Chapter 390 Mission System

The sudden appearance of the transfer student Hei Xuan made Feng Qi realize that the fish had taken the bait.

The old academy would have transfer students every year, but they would generally choose other majors. The field study major was too boring. Except for the Lord of Mist, there had been no transfer students for more than ten years.

This Hei Xuan was obviously a member sent by the psychic race to explore the bottom.

Another point can prove that his name is "Hei Xuan", and the black shadow who controls the Institute of Science and Technology is named Hei Lin.

The tribes in the field world generally have only one surname, and rarely have multiple surnames.

Feng Qi now even suspects that the psychic race has discovered the true identity of the Lord of Mist.

Otherwise, with the foundation of the psychic race, they would not come to contact for an outstanding talent.

After all, the psychic race with the Holy Spirit Consciousness Library has achieved full genius, and the only thing that limits their development is the number of resources and miracle items.

Only special geniuses like the Lord of Mist are exceptions.

Feng Qi is not sure what the purpose of the psychic race is to recruit potential races, but the previous intelligence can prove that the Lord of Mist is the first candidate target for the psychic race to recruit potential races.

In the next few days, nothing unexpected happened.

Hei Xuan did not deliberately come to contact them except for normal classes.

This was somewhat different from what Feng Qi expected.

But he knew that Hei Xuan would definitely come to contact, otherwise why would he choose to come to the Old Academy at this time.

The current lurking is most likely to explore other information to ensure that there will be no accidents when contacting.

These latent forces have always been cautious.

While waiting for the development of the situation, Feng Qi did not fall behind in learning.

From another perspective, the knowledge of domain studies is not boring. It is like flipping through part of the history of other tribes and learning a lot of new knowledge.

The boring part of domain studies mainly comes from various exams, which require a lot of memorization.

Interest is the first driving force, and the senior management of the Old Academy cannot be unaware of it. It’s

just that with the continuous increase of domain knowledge, there is too much content to learn. Many people may not be able to finish learning in their lifetime, and the cramming learning method has become the most effective way to catch up.

As for the future, the direction of domain studies has gradually changed to a classified mode.

In the future, each class of domain studies only needs to study one of the classified majors of domain studies to reduce pressure.

These classified majors have been opened, but they have not been fully implemented due to many restrictions.

Their class is also the class that learns new models in the field of testing.

That evening, Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist were walking back to the dormitory after dinner.

It was early autumn, and the summer heat had faded.

The osmanthus trees on both sides of the main road along the way were already lush and green. A gust of wind blew, the branches swayed, and the small pale yellow petals fell down, the fragrance was refreshing.

"Aqi, I don't understand why you are so obsessed with domain learning. Staying here is a waste of time... I said that the future situation is grim. We should seize the time to plan for the future instead of staying here."

Listening to the serious persuasion of the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi grinned:

"I understand, but you also know that I don't even know what race I am now. Domain learning may help me find my tribe... even if I may be the last member of my tribe."

Hearing this, the Lord of Mist's eyes flickered, and finally nodded helplessly:

"Okay, I will accompany you through this period of academic career, and you will accompany me to the top in the future." "

This is my good brother!"

In the face of the Lord of Mist's disgusted expression, Feng Qi stepped forward and hooked the Lord of Mist's shoulder, and walked towards the dormitory building with his arm around his shoulder.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside them.

Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist immediately turned their heads and found that the person who came was none other than Hei Xuan.

"Classmate, what's the matter?" The Lord of Mist asked expressionlessly.

"Can we talk?"

"What's the matter?"

"Can I have a word with you?" Hei Xuan looked friendly and looked at Feng Qi.

"Just say whatever you want to say. He doesn't need to avoid him."

Seeing that Hei Xuan wanted Feng Qi to avoid him, the Lord of Mist frowned and said.

"In that case, bring him along. Let's talk somewhere else." Hei Xuan turned and walked towards the playground.

But the Lord of Mist obviously had no intention of following him. He looked at Feng Qi and said,

"Ignore him. Let's go back to the dormitory."

