His eyes became brighter and brighter, as if a small sun was burning in them, truly demonstrating what it meant to be complacent.

Wei Sushen sighed softly, finally understanding the fundamental difference between himself and the system. He could also cheat others without batting an eyelid, but he would never enjoy it as much as he did now.

"'Eight' and 'man' are completely different."

Fang Shan frowned and argued, "People are separated, and they were one family 800 years ago."

“…”

Fang Shan was still waiting for his approval of his plan. After staring at each other for three seconds, Wei Sushen simply said, "There's a fundamental difference in pronunciation between the two."

"So I'm going to make a flag instead of a speech," Fang Shan said, "as long as the trademark is roughly similar."

Once you have a solution, ask: "Any other questions?"

Wei Sushen patted his shoulder and shook his head slowly.

No problem, it's others who will cause problems anyway.

Fang Shan dragged the group toward the square. He had no interest in poetry and songs, so he started chatting about life aspirations to pass the time. Looking at the sparrows chirping non-stop in the trees, he asked, "If you had the chance to be reborn, what would you want to do?"

"Lantern." Wei Sushen said expressionlessly.

Fang Shan stopped in surprise and quickly asked the reason.

Wei Sushen: "If it doesn't concern me, I'll just ignore it."

Because the system was by his side, he actually learned to worry about the people of the world all the time.

For the first time in my life, I discovered that one person can destroy the world.

Perhaps because they often made eye contact, Fang Shan could actually read the emotion in his eyes and said maliciously, "Because of me, the host has failed for the first time, and has been ignored for the first time..."

After summarizing hundreds of firsts in a row, Fang Shan joked, "Who knows, maybe all your firsts in the future will be related to me."

On a sunny day, Wei Sushen suddenly shivered.

"We're here." He skipped the topic and reminded.

Fang Shan realized they had already reached the square. The academy had just finished an incident, and student control had been tightened. Most of the students on missions had been recalled and were required to train under the guidance of teachers for a short period of time.

Wei Sushen was an exception. It was no exaggeration for Mu Yuan to say that he was like a dragon that was hard to find. He only occasionally gave him guidance on his cultivation problems.

The number of students participating in free activities at the college decreased, and the square was deserted except for them.

Fang Shan looked around and said, "What a pity it is such a great place for a date."

Seeing him walking towards the crystal ball, Wei Sushen warned him from behind: "It's a cultural relic after all, leave him a way out."

Fang Shan said seriously, "Don't worry, I will know my limits."

Then Wei Sushen became even more worried.

Before Fang Shan got close, the crystal ball had already trembled and its direction shifted, as if it wanted to move closer to the sculpture of the first dean.

Fang Shan smiled with a very kind face, just like the wolf grandmother in the fairy tale.

"Don't be afraid." He said hypocritically, "I'm here to discuss something serious."

The hypocritical smile didn't last even a second before he rubbed his palm against the surface of the crystal ball several times: "Bald, how dare you call me a bastard."

A gust of wind blew by, and Wei Sushen, who was watching, couldn't help asking, "How do you know it's scolding you?"

From the violent fluctuations of the crystal ball, it can be seen that the system did not seem to have wronged it.

Fang Shan sneered, held the crystal ball in his palm, and flicked the top with his finger: "You didn't expect that I can read lips."

“…”

Wei Sushen had no idea where the lips of the crystal ball were, and he didn't even dare to ask, as that would make him seem like an ignorant idiot.

On the bright side, Fang Shan communicated smoothly with the crystal ball.

"Baby." After rubbing its bald head vigorously, Fang Shan put on a smiling face again: "I forgive the hurt you just caused me. Let's start over. Do you want to do this deal?"

The crystal ball didn't respond immediately. Fang Shan waved to Wei Sushen behind him and said, "Don't just watch the show. Come over and help."

Wei Sushen shook his head, saying that it would give him the illusion that he was forcing a woman of good character into prostitution.

Fang Shan said seriously, "Please don't use words carelessly. This is called developing potential."

Wei Sushen remained unmoved.

Fang Shan gave up and stared at the crystal ball, the smile on his lips becoming more and more obvious: "I understand you. In essence, you are the same as him."

Then he pointed at Wei Sushen and said, "You may say no, but your body is more honest than anyone else."

“…”

Fang Shan: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have to pay attention to my threats again and again."

The first time Fang Shan forced the crystal ball to admit that it had S-level qualifications, he did use some other means, secretly using props to threaten to destroy it if it didn't admit it.

However, no similar means were used afterwards.

Wei Sushen had no idea what the crystal ball said, and he had no idea what they were communicating. He only saw Fang Shan suddenly take out a whip from his waist and start whipping the surface of the crystal ball.

From a distance, the scene looked somewhat brutal.

Wei Sushen was hesitating whether to step forward to stop it when he saw the crystal ball emit a dazzling light. It did not look like anger, but judging from the softness of the light, it was closer to joy.

