Ever since that day when Suli told Lan Zhe that the academy was going to organize students to go to the Monster Forest for training, no one knew how the news spread. Within a few days, Suli once again obtained from the hands of others an alchemy tool that was comparable to the one that had lasted three minutes under Xia Zuo.

The point is not the alchemy items.

The point is that this thing is too gorgeous.

"Why are alchemy tools made like this?" Suli said in confusion while holding the least fancy golden ear cuff in the whole set of equipment.

Even at its most unadorned, this ear cuff is still made to look quite elaborate. Sully held it close to his eyeballs and could barely see some traces of carving.

If you want to see it more carefully, you may need a magnifying glass.

Custer, who had assembled the scattered equipment into a complete set, picked up another alchemy ring of the same style and introduced it, saying, "Alchemy items are products based on elements, and elements, as a natural force, are themselves a very sophisticated power system even if they are in the visible category."

"The second is that if you want to carve patterns on gems and metals that allow elemental forces to create a barrier or a protective shield, the minimum standard is to make it so fine that it is invisible to the naked eye."

Sully looked at Custer speechlessly.

He didn't want to admit it, but he saw an expectant expression on this man.

"You've explained so much, but your purpose is to make me wear them." Suli put the earrings he had just picked up back on the pile of alchemy ornaments. He looked up at the strange smile on Custer's lips, and there was only one thought in his mind.

——Want to escape.

The researchers nodded decisively.

Custer admitted it quickly. He pointed to the neatly stacked alchemical clothing and said, "Since we are unable to protect you personally, these relatively crude alchemical tools have become a relatively suitable means."

"They may not work very well, but if you wear them properly, they are still something that can comfort our hearts."

Sully said goodbye on the spot.

"No need." Suli chose to refuse.

Not to mention the sky-high prices that these alchemy tools would surely fetch once they were taken to the auction house, just the inexplicable... inexplicable auntie smile on Custer's face made Sully feel that he really had to refuse.

"Only good children with good morals will not make adults worry." Suli said, "For someone like me who has entered menopause... no, a rebellious teenager, I don't care at all whether you worry or not."

The smile on Custer's face became even wider. He stood on one side of the table, slightly bent over. His appearance and demeanor were like a butler serving a nobleman. He was not fawning, but appeared extremely respectful.

"Even if you make us worry, it has absolutely nothing to do with morality."

"As for the relevant parts, that is of course..."

Suli asked, "What is it?"

Perhaps he will never be able to change this habit, for even though he knows the answer will make his hair stand on end, he still can't help asking questions in return.

"Of course, you have always been on a high place, lighting a lamp for us who stand in the dark but don't know the direction, and you finally have the idea of ​​relying on us."

There was an inexplicable kindness in the look in Custer's eyes as he looked at Sully.

"It feels the same for me and all the members of the research base." Caster placed his right hand on his left atrium and bent seriously towards Suli.

"Goodbye!" Su Li pressed the tabletop with a "pop" and used the support to quickly walk out of the building.

It was early in the morning when Custer arrived at the small building with a pile of clothes.

At this time, there is still one hour left before going to Asa College to meet up with other students in the poor student class.

Sully, who is always punctual for work and daily appointments, rarely plans to arrive early.

Just as he opened the door of the small building, he ran into Egbert head-on.

The young man who was about to enter the room still had a bruise on the corner of his mouth. The serious injuries caused by the 1v1 battle with Lan Zhe had already healed on their own, but the area at the corner of his mouth had not yet fully healed as if it had been damaged by the Dark Saint.

Being injured is not shameful, and Egbert didn't think there was anything wrong with being punched in the face. However, because the injuries on his facial features might not look good, or even scary, Egbert was very serious these two days and chose to avoid Sully.

When he suddenly bumped into her, a hint of gloom and seclusion flashed across his face.

What should I do? Lord Suli saw my ugly appearance...

The former Son of Light shouldn't have such a sensitive heart, but as Euphia always says, except for Suli.

Except facing Suli.

After Egbert collected his expression, he suddenly began to feel happy about the close distance between himself and Sully.

He could even see that a strand of Sully's hair was slightly rising uncontrollably!

Normally, when viewed from other angles, it is of course different from the angle that is almost equivalent to sticking now!

Egbert exhaled uncontrollably, a hint of joy spread across his face, but his mouth restrained his increasingly abnormal thoughts.

