Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

This sentence not only poured cold water on Fang Qingyun, but also exposed the Schrödinger theory that Viola was a goddess and a lunatic. However, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Fang Qingyun used the last bit of consciousness to ask, "Have they all left?"

"Don't worry! Even the maids won't come in when I'm working, and the people at the door have been sent away." Viola snapped her fingers and gave a thumbs up, with a gleam in her big eyes, which made Fang Qingyun a little embarrassed for a moment. Viola was really familiar with him like a buddy, as if a good brother had become a fierce sister after being feminized. If he wanted to do something, he had to overcome the obstacles in his heart.

"Beep, are you going to beep or not?" Viola's mouth was full of muted words. Now that it has come to this, Fang Qingyun has overcome his psychological barriers and made preparations. Now he is a little nervous, but also a little excited.

At this time, the door rang.

"Student Fang Qingyun, we are here to see you." When the white-bearded dean and professor walked in, they saw Viola with one leg on Fang Qingyun's shoulder. It was obvious that something was going to happen.

A skilled person is a skilled person. The dean coughed without blushing, and walked out of the door with a group of people with a calm face, as if nothing had happened. He closed the door with a click and said, "Sorry to bother you. We'll come back later."

The next second, Viola's roar almost overturned the entire dormitory building: "You guys ruined all my good things!"

Chapter 146: The professor came to visit, but fortunately he didn’t persuade me to quit

This is probably what the saying "the cooked duck has flown away" means. Viola had long been prepared to eat Fang Qingyun, but after all her calculations and planning, she forgot that the professor had come back to look for her.

Now, let alone whether Fang Qingyun could get over it, even if Viola herself wanted to force it after being "caught cheating"... she would still be a little embarrassed. She was indeed very generous, but that didn't mean she was shameless. She would still be embarrassed to encounter such a thing.

In fact, to some extent...it's not that Fang Qingyun wants to take advantage of Viola, but Viola wants to take advantage of Fang Qingyun, who is already a ready duck.

"Forget it, it's God's will." Fang Qingyun straightened his clothes and changed out of his hospital gown. He hated these extremely loose pants the most. Any slight reaction would be very obvious, even a little obscene.

He was not stupid, and he probably guessed why Kikuchiyo ran away... Japanese female students are polarized like this, either they have a boyfriend in junior high school and live the life of a little gangster, or at worst they lose their virginity in high school.

There are very few people like Kikuchiyo who remain virgins because of family tradition. They are so conservative that they blush even when looking at the structure of the human body. Not to mention porn movies, the temperature on her face even when looking at a book can be used to boil water.

After Fang Qingyun returned to his original attire, Viola clapped her hands, and a portal appeared beside her hands. A team of maids filed out and began to install things on Fang Qingyun.

"What is all this?" Fang Qingyun looked at a group of maids busying around him, and didn't want to disturb them.

"A little... backup means, at least it can help you hold on until we can send a division of troops over here." Viola said those things frankly. The ones installed on Fang Qingyun are the latest scientific research results, which can interfere with the ability of other people around to use spells. Anyway, Fang Qingyun can't use magic, so banning spells will not have a negative impact on him. And these pendants also provide a certain degree of defense, which can resist a certain degree of spells and physical attacks.

"It's not necessary..." Fang Qingyun sighed: "To be honest, I got a set of magic resistance equipment from the Destiny Magic Book, so I don't need to install so many additional equipment."

"It's better to be safe than sorry." Viola turned Fang Qingyun's thoughts back: "Besides, even if it doesn't come in handy, it's not a loss, right? What you should be thinking about now is how to deal with those deans and professors."

"Well...that's true." Fang Qingyun didn't know how to deal with the next troublesome matter. He had a duel with Green in public, and finally involved God. His memory only stayed on the scene where the forest god was blown into pieces, and he had no impression of what happened afterwards.

According to the world view described by the previous student, Fang Qingyun, who killed the god, should get the number one reward. After all, he killed a god. But the current situation is very embarrassing. Except for the most critical treasures and the things in the bottom of the box, he has almost exposed all his cards, which puts him in a more delicate position.

His strength is not so weak that people are too lazy to bother him, nor is it so strong that people can't bother him. What's more terrible is that the Green family's backers are likely to spare no effort to bother him. You know, the appearance of God made him, a winner, become so miserable. What about Green, who was probably fooled by the forest god? The best case is paralysis.

