Fairyland, big problem

After the three-day course, the new trainees have almost gotten used to it.

In a natural state, the degree of acquaintance of students in different groups is limited, but the Institute of Strategy gave a big gift package of "the source of disaster", which made the students keep trying to form a group.

Select the special investigation team + special warfare team near the "cause point" to reach cooperation, and there are also special police teams to join in and help each other.

When they learned that the task goal of each team in the next year would be doubled and become two 'causes' or 'travel disasters', the level of emotional exchange reached a new level.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Mu Shenzhou on the podium stopped teaching.

The subject he is in charge of is "Spells and Magic", which is a public class. Wen Jiu listened carefully to the whole process, and his eyes were wide open.

The reason why the new trainees of the special warfare team forced to form a team is actually because of the consideration of dealing with evil things.

When the Darkness Sufferer accidentally falls into the illusion of despair, no matter how strong he is, at least one teammate around him can use a spell to wake him up.

The so-called large teams and small teams have their own corresponding tactics.

Teams with more than 5 members will be equipped with a dark fighter who majors in formations in the center, and he will be the center to bless the teammates.

Multiple formation-type dark fighters in a large team echo each other, and can achieve the effect that one plus one is greater than two.

The sorcery of the evil thing...

"Hey!"

The sudden willow wind interrupted Wen Jiu's review.

"What are you doing, silly X."

"get out of class is over, why are you pretending to be diligent, let's go, let's cook in the cafeteria!"

After listening to the class for most of the day, I was really hungry, so Wen Jiu put away the materials.

The weather is good, the sun is shining slantly into the house, and the grass grows outside the window, and the spring of March is contrasted with the warm-blooded bookish atmosphere in the strategy institute, which suddenly dreams of returning to the university research group.

"Wen Jiu, I'm starving to death!"

Everything is so beautiful, the premise is that if you don't get caught by the silly X around you.

"Have you decided on your partner yet?"

The special warfare team began to start professional training courses, and Yang Liufeng began to test the waters of practice. It can be seen that they do not have the ability to investigate the "cause point" and need to cooperate with the special investigation team.

"It's settled. The 'cause point' we drew is on the east side of Calabash City, and there just happens to be a mission to the special investigation team northeast of Calabash City."

Although they are still students, the Institute of Strategy has allowed the students to call themselves "special police team" and "special warfare team" in order to warn them not to play tricks.

If the task is broken, it will lose the face of the entire group and even the strategy headquarters.

"You still care about me, Wen Jiu, have you formed a team yet?"

Yang Liufeng knew that Wen Jiu was a freelance investigator, and there seemed to be no team in the direction of the 'disaster source' drawn, so he had to adopt a cooperative method of helping each other.

For example, if I ask my friends to come from thousands of miles to help me form a group, I will go to help them next time no matter how far the target point of my friends is.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

If it weren't for the wonderful courses of the Strategy Academy, Wen Jiu would have gone to the 'cause point' with detailed mission information.

Today's class is over, and the weekend is two days off, which is a good time to act.

"Dry rice! Dry rice!"

Yang Liufeng, who is walking by the side, is full of energy, and greets passing classmates from time to time.

In order to partner with other groups a few days ago, he and his teammates made many friends.

Most of Wen Jiu's acquaintances were members of the special investigation team, and it was only later that he found out that Ye Xiaoxing also lived in Building 2.

"Hello!"

Yang Liufeng next to him suddenly stopped, and Wen Jiu's shoulder almost hit him, "What are you doing?! Are you sleepy again?"

A few days ago, when the new student meeting was held, Yang Liufeng was stimulated by the school, and the problem of lethargy disappeared.

"No no no, Wen Jiu, pay attention to the group flowers of the special combat team!"

"Huh? It's only been three days, and your special operations team has even selected flowers?"

"The special investigation team is not the same!"