"What's the matter, Lord Suli? Why are you in such a hurry to open the door?"

"Nothing serious, I just plan to meet up with my classmates in advance." Sully took a step back and looked at Egbert, who had a serious expression. His intuition told him that there was something wrong with Egbert's performance at this moment, but Sully couldn't detect anything obviously wrong.

He probably never imagined in his life that a grown man could gain acting skills comparable to that of an Oscar winner just because of a purple bruise at the corner of his mouth.

"Is today the day you go to the Monster Forest for training?" Egbert paused for a moment, then held Sully's shoulders and said hurriedly, "I didn't realize that you were about to experience this for the first time. It's really my fault."

Sully's mouth twitched. Under the attack of Egbert's tone, he ignored the hands on his shoulders and blurted out: "You'd better give me a suitable reason to explain what you mean by the first time."

Egbert was secretly delighted that he was not only close to Sully today, but he could even put his hands on his shoulders. He said seriously, "I'm just talking about your first time attending a large event with your classmates."

Sully looked at his expression and stared at it for five full seconds without noticing anything wrong.

But there is nothing wrong, that is the biggest wrong.

Egbert is normal?

This is simply the most abnormal scene.

But before questioning whether he had taken his medicine today, Sully chose to go out early and told Egbert: "Okay, I have to go."

He should not have stayed at the door for too long, thinking about what was going on in Egbert's mind, but should have gone to Asa College earlier.

Egbert looked on reluctantly as Sully walked around him and opened the door of the small building with one hand.

When the image of Sully, a two or three-year-old ball, holding the door handle with both hands appeared in his mind like an illusion, Custer had already held the pile of alchemy props in his hands and walked to the door.

He also said, "Do you really want to do what I just said?"

Sully did not reply.

Until Custer said again: "I think it is necessary to repeat what I just told you to Mr. Egbert."

Egbert followed up by asking, "What?"

Custer just gave him a subtle look.

What else could you say?

That must be the case. As soon as Suli heard it, he would think of the words of the Egg virus.

Suli turned halfway around and looked at Custer inside the door and said, "People like me will never do anything that makes me feel unhappy."

"For example, because of some trivial, potentially socially deadly status quo, you accept a full set of alchemical clothing that will bring even greater social death."

Suli would never accept to play the role of Welcoming Pine Tree in the same place.

Using the house-demolishing effect in the opposite direction is bound to be a mistake.

Surry left in style.

However, Custer stared at Egbert with a sad look.

The right-hand man who did not provide any help to the current situation could only look at Sully's back and smile indescribably silently.

…

In the end, Suli chose not to arrive at the meeting point early.

He chose to wait quietly not far from the small building for Cyril and Hu, who were still washing up.

But when Cyril came running towards him with a huge bottle of milk, Sully's face was almost wrinkled into a bun.

"Come on, you should at least know how much your growth rate worries us." Cyril gestured at Sully, who was almost a head shorter than her.

Sully is certainly not short. After coming to the other world for a year, his height has approached 170cm.

It's just that Cyril has obviously overgrown and is now over 180cm tall.

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"You are the ones with the problem, not me." He said in a deep voice.

Suli was 185cm tall before the time travel, which made him very self-aware.

At least in the world before he traveled through time, when Xu was 14 years old, he was only 1.6 meters tall.

The people in this world are obviously developing abnormalities.

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Egbert is over 190cm tall.

Although the others aren’t short either.

You know, Euphia is 180cm tall, and when she walks on weekdays, she doesn't just walk with the wind.

Even the Lions leaders are two meters tall.

So Suli always insisted that the problem was with the world. As for him? He was always normal.

"But you really..." Cyril looked at Sully's head, hesitant to speak.

How could this boy, who is half a year younger than Sully's body in the other world, be two centimeters taller than Sully?

"Let me emphasize again, I'm normal." Suli's face was almost frozen.

Cyril shrugged and gave up on stuffing a large bottle of milk into Sully's hands.

Although he didn't say anything, the weight of the milk was so strong that it seemed like Suli was being pressed even shorter.

Suli: ……………………

Ah, this was the second time that he felt like he couldn't live in that little building anymore.

The first time, everyone was very abnormal.

Now, everyone is "abnormal"!

Sully chooses to treat Cyril as a humanoid self-propelled milk delivery robot.

After that, there was no conversation on the way to meet up with the students in the poor student class.