So, will this life be counted on him?

How will the college deal with him?

Viola pulled Fang Qingyun's collar, like a virtuous wife sending her husband to work: "It's useless to think so much now, just take it one step at a time, the problem shouldn't be too bad. If it really doesn't work, you still have us, there is always hope. If he dares to make you feel wronged, we will just run away."

Viola took two steps back, made a playful "I love you" gesture, and then jumped into the portal at hand.

The portal then closed, and several maids consciously stood behind Fang Qingyun, just like in the Dona Dona world, ready to serve and fight.

As if they had noticed Fang Qingyun's gaze, several maids lifted their skirts to Fang Qingyun, revealing the shield generators and weapons tied to their thighs. It seemed that they were ready to block the knife for Fang Qingyun.

Seemingly fully prepared, Fang Qingyun put his hand on the door handle.

"Let me see what's waiting for me," he said to himself, twisted the handle hard and pushed it forward.

Outside the door, the dean and several professors, who had been waiting impatiently, looked at Fang Qingyun who came out, and for a moment they didn't know what to say as an opening remark.

Fang Qingyun is a freshman, and he is able to confront the gods head-on. He must be mentally tougher than the average person. To put it bluntly, he is more stubborn than the average person. Otherwise, facing the attack of the gods, both sides will suffer losses.

Someone like Fang Qingyun, after the fight, not only did he not become weak and trembling like an ordinary person who had run a marathon, but two hours later he was able to fight with his... followers with full vigor. To describe him as a gifted person would be an underestimation of him.

"So...what should we call you? General? Or Marshal?" One of the professors thought about it and decided to start from this angle.

Marshal? Well, although the penguin's name in the previous life was Marshal, it was still a bit embarrassing to be called that. But there seemed to be no better title than this. He was one level higher than Viola, the general, but if we follow the previous title...

Learn the name of a guy with a mustache who gave a somewhat motivational speech? Hundred days to prepare for the postgraduate entrance exam at the University of Vienna. If you fail, you can take the exam again!

Forget it, let’s just call him marshal. At least in our own culture, the word marshal is also a good word.

"Just call me Marshal," Fang Qingyun replied politely. After all, he is an old man, and he took the initiative to ask your name. If you answer impolitely, it will be a disgrace to traditional virtues: "I don't know what to call you?"

Several old men looked at each other. Although their divine power and magical power were weakened now, for those of them who were old enough, communicating with words behind their backs was not a big problem.

"I said this boy is a good boy, right? He killed a god but he didn't even get cocky. Even when I was young, I might not have had this kind of temper."

"Indeed, when you were young, you broke into a secret realm with the lowest difficulty and passed it. You came out with two follower cards, and you wanted to tell everyone in the school about it."

"What about you? You're a muscle-brained idiot. You gave yourself a few buffs, drank a sip of wine and dared to cause trouble for the dragon. In the end, you dragged a velociraptor back and asked us if it was a dragon?"

When a few old men were talking about each other's shortcomings behind their backs, they did not show any strangeness when facing Fang Qingyun. Although they wanted to kick each other, they could not lose face in front of the younger generation.

The leader is Dean Merlin, who sounds like a mage. Needless to say, his combat power is naturally not to be mentioned. Being able to become the dean is a reflection of his strength. He is a summoner with the widest range of abilities. He is a warrior and a mage. Although he is a double-trainer, he is not bad in both aspects. He is at the twelfth level. As for the summoner level, it is as high as level 15.

The old man next to him, who looked so muscular that Fang Qingyun felt inferior to him, was Oli, the professor of the Warrior Class and a lifetime honorary professor. Even after he retired, people still had to respectfully call him professor when they went out on the street. He looked like someone who had been sentenced to twenty years in prison. Who wouldn't be confused when they saw him? He majored in Warrior and had reached the fourteenth level in Warrior.

This old man's brain is not very good, these are the original words of other professors, he is the kind of reckless man who likes to use force to overcome clever tricks, anyway, he will not turn back until he hits the south wall, that's what he is talking about. Even without buffing himself, he can rely on his physical fitness to grind a smooth pebble into powder, this level makes Fang Qingyun, who can only crush pebbles with his head, admit defeat.

After getting a set of buffs, this professor has the habit of taking a sip of wine, and then rushing out with an axe in his hand to fight some large dragons. Often, he would forget about the axe in the end, and he would rely on his own strength to defeat those creatures as big as Tyrannosaurus and as small as Velociraptor one by one. This is when he was restrained. If he really fought for his life, it would not be a problem for him to kill some real 10-10 minions with one axe.