Just as the Lord of Mist was about to walk towards the dormitory, Hei Xuan suddenly turned around, looked at the Lord of Mist and smiled and said,

"Mist Clan?"

After that, he turned and continued to walk towards the playground.

Hearing this name, the Lord of Mist was obviously shocked and his expression seemed a little unbelievable.

Feng Qi also pretended to be shocked at this time.

After a brief hesitation, the Lord of Mist spoke decisively:

"We have been exposed. Let's follow him first and see what his purpose is."

Along the way, the Lord of Mist's face was uncertain and his eyes flickered. It was obvious that he was very uneasy about the exposure of his identity.

Feng Qi could understand this.

The Lord of Mist's personality determined that he liked to control the development of the situation in his own hands. Once an uncontrollable situation occurred, he would be alert and anxious.

At this time, the Lord of Mist turned his head and looked at him, with a worried expression:

"Aqi, it's not that I don't want to stay in the Old School with you. If the situation is out of control, I think we have to leave here in advance. You should also come with me. It is very unsafe to stay here."

"Okay." Feng Qi nodded immediately.

Following Hei Xuan to an unmanned corner of the playground, Hei Xuan turned around at this time, looked at the Lord of Mist, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose in looking for me?" The Lord of Mist asked expressionlessly.

"We are not strangers to each other. I guess your real identity should be the current leader of the Mist Clan, right? My people should have contacted you in advance when you came to the human world."

"Psychic Clan?!" The Lord of Mist was surprised at this time.

Hearing that the two parties recognized each other's identities, Feng Qi, who was standing aside, was not surprised.

The Psychic Clan had contacted the Lord of Mist when he first came, and he had known this news many timelines ago.

At that time, the monk told him that there was a piece of intelligence in the news sent back to the clan by the Psychic Clan.

Among them, the Lord of Mist was mentioned.

Perhaps the Psychic Clan had the idea of ​​recruiting the Lord of Mist at that time, but the Lord of Mist at that time had not yet perfectly integrated with the rules of this world and could not walk out of the field at all, so there was no point in recruiting him.

The reason why the Lord of Mist can move freely outside now is that he has to rely on the "miracle will" in his body to help him forcibly adapt to the rules of this world when repairing his injuries.

Seeing Hei Xuan nodded and admitted that he was a member of the Psychic Clan.

After a brief moment of surprise, the Lord of Mist suddenly asked:

"Are you looking for revenge on me?"

Hei Xuan shook his head immediately after hearing this:

"Don't get me wrong, although we are sworn enemies, the Psychic Clan was enslaved by your Mist Clan for a period of time, but that was in the past after all. We Psychic Clan understand the principle of the survival of the fittest. The weak will be bullied. Even if there was no Mist Clan at that time, we would still become slaves of another strong clan, or even food."

"Don't be so fake, I don't believe there is a race that doesn't remember grudges. Even if there is, a race without blood can't have a future... At that time, I felt strange that when I was the weakest, the Psychic Clan member who passed by didn't attack me. Now I think he had ideas about me a long time ago." The Lord of Mist curled his lips at this time.

Hei Xuan heard it and showed an undeniable smile:

"I guess so."

"Tell me, what is your purpose in looking for me?"

"I hope you can be loyal to my Psychic Clan."

"Bullshit!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Mist suddenly widened his eyes.

Feng Qi, who was standing by, was also ashamed.

He had expected the Lord of Mist's reaction.

This was undoubtedly an insult to him, and the Psychic Clan was once a force enslaved by the Mist Clan. This was simply a shame among shames.

Hei Xuan was not surprised by the Lord of Mist's reaction, but said calmly:

"Don't be angry. I still remember that when I was a child, my parents used you to threaten me because I was disobedient. In my impression, you are a smart person. You should know that things are different now. The current Mist Clan has lost its former glory."

Hei Xuan's words, which were lightly said, obviously hurt the Lord of Mist.

But the Lord of Mist's expression softened, and he said coldly:

"What if I refuse?"

