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The sudden appearance of transfer student Hei Xuan made Feng Qi realize that the fish had taken the bait.

In the old school, there were transfer students every year, but they generally chose other majors. Field studies was too boring. Except for the Lord of the Mist, there had been no transfer students for more than ten years.

This Hei Xuan is obviously a member sent by the Psychic Clan to find out.

Another thing that can be proved is that his name is "Hei Xuan", and the name of the shadow that controls the Science and Technology Research Institute is Hei Lin.

Ethnic groups in the domain world generally have only one surname, and few have multiple surnames.

Feng Qi now even suspects that the psychic tribe has discovered the true identity of the Lord of Mist.

Otherwise, with the background of the psionic tribe, they would not come here specifically to contact an outstanding talent.

After all, the psionic race with the Holy Spirit's consciousness library has become all geniuses, and the only thing that limits their development is the number of resources and miraculous items.

Only special geniuses like the Lord of the Mist are exceptions.

Feng Qi doesn't know what the purpose of the Psychic Tribe is in recruiting potential races, but previous intelligence can prove that the Lord of the Mist is the first candidate target for the Psychic Tribe to recruit potential races.

The next few days were uneventful.

Hei Xuan did not deliberately come into contact with them except for normal classes.

This is somewhat different from Feng Qi's expected development.

But he knew that Hei Xuan would definitely come to contact him, otherwise why would he choose to come to the Old School at this time.

The current lurking is most likely to detect other information to ensure that there will be no surprises during contact.

These latent forces are always cautious.

While waiting for the situation to develop, Feng Qi did not miss studying.

Viewed from another perspective, domain knowledge is actually not boring. It is like reading part of the history of other races, from which you can learn a lot of new knowledge.

The boring part of the field studies major mainly comes from various examinations, which require a lot of memorization of content.

Interest is the first driving force, and it is impossible for the senior officials of the old school not to know this.

However, as the knowledge in the field continues to increase, there is so much content to learn that many people may not be able to finish it in their lifetime. The cramming method of learning has become the most effective way to catch up.

As for the future, the direction of domain studies has gradually changed to a classification model.

In the future, students in each class of field studies will only need to study one of the classified majors in field studies to reduce stress.

These classified majors have been opened, but they have not been fully implemented due to many restrictions.

This session of theirs is also a session of testing new models in the field.

In the evening of this day, Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist were on their way back to the dormitory after dinner.

It's early autumn, and the heat of summer has faded.

The sweet-scented osmanthus trees on both sides of the main road are already lush and lush. A gust of wind blows, the branches sway, and the tiny light yellow petals fall down, and the fragrance is refreshing.

"Aqi, I don't understand why you insist on studying the field. Staying here is a waste of time... I said that the future is grim, and we should seize the time to plan for the future instead of staying here."

Listening to the mist lord's earnest persuasion, Feng Qi grinned:

"I understand, but you also know that I don't even know what race I am now. Domain studies may help me find the race...even if I may be the last member of my race."

After hearing these words, the Lord of Mist's eyes flickered, and finally he nodded helplessly:

"Okay, I will accompany you through this period of your academic career, and you will accompany me to the top in the future."

"This is my good brother!"

In the mist lord's disgusted expression, Feng Qi stepped forward and hooked the mist lord's shoulders, and walked shoulder to shoulder towards the dormitory building.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside them.

Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist immediately turned around and found that the person arriving was none other than Hei Xuan.

"Classmate, what's the matter?" the Lord of Mist asked expressionlessly.

"Can we talk?"

"What's the matter?"

"Can you lend me a moment?" Hei Xuan looked friendly and looked at Feng Qi.

"If you have anything to say, say it directly. He doesn't need to avoid it."

Seeing that Hei Xuan intended for Feng Qi to avoid it, the Lord of Mist immediately frowned.

"In that case, let's take him with us. Let's talk somewhere else." With that said, Hei Xuan turned and walked towards the playground.

But the Lord of Mist obviously had no intention of following. He looked at Feng Qi and said:

"Ignore him, let's go back to the dormitory."

