Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

"Don't you need to register first?"

Murong Xue said a little suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter, someone will take care of these trivial matters."

The senior said, taking Murong Xue's backpack and walking inside.

Murong Xue glanced at Qin Fan, saw him nodded, responded and then followed him.

"Hold the grass, this treatment..."

"Comparing people with each other makes people angry."

"Hey, look at that guy..."

Qin Fan handed over the power nameplate with a calm expression.

"Qin Fan? C-level metallic superpower?"

The person in charge of registering Qin Fan was a dark-skinned boy. He couldn't help but repeat after seeing Qin Fan's identity information.

Qin Fan said calmly: "Is this thing easy to fake?"

The swarthy boy smiled and shook his head. He glanced at Qin Fan strangely and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, classmate, your dormitory department hasn't been assigned yet. Can you please sit there for a while?"

The swarthy boy said and pointed to a row of separate seats next to him. The meaning was obvious, you should go there first and wait.

Qin Fan glanced at the row of seats. At this moment, a lean boy was sitting on the row of seats. His specific height could not be seen. Although his face was full of sadness, he kept stuffing things into his mouth.

Qin Fan didn't say much. He walked towards the row of seats with his backpack on his back and sat down at the other end.

The lean boy saw a look of surprise on his face when he saw someone sitting over.

"Hey, buddy, you're being benched too?"

The lean boy twisted his buttocks as he spoke, moved to Qin Fan's side, and handed over the half-eaten potato chips in his hand.

"Behind the bench?"

Qin Fan unceremoniously grabbed a few potato chips and ate them, then spoke in surprise.

After riding in the car for a long time, he was indeed a little hungry.

"Well, do you know how long I've been sitting here?"

The lean boy said and gestured with three fingers.

"three hours?"

The lean boy shook his head: "Three groups of people have passed. It's been five hours."

Qin Fan rolled his eyes when he heard this. Three groups of people are just three groups of people. If you stick out three fingers, the devil can guess where you are going.

"My name is Fu Nanren, you can also call me Xiaopang."

The lean boy stretched out his hand. His slender fingers were like five thin branches. The joints were slightly thick and covered with a layer of tight skin, which looked a bit weird.

"Woman? Man? Fatty?"

Qin Fan looked at Fu Nanren strangely, why are these names stranger than each other? Forget about women and men, you, who is so skinny and almost skinny, are called chubby.

Is this bullying me for not being able to tell the difference between fat and thin?

The corner of Fu Nanren's mouth twitched, he glanced at Qin Fan sadly, and said aggrievedly: "I'm not a woman. My surname is Fu, my name is Nanren, and my nickname is Xiaopang."

Qin Fan suppressed his laughter and nodded: "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a moment. My name is Qin Fan."

"Hello, Fu Nan, oh no, Nan Ren, I'm An Ji. Hello Qin Fan."

Before Fu Nanren could answer, another voice suddenly came from beside him.

Qin Fan and Fu Nanren raised their heads almost at the same time. Qin Fan was a little surprised. No one had come here for a long time, but there was an endless stream of people as soon as they came? Fu Nanren was a little angry. Why was there another person called by the wrong name? Is the level of human culture so low now?

It's just that he didn't expect that he would attract everyone's attention by giving out a very special nickname, but unexpectedly, he was defeated so neatly by the unique name of Fu Nan.

The two raised their heads and saw a boy wearing glasses and smiling standing in front of them.

"Glasses? Is that you?"

Qin Fan saw the person coming clearly and made a sound of surprise.

This man with glasses was in the same batch as him. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when Du Ruofei asked them about their future ideals in the underground safe house, what the man with glasses said was the combination of superpowers and technology.

From this point of view, the innovation class has probably been implemented for a long time.

College Administration Building, Office of the Vice President.

Murong Xue sat on the sofa nearby, while Zhuge Min sat in front of the desk.

The air was dead.

"This matter has been decided."

After a long time, Ye Zhen behind the desk slowly spoke.

Seeing that the two of them still seemed a little unhappy, Ye Zhen gave a rare explanation: "Please believe in the college. The college will never harm its students. And I can also tell you that this innovation class is not all students with poor talents. There are also three A-level gifted superpowers, and one of them is even a super-powerful beast who can transform into an alien beast. Do you think the academy will not take it seriously?"

Zhuge Min nodded, stood up, took back the report handed to Ye Zhen and said, "Yes, Principal Ye."

Murong Xue said nothing, then stood up and followed Zhuge Min out of the principal's office. Zhuge Min personally took Murong Xue's admission procedures and sent her downstairs to the dormitory before turning and leaving.

"Principal Ye, what do you think of this Murong Xue?"

As soon as Zhuge Min left, Li Chenggang walked in.

Ye Zhen thought about it and said: "There is no doubt about his talent, but he also refuses to give in to Qin Fan's protection. Gee, it's really..."

After a pause, he continued: "After military training, if Qin Fan can enter the top fifty of his grade, then he will be given fifty Low Grade Spiritual Stones every month."

Li Chenggang nodded and said yes, top fifty in grade? Even though Qin Fan had shown a certain level of combat prowess in previous battles, he didn't think that a rookie warrior could stand out among the many geniuses.

"Now...you can go and inform them of their selection into the innovation class."

Ye Zhen patted the table a few times and said.