Global beast

Chu Yun is suffering, and he knows it.

He couldn't tell the other party that his contracted phantom pet inspired racial talents.

He ascended to heaven in one step and evolved into a level 7 legendary phantom pet, right?

It is even more impossible to tell the other party that his fantasy pet deserted him and defected!

"Haha, no, it's nothing!"

Chu Yun could only smile awkwardly, trying to cover up the matter.

"Ah, by the way, do you know which class we are assigned to?"

He was so anxious that he quickly found a topic to ask.

"Ah? Aren't we from the special recruitment class?"

Chu Yun's question successfully diverted Liu Ling'er's attention, but as the other party asked in return.

He immediately became confused again.

Special recruitment class? What the hell? He has never heard of it!

"Uh, haha. I know, I'm just wondering where our class is! Yes, it's taught there!"

Chu Yun's mind turned around and he thought of a problem.

"Oh, is it this? I know, we have a special classroom in the south area of ​​the college."

Liu Ling'er didn't doubt that he was there and directly told what she knew.

"oh oh."

Chu Yun nodded calmly on the surface, but deep down he was suspicious.

What on earth is this [Shenwu Academy Admission Letter] that guy Lin Zhu gave me?

It seems like this admission letter is a little unusual...

What Chu Yun didn't know was that after he officially came to Shenwu Academy to register with this admission letter.

【Hailong】The base city is located in the villa area in the center of the city.

In a villa to the left, a young man was venting his emotions with a ferocious expression.

The surrounding area was full of various pieces of furniture or furnishings that had been smashed to pieces.

"Trash! They're all trash!"

"You dare to snatch my things! I want to see who used that admission letter!"

"Uncle Qing! Check for me, whose hands the admission letter ended up in!"

"Yes, Master!"

In the corner of the villa hall, a thin old man dressed as a butler walked out and bowed there.

"I want that guy to know that not just anyone can take away what belongs to me from Ling Aotian!"

The young man stood there coldly and proudly.

...

The so-called entrance ceremony was beyond Chu Yun's expectation.

When he and Liu Ling'er arrived at the college hall, they found that someone was already sitting there.

There were not many people. In the huge auditorium that could seat thousands of people, there were only 6 people sitting here and there!

Seeing the arrival of the two of them, several people sitting turned their heads and looked towards them.

Liu Ling'er, who had a somewhat weak personality, subconsciously hid beside Chu Yun.

"New here? Just find an empty place to sit."

Among the six people sitting there, a young man with a slightly stout figure and a shaved head saw Chu Yun and the two coming.

He grinned and said to the two of them.

Seeing this, Chu Yun nodded politely to him, gently pulled Liu Ling'er aside and glanced at the seat in front of him.

Finally, under the curious and scrutinizing eyes of everyone, the two of them came to a corner and sat down.

Liu Ling'er was pulled by Chu Yun along the way, and the blush on her face never stopped.

Especially the hand held by Chu Yun, for some reason, it always felt a little hot in the palm of his hand.

Not long after Chu Yun and the two sat down, six more people came one after another.

People who came later saw other people sitting scattered in various places inside, and they all thought about it and found an empty seat to sit alone.

But there were also people who walked towards the people who had arrived earlier and sat next to them. It seemed that both of them were acquaintances.

In this way, the auditorium is so large that it can seat thousands of people.

There were only 14 of them in total, and they were spread out like a spreading flower.

Wait until the number of people reaches 14.

Less than half an hour passed, and no new people arrived.

Everyone sat patiently in their seats, except Chu Yun and Liu Ling'er who sat together in the clubhouse.

Only in the front corner were two young men and women, who were obviously brother and sister, sitting together.

Others were sitting in their seats, some closing their eyes and concentrating, while others were looking around boredly at the people in the venue.

As if feeling Chu Yun's gaze, the fat man had been looking at everyone around him with interest from the beginning.

She grinned at him and nodded in greeting.

Chu Yun nodded, then looked away.

"That is the Shen family's worries."

Before he could turn around and come back, Liu Ling'er's light voice came to his ears.

"Do you know him?" Chu Yun looked at the girl next to him in surprise.

"Well, my grandfather knew his grandfather."

Liu Ling'er faced Chu Yun's gaze and turned her face slightly to the side with some shyness.

Over there, Shen You looked at Chu Yun and Liu Ling'er with their heads down and whispering.

Suspicions about Chu Yun's identity couldn't help but flash through his mind.

"Who is that boy? Why is he so close to the princess of the Liu family?!"

"Ahem."

While everyone was waiting, on the stage of the synagogue.

I don't know when a figure suddenly stood there, facing the crowd and coughing softly.

Attracted everyone's attention.

Chu Yun turned around and found that the person who suddenly appeared was an old man who looked a little ruined.

He was wearing a white Mao suit that had obviously been washed, and his black and white hair, which was messy and messy like a bird's nest, lay on his head.

The beard on his face looked like it hadn't been cleaned in months, and it was rooted in piles on both sides of his chin and cheeks.

At a cursory glance, apart from being sloppy, the only impression left on people is his bright, lightbulb-like eyes.

"Okay, everyone who is supposed to come has arrived, and those who haven't come will be treated as disqualified." After the old man finished speaking, he lightly snapped his fingers on the stage.

"Pa~!"

The door of the synagogue slowly began to close.

"Wait a moment!"

At the last moment when the door of the synagogue was closed, a rapid voice came from outside the door.

Unfortunately, the owner of that voice was obviously a step too late.

"Since you are late, you must be aware of being late and be prepared to bear the consequences!"

The old man ignored the shouts from the people outside the door and stood on the stage and said coldly.

"This is also the first lesson I teach you! Do you remember?"

Without waiting for everyone in the audience to answer, the old man continued directly.

"Okay, let me introduce myself first. Xu Lang, I am your teaching director for the next three years. You can call me whatever you want. Call me Old Man Xu, Old Xu, or Sloppy Xu."

Xu Lang looked at the fourteen people in the audience with a smile. There seemed to be a thread of flesh hanging on his yellowed teeth.

"Of course, as for whether I like it or not, and whether I will beat you up because of your name, that's a different matter!"

Everyone who was still thinking that the dean was a bit weird heard this last sentence.

At that moment, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and looked at the old man on the stage with some uncertainty.

If you address someone wrong, you will be beaten up?!

What kind of crazy logic is this?!

[Author’s digression]: It’s not easy to write a new book, please support me in any way!