Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

Author: Nero 2077

Summary:

Twenty-four years old, a summoner.

"Yes, I admit that I've repeatedly beaten my breath summons, causing them to become psychologically distorted. I often sign equal master-servant slave contracts with them, and I enjoy snatching their tribute fruit while kicking them like soccer balls. My specialty is beating them until they kneel down and beg for mercy and kowtow in apology. There's nothing I can do. My spiritual affinity is 1, and they won't obey. I can only use parent-child entertainment like armbars to bring them closer."

"You asked me why I insisted on playing Summoner?"

When facing the interview, Zhou Li could only speak calmly, "You can't reason with a lunatic like me who is driven by interest."

Chapter 1 The Origin of Everything

"Son, you are old enough to choose a career."

Inside the magnificent hall, a man in heavy silver armor wore a solemn expression. Standing before a bust carved from mithril, he spoke with his hands behind his back.

"In the fourth year of the New King's calendar, Zhou Qi, the head of the Zhou family, was crowned a final-level sworn knight, proclaiming the Zhou family one of the Four Great Families. At the same time, the words knight and justice became woven into the Zhou family's bloodline and became our creed. Today, I pass on this creed to you."

Turning around, the man looked at the young man in front of him. A hint of tenderness appeared in his tiger eyes. He spoke slowly:

"Zhou Li, you are seventeen years old. It's time to make your career choice. Now, in front of our Zhou family's ancestors, tell us the career path you want to embark on."

"Spiritual Contract Master."

The young man didn't even think twice, his eyes were as determined as if he was standing in the dragon's position: "I choose the Spiritual Contract Master."

"Is this an extraordinary profession that involves communicating with spirit beings, establishing contracts with them, summoning their shadows, and gaining their power?"

The man's sharp eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

As a spiritual power profession, spiritual contract masters need to walk in the strange and mysterious spiritual world, and are easily contaminated by the gazes of those taboo beings. Therefore, spiritual contract masters are often not well-liked, and are even worse than those dust fighters in the School of Civil Engineering. At least the dust fighters take the blame in a real sense, while spiritual contract masters can use "I was tempted" to escape the blame, which is not useful at all.

Although he was a little caught off guard, the man still chose to respect.

He stretched out his big, generous hand, placed it on the boy's head, and said gently:

"Zhou Li, I'm surprised you didn't choose a knight-type profession, but as a father, I respect your choice."

Taking a step back, the man straightened the boy's shirt and asked slowly with a gentle yet dignified tone:

"Tell me, why do you want to become a Spirit Contract Master? Do you want to witness the bizarre creatures of the spirit world, or to travel between reality and fantasy, or to seek the most powerful force in the spirit world?"

"Succubus."

The young man named Zhou Li said calmly:

"My brother said there are succubi in the spirit world."

After a brief silence, Zhou Li added:

"If he can go, I can go too."

The man also fell silent.

After a long while, and after a long sigh, the man gently held the boy's head.

Under the boy's confused gaze, a resolute smile appeared on the man's face. Then he exerted force with his right hand. In an instant, the boy's head was smashed directly into the floor like a shooting star, and he couldn't get it out even with a flick of his finger.

"I really gave birth to two top-notch scum!"

Pointing at the boy who was trying to pull his head out, the man roared:

"When your eldest brother went to Purgatory, I thought he was going to become a Lava Knight, but it turns out he was after the Jade-Footed Ghost Girl. You're the worst of the best. Who gave you this stupid idea of ​​a Spiritual Contract Master contracting a Succubus? Did I hire so many teachers just to awaken this vile sexual fetish of yours?!"

"I have four teachers in total: history, swordsmanship, magic, and etiquette. Together, these four teachers can play eight games of football."

Zhou Li twitched in the floor, his voice muffled by the floor, but he remained calm enough.

"Dad, have you ever considered post-traumatic stress syndrome?"

"I'll stress you out!"

The Zhou family's ancestral football began to emerge from this moment on.

On this day, Zhou Li, the second young master of the Zhou family, one of the four protective families of the Jindian Kingdom, voluntarily asked for a six-month leave.

sick leave.

But fortunately, his father Zhou Yun kept his word and swore in front of the ancestors to respect Zhou Li, and he really respected Zhou Li.