Just as the Lord of Mist was about to walk towards the dormitory, Hei Xuan suddenly turned back, looked at the Lord of Mist, smiled and said:

"Mist clan?"

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking towards the playground.

Hearing this title, the Lord of Mist's body was obviously shaken, and his expression looked a little unbelievable.

Feng Qi also pretended to be shocked at this time.

After a brief hesitation, the Lord of Mist spoke decisively:

"We have been exposed. Let's follow him first to see what his purpose is."

Along the way, the Lord of the Mist looked uncertain, his eyes flickering, and he was obviously extremely uneasy about the exposure of his identity.

Feng Qi can understand this.

The character of the Lord of Mist determines that he likes to control the development of the situation in his own hands. Once an uncontrollable situation occurs, he will be alert and anxious.

At this time, the Lord of Mist turned to look at him with a worried expression:

"Aqi, it's not that I don't want to stay in the old school with you. If the situation gets out of control, I think we have to leave here early. You also come with me. It's very unsafe to stay here."

"Okay." Feng Qi nodded immediately.

Following Hei Xuan to a deserted corner of the playground, Hei Xuan turned around and looked at the Lord of Mist, with a warm smile on his face.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose in finding me?" the Lord of Mist asked expressionlessly.

"We are not strangers to each other, so your true identity must be the current leader of the Mist Clan, right? My people should have contacted you in advance when you came to the human world."

"Psychic tribe?!" The Lord of Mist said in surprise at this time.

Feng Qi, who was standing aside, was not surprised when he heard that the two parties recognized each other's identities.

The Lord of the Mist had been in contact with the Psychic Race since his arrival, and he had known this news many times before.

At that time, the monk told him that there was a piece of information in the news that the psionic clan had sent back to the clan.

Among them, the Lord of the Mists was mentioned.

Perhaps the Psychic Tribe had the idea of ​​recruiting the Mist Lord at that time, but at that time, the Mist Lord had not yet been perfectly integrated with the rules of this world, and could not leave the field at all. Even recruiting them would have no meaning.

The reason why the current Lord of the Mist can move freely outside depends on the "miraculous will" in his body to help him forcefully adapt to the rules of this world while repairing his injuries.

Hei Xuan nodded and acknowledged his identity as a member of the Psychic Tribe.

After being briefly surprised, the Lord of the Mist suddenly asked:

"Are you looking for me to take revenge?"

Hei Xuan immediately shook his head after hearing these words:

"Don't get me wrong, although we are feuding, and the Psionic Tribe was enslaved by your Mist Tribe for a while, but that was in the past after all. We Psionic Tribe understand the law of the jungle, and the weak will be bullied, even if there was no Mist Tribe at that time , we will still become the slaves of another powerful tribe, even for food."

"Don't be so false. I don't believe there is a race that doesn't hold grudges. Even if there is, a race without blood cannot have a future... At that time, I felt strange. When I was at my weakest, why was the member of the psychic tribe who passed by wrong? I took action, and now I think that I have already had thoughts about me." The Lord of Mist curled his lips at this time.

Hei Xuan heard this and showed an undeniable smile:

"So be it."

"Tell me, what's the purpose of looking for me?"

"I hope you can be loyal to my psychic race."

"Fuck your mother!"

Upon hearing these words, the Lord of Mist suddenly widened his eyes.

Feng Qi on the side also felt ashamed.

He had already expected the reaction of the Lord of Mist.

This is undoubtedly an insult to him, and besides, the Psychic Tribe was once a force enslaved by the Mist Tribe. This is simply a shame among humiliations.

Hei Xuan was not surprised by the reaction of the Lord of Mist, but said calmly:

"Don't be angry. I still remember that when I was a child, my parents used you to threaten me when I was disobedient. In my impression, you are a smart man. You should know that today is different from the past. You are no longer the leader of the Mist Clan back then. You are now The Mist Tribe has also lost its former glory.”

Hei Xuan's words in an understatement obviously hurt the Lord of Mist.