"Why should I refuse? For dignity? This thing is meaningless to me. Even if it is really important to you, only the living are qualified to fight for dignity, right?"

Before the Lord of Mist could reply, Hei Xuan continued:

"Perhaps before you refuse, you can first understand the benefits that my tribe can give you."

"Tell me."

The Lord of Mist seemed unusually calm at this time.

"According to the information I have, you encountered roadblocks when you broke through the cross-world passage. You are the only one left in your Mist tribe. We can promise to help you rebuild the Mist tribe, and even in the future... revive your people."

This sentence was extremely lethal to the Lord of Mist.

But the Lord of the Mist remained calm and said indifferently:

"I can also make a blank check. As long as you Psychic Clan are loyal to me, I guarantee that you can survive the coming of the great trend in the future. How about this deal?"

"How about you resurrect my people first, and then talk about loyalty?"

Hei Xuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"We can't resurrect your people for the time being, but we already have a clear direction. This is a project we are working on, but I promise that it will be realized sooner or later... In addition to resurrecting your people, we Psychic Clan can also give you a lot of resources for the improvement of strength."

"From your words, I seem to hear that your Psychic Clan is very strong now?"

"Perhaps not weaker than the Mist Clan in its heyday!" Hei Xuan said this in a flat tone, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Hearing this, the Lord of the Mist could not hide his surprise.

The Mist Clan has a long history, and its peak period was when the ancestor who founded the Mist Clan was still alive.

At that time, the Mist Ancestor mastered part of the power of the Pillar God, and the forces he established swept across multiple worlds and occupied a huge territory. That was the most glorious moment for the Mist Clan.

But after the ancestor was injured in a fight with a mysterious strongman, the Mist Clan entered a period of decline.

From a major force that controlled several domain worlds, it retreated step by step to the second world of the Spirit Realm. The descendants of the Mist Clan who lost their ancestors could not hold on to the country established by their ancestors.

Hearing Hei Xuan say that the current psychic clan might be comparable to the peak Mist Clan at the time, the first thought in the Lord of the Mist's mind was to laugh, but by observing the changes in Hei Xuan's expression, he gradually realized that Hei Xuan might not be joking.

"Do you know the strength of my Mist Clan at its peak?" The Lord of the Mist asked tentatively.

"I have a general understanding of it through historical records. At that time, my psychic clan was a subordinate slave clan of your Mist Clan and witnessed the peak of your Mist Clan."

These words made the Lord of the Mist realize that the psychic clan that came to the human world in advance might really have grown to a situation that he could not imagine.

But at the same time, many doubts arose in his mind, so he looked at Hei Xuan and asked:

"Since the Psychic Clan has developed to such a stage, why do you still need my loyalty? With your strength, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less me, right?"

"No, your potential is unlimited."

"Potential?" The Lord of the Mist looked puzzled.

"You have the blood of our ancestors who once acquired the power of the Pillar God flowing in your body. This part of the blood may still be in a latent state. My clan can find a way to activate it, bringing you unlimited growth potential!"

"What benefits can this bring to you?"

"My clan's current situation is rather special. We need a group of potential races to perform some tasks for us that we cannot attempt in person, and these tasks cannot expose our identity. Cultivating strong people is our only way now."

"Tell me in detail?"

"You will know, provided that you agree to my request. Being loyal to my clan is undoubtedly a shortcut to growth for you who are now down and out. As long as you agree, my clan can immediately launch support actions for you."

"Don't talk so nicely. I'm sure you will find a way to restrict me from betraying you. This method will most likely imprison me forever. Even if I become stronger, I will never be able to break free from your control." The Lord of the Mist said in a deep voice with cold eyes.

Hearing this, Hei Xuan was silent for a few seconds before speaking:

"Shortcuts always have a price, and we don't want to be betrayed by the strong people we have trained ourselves... But for you, perhaps there can be some exceptions. We admire you very much. As long as you can achieve the ultimate goal we need, we can give you the freedom you want.

" "Another empty promise?"