The teacher leading the team this time is still the familiar blond curly-haired Haiya.

He did not give too many instructions to the students in the poor class, but simply said a few words: "I don't expect you to come back intact, but at least you should try your best to save your life in this low-level experience."

"That's all. Next, you must follow the team of instructors carefully."

Haiya is quite capable, but as an elemental instructor for a class of poor students, he does not have the authority to lead an entire grade of students.

"No hope, low-level experience, try your best to save your life..." The gray-haired boy, who had swapped seats with Shu and thus became the deskmate of Shu and Suli, couldn't help muttering.

The boy suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "I know we are weak, but it shouldn't be that bad?"

"Not having any students repeat a grade is a testament to our strength." How can we be so open-minded?

Isn't it the same as Cyril? If the latter still thinks from a purely human rational perspective, then Cyril's talent can almost be equivalent to 100% elemental affinity.

This may be a concept of talent, but it was the Legion of Saints that really made people understand that some things do not need to be forced.

From the perspective of strength, it is not very clear.

How can we even evaluate him from the perspective of the queen's own son and one of the candidates for Amiqubi's successor? When all the people related to that red brick building are gathered, they can even overthrow half of Amiqubi with the strength of a few human beings.

There is no comparison, and no need to compare.

In the blink of an eye, he was able to comfort the gray-haired boy: "Teacher Haiya has no expectations of us, which also means that as long as we do a little better, it will be equivalent to far exceeding his expectations."

The gray-haired boy stared at her blankly, with a look of surprise that he himself hadn't noticed: "I feel like you've become very different from before. I can't say it's before? It was probably half a month ago or a month ago."

“The difference is really obvious.”

He even explained: "If it was you at that time, I always feel that you would just answer me and say, 'We are so bad', or, 'We are just average'."

He was a little stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but look at Suli not far away.

The boy was talking to Cyril, and his platinum-blond hair bounced as he spoke. And Sully's expression, look, and manner did not show any stress at all.

I could even hear people from other classes questioning, "There seems to be a person with zero element affinity in the money class. Could he be this year's bait?"

At this time, someone even responded, "Of course the weak can be used as bait, but if he is that weak, the monsters won't want to eat him."

This is a conversation that has happened every year, except that now, we are not even qualified to be the ones being evaluated.

The college is still a small circle, and the students who paid to get in are not as spoiled as others think. When they are in the same class, there is rarely any obvious malicious behavior.

After all, everyone has paid to get in. Who knows the power behind it, and who is more powerful than who?

Perhaps realizing that he hadn't come near her for a long time, Sully waved to her from a distance while talking to Cyril.

The boy, who was still the eldest prince on the surface, seemed to have been given a floating quality by the wind just now.

But from Suli's perspective, it is certainly not necessary to use such literary terms to describe it.

He just felt that even being sad now seemed a little too mild.

When someone came to him, Suli asked, "What's wrong?"

The boy, who was two centimeters taller than Sully, lowered his head and looked like a little beast that had been bullied.

He said in a depressed tone: "I am just a little unhappy. How can those people say such things after reading the book released by Mr. Iger?"

Sully laughed when he heard this. He wanted to pat Shi on the shoulder, but when he realized the height difference, he put down his raised hand.

Suli said calmly: "No matter what other people's opinions are, it doesn't matter."

It is impossible not to hear people from other classes using language to target me.

Sully just didn't care what they said.

You can't ask a person who, not long ago, would take time out every day to think about his life and death in another world and the meaning of existence to pay attention and be affected by the words of such a group of children.

"To put it kindly, I am generous and don't care. To put it cruelly, it would probably become that the mortality rate of the experience is extremely high, and the one who survives to the end is the winner."

Suli narrowed his eyes and told him: "In the torrent of the times, those who can survive and are willing to persevere are all precious kings."

Cyril commented on him: "You speak as if you were a super villain in a bard's storybook."

"If a hero really existed, he would have rushed towards you, shouting oh-oh-oh, holding a pure copper-iron sword."

Suli felt as if he was choking on air. He said in a gloomy voice, "...having too much sense of humor is not good."

"But if you have a good sense of humor, you can do something funny when you're not concentrating." Cyril said as she rudely kicked down an idiot who had just tried to press his entire palm on Sully's head.

Sometimes Cyril was glad that no schoolmate would bring in Sully, the "Lord Sully" in the widely circulated book.