But the Lord of Mist's expression softened, and he said coldly:

"What if I refuse?"

"Why refuse? For dignity? This thing seems meaningless to me. Even if it is indeed important to you, only the living life is qualified to fight for dignity, right?"

Before the Lord of Mist could reply, Hei Xuan continued:

"Perhaps before you refuse, you can first understand the benefits that our clan can give you."

"Talk about it."

At this time, the Lord of Mist seemed extremely calm.

"According to the information in my hand, you encountered obstacles when you were trying to cross the world passage. You are the only one left in your Mist Clan. We can promise to help you rebuild the Mist Clan, and even... resurrect your people in the future. "

This sentence has great lethality to the Lord of Mist.

But the Lord of the Mist remained calm and said in an indifferent tone:

"I can also make a blank check. As long as you psychic clan are loyal to me, I guarantee that you will be able to weather the storm in the future. How about this deal?"

"How about you resurrect my people first and then talk about loyalty?"

Hei Xuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"We can't resurrect your tribe for the time being, but we already have a clear direction. This is a project we are working on, but I promise it will be realized sooner or later... In addition to resurrecting your tribe, our psychic tribe can also I will give you a lot of resources to improve your strength."

"I seem to be able to tell from your words that your psychic race is very strong now?"

"Perhaps not weaker than the Mist Tribe at its peak!" Hei Xuan said this in a calm tone, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Hearing these words, the Lord of Mist could not conceal his surprise.

The Mist Tribe has a long history, and its peak period was when the ancestor who founded the Mist Tribe was still there.

At that time, the Ancestor of the Mist had mastered part of the power of the Pillar Gods, established a force that swept across multiple worlds, and had a huge territory. That was the most glorious moment for the Mist tribe.

But after their ancestor was injured in a fight with a mysterious strongman, the Mist Tribe entered a period of decline.

From being a powerful force that controls several realm-level worlds, it has retreated step by step to the second-level world of the spiritual realm. The descendants of the Mist Tribe who have lost their ancestors simply cannot hold on to the country established by their ancestors.

Hearing Hei Xuan say that the current Psychic Tribe might be comparable to the peak Mist Tribe back then, the first thought in the Mist Lord's mind was to laugh, but by observing the changes in Hei Xuan's expression, he gradually realized that Hei Xuan might No kidding.

"Do you know the strength of my Mist Clan at its peak?" the Mist Lord asked tentatively.

"I have a general understanding through historical records. At that time, my psychic tribe was a subordinate slave tribe of your Mist tribe, and I witnessed the peak of your Mist tribe."

These words made the Lord of the Mist realize that the psionic people who came to the human world in advance might have grown to a situation that he could not imagine.

But at the same time, many doubts emerged in his mind, so he looked at Hei Xuan and asked:

"Since the Psychic Race has developed to such a stage, why do you need my allegiance anymore? With your strength, it doesn't matter if you have one more me or one less me, right?"

"It's different. Your potential is limitless."

"Potential?" The Lord of Mist looked confused.

"Your body contains the blood of your ancestors who once gained the power of the Pillar God. This part of the blood may still be in a latent state. Our clan can find a way to activate it and bring you unlimited growth potential!"

"What benefits will this bring to you?"

"Our clan's current situation is quite special. We need a group of potential races to perform some tasks for us that we cannot try ourselves, and these tasks cannot expose our clan's identity. Now cultivating strong people is our only way."

"Tell me more about it?"

"You will know that the premise is that you agree to my request. Loyalty to our clan is undoubtedly a shortcut to growth for you who are now down and out. As long as you agree, our clan can immediately start supporting you."

"Don't say it so nice. You will definitely find a way to restrict me from betraying. This method will most likely imprison me forever. No matter how strong I become, I will never be able to break away from your control." The Lord of Mist said coldly. road.

After hearing these words, Hei Xuan was silent for a few seconds and then said:

"Shortcuts always come with a price, and we don't want to be betrayed by a strong man we have trained with our own hands... But for you, there may be some exceptions. We appreciate you very much. As long as you can achieve the ultimate goal we need, you can give us The freedom you want.”

