Quanmin: The Mage Is Elegant? I Choose Violence

Hangzhou City, General Mansion, Department of Education.

In an exaggeratedly large room, people in shirts and uniforms were sitting on their own desks.

They are of different shapes, ages, and even have differences in skin color and race.

The only thing in common is that in front of them, there is a light curtain suspended in the air.

The image displayed on the light curtain is exactly the scene in the examination room.

At this time, a man with coffee in his hand was rubbing his sleepy eyes and walking towards area a.

He said hello to all the colleagues who passed by along the way, and gave them a kind smile.

Go all the way, bypassing the heavy tables and chairs.

He finally reached his destination, a light blue desk.

At this time, a man in a white shirt was sitting at the desk.

"Hey."

He patted the man and handed over the coffee in his hand.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Would you like a drink?"

This is a consistent joke between him and men.

During the examination period, the Examination Institute requires supervision of the situation in each examination room, 24 hours without a break.

For office efficiency, the Examination Institute divided the twenty-four hours into three eight-hour periods.

Let people rotate in three shifts.

This man is one of his colleagues.

Now is the time for him to change shifts.

In order to enliven the atmosphere, he is always used to using coffee to "trick" the man in front of him.

Because he knew that the tired man just wanted to go home and sleep quickly.

Absolutely verbal rejection of coffee that would get in the way of his sleep.

But to his surprise, the man in a white shirt took the coffee without looking back.

The man didn't react until he brought it to his mouth and was jolted by the scalding liquid.

"You, why are you here?"

He wiped the coffee off his lips quickly, and looked at the man in front of him suspiciously.

The man who was dumbfounded by his question frowned, raised his wrist in self-doubt, and looked at the time recorded on the watch.

Thirty-one seconds at twelve past three in the morning.

Only then did he look up at the man in the shirt and said, "I'm here to change shift."

Saying that, he turned his watch to the man.

"look."

"It's twelve past three, and I'm a little late."

The man in the shirt looked at his watch with some difficulty to confirm the time.

"It's been so long?"

He rubbed his eyes, not at all tired after work.

All the minds are still in the battle that they witnessed just now.

At this time, he was not only not tired, but even a little excited.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Seemingly aware of something wrong with his companion, the man frowned and asked.

He took a step forward and cast his eyes on the screen suspended in the air.

In the image, a full moon emerges from behind the dark clouds, becoming the only light source in the Black Forest.

Under the moonlight, a giant red wolf lay quietly on the ground.

Beside the red wolf, there is another human being leaning on it.

Damn it!

This is the fallen red wolf!

A candidate has encountered it!

As an employee of the Examination Institute, he naturally knew the exam questions.

The first reaction to seeing the red wolf was to feel anxious for the student.

But as he observed, he gradually discovered something was wrong.

Under the moonlight, neither Red Wolf nor the student moved.

If it weren't for the faint wind blowing the branches, the shadow of the moonlight on the ground would sway.

He even had to think it was a still picture.

"This is…"

"What's going on?"

He cast a puzzled look at his colleague.

Intuition and years of professionalism told him so.

The fallen red wolf definitely did not die, and neither did the student beside it.

Both have maintained sufficient vitality.

but!

Since both are fine, why can they stay together so peacefully?

This is still a full moon night.

It is the moment when the red wolf's ability and bloodiness are the strongest.

Why wouldn't the red wolf attack the student who was leaning on him?

He zoomed in on the screen and took a closer look, making sure that the red wolf's eyes were open and he was not asleep as he had guessed.

Instead, the student leaning on it was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

And the state of the red wolf seems to be...

Is it guarding and guarding?

The man who analyzed the results was a little unbelievable.

I wonder if my posture of getting up is wrong, which leads to hallucinations now.

At this time, the man in the shirt seemed to have finally recovered.

He blew on the coffee in his hand and took a sip, then smiled at the man and said:

"Hey!"

"It's really time for you to come!"

"I'll show you something nice!"

As he said that, he exerted himself on his feet and dragged the chair to the front of the light curtain.

I reached out and operated for a while.

The picture began to reverse rapidly, until it stopped at the picture of a person crouching in the haystack.

The man took a look, it was the student who was resting on the red wolf just now.

"This is?"

He glanced at the man in the shirt.

The latter didn't answer, but just smiled slyly, as if sharing something good.

"look."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers, and the picture began to flow.

The man didn't ask any more questions when he saw this, and turned his eyes to the screen.

When he saw the red wolf appearing, he frowned.

Seeing the confrontation between the two, he frowned.

Seeing the red wolf cast a spell and the students running away, he nodded secretly, as if he thought that was the case.

But when he saw the student in the picture pick up the light spear and throw it back.

The expression on the man's face became colorful.

His heart beat heavily in response to the red wolf's landing.

The majestic full moon stirred the man's heart, as if lamenting the fate of that student, and wondering why he saw such a peaceful scene just now.

In his heart, this student will surely die under the wrap of the full moon.

Could it be that the timeline of the picture just now was before this?

It's a pity that there is only one talent...

As soon as the thought came up, he saw the full moon dissipate like particles.

The red wolf began to experience spell crashes again and again.

Seeing that student use his fist...

Punch after punch, the red wolf was beaten until he dared not make a sound...

Finally, the picture came to what he saw before.

The student leaned on the red wolf, and the red wolf guarded the surrounding environment for him.

this!

This turned out to be the finished look!

The fallen red wolf was subdued by him!

After reading the process, he actually felt a little difficult to breathe.

What's the situation?

Why can moonlight magic be picked up by hand?

Doesn't this thing explode as soon as it touches the flesh?

Why does Red Wolf's spells crash?

Isn't this depravity the fourth-order creature that is best at casting spells?

Why can a human being "beat" a fallen head?

Thoughts rushed out of his mind one by one, making him not know where to start.

Gradually, a somewhat terrifying concept emerged from his mind.

Could it be...

This student is that kind of... the kind of existence called a god-givers?

After a quick search of the means of disabling magic in memory, I found that none of them matched the current one.

Could it be?

Could it be! ! !

The gradually clear guess made the man's body tremble with excitement.

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