don't know?”
Other S-classes may feel that Zhuge has vast powers in the dark, has his own way, and knows more clues than others.
After all, Zhuge An was not the first time to surprise others. He was cursing the mask copy, and the surprise he gave others was equivalent to fright.
Only Zong Jiu knew that there was a lot of advanced information that Zhuge An had obtained through day and night deduction of gossip discs and night observation of the stars.
These are all things that Zhuge secretly found his dormitory twenty days ago and explained to himself.
Zong Jiu made a special calculation in the bathroom, and found that what this person said was true, absolutely no falsehood, and very sincere.
Perhaps it was the consequence of that conversation that made Zhuge secretly realize that he and the devil could never be the same person. Perhaps it was the reason why other Zongjiu hadn't noticed it. In short, if intelligence and information came to the door, who would refuse?
”All prophecies have a price, you know so clearly, how much has been paid?”
Zhuge took out his hand slowly, ”I said it, it's just a minor injury.”
”Every next step requires strict calculation. If you take a wrong step, it may be an abyss.”
”This is the situation that the teacher has worked hard for, and has been looking forward to for many years. Now that big things are about to happen, how can I not be in a hurry?”
As if responding to his words, the Tai Chi Bagua plate that Zhuge secretly placed on the sink glowed faintly.
Zong Jiu's gaze swept across this thin hexagram, noncommittal, ”The value of your life is much more meaningful than you have worked hard to calculate the future overdrawn life, and your brain is better than anything else.”
Having said that, Zhuge secretly glanced at him deeply, ”I have a sense of measure.”
”My mission is to assist you. Until you achieve your goals, I will be fine.”
”That's best.” The magician shrugged.
Zhuge did not answer his words secretly, and threw the tissues into the trash basket, ”Let's go and discuss the rest.”
When he passed by with Zong Jiu, he paused, and took a rant that he could barely hear.
”Thank you for your concern, I received it with kindness.”
......
In the next ten days until the next dungeon was opened, the trainee dormitory was quite quiet.
Zong Jiu opened an S-grade prop from the S-grade blind box.
The appearance of this prop is a pale gold earring with a ring and a vertical line. In fact, when held in your hand, it immediately turns into a...crowbar.
Zong Jiu:? ? ?
A crowbar, and you can't shoot bullets at the end, why are you an S-level prop!
[Congratulations to trainee Zongjiu for obtaining the S-level props: Physics Sword]
[Prop purpose: This is a weapon that will never be broken, and is equally effective for supernatural and non-supernatural beings. It can even easily break the steel bar with a hook. It is made of unknown materials and has a hardness of max.]
[Props note: Compared with power, the lucky value it adds to the user seems to be more final. There was once a well-known senior who used this crowbar to single-handedly pass the horror copy without injury, which created its prestige. It is said that as long as holding it, you can have the courage to be in the land of no one. . Just like gaining the heaven and slaying the dragon to win the world, everyone cares more about the world. Who cares about the power of the heaven and slaying the dragon? 】
Zong Jiu: ”...”
He recalled the Caligula Demon Sword of no.2, the Tai Chi gossip plate of no.3, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Soul Banners of no.5.