"Another bad check?"

"Don't worry, the way we control you is a miraculous artifact. It will take effect from the moment it is signed. Neither you nor I can betray the contents of the contract, otherwise we will definitely be killed by the rules."

"Miracle object?"

Hei Xuan nodded at this moment, and with a wave of his hand, nearly transparent barriers were created out of thin air. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the image suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw an ancient scroll appearing on the image.

It was filled with twisted bloody words, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

"This contract scroll allows the contract signer to be supervised by the rules. Once the contract is violated, he will be killed by the rules."

Looking at the simple scroll in the image, the Lord of Mist was slightly speechless and said:

"You don't want me to believe it just based on a video record, do you?"

Hei Xuan frowned at this moment, then relaxed his brows and looked toward the Lord of Mist and said:

"In that case, come with me... Do you want to take him with you?" Hei Xuan said and turned to look at Feng Qi who was standing aside.

"Of course!" The Lord of Mist nodded firmly.

Hei Xuan heard this, turned to look at Feng Qi, and said slightly curiously:

"I checked your information. Your name is Feng Qi and you are from Star City. The information about you in the database is very clean. I once suspected that you were a human. It was not until I saw a piece of video data sent by Star City that I realized that you are also from our country. The world...it seems that your people have been planning for a long time in order to penetrate human society."

"What information?" Feng Qi, who had a clear understanding in his heart, asked deliberately.

"The Domain Alliance in Star City investigated your information, and they sent some information about you, which actually shows what you looked like when you exposed your true form."

"I see. It seems I didn't hide it deeply enough." Feng Qi said calmly.

"Which world are you from?"

"Don't ask me, I have lost my memory and have forgotten many things." Feng Qi shook his head decisively.

Hei Xuan, who heard these words, did not ask further questions, but looked at the Lord of Mist again:

"I'm not interested in him, but I'm curious about your relationship with him? Why are you with him?"

"You don't have to worry about it. Where are you going next? Do you need to ask for leave?" The Lord of Mist couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"No need, just wait a moment."

As he spoke, a golden leaf mark appeared on Hei Xuan's forehead, and his long golden hair danced in the wind, and then a translucent tentacle made of golden energy stretched out from his forehead.

The tentacles extended in the air, and suddenly the tip pierced into the air and disappeared.

"Take me back." Hei Xuan suddenly looked into the air and said.

"Elder Xuan, wait a moment."

A voice appeared out of thin air, and then the space around them began to fluctuate and distort.

More than ten minutes later, a black spot suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qi's eyes.

The black spots quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, completely submerging his vision. A strong sense of weightlessness hit him, making him tense up.

He could clearly feel a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions.

But this feeling only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing, and he was surrounded by translucent bubbles that emerged from nowhere and protected him from external pressure.

Immediately afterwards, the blackness in front of his eyes quickly faded. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Feng Qi found that they were no longer in the school playground, but had been teleported to a strange place.

What appears in front of you is a square.

About the size of several football fields, there are various strange-shaped buildings located here. In the center of the square, there is a golden tree more than ten meters high, which is completely made of golden energy, and there are countless blood vessels laying above it. Peristaltic energy transport devices are connected.

The floor of the square is paved with crystal clear tiles, and when you lower your head you can clearly see the liquid spiritual energy flowing inside.

This place is like a spiritual energy processing factory, and you can feel the rich spiritual energy pouring into your body when you breathe.

"Space teleportation?" The Lord of Mist said solemnly at this time.

"To be precise, it's fixed-point transmission in space. We only need one spatial coordinate to bring our people back to various areas. This is one of them."

"I somewhat believe what you said before."

When Hei Xuan heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and then he walked towards the platform not far away:

"Come with me."

When Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist saw this, they immediately followed behind.

Arriving in front of the platform, Hei Xuan stretched out his hand and brushed the platform. The golden platform suddenly sank, and then a platform made entirely of energy rose up. A simple contract scroll was placed in the center of the platform.