"Don't worry, the way we control you is a miracle artifact. It will take effect from the moment it is signed. You and I cannot betray the contents of the contract, otherwise we will be killed by the rules."

"Miracle artifact?"

Hei Xuan nodded at this time, and with a wave of his hand, a series of nearly transparent barriers appeared out of thin air around him. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and suddenly the image screen appeared in front of him.

A simple scroll appeared on the image.

It was filled with distorted blood-red words, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

"This contract scroll allows the signer of the contract to be supervised by the rules. Once the contract is violated, the signer will be killed by the rules."

Looking at the ancient scroll in the video, the Lord of the Mist was a little speechless and said:

"You don't want me to believe it just based on a video record, right?"

Hei Xuan frowned at this time, then his brows relaxed and looked at the Lord of the Mist and said:

"In this case, you come with me... Do you want to take him with you?" Hei Xuan turned his head and looked at Feng Qi standing beside him.

"Of course!" The Lord of the Mist nodded affirmatively.

Hei Xuan heard it, turned his head and looked at Feng Qi, and said with a little curiosity:

"I have checked your information. Your name is Feng Qi, from Xingcheng. The information about you in the database is very clean. I suspected that you were a human, until I saw a video file sent by Xingcheng and realized that you also came from our world... It seems that your people have been planning in advance to infiltrate human society for a long time."

"What information." Feng Qi deliberately asked with enlightenment in his heart.

"The Domain Alliance of Star City investigated your information. They sent some information about you, which actually shows what you looked like when you exposed your true form."

"I see. It seems that I haven't hidden it well enough." Feng Qi said calmly.

"Which world are you from?"

"Don't ask me. I have lost my memory and have forgotten many things." Feng Qi shook his head decisively.

Hearing this, Hei Xuan did not ask any more questions. His eyes turned to the Lord of Mist again:

"I am not interested in him, but I am curious about your relationship with him and why you are with him?"

"It's none of your business. Where are you going next? Do you need to ask for leave?" The Lord of Mist could not help but roll his eyes. "

No, just wait a moment."

As he spoke, a golden leaf mark appeared on Hei Xuan's forehead, and his long golden hair danced without wind. Then a translucent tentacle formed by the gathering of golden energy stretched out from his forehead.

The tentacle stretched in the air, and suddenly the tip pierced into the air and disappeared.

"Take me back." Hei Xuan suddenly looked at the air and spoke.

"Elder Xuan, wait a moment."

A voice appeared out of thin air, and then the space around them began to fluctuate and distort.

More than ten minutes later, a black dot suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qi's eyes.

The black dot quickly enlarged and completely submerged his vision. A strong sense of weightlessness came over him, making him tense his body.

He could clearly feel a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions.

But this feeling only lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared. He saw a translucent bubble that emerged from nowhere and wrapped him up, resisting the external pressure for him.

Then the black in front of his eyes quickly faded. When he saw the scene clearly, Feng Qi found that they were no longer in the school playground, but were teleported to a strange place.

What appeared in front of him was a square.

It was about the size of several football fields. There were various strangely shaped buildings here. In the center of the square, there was a golden tree more than ten meters high, which was completely formed by the gathering of golden energy. It was connected to countless energy transport devices that were laid above, which were like blood vessels.

The ground of the square was paved with crystal-clear tiles. Looking down, you can clearly see that there is liquid spiritual energy flowing inside.

This place is like an spiritual energy processing plant. You can feel the rich spiritual energy pouring into your body when you breathe.

"Space transmission?" The Lord of Mist said in a deep voice.

"To be precise, it is fixed-point space transmission. With only one space coordinate, our tribe can take our people back to various areas, and this is one of them."

"I believe what you said before."

Hei Xuan heard it, a smile appeared on his face, and then he walked towards the platform not far away:

"Follow me."

Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist saw this and immediately followed behind him.

When they arrived in front of the platform, Hei Xuan stretched out his hand and brushed across the platform. Suddenly, the golden platform sank, and then a platform made entirely of energy rose up. A simple contract scroll was placed in the center of the platform.

