This Omega is Immune to All Abilities

When Yi Jiamu walked into the dormitory with his backpack, the new roommates were packing up. When they heard the sound, they looked up and greeted enthusiastically: "Hello, my name is Sangbei. Please take care of me in the future!"

Chongxing’s dormitory is a double room. Sangbei is an omega like him. He has no awakening ability. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com

Yi Jiamu also introduced himself briefly and took off the diamond necklace on his neck without hurrying.

Now that the era of interstellar dragging luggage has long passed, such a small spar on the necklace is actually a storage space with a huge capacity, and several boxes were taken out in a short while.

Sang Bei looked a little envious at the side: "The space for your necklace is really big, and it looks good. Where can I buy it?"

Yi Jiamu stacked his clothes seriously, and he heard the sound without raising his head: "I don't know, my brother gave it."

He has an older brother. Unfortunately, because he is too busy, he can't remember how long he hasn't seen him.

Yi Jiamu looked very relaxed when packing things, carefully stacking a piece of clothing squarely, and then slowly started the next one.

His skin was fair (dry gan), the star's luster fell through the window mullion, and it was plated with a faint light change, and with that silver-white (color) broken hair, the whole person was delicately like elaborate The carved porcelain doll is lazy and unique.

For the first time, Sang Bei looked at an omega, and it looked a little stunned. After standing for a while, he only remembered: "I will help you clean up!"

Yi Jiamu subconsciously wanted to say "no more", but before the words were spoken, the figure next to him was already very busy.

His apricot eyes blinked slowly, and his first evaluation of the roommate was in his heart: he was extremely enthusiastic.

As Sang Bei helped him to clean up, he casually asked: "Are you also the active Chongxing?"

Yi Jiamu: "Well, let me come at home and I will come."

"That's right." Sangbei nodded. "With the current status of the United Nations, being able to engage in power-related industries is indeed more popular than other fields. However, Chongxing's theory school is not easy to test, and millions of people squeeze one. The quota, you actually said that the exam will come in, great!"

Yi Jiamu was also polite according to his logic: "Then you are amazing."

"I'm not terrible. I have prepared several years in advance for this year's admissions exam." Sang Bei said, his tone could not help but be sentimental, "I have always admired the metaphysics teacher since I was a child, and I want to be a metaphysics teacher's association Member. But if you don’t have the awakening power, you can only retreat and come to this theory school to have fun."

With that, his tone became pleasant again instantly: "Fortunately, Kung Fu is not disappointed, let me take the exam! If there is no power, there is no power, and I can work in the field of power after graduation. Satisfied!"

Hearing this, Yi Jiamu “huh” quite cooperatively, at the same time secretly added a new evaluation in his heart: it is a very enthusiastic word tuberculosis.

The two packed together, and the efficiency was much faster. In a blink of an eye, all the things brought by Yi Jiamu were cleaned up.

These things were stuffed by his grandfather before he left the house. At that time, Yi Jiamu was stuffed into the storage space without looking at it. At this time, when he cleaned up, he found that the daily utensils were just everything, amazingly complete.

Sang Bei was about to retreat. When he looked back, he saw Yi Jiamu crouched and opened his backpack.

In fact, he noticed from the time he entered the door. Obviously there is such a high-end storage space, but there is one more back, and I don’t know what treasure is hidden inside.

Sang Bei couldn't help but wonder.

Then, I saw Yi Jiamu pulled out a pot of things from inside.

Sang Bei couldn't help choking when he saw clearly: "Is this... a cactus?"

Yi Jiamu carefully placed the basin on the window and turned his head back to smile slightly: "Well, it's called thorn."

He stared at him in this way, and the light tea (colored) apricot eyes seemed to have faint expectations.

Sangbei was a little unstoppable, hesitated for a moment, waved a smile and waved at the small green pot of things: "Hi, please enlighten me later, stab."

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On the first day of the opening of Chongxingyi College, the main thing is to report and stay, and the freshmen will formally gather the next day.

Yi Jiamu and Sang Bei were classmates. After receiving the notice, they went to the designated classroom together for the first class meeting.

The freshman class meeting actually has no substance, basically let the students get to know each other, and then select a few class committees symbolically, and it is over.

