Apocalyptic Forecast

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Calm days are always too short.

Sometimes Huaixi even feels like being involved in all kinds of troubles, just a few days will be **** long, feeling as if writing a novel can write one or two million words.

But once you enter a peaceful rhythm of life, the speed of time passing is terribly fast.

Open your eyes at eight o'clock every morning, eat, and then practice the piano for two hours without thundering. In the afternoon, go to the alchemy class of the crow, continue to study metallurgy, and then control the sacred marks of the young master. Replenish the source of "Fly King" before going to bed to speed up Besib's response.

Then I fell asleep until dawn.

Since the end of the exam, Huai Shi has always been in this rhythm of life.

After much consideration and hesitation, Huai Shi finally chose to normally fill in the voluntary report, and initially selected several universities in Jinling and Lin'an.

Anyway, there is no clue, it is better to choose a few close to home.

Occasionally, the invitation letter to the Ivory Tower will continue to hesitate, but it will soon be left behind.

It was decided in September anyway, there is still a long time ...

In this way, the days passed.

Huai Shi's control of Shao Siming's Saint Mark finally reached the limit of the current stage.

In fact, it only took more than a month to truly master the Saint Mark-but at best it can only be said to be reluctant. After starting the Saint Mark, the sublimated miracle can be blocked in his body, not like a If you keep leaking like a ball, if you yawn, you must separate the residual image and uselessly consume the source.

However, when it was his turn to face the sixty-one afterimages that were more than four times more than normal, it was the death of Huai Shi.

I really want to control the walking, sitting and lying of the sixty-one afterimages in my hands at the same time, which is an impossible goose proposition.

It is equivalent to adding yourself, while controlling sixty-two bodies, and keeping them from interfering with each other—unless Huai Shi immediately booked a dark web personality split operation to forcefully divide his source into six Twelve copies, with sixty-two different reflections online ...

To that extent, needless to say that the personality is split, and the soul has collapsed, what more bicycle?

In the trial of the book of destiny, micro-manipulation of the six residual images at the same time is already the limit of Huai poetry. No matter how much ... no more.

In this process, the control of Huai Shi is not how to master it, but to control the amount of residual images that appear when they are most needed.

As for others, there is no need.

The afterimage is only an afterimage, if it is not injected into the source, it is only an illusion. It is only a disguise of Huai Shi and a beacon when it is transferred. It can play the role of confusing the enemy. It is completely enough.

As for the need for tool people, he still has a bunch of tool people in Nibelung.

After Huai Shi's long wait and the birth of the source, after the red gloves and Qi Wen's question, the third tool man, the mountain ghost, finally extended under the sacred mark of Young Master.

But there are only four ghosts under the mountain ghost, and there are still quite a long time to wait until the nine are full.

However, this time after Huai Shi took the book of fate and photographed the head of the mountain ghost, the recorded personality turned out to be Fan Haixin.

To be precise, the fanatic who was recorded in the Stone of Sage of the Blue Crowned Dragon, was executed by the Inquisitor before he had ascended the Mayflower.

Purely in terms of combat effectiveness, he is the most capable of fighting in the Huai poetry corps-although compared to him is the old Yin Qiqi who confronts the pure scum and the red agent's current agent red gloves, but anyhow religion The rigorous education and training of the referee is not vegetarian, whether it is head-to-head confrontation, assassination, toxins, etc. is a good hand.

The only thing missing is that the belief is a bit overdone.

Even if it is already dead, this recorded personality still maintains the structure of the previous life, and the belief itself is an integral part of Fan Haixin's personality.

But when he had nothing to do with the pedigree of the Holy Spirit, this belief was inexplicable ... transferred to Huai Shi.

Unlike the red-gloved piety of Jin and Qi Wen ’s dog, Stanley Fan looks like a middle-aged priest. His expression is always serious and solemn. From time to time, he will come out of his mouth. ’.

When he made Huai Shi, he often wondered whether he was possessed by a lizardman, and he touched his head to confirm whether he had become a dog head again.

What do I say ... I heard a lot and it's pretty cool!

During this period, there is another good thing.

After a long period of research and control, Huai Shi finally touched the edge of the afterimage half a month after the college entrance examination.

To be precise, it finally sensed the faint pulse of the tiny source in the afterimage.

According to the instinct in Shao Siming's sacred mark, Huai Shi controlled his own soul, raised his hand to the Yin Soul five meters away, and after trying hard for half an hour like meditation, he finally failed to capture the source pulsation. The rhythm resonates with his own soul.

In an instant, Huai Shi was in front of a flower.

It didn't appear five meters away, but it was thrown out at a position of two and a half meters, hitting the wall and unable to pull it off.

Is it barely successful?

And the short distance of two and a half meters consumes one-fifth of the source material in his body-if the conventional sublimator is concerned, this is enough to squeeze them out.

