The Executive Department of Kassel Academy has always been known for its decisive and cruelty. Those who can join the Executive Department are basically crazy people.

But this does not mean that they do not need to rest or relax, so even Professor Schneider did not urgently ask them to embark on the journey back, but arranged them to rest in a hotel.

Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran are a twin room.

"Do you still have the habit of recognizing bed?" Mo Qiuran said, breaking the silence in the darkness.

"...No," Chu Zihang's eyes that did not close under the moonlight were like stars, pausing, "I'm just thinking about what happened today."

"Oh, I thought you were thinking about the girl... it was boring," Mo Qiuran was completely out of interest. "I originally wanted to call you a local specialty."

"...You used a lot of power today." Chu Zihang ignored Mo Qiuran's bad words and said, "Why?"

"There are three kinds in total." Mo Qiuran replied, "Because I suddenly realized that I wanted to avoid being placed on the experimental table by others. In addition to not showing abnormalities, there is another way."

"What?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"It's good that they dare not make any decisions about me," Mo Qiuran said confidently.

"..." Chu Zihang was silent. At first glance, these words sounded arrogant, but when he thought that this words were said from Mo Qiuran, it suddenly seemed that it was not impossible.

"I probably guessed why you can't sleep anymore." Mo Qiuran said again.

"What?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"I saw that I was showing off my power tonight and felt that I had not played any key role. I felt a little disappointed and wanted to pursue powerful forces to keep up with my footsteps?" Mo Qiuran said a long sentence without any pause. Before Chu Zihang answered, he continued, "and then he held back and secretly began to pursue power, but he accidentally went astray and finally fell into a deadpool or his mind was affected to become the final boss. The last two brothers turned against each other and then were solved by me?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

"Ah! It's such a good cliché plot. I decided to put it in my novel!" Mo Qiuran picked up his phone and tapped it.

"Are you still updating the novel?" Chu Zihang was stunned.

"Of course!" Mo Qiuran replied without thinking, and the voice became smaller, "It just didn't update so frequently..."

Chu Zihang was silent and roughly understood what this meant. The so-called update was not so frequent... It was the [Zombie Story Update] that Mo Qiuran said before?

"But I do have this concern. Your urgency for power is too obvious," Mo Qiuran suddenly looked at Chu Zihang seriously, "You saw what Deadpool looks like, I'm very worried that you will really become that kind of thing one day."

"... Before that, I will settle myself." Chu Zihang said softly.

"Or, there is another way." Mo Qiuran raised his index finger, and a ball of flame appeared from his fingertips. The flames lit up the room, swaying slightly but full of power.

Chu Zihang sat up and looked at Mo Qiuran.

"The principle of the Spirit of Word is to use elements to achieve an increase in itself, or a similar effect to water, fire, ice and spirit." Mo Qiuran said, "But in the final analysis, it comes from its own control over elements."

"Yes, when using the Spirit of Word, the Fire Element will obey my orders." Chu Zihang nodded.

"So, perhaps we can understand it with formulas. Yan Ling is a different formula. After 'spiritual vision', the formula that is awakened is a natural way of knowing. According to the different affinity of each person for certain elements, the awakened Yan Ling is different, the bloodline concentration is different, and the control over elements is different, and the power intensity released by Yan Ling is different." Mo Qiuran continued.

"It makes a lot of sense." Chu Zihang nodded.

"This theory has been ruined in fantasy cultivation. I just didn't expect it to be so compatible in reality," Mo Qiuran waved his hand. "I saw in the information that the four monarchs can control all the spirits of their respective corresponding elements, and the Black King can control all the spirits of all the spirits of all the elements. How do you think they did it?"

"…Formula." Chu Zihang said.

"It's like this. Reciting the Spirit of Words is equivalent to doing the formula. Bloodline is to mobilize the power of elements to show the corresponding ability," Mo Qiuran nodded, "But... have you mastered another formula?"

"...Another kind of speech spirit?" Chu Zihang subconsciously lowered his voice, his eyes full of shock, "This is you..."

"No, I'm different. What I did has surpassed the formula," Mo Qiuran shook his head. His abilities will eventually be exposed. It is obviously a good choice to find a reasonable explanation before that. Chu Zihang can be said to be the person Mo Qiuran has the most trustworthy person in this world except Tang Zi, so it's nothing to tell him. "My ability comes from the control of elements, and there is no need for formulas... As long as I think, I can express it in any form. In other words, it's countless kinds of spirits!"

Chu Zihang was shocked.

"You...can you do the same thing as the Black King?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Maybe, after all, I haven't seen him yet," Mo Qiuran shrugged, "Of course, this matter doesn't matter now."

Chu Zihang: "..."

This is no longer important, it is ridiculously important!

It turns out that this often-neutral bad friend around me actually exists like the Black King?

"What is more important now is how to enhance your strength." Mo Qiuran continued.

Chu Zihang immediately came to his senses and listened carefully.

"According to previous speculations, since Yan Ling is a formula, as long as it is correct, it can control elements to achieve the expected effect, and talent determines which element is highly affinity for," Mo Qiuran said. "It's obvious that you have a high affinity for the fire element. Since that's the case, why not try it and learn other 'formula'?"

"Do you master other spirits in the King of Bronze and Fire?" Chu Zihang thought.

