Chapter 70 Why would Lanqi have bad intentions?

Doubts spread like vines to every corner of the painting classroom, making the art space, which was originally noisy, suddenly become silent.

All eyes turned to the only target - Lanqi.

As if eager to find an explanation from his natural and innocent expression.

However.

His face was like a painting that was more difficult to decipher than the one in the professor's hands, and no one could figure it out.

Four consecutive quick answers were like lightning, each time hitting the correct option directly.

It was hard to explain as a coincidence, and no demon suspected that Lanqi relied on luck.

Although they couldn't figure out what kind of strange magic this glowing demon used to analyze the answer so accurately and quickly...

“…”

The eagle-eyed demon sat there, lost in thought because of Lanqi's words of advice, his eyes looked a little annoyed and conflicted.

He knew it was natural for Lanqi to take revenge.

So it is possible that Lanqi deliberately gave the correct answer several times before, and then told the wrong answer again when he came to the Hawkeye Demon, in order to mislead him!

but.

It is also possible that Lanci predicted that the Hawkeye Demon could see through the trap, so he answered the correct answer anyway, tempting the Hawkeye Demon to deliberately give the opposite answer.

After a while of analysis, the Hawkeye Demon went deeper and deeper, and began to be unable to analyze which level Lanqi was on. He gradually suspected that Lanqi was just playing with his mentality! Finally, he thought about it for a while.

The eagle-eyed demon slowly raised the corners of his mouth as if he had discovered some clue.

It's like I figured out what to do.

"You are very smart, but you overlooked one thing..."

The eagle-eyed demon stared at Lanci like a police officer who had discovered clues to a criminal.

As a specialist in mental magic, he can clearly discern the mental fluctuations of other demons.

When Lanqi told him the answer just now, he had almost no complicated thoughts.

The words were too calm, the eyes too pure.

In the demon world, no demon could do this—tell the right answer to a hostile object so sincerely and without any distractions! This was also the only flaw in the trap that the glowing demon wanted to set! He must have harbored the most instinctive malice of the demon race and said the wrong answer.

“It was drawn by a student.”

The Hawkeye Demon did not accept Lanci's answer. His voice was firm and resounding in the empty classroom.

Then he glanced at Lanqi with a sneer.

It was as if he was mocking Lanci's feeble plan, which not only failed to harm him, but actually helped him!

“…”

Professor Mogut said nothing and shook his head.

"Wrong, this is what I drew."

There was a hint of annoyance in Professor Mogut's words.

Lanqi was full of regret and looked at the eagle-eyed demon like a fool.

"I've already told you the correct answer, why don't you believe me..."

It seemed like he had no bad intentions and really wanted to help his classmates to the best of his ability.

“…”

Hyperion on the side stared at Lanqi's face. She knew that what Lanqi said must be true, but unfortunately the eagle-eyed demon refused to believe it.

After thinking about it, Hyperion felt that it was another demon that was being played around by Lanqi.

Regardless of whether the Hawkeye Demon believed it or not, Lanci's act of revealing the answer disturbed the Hawkeye Demon's mind, because even the Hawkeye Demon himself did not realize that he had unknowingly shifted the focus of his attention from the painting to Lanci.

"What's the matter?"

Lanqi seemed to notice that Hyperion was looking at him. He turned his head and looked at her with a smile, his voice as clear as spring water.

"……nothing."

Hyperion didn't say much to Lanqi.

She knew that even if she asked Lanqi, Lanqi would only tell her with an innocent face: "I didn't know", "That guy was judging others by his own mean heart", "How could I harm my classmates" and so on.

This guy's naturalness and blackness have been perfectly integrated, so that she can't tell whether he is doing good or evil, and he even begins to have duality...

…

The entire right side of the classroom fell into an unforgettable silence.

“Ahh…”

The eagle-eyed demon's face was full of fear, and his eyes reflected the intertwined light and shadow of Ranchi behind him, as if the demon's distorted face was reflected in the darkness.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

His face became distorted, full of resentment and helplessness.

Looking at the approaching professor, his originally sharp eagle eyes were soon filled with bottomless despair.

Until now, he still couldn't understand why the glowing demon could display "kindness", something that did not belong to the demon clan, so purely and flawlessly!

Professor Mogut's steps were steady and powerful, and every step was like a death knell striking the heart of the eagle-eyed demon, stirring his last fear.

Soon, Professor Mogut's hand slowly rested on the Hawkeye Demon's head, causing its skin to wither, its blood to evaporate, its muscles to waste away, and eventually it turned into a shriveled mummy, with the light in its eyes gradually extinguished.

The expression of fear and despair was forever frozen on the face of the eagle-eyed demon.

"Wait for me to store his body. Next is the free answering session."

Before taking out the next painting, Professor Mogut held up the corpse in his hand and looked deeply at Lanqi.

He felt that the nature of the class might have changed.

This classroom might be difficulty 3 for other students.

But for this glowing demon, the difficulty is like minus 3.

…

More than an hour later.

The melodious bell rang again, like an invisible tension penetrating the wall and permeating into every corner of the classroom.

Professor Mogut stood at one end of the round table, frowning, his eyes full of suspicion.

He changed the paintings in his hands one by one, trying to increase the difficulty and challenge Lanci's appreciation ability.

But in the end, Lanqi never felt any difficulty at all.

Professor Mogut even began to reflect on how he could be challenging his students. Mogut was very sure that when Lanqi was identifying the paintings, his only magic power did not fluctuate at all, and he relied on his eyesight to carefully observe every corner.

It was hard to imagine why there would be such a terrible student in this school in terms of painting appreciation. It was as if he was possessed by the god of art! "Who the hell are you..."

Professor Mogut stared at Lanqi. He was deeply shocked by Lanqi.

In the eyes of Mogut, a senior professor of fine arts, Lanqi at this moment has become an unfathomable master of art.

Even Professor Mogut couldn't help but wonder, if he gave this glowing demon a paintbrush and asked him to paint by himself, what level of work would he be able to produce...

"So, professor, can you first tell me what the reward for 263 points is?"

Lanqi just calmly supported his cheek with the back of his hand, leaned back in his chair and asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)