"I guess you also know something about miracle items. You can check it out at will." As he said, Hei Xuan stepped aside to make room.

The Lord of Mist did not hesitate, stood in front of the scroll, and began to look at it carefully.

Feng Qi also stepped forward to look at the simple scroll.

The scroll was no different from what was seen in the video, but the sense of vicissitudes of life after years of baptism was stronger.

The Lord of the Mist reached out and touched the ancient scroll, and his arm gradually turned into mist and covered the ancient scroll.

"Since it is a miracle artifact, you don't mind if I try to damage it, right?"

"Of course." Hei Xuan was very patient with the Lord of Mist, and immediately smiled and nodded.

Hearing Hei Xuan's assurance, the Lord of Mist no longer hesitated, and controlled the gray mist to cover the ancient scroll, trying to devour and decompose the scroll.

But soon the Lord of Mist gave up and took back the gray mist.

Looking at the miracle scroll covered with blood words, the Lord of the Mist turned to look at Hei Xuan, and couldn't help asking curiously:

"Where did you get this miracle artifact?"

Facing the Lord of the Mist's inquiry, Hei Xuan did not hide it, and said frankly:

"A guy named Mo, his origins are mysterious, and we haven't been able to find out any details so far."

"Mo?"

"Yes, he is very mysterious, and he is also one of the key factors for the rise of my psychic race."

"Tell me in detail, I'm very interested in the rapid rise of your psychic race."

"If you are willing to cooperate with us, I can open up some permissions to the Holy Spirit Consciousness Library to you, so that you can understand the process of our race's rise, but now is not the time." As

he said, Hei Xuan stepped forward and came to the side of the Lord of the Mist. At this time, the flesh and blood on his body began to fade, and gradually turned completely black, with only a golden leaf mark on his forehead.

Hei Xuan stretched out his hand and stroked the ancient scroll, sighing:

"Although the function of this scroll is powerful, it does not mean much to our tribe. It is more like a forced transaction... But for our tribe, there is no need to trade with a contract for things that can be obtained with strength. This scroll also made me feel confused for a short time, and I doubted whether the world we exist in is real."

"What do you mean?"

"Remember Mo I mentioned before? He called this contract scroll a task system."

"I didn't understand." The Lord of Mist frowned slightly.

"You came to human society relatively late, and you haven't come into contact with many things. For example, there are many virtual games in human society. There are NPCs in these games. They are responsible for issuing tasks, and then players accept the tasks. This forms a mandatory contract. After the player completes the task, the NPC must give the player the due reward."

"Mo's name for this miracle item and the appearance of a mysterious tribe make me doubt the authenticity of this world, but it's just a doubt. I am more inclined to believe that this world is real, and this scroll is just a special divine object evolved from the power of a certain ancient pillar god."

...

At this time, Feng Qi, who was standing aside, was in an uproar.

He had also had similar speculations as Hei Xuan.

During the war, he heard the black shadow say that the psychic tribe called the blue skin tribe a closed test creature, and he realized that the psychic tribe seemed to have obtained some secrets from the blue skin tribe.

Now what Hei Xuan said seemed to confirm this speculation again.

Looking at the Lord of Mist who was still hesitating, he was extremely eager for the Lord of Mist to agree to Hei Xuan and join the psychic tribe.

Only by joining the psychic tribe could he obtain a lot of information from the inside.

Hei Xuan said that being loyal to the Psychic Clan would be a shortcut for the Lord of Mist to grow.

Feng Qi did not comment on this.

But he knew that the Lord of Mist's loyalty to the Psychic Clan would be a shortcut for him to grow.

Perhaps the problems that have troubled him for a long time can be answered in the Psychic Clan.

Looking at the Lord of Mist again, Feng Qi couldn't help shouting in his heart:

"Brother, sell yourself, it's not shameful!"

(Yidaozhan: I stayed up late to sort out the plot again. I hope everyone understands that the update is slow. It is mainly to ensure that there will be no problems with the logic of the plot. First, I will present a 6400-word update.)