Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

"Curse-killing system?"

Zhou Li touched the metal frame on his body and asked, "What's going on?"

“I don’t know the details.”

Shaking his head, Bai Dongdong said, "The SPW United Nations only developed the Sea Soul two years ago, and it's kept highly confidential. We don't know many details. If the School of Truth hadn't once come into contact with a Sea Soul Messenger, I probably wouldn't have even heard of the term 'curse killing'."

"It's this SPW again."

Zhou Li touched his chin and said, "Sea Soul Messenger... these people are not very friendly to me.

"I definitely can't escape."

After taking a look at the metal frame on Zhou Li's body, Bai Dongdong asked, "How do you feel now?"

"No big deal."

Zhou Li shook his arms and said, "It just feels... something is wrong. There's an inexplicable sense of blockage."

“It still had an impact.”

Sighing, Bai Dongdong said to Zhou Li, "I've broken down Freedom Strike into a pure alloy that can forcibly bond your body and soul. The effect of the curse is nothing more than to incite the world's hatred. As long as your soul and body remain consistent, the curse will not take effect."

"Can the curse... be lifted?"

Lan Ling asked worriedly.

"Kill the Sea Soul Messenger, and the curse will naturally be resolved."

Bai Dongdong glanced at the gradually healing crack, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. "But this Sea Soul Messenger must have been planning this for a long time. If he fails to strike, he will flee thousands of miles away. It will not be easy to find him in such a short time. The Star Chasing Platform of the School of Truth may be able to help. I need to talk to the teacher about it."

"Fortunately."

Zhou Li thought for a moment, patted Bai Dongdong's shoulder and said comfortingly, "Don't worry."

"Don't be in a hurry."

Grabbing Zhou Li's wrist, Bai Dongdong frowned, poked Zhou Li's chest, and said in a low voice, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have been killed. Then what? Would I collect your body?"

"Actually...I can't die."

Zhou Li opened his mouth and said angrily, "Don't panic, don't panic."

"Everyone will die. What if you die and I have to live with you in hell?"

Giving Zhou Li a sullen look, Bai Dongdong looked at the Spirit Core and Xianglan and said sternly, "You two, the Void Domain will be temporarily under your control. Don't make any moves. The School of Truth will help you with post-incident reconstruction. We won't bother you for now. We're leaving now."

"what···"

Xianglan looked at Lanling, but she didn't stop him. She just nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. I will definitely repay you for this."

"it is good."

Bai Dongdong didn't offer any polite words. She was decisive now, grabbing Zhou Li by the collar and pushing the bronze door open. Lan Ling, standing nearby, said nothing more. She simply wrote down her Grimoire number and tossed it to Xianglan, then followed the two into the bronze door.

"Where is this going?"

Zhou Li asked.

"Follow."

Bai Dongdong was no longer in the mood for joking; a serious expression dominated her pretty face. She immediately took control after entering the Corridor of the Innocent.

"The SPW United Nations is extremely closed to the outside world. It's impossible to enter using conventional means."

As if to prevent the two people behind him from getting anxious, Bai Dongdong softened his tone a little and explained to them, "The School of Truth has a hypothetical magic network line specifically used to repair the magic network for SPW. This is the only way to enter SPW in a short time."

"Don't."

Grabbing Bai Dongdong's hand, Zhou Li shook his head.

"Did you drink?"

Bai Dongdong said unhappily, "Do you know why I know about the Curse? There was a defected postdoctoral mage from the School of Truth who committed suicide after being tortured by the Curse for dozens of days. Do you know how powerful this postdoctoral mage was? He transformed himself into a lich, and even the ancient tungsten gold used in his phylactery was killed by the Curse. Do you think my half-baked skills can sustain your body forever?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

Zhou Li's eyes were exceptionally gentle. He knew why the other party was so impatient, and he also knew that the other party was concerned about him. He just smiled, and then "disassembled" the metal frame under Bai Dongdong's horrified gaze.

Death encroaches again.

Just as Bai Dongdong reached out to touch Zhou Li, death disappeared.

"Wrong, all wrong."

Stumbling out of the gap, he fell to the ground. The "man" wearing a gentleman's round hat sat powerlessly in the dim light. He raised his head, looked at the bewildered boy, and said through gritted teeth:

"The intelligence was wrong, all wrong."