"Actually, I think formulas are always formulas. The best thing is to master the element itself," Mo Qiuran's hand appeared in his hand, which was big and small, and even had different shapes, and then disappeared. "At least, the attack method will not be so single, and you don't have to always use [Junyan] to create such a big scene. If I'm not there, your range of damage will be quite amazing, which will lead to some concerns. If you can skip the formula and control the element directly... your combat power will be much better!"

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed, and he obviously understood Mo Qiuran's meaning.

If he could control the fire element as casually as Mo Qiuran, he could use the power of the Spirit even in a small-scale battle, instead of just staring at him with a gun!

"How do you practice?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I don't know." Mo Qiuran shook her head.

Chu Zihang: "..."

"If I had known, the situation like me would have been copied long ago, right?" Mo Qiuran said.

The system cannot be exposed, so he plans to build himself into a character with [full affinity with any element and can be controlled at will], so there will be no loopholes. The only loophole is probably that there is no blood of the dragon clan in his blood, but what does that matter? As long as others don’t get their own blood!

Chu Zihang was silent, Mo Qiuran was very reasonable. Such skills and technology would definitely not be common, otherwise the dragon clan would have been killed by the mixed race long ago. Imagine that everyone is a weakened version of the four monarchs and even a weakened version of the black king... The dragon clan may have collapsed!

"We can try step by step," Mo Qiuran said, "this will definitely work! With my years of experience in reading fantasy and immortal cultivation novels!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

Why does it feel like the following sentence is not very reliable in an instant!

...

"All videos about this mission have been sealed, all information is listed as top secret, and only the principal has the right to view it. Do you have any opinions on this?" Professor Schneider asked.

The CC11,000 train was bathed in the sun, full of first-year students returning from completing the war internship class. Although the role played by most of them in this course was to fire a few shots... But Cassel Academy did not seem to be repulsive of the thing of hugging the thighs. When Professor Schneider and they announced that everyone had passed the war internship class, everyone cheered. It seemed that they knew that their role this time was more about making soy sauce.

Then Professor Schneider called Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang and Caesar into a separate carriage, saying that some things need to be explained.

This behavior similar to opening up a small hospitality is not what the other students feel. After all, it is these three people who really contributed to this war internship class.

"Seal?" Mo Qiuran raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, seal it up. As for the specific reason, you may need to go to the principal's office after you return to school... Calculate the time, it's afternoon tea." Professor Schneider nodded.

"We?" Caesar asked.

"Yes, you guys," Professor Schneider waved his hand, with obvious fatigue in his silver-gray eyes. It can be seen that he probably didn't have much rest yesterday to deal with the follow-up matters. "Principal Angers will talk to you... and enjoy the cheers. By the way, the results of the three of you are all A."

"There are the same for us? Can we achieve success by listening?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"This time the results will be counted as the time when you enroll in the next semester." Professor Schneider replied.

"It seems that we will definitely win first and second credits in the next semester. From a certain perspective, it is a good thing," Mo Qiuran stood up, "Goodbye, pay attention to rest, Professor Schneider."

Chu Zihang and Caesar also stood up. Caesar frowned. Why did he feel like he had become a follower?

Professor Schneider nodded and watched them leave.

Then take out a hard drive from the bag beside it.

The hard disk is the last backup of all videos. This material alone is enough to make the secret party fight Mo Qiuran until it is sent to the dissection table in the laboratory, otherwise it would not have stopped.

As for the reason why Professor Schneider clearly told the principal that he had completely destroyed all the information but kept one...

"Click!"

Professor Schneider calmly swept the completely crushed hard disk into a bag and threw it into the trash can.

No matter what it was before, it no longer matters now, and the last physical evidence has disappeared in Professor Schneider's steely palm.

I don't want to do it either, but he lets me take a break.

...

"Senior brother, I miss you so much!" The stingy voice, combined with the face that tried hard to make a sincere expression, looked like people wanted to punch him.

So Mo Qiuran did this.

"Help! Murder the senior!" Finger screamed, and welcomed the attention of many students on the train platform. If he were a person who was prone to social destruction, he might have to let him go in this situation... But who is Mo Qiuran!

He dares to read such a deep middle-second line in front of so many people!

There is never awkwardness in his dictionary!

So Mo Qiuran finally managed to force Finger into the corner. Finger tried his best to shrink his body, but... with his huge size, he couldn't shrink much even if he shrinks.

Mo Qiuran smiled and approached with a smile, ready to look around, as if he was thinking about where to start.

"Senior brother, let me die at least understand!" Finger looked sad and angry, "During the time you were going to carry out your mission, I was doing my best to run our reputation operation and information sales business..."

"Yes, this is what I want to ask. Senior, what are the things about your [Shocked, S-Class actually fell into a street performance] and [Popular! Emperor Gattuso's surrender]? It's very suspicious!" Mo Qiuran stared at him, well, Yan Ling Bronze Royal Host's body, it should be no problem if you use it as a sandbag!

Caesar, who was standing beside him, nodded with a cold expression. The post was seen when he returned to the school forum. It was a photo of him walking on the street with Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran and lagging behind a little behind. Later, Caesar thought about it and probably took it when they returned to the accommodation site... It looked like that!

"So you actually have something to do with the executive department?" Mo Qiuran continued.

"As a sixth grade, I have a deep relationship network!" Finger felt proud.
To be continued...