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Zhao Guangli calmed down his emotions.

He looked towards the top of the screen.

Currently, there is a four-star mission hanging high above.

"Cleaning the first floor of the solitary room...are you interested?"

Chen Zhi asked.

"Of course, this task is very challenging." Zhao Guangli held the black box in his hand: "I really want to give it a try."

Go to the solitary room to clean up. This task seems simple.

Cleaning is not difficult, it can even be said to be simple.

The difficulty mainly lies in... location.

That is, the confinement room.

The confinement room of Tianxuyuan is one of the restricted areas of Tianxuyuan. It is generally forbidden to open to students.

In fact, a solitary room can be equated to a cage.

It is said that there are a large number of extremely terrifying monsters imprisoned inside, capable of turning the human world upside down and shattering the illusions of ordinary people.

Monsters, abnormal humans, lunatics, you name it.

As long as you enter it, the demon factor in the human body will increase under the influence of various monsters, and your emotions will become morbid, extreme, and even lose your mind. Even weaker teachers will be affected by it, let alone

He is an ordinary student.

"Courage is commendable."

Chen Zhi gave a thumbs up: "Seven credits, good salary, I believe in you."

Zhao Guangli looked at Chen Zhi thoughtfully, then shook his head.

Walk forward.

Touch the screen lightly.

"Who is that guy!"

"He...what is he doing?"

"Four-star mission, cleaning the solitary room?"

"Isn't he looking for death?"

The safety of students will never be guaranteed within Tianquyuan. If a student dies during the execution of a mission, if there is no premeditated interference from hostile forces, his death will be in vain.

"The first-year freshman, Zhao Guangli."

"He is the one who defeated the Jade in the World and won the first place in the Death Battle in Heaven."

"That's the guy who killed the direct descendants of the Marr family and the Wilder family."

Someone whispered.

"This year's Rookie King... is really arrogant."

"He's not dead yet, which is really unexpected."

On the screen above, the four-star task of cleaning the solitary room has been prompted to be picked up by Zhao Guangli.

"President Wen, is this the new king of the freshman class?"

On the top floor of the teaching building in the distance, someone looked towards the circular square.

A handsome man with blond hair looked down, with a solemn and serious expression on his face.

Wen Yangxiu's expression was decent and generous: "Vice President McGillis Farid, yes, what do you think?"

"Being able to defeat Song Tingyu at this time is certainly very strong."

The boy known as McGillis has a serious face.

"It's a pity that in the battle of death, everyone knew that Song Tingyu's knight liberation ability is [King's Command]. Once he is promoted to a formal or higher level, the power of this ability will be completely released. Song Clan's

As the eldest son, I am afraid he can really be compared with those in the legend."

Wen Yangxiu held the teacup and blew it gently.

McGillis Farid.

A sophomore at Tianqi Academy and vice president of the student union.

It is also one of the few current second-year students in the Tianxu Academy who has reached the powerful formal level.

Wen Yangxiu has always admired this boy.

Work seriously and behave impeccably.

Wen Yuanxiu knew very well that if one really wanted to talk about management ability, McGillis would be slightly better than him.

It's a pity... In this world, ability may be important, but it is definitely not the only one.

It is said that before graduation, many powerful forces are already recruiting this boy, this boy with a bright future and clear eyes.

"Song Tingyu is a jade in the world, with the attitude of a king...it is also a matter of course that he is from a prominent family and is powerful."

Wen Yangxiu's voice was gentle.

McGillis shook his head: "I have a different point of view from you, President."

"oh?"

Wen Yangxiu put down the tea cup, his eyes filled with interest.

"There are many types of human beings' strength, including their own strength and the strength of their own conditions."

"Song Tingyu was born into a noble family. As a knight, he has the best weaponry and martial arts skills. As for Zhao Guangli, he was born into a commoner in a small town on the border of humanity. The resources of the two are not equal."

"But if Zhao Guangli can win, it means that he himself is more powerful than Song Tingyu."

"Song Tingyu is strong because of his noble status."

"And Zhao Guangli is strong because of himself. The reason is...different."

There was a calm meaning in Wen Yangxiu's eyes: "Vice President McGillis, be careful...I could pretend not to hear what you just said, but if someone else hears it...your future can easily be frustrated. After all,

, I am also a noble."

"The alliance is controlled by nobles and is comparable to gods. This is a fact that cannot be violated."

There was not much expression on McGillis' handsome face: "Can't..."

"Is it really impossible to... disobey?"

………………

Tianqiyuan.

Confinement room.

To be precise, it is a small attic with a dark atmosphere deep in Tianqiyuan.

To enter this area, you must show your handwriting, which is the certificate for accepting the mission.

In the small pavilion outside the attic, an old man wearing solid black clothes and almost dying of old age took out the key and opened the door for Zhao Guangli.

"After entering, talk less and do more."

"No matter what existence communicates with you, do not respond."

Zhao Guangli held the black box and looked at the attic in front of him.

He vaguely felt that the eyes of the old man in black seemed to be the way he looked at a dead person.

As a guard of the solitary room, the old man in black is indeed watching over the dead.

The mission of the confinement room is basically tailor-made for second-year formal students who are in urgent need of credits. Due to the pollution in the confinement room, the demon factor in the body of the professional will increase dramatically, and it will take a lot of money to get the credits.

Trying to reduce the demon factor in your body is almost useless.

And the trainee level...

There are stupid guys like this every year. After all, the students of Tianxun Academy are all top geniuses.

But the more talented you are, the easier it is to make fools.

"Is this the first one this semester...hohohoho."

There was no smile on the old man's face. He coughed twice and returned to the small pavilion.

Zhao Guangli raised his head, looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and determined the time.

Chen Zhi told Zhao Guangli half an hour ago that he was going to the underground [Palace] of Tianxunyuan to watch the Dark Fighting Ranking Tournament.

The fish-eyed girl probably had such a character that she was afraid of chaos in the world. In just a few days, Zhao Guangli had already roughly understood it.

As for now, it is Zhao Guangli's own business.

The confinement room in Tianqiyuan.

"The demonic aura that has condensed into a physical entity is about to come out. Just standing outside will make you feel terrified and anxious... Hey, are you really sure you want to go in?"

Su Lin's eyes showed caution.

[Goddess of Vengeance] trembled slightly, and the sea dragon string gently emitted a pleasant sound.

"certainly……"

Zhao Guangli whispered softly.

"After all...this is part of the deal."