Therefore, he also has a nickname, Professor "Broken Wall", or Ollie Broken Wall.

He quite liked the latter name, and planned to change his name to Ollie Stonebreaker, the Most Powerful Warrior, Breaker of the South Wall after his children became independent.

It has the meaning of a naughty old boy.

The white-bearded old man next to him who didn't get along well with him was the professor of the mage class, named Parsifal. This name reminded people of a certain Easter egg robber. Although the name had nothing to do with his profession, his advanced spells were not something that ordinary people could achieve.

Even in modern times when his magic power has been severely weakened, he can still rely on his fourteenth-level magical attainments to use some advanced spells such as teleportation. He even once had a conflict with Ollie, and when the two were competing to kill a water monster, he created a huge fireball with a radius of ten meters, as big as a gate tower.

A fireball evaporated the lake where the monster was staying. Before the monster could recover, Ollie went down with an axe and successfully grabbed the monster's head, having the last laugh. This made Parsifal very angry, but the two old men had been enemies since they were young, and their precious friendship has continued to this day.

The last professor’s specialty is naturally summoner. The type of demon he summons is the even rarer demon, so he is called the Demon Summoner Krasir. He is also a fourteenth-level summoner, but most of his combat power is not in reality, but in the cards.

He once represented the Principality of Sershi in the Olympics, and had overcome many difficulties along the way. Although he was eliminated in the quarterfinals, it was still a very dazzling result.

Although there were only sixteen people competing...

"So the reason why we came to find you is very simple..." The dean made way and revealed the strange old man behind him, Krasir: "This professor intends to guide you and make you a strong competitor among the Olympic participants."

Chapter 147: It would be better to persuade me to quit than to let me go straight to the doctoral program...

This surprised Fang Qingyun, not because Krasir had entered the Olympics before, but because he was only sure to train Fang Qingyun into a strong competitor among the participants, rather than ensuring that he would be a stable participant...

"Killing a god is nothing now?" Fang Qingyun was shocked. How awesome were the other contestants? If everyone killed a god...then the gods would have been extinct long ago?

After all, the history of the Olympics is more than 160 years, and at least 40 sessions have been held. When everyone has only one chance to participate, how could 640 participants all have the ability to kill gods or even higher?

"No." Krasir shook his head and lightly tapped the air with his finger, opening a small portal. A monster's claw stretched out from it. Then, as if showing off his skills, Professor Krasir tapped twice more and summoned several more monsters casually. Those claws just stayed there quietly, without trying to grab the people next to them.

"Did you see anything?" Krasir looked at Fang Qingyun and asked this question.

What can I see from this? Did you place the portal well? Fang Qingyun didn't understand what Krasir meant, so he looked apologetic: "Professor Krasir, could you please describe what it means?"

"It's about the compatibility between you and your follower..." Krasir nodded at Fang Qingyun seriously, "When I came in just now, I saw that you seemed to want to force yourself on your follower. This is a very dangerous thing. Although you are her superior, forcing her will cause the relationship between you and your follower to deteriorate, resulting in a decrease in your compatibility."

"Young man, do you know?" Krasil's expression was more serious than ever before, and Fang Qingyun, who was ashamed to interrupt halfway because of this topic, became serious: "When facing the gaze of the God of Cards, not all followers are loyal enough to fight for you. Once they are tested by the God of Cards and their loyalty is found to be unqualified, then no matter how much you order them, they will not be able to take any action, and it will even be difficult to fight."

"...Huh?" Fang Qingyun hadn't thought of this. Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, he still intended to point out the problem in Krasir's words: "But Viola and I are truly in love, there is no coercion."

"Oh? Really?" Krasil pointed at Fang Qingyun's chest and said, "Then you should be more suspicious. Is it because of her position that she was forced to show her love for you, thus giving you an illusion?"

At this moment, Fang Qingyun's face turned cold. He was not going to give a good face to Clasier. Questioning Viola's loyalty? Are you worthy? Even if you are a respected professor, even if you are a respectable old man... so what? That mother is my girlfriend, the daughter-in-law who is about to marry into the family, and a virtuous and good wife.

You want me to suspect she's a scheming bitch now? You haven't experienced the life and death relationship between her and me, so who do you think you are?