The Institute of Strategy puts a lot of pressure on the new students to communicate eagerly and work hard to study the plan. As for,

Hot-blooded young people always have the urge to gossip about Fengyue.

Wen Jiu either read books or communicated with elves, but he really didn't pay much attention to the gossip.

"Where? Which one is your group flower?"

"Hey, prudish, who is not an LSP!"

Yang Liufeng pressed Wen Jiu's shoulder, "Look over there, that girl with long hair and shawl, wow."

"Why do you have to choose black, long and straight..."

After complaining, Wen Jiu looked in the direction Yang Liufeng hinted furtively.

hiss--

Dog head guillotine? !

What the girl looks like, Wen Jiu didn't bother to see, the translucent dream image was open and frank.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a guillotine, it should be called a guillotine, the kind of ferocious style in which the guillotine is hung high, the executioner cuts the rope hanging from the knife, and the watermelon flies out.

"wiiii~~" Yang Liufeng was still muttering, "It's so beautiful, it makes my blood boil in both my heads."

"May I ask you a question." Wen Jiu said calmly, "She..."

"Want her social software business card? I don't have one either."

"No, what weapon does that guy use?"

The sharp turn made Yang Liufeng slow to come back to his senses for three seconds, "Streamer, a very fairy spirit equipment, she is an array-type dark soother."

Wen Jiu, who had a lot of experience in entrusting dreams, immediately judged the type of the other party.

She must have admitted frankly that she likes... the guillotine? Things related to the guillotine.

Of course, you can't tell the outside world.

Roughly such a situation, she is a beautiful girl on the surface, but her heart is cruel.

"Yangliufeng, keep a distance from that group of flowers."

"What? Your food."

"No, no, I'd rather choose the girl who sells jujube cakes in the commercial square."

After the meal was ready in the cafeteria, Yang Liufeng took a few mouthfuls, "Why do you keep me at a distance?"

"People's hearts are unpredictable."

Wen Jiu was thinking about how to explain it, when Yang Liufeng, who was grilling rice on the opposite side, suddenly became gentle, and took a knife and fork from the disinfection cabinet in a daze after eating twice-cooked pork.

"What stupid again?"

"Another group of flowers in our special operations team!"

"Toxic, your special operations team is a sea of ​​flowers..."

When Wen Jiu turned his head, his eyes skipped over the girls who were approaching, and he noticed a burly figure who looked like a polar bear.

Mai Yuqiang…

The other party was keenly aware of the gaze, recognized Wen Jiu, and waved enthusiastically, like a brown bear in the bear mountain in the zoo.

"Yang Liufeng, you eat alone, I'll go over."

"Hey! Don't be impulsive! This team flower is very strong."

"I know he's strong... well, we don't seem to be talking about the same person."

Picking up the plate and walking towards the table where Mai Yuqiang was, Wen Jiu greeted him.

"Captain Mai."

"Mr. Wen."

Mai Yuqiang uttered honorific words, which greatly surprised Mu Shenzhou beside him.

The leader of the special police team in Changle City recovered from his injuries, and Mai Yuqiang returned to his original post. As the leader of the special police team in Changle City, it was surprising enough to call "Mr." to the students of the Strategy Institute.

"Mr. Mu, I am a new student of the Strategy Academy this year, Wen Jiu."

"Hello." Mu Shenzhou did not follow up, but looked at the two in front of him curiously.

Mai Yuqiang opened his palm-sized mouth and almost gnawed down the entire big duck leg. The so-called eagle escaped from the small mouth, but that was all.

"Mr. Wen, I came to Tianma City to perform a mission today, and I happened to meet up with my old friend Shen Zhou to talk about the appearance of the upper-level evil spirit at the 1-star 'Cause Point'."

Mu Shenzhou was surprised again. He didn't find out the reason for this matter, so it's inconvenient to tell the outside world, even though the other party is a student of the Strategy Academy.

"Shen Zhou, that 'turbidity device' was brought back by Mr. Wen..."