Chapter 85 Black and Red

The Federation has medical solutions to deal with XM erosion.

Wang Mingyi’s condition was deteriorating because she didn’t find the right direction. Now it seems that she should be fine.

It’s getting late, time to go back.

"Yunmo, if it weren't for you, we would have lost our daughter!"

Mr. Wang gratefully pulled her aside and carefully handed her a black card. "Please accept it."

The card is worth one million star coins, and the Wang family attaches great importance to this life-saving favor.

Moreover, judging from Mr. Wang's experience of countless people, Yunmo is definitely a capable person. There are only benefits and no harm in establishing a relationship with her before she grows up.

Yun Mo nodded and did not refuse. She had put in a lot of effort in this matter and could accept the money.

However, although the money was not earned from fortune-telling, she still donated half of it for her own merit.

The remaining 500,000 star coins...

Yun Mo took out the bill given by Xiao Nan, looked through it, and felt a pang of pain for a long time. She kept 50,000 for herself and transferred the rest to him.

Xiao Nan's communication soon rang, "Sister, how do you have so much money?"

Before Yun Mo could respond, Xiao Nan continued, "Sister, we must be upright people."

"Get lost!" Yun Mo wanted to pull the money-eating beast over to him, "I'm selling my brain power!"

"Oh, then I'm relieved!"

"By the way, sister, this money is only enough for a mediocre mecha arm. For the rest of the money, I still have to continue to live off you," Xiao Nan laughed heartlessly.

"Pa", Yun Mo decisively hung up the phone, you little bastard!

Leicester Military Academy provided them with formal accommodation.

Ordinary students live in a suite of four, sharing a hall, but each has a separate bedroom and bathroom.

Some special students can enjoy better accommodation standards.

However, given Yunmo's hometown and status, it would never be her turn. She didn't attach much importance to these material things, so she didn't intend to care about it.

She was not the only girl among the special recruits for this solo operation, but judging from the name tags hanging in each room, the other girls should have been transferred from other majors, probably with the purpose of isolating her.

And when I went back to the door to look at the dormitory number, it was 1313. Haha, although the Federation advocates science, many people still avoid the number 13. I knew at a glance that it was definitely related to a certain young lady.

Yunmo walked into the house.

A beautiful woman stood up on the sofa in the middle of the living room. She had a full forehead, clear black and white eyes, eyebrows that were close together and not scattered, and full nose wings. She was a blessed roommate.

The key point is that this roommate has a talisman paper strung together with black thread on his wrist, and the aura emanating from it is very familiar.

Oh, what a fate, isn’t this the million spiders?

Yun Mo smiled and didn't expose it.

The other person looked at her with a smile, stretched out his white arm, and said very friendly, "Hello, I'm Lianzhu, a freshman majoring in mecha design."

Yun Mo shook her hand and said, "I'm Yun Mo, a single soldier."

"Wow!" Lianzhu said excitedly, "You don't look that strong, but you're able to enter the individual soldier department. That's impressive."

Yun Mo curled her lips and muttered to herself, "You probably don't know that I'm the last one in the class."

As they were talking, the other two roommates came over. They were all classmates of Lianzhu, and the three of them were very familiar with each other.

"Are you a single soldier?"

Roommate A jumped over, his face brimming with excitement. "Do you know the Red Team commander for this exercise? I heard it's a girl, and she defeated Fang Hongchen. What a shame, the three of us had projects and couldn't participate. I really want to meet her."

Yun Mo touched his nose and laughed dryly twice, "You'll recognize him later."

"No, what's your name?" Roommate B opened the smart brain and browsed the messages in front of Yunmo.

"Yun Mo, Yun...ah! You are Commander Yun!"

Roommate B's face was red and he was panting.

"What?!"

The other two people's eyes immediately widened.

"Oh, God, you're in the same dorm with me. I can go out and brag about this!"

Yunmo caught a glimpse of her documents out of the corner of her eye.

What a mess!

She obviously has a better look, so why use the animated picture of her stripping a boy's clothes as her identifying mark...