Seeing Fang Qingyun's face turned cold, Dean Merlin pulled Crasir aside, and Ollie and Parsifal beside him held Crasir behind them, fearing that this old friend would say something offensive again. He was good in every way, but it was difficult for him to trust his followers. Having experienced betrayal, he always believed that only power could make those followers obedient.

He believed that those followers were lowly pariahs who would not move unless whipped.

That's why Krasil and the demons are connected by contracts. Only the contracts written in black and white can make him feel a sense of reliance.

Minions can deceive you, spells can deceive you, but contracts cannot.

"Let's talk about something else." Dean Merlin changed the topic: "It's like this, Fang Qingyun, after our unanimous decision, you are no longer suitable to stay in the first year. Playing five-cost house with those kids will only lower your level, so... we plan to promote you to the sophomore year."

Fang Qingyun suppressed his anger towards Krasir. He was not the kind of person who would hate the whole family. Therefore, getting angry at the smiling dean was obviously inconsistent with his creed and style. He calmly answered the dean's question: "I have no opinion."

"Then...we will give you some subsidies and refund your tuition. After all, these six months are wasted. If you jump directly to the sophomore year, you may need to catch up with the courses, but with your level, it should not be difficult to catch up." The dean gave various difficulties, but they were not a problem for Fang Qingyun.

Seeing that Fang Qingyun agreed to the conditions, the dean did not hide it anymore and gave out his own benefits: "Then we have compensation... too. A genius like you will naturally be able to get better resources. The school will arrange for you to participate in the secret realm. If you wish, the one year of experience outside can be extended to two years."

Fang Qingyun, who didn't know the value of the secret realm, naturally didn't care about it. In the eyes of the dean, his indifferent look was an expression of expressionlessness, which made him very satisfied. This kid had good mental stress resistance and was also calm.

That's the temper... He holds grudges just like the dwarves. He glanced at Krasir. They both have the same stubborn temper as the dwarves. If they really meet, they will probably get angry every other day...

Dean Meilin therefore gave up the idea of ​​letting Krasir guide Fang Qingyun for the first year. Perhaps after Fang Qingyun had experienced the hardships of training outside for two years, he would naturally calm down and practice in seclusion...

But looking at the loyalty of Fang Qingyun's followers... they are probably living more comfortably outside the school than inside. Now the maids who follow them have not let them down yet, and are still standing by with a posture ready to rush up at any time, watching them hungrily. Although their posture is elegant, they are like a taut string that can "spring" over at any time. It can be said to be a combination of movement and stillness.

"There is another question. In this god-descent incident, a student named Green died unfortunately. His father, who is also our vice-president, is primarily responsible and has now been expelled. His experience has nothing to do with you, and you fainted at the time. The god dissipated on its own. Do you understand?" The dean suddenly said a bunch of nonsense. Fang Qingyun quickly understood the dean's intention, which was to let him keep a low profile instead of letting him spread the matter of killing the gods everywhere.

Fang Qingyun nodded in understanding: "Yes, the spirit dissipated on its own. I was unconscious at the time and knew nothing."

"Very good," the dean nodded, "This young man is teachable."

He turned around and left. The two professors behind him carried Krasir and left together. Before leaving, Professor Oli said hello to Fang Qingyun: "Come to my place for a drink when you have time, little marshal."

"Thank you for your kindness. I will definitely visit you someday," Fang Qingyun replied politely. Krasir made his own mistake and there was no need to make others suffer the same fate as him. As long as these professors did not violate Fang Qingyun's bottom line, he was still willing to maintain the respect of a junior.

Oli left with a big laugh. After they left the dormitory, they started chatting privately. The two professors put Krasir down. They might have had to do this in front of Fang Qingyun just now, but it was not necessary now.

"This motivational therapy should be okay, right?" Krasir changed from the weird old man to a funny guy. It turned out that the weird old man's appearance was all fake.

"Okay... That's great." Parsifal nodded unhappily. "When you said that, the student's face changed. If this student has the same temper as I did when I was young, he will definitely not tolerate your bad habits."

Ollie stroked his sparse beard and said, "In fact, that girl is definitely true love. During the duel, she was sent into the field as a hero, and she was able to support her duelist without being summoned. How could such a bond be fake? If it were me when I was young... you would be lying on the ground now."

Krasil spread his hands and said, "Isn't this just to cooperate with the dean? The dean feels that he needs encouragement, so I'll play the good guy."

