Apocalyptic Forecast

"teacher?"

Huai Shi was numb.

He stalked from the sofa and looked at the old ghost in front of him: "When did you become my teacher?"

"University is a place for knowledge, Huai Shi. Time is short! Do you want to spend four years?"

The headmaster grinned and looked at the young man on the couch: "Besides, as a predecessor to the book of destiny, a world-renowned educator, is there anyone more suitable for this identity than me?"

With that said, his eyebrows were slightly raised: "I have a hunch that we will have a wonderful time in the past four years!"

"It will be a wonderful fart!"

Huai Shi was furious: "Did you not learn Chinese well?"

"Oh, I'm a substitute professor and archaeologist in the history of advanced mathematics and philosophy-do you want to see my degree certificate in Dongxia language? It must be better than a high school student."

Huai Shi couldn't help but sneer: "It's a coincidence, do you want to see my fifty diplomas from world famous schools?"

"But there is no linguistics in it," Russell reminded.

"..."

Huaishi got stuck.

Although he wanted to refute him saying that you fart, but think about it carefully, it seems that ... it seems ... really?

"Don't think about it, really."

Russell whistled. "I sent it to you. I know it too well."

"So what are you going to do?"

Huai Shi was all angry. "Why do you say so much nonsense, killing or sterning, can't you be happier?"

"Not so exaggerated."

Russell waved his hand and thought for a moment, then said seriously: "I just think that I should be responsible for you."

"Don't introduce! We have no grudges in the past and no hatred in recent days. It's the first time we even met. Don't be irresponsible!"

In the paralyzed state, Huai Shi's head shook like a rattle.

Scared.

Whoever is responsible for this Pharaoh's Eighth, who really fell for eight lifetimes!

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Russell hugged the cat and waved his hand generously: "The Tower of Ivory is also my own speech. If young people have different opinions, you can also put forward it. Do I still hate you because you refuted my face?

With that said, he looked down at Huai Shi, looking forward to the next reply.

"--Don't you want to?"

Huai Shi rolled his eyes, completely ignoring him.

"Then since everyone has no opinion, this is the case."

So, after a fair and democratic resolution, Russell clapped cleverly and settled it.

Then he put away the six machine guns that were about to poke Huai Shi's head. Holding the cat in his arms, he threw it on Huai Shi.

With a bang.

Huai Shi couldn't move yet. He only felt a punch in his stomach.

His face instantly turned green.

Why is this cat so heavy?

Pharaoh **** me!

"Well, let me meet you as a teacher." Russell said with a smile.

"Meeting ceremony?" Huai Shi struggled a little, propping up a little from the sofa, looking at the fat cat in his arms, frowning: "Just send a cat? Too picky!"

"Speak to it with respect."

Russell shook his head to remind, "It's very cold. If you anger it, it might give you a face ..."

Before he had finished speaking, he saw that the cat had been very intimately lying in Huai Shi's arms, caressed by Huai Shi randomly, and shaking his small head against his hand.

After crawling up and licking two on his face, the two paws had happily stepped on the milk on Huai Shi's stomach.

Happy meowing.

"Isn't it cute and well-kneaded!"

Huaixi raised the orange cat with both hands and looked down: "Oh, still a big girl ... where is it cold? By the way, what did you just say?"

Russell's expression was a little complicated.

Recalling his tragic past that had been scratched on his face for several times, there was a mouthful of mothers who said nothing.

And Huai Shi lifted the cat, finally feeling a little happy: "What's its name?"

""War and Peace"."

"What?"

"Yes, it is" War and Peace "."

Russell sighed: "When the ideal country is not divided, there are many unwilling and lonely things like records that will choose their favorite heavenly genealogy members, enter into contracts, and become partners and companions with each other. Just like" Flying King "and Orton," Gone with the Wind like Ms. Chasher— "

Along with Russell's words, the orange cat in the hands of Huai Shi became a broken classic. Even the cover is incomplete, and the content inside is even more vague.

"Only half?" Huai Shi frowned.

"Yes, of the records unearthed and rescued from the wreckage of the kingdom of heaven at that time, it was the most pitiful one-not even one-third of it now, dying, and after so many years, it has not recovered." Russell lamented. But now it is out of danger anyway, I hope you can return to the old days in your hands. "

The torn book turned into a fat cat again. Four paws were pulled on the body of Huai Shi, as if afraid that Huai Shi would leave it here.

So Huai Shi was helpless for a while.