That's good.

After all, when the gods spread wisdom to the world, the fools who take the initiative to hold up umbrellas had better never be smart.

Cyril looked down at the boy who was lying on the ground. He was a sturdy boy who was taller than him.

"Bullying is not a good way to deal with people."

Cyril looked down at the fallen visitor.

Cyril had mastered the ability to read people's faces during his years as a beggar.

At that time, human malice was much more secretive than it is now.

Who can believe that someone who holds a broken bowl and shares his hard-earned water with you would deliberately sprinkle a handful of ashes into it?

When the big man was avoided by many students and walked towards Sully's back, Cyril was already on high alert.

And when that person stretched out his hand, the dragon-born boy just wanted to follow his instinct and break his neck.

There was no misjudgment. The malice and resentment in the eyes of the man who fell to the ground holding his stomach were too obvious.

Suli, who was said to have a poor concentration, is now very focused.

When passers-by who have seen it before or haven't seen it before say something in a sly way: "Why are you hitting people?"

"As expected of a person from the money class, hehe, Faulkner, you are too weak, you are at least from Class 2, and you were kicked down by a person from the money class. Are you trying to cheat me?"

Some people also quietly defended: "It should be that Faulkner wanted to attack the platinum-haired boy just now, and his companions fought back... right?"

Those who explain are cautious, those who satirize are proud, and those who ignore it look on the surface indifferent.

It was a small school that only sent out half of its students for training...

But there are so many trivial things.

Sully laughed once, just once, without any more sound.

He looked at the tall boy from Class 2 who was lying on the ground and trying to get up, and said with an icy gaze, "Remember to stay away from me next time. I don't like strangers getting too close to me."

The person who explained showed an expression of disbelief, the person who made sarcastic remarks became even more sarcastic, and the one who was high and mighty, considering himself to be of high moral character, showed an expression of disgust towards Sully.

But there is one thing that is clearly not a coincidence.

No one, be it bystanders or the parties involved, could look at Cyril, who was obviously in discomfort, with what they thought was good intentions or bad intentions.

Until an unfamiliar elemental instructor came forward.

He didn't pay attention to the big man with footprints on his body, nor did he pay too much attention to Sully and Cyril. He just said to the many students who were in a bad mood: "Please don't add unnecessary trouble to my work."

"I'm tired of taking you to missions."

Suli lowered his head to hide the smile on his lips.

He whispered to Cyril, "I always think that this instructor will add that if the dean hadn't given him enough, he would have quit long ago, and there would be no problem."

The elemental instructor is not there to teach students morality.

Perhaps Dean Asa had this idea when he opened the academy, but reality is in line with the logic of this world.

The words of those who are not strong are useless.

And if what the strong say is useful, there will be stronger people.

Therefore, the elemental instructor is essentially just a social animal from another world who is paid to do a job.

Cyril didn't think about it, he just pushed Sully on the back and asked him to keep up with the team.

Of course, there was no need for a group of students to run to the Monster Forest from Jisuo Town by themselves.

The long-distance transfer method provided by the academy is very consistent with the magic circle transfer in the Western fantasy world.

When the huge magic circle that could cover all the students lit up in the largest square of the academy, Suli sighed sincerely, no wonder Dean Asa charged so much.

The underlying logic of alchemy items that Custer mentioned earlier also applies to magic circles.

Using elements to move an individual from one location to another specific location is a very troublesome and delicate task.

that is……

After the huge flash of light, Suli was the only one left in the entire square.

Suli: ……………

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jisok town.

Cyril and Hu looked at the place where Sully should be in tacit understanding.

Then, they fell into a long silence.

………………

"It's not that I don't want to participate. It's simply that I'm being excluded from all aspects by this damn world." Suli said without any resentment.

He has no complaints.

real.

Dean Asa, who had been watching secretly to see how Sully would handle conflicts in the small society of students, fell into deep thought...

Now, besides Suli in the middle of the square, there is Dean Asa in the marginal area.

Which is more embarrassing, or is the wind stronger?

This question is not suitable for elderly people to answer.

At least the choice made by Dean Asa was: "If this damn world really excludes you, then I will take you..."

"To crowd out the world together."

The dean, whose soul is eternal, walked towards Sully.

Sully looked at him expressionlessly.

"No, I don't want to go. I want to be excluded from this damn world."

Is it really true that the identity of the mascot can no longer be concealed?