"I guess you also know something about miraculous items. You can check them out at will." Hei Xuan said, turning sideways to give up his position.

The Lord of Mist did not hesitate, came to stand in front of the scroll, and began to look at it carefully.

Feng Qi also stepped forward to look at the ancient scroll.

There is no difference between the scroll and the one seen in the video, except that the sense of vicissitudes that has been baptized by time is stronger.

The Lord of Mist stretched out his hand to touch the ancient scroll, and his arm gradually became atomized and covered the ancient scroll.

"Since it's a miraculous artifact, do you mind if I try to damage it?"

"Of course." Hei Xuan looked very patient with the Lord of Mist, and immediately smiled and nodded.

Hearing Hei Xuan's assurance, the Lord of the Mist no longer hesitated and controlled the gray mist to cover the ancient scroll, trying to swallow and decompose the scroll.

But soon the Lord of the Mist gave up and took back the gray mist.

Looking at the miracle scroll filled with blood words, the Lord of Mist turned to look at Hei Xuan and couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Where did you get this miraculous artifact?"

Facing the Lord of Mist's inquiry, Hei Xuan did not hide anything and said frankly:

"A guy named Mo has a mysterious origin. We haven't been able to find out any details yet."

"ink?"

"Yes, he is very mysterious, and he is also one of the key factors in the rise of our psychic clan."

"Tell me more about it. I'm very interested in the rapid rise of your psychic clan."

"If you are willing to cooperate with us, I can open part of the Holy Spirit's consciousness library to you, so that you can understand the rise of our clan, but now is not the time."

With that said, Hei Xuan took a step forward and came to the Lord of Mist. At this time, the flesh and blood on his body began to fade away, gradually turning into completely pitch black, with only a golden leaf mark on his forehead.

Hei Xuan stretched out his hand to touch the ancient scroll and said with emotion:

"Although this scroll is powerful, it doesn't mean much to our clan. It is more like a forced transaction... But for our clan, there is no need to use a contract to trade things that can be obtained with strength. And this scroll also made me feel briefly confused and doubt whether the world we exist in is real."

"What's the meaning?"

"Remember what I said about Mo before? He called this contract scroll the mission system."

"I didn't understand." The Lord of Mist frowned slightly.

"You came to human society late, and you haven't been exposed to many things. For example, there are many virtual games in human society. There will be NPCs in these games. They are responsible for issuing tasks, and then the players receive the tasks. , this forms a mandatory contract, and after the player completes the task, the NPC must give the player the reward he deserves."

"Mo's name for this miraculous item and the appearance of a certain mysterious group make me doubt the authenticity of this world, but it is only doubt. I am more inclined to believe that this world is real, and this scroll is just a certain person. A special divine object evolved from the power of the ancient pillar god."

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At this time, Feng Qi, who was standing aside, felt an uproar in his heart.

He had also had similar speculations as Hei Xuan.

During the war, he had heard from Black Shadow that the Psychic Tribe referred to the Blue-skinned Tribe as beta creatures, and he had already realized that the Psychic Tribe seemed to have obtained some secrets from the Blue-skinned Tribe.

Now Hei Xuan's words seem to confirm this guess again.

Looking at the still hesitant Lord of the Mist, he was extremely anxious that the Lord of the Mist could agree to Heixuan and join the Psychic Clan.

Only by joining the Psychic Clan can he obtain a large amount of information from within.

Black Xuan said that being loyal to the Psychic Tribe would be a shortcut to the Mist Lord's growth.

Feng Qi did not comment on this.

But he knew that being loyal to the Mist Lord would be a shortcut to his growth.

Perhaps the answers to the questions that have troubled him for a long time can be found within the psychic clan.

Looking at the Lord of Mist again, Feng Qi couldn't help but shout in his heart:

"Brother, sell yourself, there is no shame in it!"

(One cut: I stayed up late to sort out the plot again. I hope everyone understands that the update is slow. The main reason is to ensure that there will be no problems with the plot logic. I will provide a 6,400-word update first.)