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Chapter 45 Ji Nian: Are you playing me?

"People from the fusion faction? Why are they here? They can't be another moth made by the training party, right?"

One question after another popped up in Ji Nian's mind.

But thinking of how many mistakes he said, he didn't dare to speak casually.

He just sat on the coffin as it was, and didn't even bother to lift his head.

But his appearance, in the eyes of everyone in the Fusion School, is "completely right":

That's how the official members usually treat them like this.

"Did Senior Bai send you here to help?"

Some fusion faction members couldn't help asking, and used the word "pai".

In his opinion, although Ji Nian is formidable, he is still at the entry level of card masters. He is only at the top of his class, and he is "billion points" better than them.

This kind of strength is naturally inferior to Bai Longfei's strength, which is conservatively estimated to be a platinum-level "wanted criminal", so the word "pai" is very appropriate to describe it.

"I think this so-called 'Senior Bai' is their 'Leading Dage'..."

Keen to capture this detail, Ji Nian caressed the mountain ghost Huaqian hanging around his neck, and said in his heart, "I just don't know where this person is now. If it's near here, it will be broken."

"But judging by their performance, there is a high probability that that person is not around."

In a moment of thought, Ji Nian decided to use the words from this group of people.

But he didn't know who this "Senior Bai" was at all, and he couldn't make up any decent words for a while, but suddenly remembered that this group of people seemed to be quite cold.

So I sat there quietly, crackling on my phone.

Years of code writing skills enabled him to quickly edit the ins and outs of the matter.

Then, in front of the peripheral members of the fusion faction, the edited information was sent to the WeChat messages of Su Wen and several classmates.

But after two full minutes, none of these people responded, which made him mutter in his heart.

"What's the situation? Play me?"

Unable to help frowning, he sent the copied text to the training group and Wei Ya's WeChat.

But the signal seems to be a bit bad at this moment. Once the message is sent out, there will be an extra rotating circle behind it.

Seeing this situation, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, but he had no choice but to temporarily put away his mobile phone, then raised his head slightly and glanced at the group of people, wondering whether this might be a test set for him by the trainer.

"If that's the case, then the way is too rough, right?"

As Ji Nianxin said, his eyes wandered over the street stalls that the other party was wearing that were covered with grass seeds.

"It's chilling enough, too."

He complained silently, and then began to think about whether he could clean them up by himself.

Fortunately, he was not dazzled by the victory just now, and he knew the answer was no just by simple analysis:

After the "Yin Soldier Crossing the Territory" and "Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk" just now, his Mental Energy has been consumed a lot, and it is a bit strenuous just to keep these evil spirits standing there honestly.

Of course, he can forcibly "fill the basket" by taking the Mental Energy potion, and then stand still for a while, head-to-head with the opponent.

But his intuition told him that it was better not to do that:

Not to mention the side effects caused by overdose of potions, this group of people is extremely troublesome just by looking at them

Even if their momentum is only a little stronger than the top students he just cleaned up...

"call."

After the brainstorm, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and then secretly mobilized the Yin soldiers who were still under command for the time being, and "protected" the students in front of him very intimately.

The fusion faction did not notice this:

As soon as they noticed Ji Nian's gaze, they lowered their heads in unison.

They all thought that Ji Nian was disgusted that he and others didn't have that glamorous uniform, and that they were not qualified to talk to him as a full-fledged member, so they kept silent, feeling a little embarrassed in their hearts.

But Niu Chuang, the only one in their group with a chatterbox attribute and a chance to break the dead silence, is now sketching Ji Nian's appearance just now in a small book, and has no time to talk.

This led to a very weird scene for a while.

Seeing this scene, the students who were being chained around were startled: This person has a gang, maybe he is not really a Fusionist?

But as time passed, they felt that Ji Nian and the group that appeared later seemed to be different.

"What the hell is going on here?"

When the students were thinking hard about the Meditation, the mobile phones in their pockets suddenly vibrated together.

Shen Fei, who had finally escaped from the pain of having her hair cut, now returned to her carefree appearance, as if those things had never happened.

Feeling the gradual loosening of the shackles on his hands, he, who was at the end of the "human wall", took out his mobile phone very naturally.

I saw that in the training group, a group friend named [Third Middle School 001 Ji Nian] just posted a short composition and tweeted all the members.

He subconsciously clicked in and took a look. He was a little careless at first, but after browsing the general content, his eyes almost didn't pop out.

"What the hell? This person is in the same class as us?!"

Shen Fei resisted the astonishment in his heart, tried to remain calm, turned his head calmly and aimed in Ji Nian's direction, and met his gaze.

Although the person in front of him was wearing a mask, he always felt that the face behind the mask must be smiling maliciously at this moment.

After all, this guy has defeated more than a dozen outstanding peers including himself in a very short period of time. Can he be proud?

"What's the boy's name?"

Facts have proved that Shen Fei seriously overestimated the status of himself and others in Ji Nian's heart.

Seeing his gaze, Ji Nian thought for a long time before he remembered that during the battle, someone seemed to have called him the name of "the red-haired bald brother".

"It seems to be called Shen Fei."

Thinking to himself, Ji Nian kept searching in the group list, and sure enough, he saw the familiar and flowing red hair on the profile picture of the account with the same name in the group.

After confirming the owner, he patted the other party directly in the group: "Hey, buddy, please pass on what I just sent to the classmates around you."

"If nothing else happens, I'm afraid these guys really belong to the Fusion faction."

"Although I don't know how they got in, as far as we are concerned, we have just experienced a big battle, and Mental Energy has been depleted. If we do not know the details of the opponent, the situation may get out of control."

"I thought about it, why not do this first: I tried my best to stabilize them with words, and you guys try to contact the outside world to see if you can seek help."

"If there is no news in another five minutes, then let's go together and try to take down this group of people with a fast break."

"I don't think it's a big problem."

A message has been sent.

Ji Nian put away his mobile phone and turned his attention to Niu Chuang who was writing and drawing.

(end of this chapter)