Yi Jiamu was not interested in the whole journey, so he held his head there in a daze and lost his mind, and finally got to the end before standing up in a sleepy (sleeping Shui): "I go to og."

og is a (nai Nai) tea shop on the other side of the west campus. Sang Bei took him to drink once when he came out for dinner yesterday, and was directly addicted.

Sangbei was too lazy to move around, but he was not polite when he heard the words: "I have gone all the way, and please bring me a cup of trouble! (Milk Nai) Gai Oolong, love you!"

Yi Jiamu's attitude to dealing with people has always been very casual. Of course, this kind of smooth thing has no reason to refuse. He slowly walked to og to complete the packing, and began to walk back slowly.

He is actually a bit lazy at ordinary times, and sometimes he needs some sort of purpose in order to force himself to move appropriately.

It is said that if you don't move for too long, you will get fat.

Thinking for a while, he kept walking on the road at the same frequency. At this time, the communicator rang and looked down at "Wu Qingji" on the remarks, only to think that the other party seemed to be too busy Come to him when finished.

Yi Jiamu was preparing to check the news. He didn't notice that a person suddenly appeared in front of him and ran into it.

The documents were scattered all over the place.

Yi Jiamu held two cups of (nai) tea firmly in his hand and opened his mouth: "Ah, sorry."

The effect of force is mutual. Although it is impossible to tell who is hitting it, apology in advance can often avoid many unnecessary troubles.

He is afraid of trouble.

The other party's temper seems to be very good, and even a few words of "no relationship" to his apology, but looking at the documents in this place seemed a bit distressed, looking at Yi Jiamu asked: "That, primary school brother , These files are too many, can you please send them to building g?"

Yi Jiamu was very casual: "Okay."

Not far away, two people stood in the corridor on the third floor of the teaching building, seeing such a picture in their eyes.

Xu Yi glanced at Gu Yesheng next to him, (gougou) smiled and said: "Yo, isn't that your elementary school brother who pityed Xiangxixiyu yesterday?"

Gu Yesheng's narrow, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a little jeered: "Why are you here, two or three sentences are inseparable from peach blossoms?"

As the words said, his eyes fell on the slender figure so quietly.

His eyesight is quite good, even if it is far away, he can still clearly see the delicate side face with some sleepiness, so that he can't say the cleverness with the large stack of data following him.

Probably because of his interest in being smoothed out yesterday, he clearly hated such a good student on weekdays, but at this time he couldn't help but look at it more.

Xu Yi whistled lightly: "I still wanted to remind you, but since it's not your peach blossom, forget it."

Listening to this tone clearly wanted to hang his appetite.

Gu Yesheng has always been too lazy to take this look, but at this time he vaguely felt that there was something in the conversation, and looked at it lazily against the railing. The corner of the mouth (gougou) had a morbid arc: "If you want to develop With regard to the ability to heal wounds in my mind, I can barely give you a hard time."

"No, I don't want to try. You can keep your abilities for your own use." Xu Yi felt very sorrowful at his bad behavior that threatened his friends without a word, and pointed to the back that had walked out of Xu Yuan , "You really don't remember this person? Jiang Hean of the Elementary School, and Gu Xiucheng walked very close on weekdays."

Hearing Gu Xiucheng's name, the surrounding air pressure was much lower.

Xu Yi glanced at Gu Yesheng's expression (skin), and the whole tone lengthened a bit with interest: "You said, this kid is stared at, is it really just a coincidence?"

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Yi Jiamu followed behind, looking at the (nai Nai) tea hanging on her fingertips from time to time, looking a little distracted.

It wasn't until he was taken into an empty classroom that he looked around: "Senior, are we going wrong?"

Jiang Hean smiled with a kind face: "Yes, the elementary school brother worked hard, just put it on the table."

Yi Jiamu put the documents: "Then I will go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard that the door behind him was suddenly closed.

Yi Jiamu finally realized that the atmosphere seemed a bit wrong.

Looking back now, it was more like bringing him in on purpose.

He looked up at the person in front of him, apparently puzzled: "Senior, where have I offended you?"

The eye pupil of light tea (color) is very clear, and the harmless appearance of humans and animals is even more ignorant.