After repeated exploration, Huai Shi found that the source quality and distance consumed actually had nothing to do with it, but rather his own proficiency in skills and his ability to control the source quality.

The essence of the afterimage jump is that through the sacred mark of the young commander, the body of Huai Shi is instantaneously transformed into a structure similar to the ghost, and the mass is so small that it can be neglected, and the short resonance between the sources , To achieve a leap from scratch.

In this process, the movement of the distance consumes less than one-fifth of the source quality. The real energy consumption part is the moment when the source is qualitative and the moment from the source qualitative return to the normal state. Source loss caused by changes.

In other words, if Huai Poetry can master this skill, in theory, Huai Poetry can achieve the conversion of source and material without any consumption.

But how is this possible.

Even in the most advanced alchemy laboratory, the source of this process can only be controlled to less than one-thousandth of the source loss, and after breaking away from the harsh experimental environment and many equipments, Huaixi can reach 10%. Extreme.

As for when to reduce the preparation time of the afterimage jump to within one minute, the distance is extended to one hundred meters ... then hehe.

Can only say that there is a long way to go.

After Huai Shi wasted another day without any progress, and when frustratingly crawling out of the basement, he saw the uncle's solemn and nervous expression.

"Master ..."

The old man was carrying letterhead: "Your notice is here!"

Huai Shi froze for a moment, then suddenly, waved and smiled: "What a big thing, why are you so excited?"

Uncle Fang's expression suddenly became more and more complicated. He raised his hand and raised the pile in his arms. At least there were more than fifty heavy letterheads: "But this pile ... all."

"What?"

Huai Shi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Half an hour later, he took a quick shower and returned to the reception room, sitting on the sofa, looking up at the pile of hills in front of him.

Check the signs and whereabouts on the envelope one by one.

incredible.

This is indeed a notice from various universities, but why are there so many?

"Yanjing University, Qingxia University, Dongxia Renmin University, Jinling Jiaotong University, Yuhang University ... Also, what is this?" Huaixi picked up a letter after finishing the top ten universities in China. Seeing the foreign letters, I became more and more at a loss: "Hengfu University of the Americas? Texas Tech? Leland University? Yingzhou Kyoto University? And ... Roman Empire University? Fuck ... what the **** is this?"

After Huai Shi finished all the letters, he discovered that all the top 50 universities in the world had sent notices to themselves.

He scratched his head and looked up to look at the lively crow: "Do you have any clues?"

"You ask me, how do I know?"

The crow smirked and said: "But I basically guessed ..."

"Guess what?" Huaixi puzzled.

The crow stopped talking.

Only Huai Shi looked down at the pile of letterheads on the table, raised his hand, and summoned the sacrificial knife. He casually grabbed a multinational express notice from Yingzhou Kyoto University, cut the envelope, and a thick book It slipped out inside and fell into the hands of Huai Shi.

The outermost layer is thick, hard-shelled paper with excellent workmanship, but the three big characters make Huai Shi's eyes jump.

—— ‘Degree’

After turning it over, you can see the name of Huai Shi at the front, which is also marked with Yingzhouxun reading notes to avoid mistakes, and a three-inch ID photo of Huai Shi. Huai Shi in the photo is looking at him with a look on his face. Huai poetry outside the photo.

Like him, he didn't know what happened.

Next to the name is the year, month, and day, then the official seal of Yingzhou University.

In the next line, the thick handwritten characters in the handwriting caused Huai Shi to doubt his life.

"The Faculty of Medicine of the Faculty of Science ... Dr. Specialized ... Graduated ... Degree ... Granted ..."

Huaixi lowered his head, looking at the last sign of his mentor who had not met his mother's signature and stamped it. He felt that the fantasy level of this world had exceeded his imagination.

If you have n’t reported to Yingzhou University before, just send a notice to yourself ......

——But this **** is not a diploma!

Throw it away, then grab another one.

American Ivy League Hengfu University, open ...

Um ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This time it's not a book, just a piece of paper fixed to myself in the frame, and the name of HUASHI is stamped on it, proving that this unlucky ghost who hasn't even come to school is the most Niu Ti graduated successfully from the Department of Physics.

Still a graduation certificate!

Yanjing University, Qingxia University, then Roman Empire University ...

After Huai Shi completed the fifty-three books, Huai Shi confronted the table full of graduation certificates, and suddenly found that he seemed to graduate from fifty-three universities in an instant.

Even forty-three doctors, 26 graduate students, astronomy and geography are all-perfect, and biochemical ring materials are not impossible!

It's a talent who hasn't met one in eight thousand years.

"I don't know if I am so good?"

Huai Shi raised his head and looked at the fat mother directly opposite him.

Fat Horse snorted innocently.