"His roots aren't knights! They're mothers!"

"Why do you curse?"

The red-haired boy slowly stood up and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't kill him, death didn't kill him."

After adjusting his gentleman's hat, the human-shaped shadow stood on the ground, dragging his broken right foot. He looked at the boy and said in a deep voice:

"He won't die."

"I won't die."

Zhou Li pointed at himself and said calmly:

"My talent is [Knights Don't Die Unarmed], but of course, it's more than just a talent."

"[Knights Don't Die Unarmed] is also one of their talents."

"That is to say, I won't die with my bare hands."

Lan Ling on the side suddenly smiled.

666

This is so fucking sinister.

Chapter 238 Victoria

Victor's day usually starts with a cup of desert coffee. Desert coffee, as the name suggests, is a specialty of the desert. It is made by placing a coffee cup in boiling sand to heat the cup and make the coffee boil.

Walking to the door of his room, Victor stuck the cup into the sand that had blown in yesterday. He squatted in front of the cup and snapped his fingers. A red beetle crawled into the sand and began to heat the coffee.

After a long yawn, Victor, whose brain had just started working, began to think about what he had to do today.

Borrow money, procrastinate, spend money.

Oh, what a busy life as a principal.

Victor felt a deep sense of melancholy when he thought about having to go to six banks to apply for loans today, delay the collection of debts by sixteen creditors, and spend a considerable amount of money on potatoes.

The burden of a school with more than 4,000 students falls on my shoulders.

Victor picked up the coffee and drank it in one gulp. Then he returned to his room, lay on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep happily.

That's it for now, go to bed first.

War tramples.

Her white stockings were flawless, and her leather-shod feet were precisely placed on Victor's chest. Holding her hands flat and stomping with gravity, Viktele looked at Victor, who had curled up like a shrimp, with a look of scum on his face, and asked coldly:

"Where's your loan report?"

“I…I didn’t bring…”

Victor said strugglingly.

Kick.

Kicking Victor off the bed, Viktrey, who was wearing a black and white dress, stepped on his chest and asked with gritted teeth, "Are you a kindergarten student? This is your room. If you didn't bring it or didn't write it, it's all a waste of words! Where's the food shopping plan? Where's the letter of repentance? You're not going to tell me you didn't write any of them!"

It’s over.

There was only one sentence in Victor's mind now.

If I say I haven't written it, then my life will probably end here.

"I...I...I have a reason!"

Suddenly, a precise flash of lightning struck his pituitary gland in Victor's mind. He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Today is the day when the exchange students from Mule Art College arrive. I was going to take a break and go meet them at the airport!"

Victoire was silent.

It works, it really works.

Victor's heart was beating like a vibrator stuffed with firecrackers, but at this moment, the fuse was finally extinguished.

I can't laugh. I have to wait until she leaves before I can laugh.

"Uh... hello?"

At this moment, a hesitant voice came from the other side of the door. A pretty, short girl tried to find a door to knock on, but after several attempts, she finally realized that there was no door in the principal's office.

"Hello."

After giving Viktori a look that said, "I have something to do," Victor stood up, straightened his clothes, and asked gently, "Who are you?"

"I'm a student at Mule College, and I'd like to ask about our academic arrangements."

The girl was a little timid. Even though she was extremely aloof when she was at Mu Le Academy, in a place like Victoria where living conditions were extremely difficult, even a magician with a little reputation would be overwhelmed.

If it weren't for the girl named Victre who received them at the airport, they would probably have died under the crush of the sandworm.

Can someone tell me why there is a sandworm racing track in the desert?

Waiting for what is the overtaking lane?

"Ah, a student from Mule Academy."

Victor still wore a polite smile, but now he was near the windowsill. He looked at the girl, stepped on the table, and said gently, "Well, this is what I mean. Our college has always been student-centered. You can go to the Academic Affairs Office downstairs to pick up a handout. It will tell you where each subject is taught. You can go directly to the class that interests you and choose your own course at the end of the semester..."

Looking at Victor jumping directly from the sixth floor with his bare hands, Xiao Gan was stunned.

No, it was a very easy thing. When did he climb onto the table and then jump down?

"It made you laugh."