Okay, just raise a cat. There is such a big horse at home. Isn't there a cat food missing?

"I hope you do n’t eat much."

Huaixi rubbed its head and no longer objected: "Is there anything to pay attention to?"

"Because there are only half of the books, its nature is difficult to stabilize. You have to remember this:" It will change from time to time.

The color in the normal state does not matter, but when it becomes a black cat, it is in a state of war, and when it becomes a white cat, it is in a state of peace-but this is actually regular. "

Russell urged, “Usually it ’s the‘ War Code ’every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, with its own wide-ranging offensive gains, and the‘ Peace Treaty ’of February 4, 4.6, which can apply a recovery aura to the group.”

"What about Sunday?" Huaixi asked.

"It's closed on Sunday."

Russell shrugged: "You can't expect a cat to go to work every day, right?"

Holidays are OK on Sunday.

Huaishi looked at the fat cat in front of him and began to think: Is this thing a little French descent?

"Okay, don't read it."

Russell waved his hand: "Look home and take a look."

"..."

Huai Shi froze for a long time, scratching his head, a little unsure: "Is this done?"

"Otherwise? Kill you?"

Russell seemed to be amused and glanced over: "That is indeed the easiest way, and ... I used to want to kill you, Huai Shi."

The calm eyes looked at Huai Shi's scalp for a while.

Can't help but move back a little.

But Russell paused and shook his head self-deprecatingly: "But even killing you is useless, isn't it?

When the ideal country was still there, I started working at the age of fourteen to become its recorder, dreaming about the day when I dreamed.

Even after the fall of heaven, I never gave up seeking. But until now, it has not chosen me. "

He said, "I have lost."

"Since those glorious times have passed, why should I be attached to the joy of the past, so I can't hold on to my face?"

"If it was forty years earlier, I might be able to consider how to rebuild the ideal country, clean up the mess, and restore the old outlook.

But now I do n’t have that much energy anymore. Even if I ’m idle, how do I think about what I ’m thinking about every day in the ivory tower to build the world ’s largest swimwear paradise, where hot girls in bikinis laugh for 24 hours Running under the sun.

When I die on the beach chair, there will be a lot of big-chested female students wiping tears for the passing of the idol ... how beautiful. Why waste the last time of life after wasting a lifetime for meaningless things? "

The old man turned his head and stared at Huai Shi, calmly telling him: "That's all you should face, isn't it?"

Huai Shi was silent and could not answer.

In all fairness, Huai Shi himself knew how ridiculous his existence was to Russell. And how huge and painful Russell's efforts were.

But the ideal country is still broken, after all, just to maintain the ivory tower to continue, it is almost exhausting his life time and effort.

Even Huai Shi himself felt that even with his whole life, I am afraid that he could not clean up the endgames and problems represented by the book of destiny.

Not to mention rebuilding that glorious ideal country.

He could feel Russell's confusion.

As early as the beginning, Huai Shi felt fear and fear for the existence of the book of destiny, and could not wait to get rid of this overly dangerous and overly heavy mission.

But with the follow-up experience ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ his ideas gradually changed.

And until countless cycles and trials in the Vientiane celestial sphere, even though no detailed memories have been left, Huai poetry gradually no longer contradicts the meaning it represents.

Just after Russell broke through the biggest secret of Huai Shi, the owner of the Tower of Tooth, this authentic old-time crowned person, didn't think that he wanted to surrender the book of destiny, but the net of death.

Knowing that moment, he realized in a sudden that the book of destiny had become an indispensable part of his life.

It's hard to divide anymore.

"It seems that you want to understand something."

Russell laughed softly: "It's always a good thing to have an understanding. I hope you will continue to maintain this determination in the future."

Following his words, the leaving elevator opened again behind Huai Shi.

But Huai Shi did not move.

Hesitating, he suddenly asked, "Don't you want to see it?"

For a moment, Russell's shoulder twitched slightly.

The old man turned his back to him, after all, he didn't look back.

"No." He said, "It's not necessary anymore ..."

With that, Russell raised his head and looked up at the unreal projection above the sky dome. "I can see it here every day, there is nothing strange-do you see it today, Huai poetry?"

"Huh." Huai Shi nodded.

"Very well, you should go, Huaishi." He waved his hand. "The new teacher is not qualified to stay here for too long. I want to watch it for a while and I won't give you away."

Before leaving, Huai Shi finally looked back at the lonely back under the complicated matrix, and said nothing more.

The elevator doors closed.

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