Yun Mo covered her face. If it was anger in this sense, she would rather keep a low profile.

The roommates were very excited. Yunmo chatted with them for a while, and then they went their separate ways.

When I opened the door, I saw that the quilts and clothes in the room were ready and neatly stacked.

This was the first time she felt that choosing this major had some benefits.

Yunmo sat at the desk in deep thought, with a piece of white paper spread out in front of her.

Principal Xue is a time bomb and must be kept under tight control to be safe.

First, he cannot be allowed to transfer his body easily.

The second is to cut off his access to spiritual energy, thus keeping him weak.

Yunmo pondered the possible directions.

Changing the feng shui of his living environment could help, but for her, the risks were too great.

After all, surveillance methods in the interstellar age are difficult to prevent. She doesn't have the ability to sneak into other people's homes without leaving a trace and cast a spell.

Then the most feasible way left is the talisman!

The soul-fixing talisman helped it merge better with Principal Xue's body, making it difficult to break free.

The isolation talisman cuts off its connection with external spiritual power and prevents it from receiving supplies.

However, based on Yunmo's superficial understanding of the Star Alliance, they have very high IQs.

Therefore, it is basically a fantasy to expect someone like Principal Xue to wear talismans without making any noise.

Then, the only way left is to draw talismans in the air.

The blood talisman drawn by the soul's spiritual power can be directly thrown at Principal Xue.

The spells cast by ordinary talisman paper are short-lived and have limited effectiveness.

The power of the blood talisman created in the air was incomparable to that of ordinary talisman paper. As long as she didn't take it back, the fight would continue until her death.

Yun Mo looked inward and found that the scars on his soul had faded. It looked crystal clear and white. His mental strength level was still B+, and was tending to move closer to A.

Under her current physical condition, the probability of her drawing a blood talisman is only about 60%.

Moreover, this kind of harmful talisman comes at a price, it will damage one's merits, and it has a very strong backlash effect. It will not be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Yun Mo shook her head, feeling that it was not very safe.

It is still necessary to further repair the soul before being able to withstand the huge backlash.

"The power of faith, the power of faith..."

Yunmo sighed and opened her WB account.

“Wow…”

It’s so lively!

Yunmo counted the number of messages...

"One, ten, hundred, thousand..."

She could hardly count how many zeros there were, and most of them were waiting for her next talisman.

Yun Mo curled her lips, drew a health talisman, uploaded it, and sent it.

@Call Me Dad: Health Talisman 500, wishing you good health...

"The Great God has come out!"

"Capture the Great God alive!"

“Worship, worship…”

With this talisman, the WB account that had been silent for a long time became lively again.

Yun Mo didn't care about it anymore and turned around to open the "Sijiu Yixuetang" again.

It can be said that the more prosperous the WB account is, the worse the situation here is.

"Sijiu Yixuetang" is now very popular.

Why?

During Yunmo's military training, he used his "little expert in solving problems" to show off his magical powers and attracted a group of believers and customers.

Customers place their orders in the store, pay, and then wait contentedly for her to interpret their divinations.

Well, I haven't seen him for a month, and there's no reply...

If you have something to say, why don't you just give me a call? Why are you advertising if you don't provide any service?!

Customers were angry and cancelled their orders and gave bad reviews.

Yun Mo didn't know where Xingwang learned this shitty personality.

Why can you give a bad review even if the transaction is not successful?!

Wouldn't that be easy to attract bad guys?

In the era of Big Earth, can reviews on Taobao be based on real transactions?!

Yunmo played from beginning to end.

Hey, thousands of one-star reviews!

There was even a customer who was so angry that he paid money to hire a group of netizens to give her one star!

Yunmo finally understood how Dingding felt when students gave Dingding a one-star rating in groups in order to avoid taking online classes!

It’s so fucking sour!

"This store is going bankrupt!"

Yunmo leaned back in her chair, feeling a little unhappy.

How can I put it this way? This was my first store in the interstellar world, and I earned my first eighty star coins!

I have to save the first child I raised by myself.

(End of this chapter)