Give him respect all the way to the Sinai Desert.

Despite being a nation of magical power, the Golden Kingdom's spiritual professions are generally quite poor. As a low-level spiritual profession, the salary of a Spirit Contract Master is comparable to that of a biochemical engineer in a civil engineering field, the kind you'd get two yuan from a beggar on the street. Therefore, finding a vocational academy that accepts Spirit Contract Masters is somewhat difficult in the Golden Kingdom.

The "Vienna Academy" in the Sinai Desert is the only academy in the entire Golden Kingdom that has a major in spiritual contract masters.

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window onto the ground, the sand absorbing the heat almost reaching the foot of the bed. The wooden door, locked in a primitive manner with two wooden sticks, was shaky, as if a stronger wind would blow it apart.

But there is never a lack of wind in the Sinai Desert.

boom.

The last decorative door was completely buried by the sand waterfall.

Looking at the yellow sand pouring into the room, the young man, who had long been accustomed to it, did not feel sad or painful, but instead smiled freely.

That’s great, I don’t have to change the door.

It's time to change dormitories.

He picked up the magic tome spread out on the desk, the metal buckle intersecting the notch on his belt. Zhou Li emptied the sand out of his sand boots as usual, then put on the low-level magic tool he had purchased for two gold silver coins.

Push away...

Oh, there is no door to my house.

He shook his head, shaking off the sand. He stepped on the thick sand, glanced at the cabin behind him, sighed, and then spat out the sand in his mouth. He raised his head and looked at the giant sand wall moving in the distance. Zhou Li scratched his head.

The sand wall storm is coming again.

Located on the northwestern border of the Kingdom of Jindian, the Sinai Desert boasts three days of wind, five days of drifting sand, and seven days of forming a massive wall of sand. And as an academy founded by some lunatic in the middle of the desert, the Vienna Academy daily raises heartfelt questions from its students.

I come here to study, am I a sand wall?

Yes, I am.

After crossing a sand-covered path, Zhou Li arrived in front of a metal-stacked building. As a second-level student who had studied for less than two and a half years, Zhou Li was already qualified to enter the [Drill Field].

But just when Zhou Li arrived at the door of the training ground, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

so many people.

There are only two situations where there will be a lot of people at the training ground.

One is that a certain class has to conduct actual combat in the drill field.

Second, Zhou Li was selling grilled scorpion tails at the training ground.

Zhou Li clearly remembered that there were no practical classes taking place, and he had just practiced street vendor economy two days ago. Normally, the training ground should only be a few people now, not so bustling with activity.

broken.

His eyes flashed, and Zhou Li's expression became extremely solemn.

If I had known earlier, I would have come here to sell grilled scorpion tails today.

Pushing open the door of the training ground, Zhou Li looked at the students and teachers gathered under the stone platform, as well as some school workers who were very familiar to Zhou Li, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

what's the situation?

If there were only students, Zhou Li would guess that it was a fight between two classes.

There was a teacher, and two classes made an appointment to fight in front of the teacher.

But now, not only teachers and students gathered here, but also the group of mysterious school workers, which was a little unusual.

At first, the sound of everyone discussing things drowned out the sound of Zhou Li leaving. But soon, after the first sharp-eyed person spotted Zhou Li, the entire training ground seemed to be gradually engulfed by a wave and quickly became silent.

Soon, everyone's eyes were focused on the young second-level student.

?

Chapter 2: On the Road to Redemption

?

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment.

Was it discovered that I took down the door of the principal's office and installed it in the dormitory?

"Zhou Li."

At this moment, Mr. Smith, the history teacher, looked at Zhou Li and said with a complicated expression, "You already know?"

"Doors are expensive?"

Zhou Li asked nervously.

"what?"

Teacher Smith was stunned for a moment, and so were the others.

At this moment, a tall man came out. This was Zhou Li's spiritual mechanics teacher, Ron. He stretched out his hand, patted Zhou Li's shoulder, and sighed:

"The principal...something happened."

"STD?"

Zhou Li asked subconsciously.

"No."

Teacher Ron shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's very serious."

"A fatal STD?"

Zhou Li asked additionally.

"neither."

After a brief silence, Ron sighed, his face full of sadness.