Fang Shan put away the whip and said to Wei Sushen, "It agrees."

Wei Sushen thought for a moment and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Fang Shan curled his lips: "Can't you see? It just likes this."

He extended his hand and said, "Please rub my wrist. It's a little sore because I've been pumping for too long."

Wei Sushen was slightly shocked, and it was hard to tell whether it was visual or mental.

While enjoying the massage, Fang Shan said, "Actually, whipping is also a test of skill. Don't use too much force, and make sure the scars left behind can produce a numbing sensation when in contact with the air."

“…Please don’t share this experience with me.”

"It's not good to just talk about it on paper. I've only seen the theory before, but the results of this practice are quite good."

He looked at Wei Sushen meaningfully and said, "Do you want to..."

"I refuse."

Before he could finish his words, Wei Sushen spoke without thinking.

Fang Shan showed a regretful expression: "There's a lot of time to go, so let's discuss business first."

Wei Sushen nodded.

Fang Shan's expression returned to seriousness. "Before his death, the first dean of the Imperial Academy injected some of his telekinesis into the crystal ball. We can use this telekinesis to achieve the effect of entering a dream."

Wei Sushen looked at the tall sculpture and said, "The dean's will is still here. I'm afraid it still needs his approval."

Fang Shan: "He agreed."

Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?"

Fang Shan nodded. "According to the crystal ball's feedback, the dean's remaining will believes that the remaining demons will eventually be destroyed by us. Unfortunately, they refuse to meet with us."

I thought I could obtain valuable inheritance.

Wei Sushen: "...He did the right thing."

Fang Shan nodded without any awkwardness. "I agree. He's worthy of being the founder of the Imperial Academy. Even the trace of his remaining will can make such a correct decision."

If you meet them, you will definitely be fleeced.

Hearing this, Wei Sushen stretched out his hand. Fang Shan rushed to rub his brow before he could do so, and asked with a caring look, "Do you still have a headache?"

Wei Sushen shook his head——

What can I say, this damn tacit understanding!

Shaking his head to get rid of the strange thoughts, Wei Sushen said: "Oh right, there's more..."

"Get Fatty to join us," Fang Shan continued, "Fatty's family made their fortune on intelligence. He must have a list of suspects. Our top priority is to recruit him."

Wei Sushen looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.

Fang Shan wondered, "Why are you sighing for no reason?"

Wei Sushen: "I just found that our thoughts are almost on the same channel."

Fang Shan smiled and said, "This is a good thing."

"Is that so?"

·

It would be more accurate to say that the fat man was kidnapped rather than being recruited into the gang.

After hearing their plan, the fat man's eyes widened to almost the size of copper bells.

"What happens if I refuse?"

Fang Shan: "Since we've known each other for a while, I'll leave you with an intact body."

The fat man shuddered and swallowed: "Who else knows about this?"

Fang Shan: "The crystal ball is also an accomplice."

The fat man looked like he was going to die soon. He slumped to the ground and said in despair, "Just kill me."

Fang Shan whispered something devilishly tempting him: "This is something even the first dean is optimistic about."

The fat man said with a sad face: "What if there is an accident..."

Fang Shan said coldly, "What if it succeeds?"

The fat man lowered his head and picked at his fingers, a fierce struggle raging in his mind. From a young age, his family had prioritized cultivating their investment acumen over cultivating talent. Sometimes, investing in an untapped talent could bring greater value than cultivating a talented cultivator.

Although Mo Xiu has done things out of the ordinary, he has been making profits so far, and the unlucky ones are the people around him. Who knows, he might really achieve great things in the future.

"Done!" After a long time, he gritted his teeth and slapped the ground with his palm, splashing up choking dust.

Fang Shan clapped his hands and exclaimed, "He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

The fat man looked around and whispered, "But this list is top secret, and there is a lot of uncertainty in it."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Shan said, "It's not a real cult. Just let it grow as big as possible."

The fat man was experienced: "Since we are establishing a sect, we must formulate the sect rules."

Fang Shan said without hesitation: "Those who leave without permission will die; those who betray the organization will die; those who disobey discipline will die."

"...Isn't that too overbearing?"

Fang Shan shrugged: "What logic do evil and crooked ways need?"

“…”

Didn’t we say it wasn’t a cult?

The fat man rolled his eyes several times, and suddenly looked at Wei Sushen, who was standing silently behind Fang Shan, his face full of curiosity: "Actually, I have always had a question. You let Meng Mo do business outside, so what do you do?"

He said with a silly laugh: "It's not like he's going to do nightmares."

As soon as he finished speaking, two feet stepped on his face at the same time.

Compared with Wei Sushen, Fang Shan stepped harder, leaving clear lines on his chubby cheeks.

"Say it again." Fang Shan smiled sinisterly.

Fatty: “…Just a joke.”

The reactions of these two people were too great.

What does the old saying go?

Being angry out of shame only makes things more obvious!