Merlin patted Krasir's head from behind. The four old men were fighting each other outside the dormitory building. They looked very embarrassed. "Don't talk nonsense. I gave you the opportunity to choose."

Krasir rolled his eyes at Merlin and said, "Dean...you told me that if I don't play the good guy, you'll deduct my salary...can you still call this an opportunity to choose?"

Merlin raised his hands on his hips and said, "Isn't being volunteered a kind of willingness? Besides, you better remember that I was your teacher!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Merlin," Krasir nodded, a little perfunctorily: "Isn't he a little older than me now? You already have a beard, and you're still entangled in this matter?"

Merlin knocked on Krasir's head. Krasir covered his head and gave in to the teacher's majesty: "I am still 20 years older than you. When you see me, you still have to call me teacher respectfully!"

Everyone knows that Merlin is not trying to show off, and they also know that Krasir is actually enjoying it. When the four old men are serious, they drink tea together, and when they are not serious, they are just a bunch of funny people.

Can you imagine a couple of old guys walking down the street and kicking each other's ass? It doesn't matter how many times they kick each other in the beginning, but the last kick must be from me.

These old guys used to be one 40 years old and three 20 years old, but now there is one 200 years old and three 180 years old, and their relationship is still as good as before.

"By the way... Krasil," Merlin suddenly revealed a gossipy expression, "The teacher is very worried about your family situation... You have a beard now, why haven't you found a significant other yet? Others have grandchildren."

Krasil scratched his head. For an old man, he actually showed an embarrassed expression, which was rare: "Actually... demons also include succubi..."

The others let out a long "oh" sound. Ollie tapped Crasil's head and said meaningfully to the latter's hesitant look, "Quick, what about the process? Tell me in detail. How did your teacher teach you? Didn't he even teach you the most basic steps to solve a problem?"

Krasir also understood what Ollie meant and pretended to be angry: "Isn't that so? What the teacher taught is useless!"

Merlin pinched his beard. How could he not understand what they meant? These two guys were making indirect accusations? Weren't they trying to insult him? Merlin added calmly, "Krasier... I won't allow you to insult yourself like this."

Parsifal, who understood what he heard, laughed so hard that he was out of breath. Ollie gave Merlin a thumbs up: "Great! The teacher is still great!"

Twenty years of experience are right here. Merlin stroked his beard, patted the stunned Krasil on the shoulder, and shook his head at him.

Chapter 148: Aftermath and Follow-up

This incident on the duel field was eventually suppressed, and the dean and several professors worked together to tamper with the facts, resulting in the next edition of the "school history book."

That is, when Green was dueling with a student from the same school, he forcibly used a power that he could not control, causing the God of the Forest to descend through his body. Later, the student who dueled with him struggled to hold on until the instructor arrived, and with the help of the dean and professor, the God of the Forest was exiled. As for the instigator of all this, Green, he is still being rescued.

This statement of nine truths and one lie is very clever. On the one hand, the first part is consistent with most people's cognition. All the students were evacuated after the dean and professors arrived. They all witnessed the scene of God's descent with their own eyes, and also saw how Fang Qingyun used simple bad breath to show his Khorne side.

By the time the dean arrived, Fang Qingyun's face was covered in blood from being beaten, and he looked extremely miserable. In this situation, even if he had the ability to kill gods, he couldn't use it.

The second son of the Marquis left when he thought Fang Qingyun had no hope of turning the tables. That was the end of his knowledge of all this. He naturally understood that the school had concealed something, but he didn't know what it was. Although he could roughly guess now, he did not tell his guess to others after all. This was very sensible, and the dean was also very satisfied.

Katerina did witness everything at the scene, but given her relationship with Fang Qingyun, she naturally wouldn't spread it around. That was not her style.

On the other hand, the so-called school history books will not be fully adopted by those who are interested. True and false news will naturally make some self-righteous people explore what happened. When they expose the most superficial things, they will think they have explored to the end, and run to others to show off complacently, thus immersing themselves in the admiring eyes of others.

As for what the result is, they don't care, as long as they have a chance to show off their wisdom, as for what the facts are, is it important?

They only needed to know the big news that Green's death was concealed by the school. As for the ambiguous news that Fang Qingyun and Shen were both injured, few people with discerning eyes would pay attention to it. Even if they did, after being disturbed by other conditions, they would be the first to eliminate the answer in front of them as the wrong option.