"That's not up to you." Dean Asa laughed.

Compared to the magic circle, Dean Asa summoned something that was more in line with the Western fantasy world...

"Lion... Griffon?"

Dean Asa patted the winged lion. He used the elements to build a windproof barrier with the trees in front of him, and then explained to Suli: "I'm not sure if this is what you said."

"As for this child," Dean Asa patted the lion on the back, "he is the species among the monsters that is most likely to cooperate with humans."

In addition to humans and beasts eating each other as a sign of courtesy, there are countless ways in which humans are good at using beasts.

Those extremely powerful people in the small building have implicitly created an information cocoon for Sully.

It was also the first time that Suli saw humans taming monsters.

The two of them didn't say anything during the rest of the journey until Dean Asa took a plane and dropped Sully off safely.

If it had been half an hour later, Cyril and I could not guarantee that they would have run directly back to Sadina from Ziso Town.

"I hate to see this," Cyril said bluntly.

After walking around Sully twice and making sure he was not hurt, he added, "Me too."

"Now that everyone is here, it's time for you to take action." A teacher who was instructing a group of decadent office workers pointed in the direction of the forest not far away and spoke slowly.

Sully was ostracized by the world, and the result was that the entire team could not make any progress.

Cyril and Hu could not have guessed the possibility that he was excluded, but there was no way to be 100% sure.

As for the instructors in the college, they are relatively more strict.

It’s not uncommon for students to try to harm each other, but when someone dies before anything even starts… that’s something completely different.

Therefore, before confirming that Suli was safe, the class instructor still chose to prevent the students from entering the forest, even though he was unwilling to add extra workload to his job.

Even before Sully arrived, a long series of warnings were issued.

It is particularly emphasized that the entire process of this training will be under the supervision of the elemental instructor. If there is any behavior that harms your companions, your personal performance will be determined by a point deduction system.

Those with poor performance will not only receive no rewards but will also be directly fired.

However, now, when everyone arrived, a group of elemental instructors acted as if nothing had happened and rudely drove everyone into the forest.

Suli walked towards the forest, stroking his nose, but before entering completely, he turned his head uncontrollably to look at the instructor.

Then, I received an overly complicated look from the other party.

When the students entered, a group of teachers asked Dean Asa, "That kid with platinum hair must be the protagonist of the book, right?"

Dean Asa nodded and replied, “That’s right.”

"Do you think it is appropriate for a person like this to participate in this kind of training without any resistance?"

"Ha ha ha." Dean Asa pulled at his beard that had turned white with age and said to a group of instructors, "Rather than saying whether it's appropriate or not, it's better to say that this experience itself is just a non-indirect channel for him to obtain information about monsters."

A group of elemental instructors stood there in a daze.

He recalled the truth that was widely circulated in the city, and blurted out: "Does that child really want to come into contact with the monster civilization as a human?"

Dean Asa did not say it directly, but told him: "If there is anyone who can do this, then that person must be him."

“It’s overrated…”

"But what if he discovered the truth from the details of human perspective?"

"And you..." Dean Asa gave a meaningful look to the group of instructors who had cold comments in the academy.

He himself did not need to tell all the students that this training session would be monitored throughout by the element instructor.

The reason for saying this was not because I wanted to tell other students about the additional implicit rules, but to prevent them from persecuting Suli.

"No One Knows Lord Sury Better Than Me", whether from the name or the author, it looks like a work that is infinitely close to the occasional song of third-rate bards.

But as long as you really calm down and read it, this text, which is difficult for young people to read calmly, can really open a new door for the world of rigid logic.

At least from the perspective of a group of instructors, both this book and the "Lord Suli" described in the book are as important as gods.

And this person who was held to such a high position happened to be a teenager.

It's hard not to worry.

Although before leaving, President Asa very forcefully revealed the inner truth of a group of instructors.

"I don't think you're just worried."

"You are my student after all. If you know that such a thing exists, you will just try your best to get closer to it."

After a moment of silence, the elemental instructors looked at Dean Asa riding a griffin and flew away, and said softly, "You have to understand how people who don't believe in God feel when they see God with their own eyes."

Monster forest.

Sulihun felt a chill all over his body. He shivered and asked Cyril: "We are moving from winter to spring, right? How can it still be so cold?"

Cyril looked at him inexplicably.

"My intuition tells me that maybe Brother Egg is missing you again."

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