This is obviously not the reaction that a student who was suddenly threatened, so that Jiang Hean was slightly stunned under his gaze, and after a long while, he couldn't bear his thoughts and hardened his tone again (强qiang). : "Did you offend anyone, don't you know? I advise you to be honest, what is your relationship with Gu Yesheng?"

Yi Jiamu became more and more confused: "Who is Gu Yesheng?"

"Still pretending to be stupid here, right?" Jiang Hean's face (color) cooled down a little, and the palm of his right hand began to vaguely cover the faint fire, stepping towards him step by step, "Gu Yesheng Isn’t it a person who cares about the freshman casually, if you don’t know him, he can easily let you come out of the warehouse? I advise you to be honest, otherwise, if such a nice little face is tricked, That would be a pity."

Yi Jiamu watched him approaching, still without much expression on his face.

This kind of crimson (color) flame, placed in the fire department's ability, is also the last existence.

But one thing is understandable, that Gu Yesheng, as if he was talking about the one who had touched him in the warehouse yesterday (touching Mo), the alpha that looks particularly evil.

Jiang Hean saw that he didn't respond, but was frightened, he played the flame in his hand twice and threw a sneer at him.

Unexpectedly, the screams of sternness were heard, and only the sound of "　" was heard, and the door closed by him was kicked from the outside.

Gu Yesheng walked into the classroom and glanced at the arrogant Jiang Hean at the first glance, with a pleasant arc in the corner of his mouth (gougou): "Yo, I found you."

However, Jiang Hean was obviously not happy. When he saw the coming person, his face (color) suddenly turned white, and the whole person shivered.

Gu Yesheng saw him looking like a ghost, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You haven't started it yet, so you don't need to be so enthusiastic."

Jiang Hean seemed to react suddenly, turning around and running.

However, he hadn't taken two steps, as if he was shrouded in extreme fear, holding his head tightly and curled up on the ground little by little.

There was a black cloth under his eyes without warning.

Indistinctly, the figure of a spider emerged from my mind a little bit, and the sticky **m was contaminated on his side. The dark single eye looked at him in the dark for a moment, and the greasy claws slowly opened. (Lu) came out with blood red (colored) poisonous glands.

Jiang Hean: "Don't come here...don't come! Don't! Ah--!"

The screams of the hoarseness rang through the clouds.

The eyes of Gu Yesheng’s ice blue (color) eyes are a bit deep at this moment, the tear moles in the corners of the eyes are morbid and demon (yan), obviously they enjoy such an extremely distorted look: “Gu Xiucheng’s dog is still up to now Didn’t learn to pick up the tail to be a man?"

Jiang He'an clearly couldn't hear him anymore, his white face couldn't stop seeping the cold sweats, his hands seemed to be looking for something invisible, but he could only let his nails fall in despair In the palm of my hand, unconsciously, he was caught with deep blood marks and blood (color) mess.

When he was almost suffocated by the **** of fear, he only felt a sense of oppression all over his body, and finally felt that the purgatory picture in his mind began to disperse one by one.

But even if he felt the light around him again, he had just experienced the endless abyss, and he still firmly remembered his boneless despair.

Jiang Hean curled up on the ground for such a long time, shaking tremblingly, even without the strength to stand up.

Gu Yesheng looked at it for a while and obviously felt a little bored, and was too lazy to bother to make a deal. Then he turned back and looked in the direction of Yi Jiamu.

What fell into his eyes was a figure squatting on the ground sullenly.

Gu Yesheng thought he was terrified, thinking that this kid was after all involved because he was involved in it. It was rare that he had some conscience to prepare a few words of comfort, but when he approached, he realized that it was not what he thought.

Although Yi Jiamu squatted there, his bright eyes did not appear to be a bit frightened, so his eyebrows were twisted, and the more unrequited emotions appeared.

Gu Yesheng was intrigued by (gougou) and walked over to squat next to him. He asked modestly, "What are you doing here?"

Yi Jiamu Wenyan looked up at him and lifted the bag with the hole in his hand. His expression was dull and his tone sounded a little bit wronged: "My (milk Nai) tea was turned over."

A cup of ten-star coins is very expensive.

After being silent for a moment, he stretched out his hand and held Gu Yesheng's sleeve: "You lose me."