What was handed to Ding Yan was a mask.

Glancing at the mask in his hand, Ding Yan looked at the prophet in surprise: "This is..."

Bai Ling snapped his fingers: "Yes, this is the sin face."

This thing is a sin mask? Ding Yan found it hard to believe.

Perhaps because he hadn't seen this thing for a while, Ding Yan even felt that the mask was quite unfamiliar. He almost didn't recognize it at first glance just by looking at its appearance.

Two blue eyeballs were embedded in the originally empty eye depressions, and beneath the eyeballs were several fine lines that looked like tears flowing from the eyes, making the mask, which originally looked like it was half crying and half laughing, even more hideous and weird.

When he first saw the mask, Ding Yan felt a chill down his spine.

Has this thing completed its super evolution? Ding Yan was a little curious.

He remembered that he had used the Sin Face to stir up emotions before, but at that time he could clearly feel that it was fake, so he was unable to stir up the emotions to a level sufficient to activate the power of the Red Lotus.

Even during the class a week ago, Ding Yan did not show strong enough emotional fluctuations.

In fact, he had only had one violent emotional fluctuation so far, and that was when Zou Ye used the Sin Face to try to invade him, but was counterattacked by him.

It was then that he experienced for the first time what it felt like to have his mind consumed by rage.

This is a state that can only be encountered once in a while, which can be seen from the fact that he has been training but has never appeared again.

This is a spiritual moment that can only appear when multiple external factors such as danger, adversity, weirdness and... social death come together to oppress it.

That's right.

Ding Yan had to admit that letting Zuimian see his sexual fetish and thus causing him to die socially did affect his mood to a great extent...

Although my head was filled with anger at that time, it doesn't mean that I had been in an unconscious state before.

When Zou Ye lost his voice over his sexual fetish, he saw it clearly! Thinking of this, Ding Yan's heart tightened.

Could it be that this time, I need to reveal more things in order to achieve my social death goal again? ! Last time it was a two-dimensional sexual fetish, what is it this time? An ideal type? A fantasy? An unknown dark thought? ! Thoughts popped up in my mind one after another, each one was like the deepest canyon, and even if I looked into it, I could not see any clues.

Amidst the entanglement and desire, Ding Yan finally gritted his teeth.

never mind!

In order to become stronger, if a little social death is necessary, then do it! If social death in front of a thousand people can bring a thousand times the strength, then Ding Yan naturally has the courage to show his true self in front of ten thousand people! Just fill the dark corners of your heart with the glory of "saving the world", then even the most dirty thoughts will shine under the glorious packaging!

With this thought in mind.

He looked at Bering and said sincerely: "Prophet..."

Bai Ling: “?”

After taking a deep breath, Ding Yan was about to speak.

What he is going to say next will all be restricted words.

It's the kind that if you say it out loud, you might be caught on the spot by a civilized little policeman.

However, the next second, he was interrupted by Bai Ling before he could even open his mouth.

Bai Ling said with a headache: "Who told you to say such nonsense?"

Putting the mask into his arms, Bai Ling said unhappily, "Take it and play with it."

"Now that this thing has been strengthened, it can basically make the fake look real. It is the best way to train people in the illusion of nine truths and one falsehood. So your goal is to use this thing to find the key point to stimulate emotions as soon as possible."

He looked at Ding Yan, his expression gradually becoming serious: "You should know that your current strength has a limit. If you rashly use more power than you can bear, you will most likely die."

"Moreover, he was burned to death by the flames of the red lotus!"

Bai Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Therefore, even for your own safety, you should find a way to train your tolerance limit and stimulate your emotions safely as soon as possible."

"I believe you can do it," Bai Ling's eyes were full of encouragement, "After all, your future is limitless!"

"You will definitely fly in the sky in the future. The injuries you suffer now will hinder your flight. Only by breaking through these obstacles can you truly become a 'hero'!"

After saying two sentences.

Ding Yan, who was originally struggling with whether to expose his dark side, suddenly became different.

His face turned red, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he put the mask on his face while screaming.

Then he ran a few meters away, supported his body with his hands, and began to do push-ups in a regular, up and down motion.

His idea was simple. Since the sin was to train his spirit, he couldn't stop training his body. A two-pronged approach would double the efficiency!

I can only say that this person is really easy to understand.

Chuckling, Bai Ling withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to Song Qingci.

This guy has a more troublesome personality.

After he pondered for a moment, he handed something to Song Qingci.

Song Qingci took the thing from Bai Ling's hand in a daze.

It was a beautifully decorated small box with a pink ribbon tied around the outside. There were even two bows on the ribbon hanging on both sides, making it look extremely girly.

Subconsciously opening the box, Song Qingci was a little surprised when he saw what was inside: "Is this... a tooth?"

At this moment, a tough, snow-white tusk was lying quietly in the box.

This tooth does not seem to belong to any known creature on this planet. At least in terms of size and category, it looks like a white light emerging from the gap of the bloody mouth of a giant beast that broke out of the wilderness of fantasy.

The light shining on the teeth was so cold and chilling that it made people's hair stand on end and their backs chilled.

Danger.

This was Song Qingci’s first impression of this thing.

There is no doubt that once you touch this thing, it will at least take away half your life, if not definitely kill you.

At least that's the feeling Song Qingci's rationality gave her.

However, while warning her, her emotions also popped up, urging her to touch and get close to this abnormality.

Although every molecule is colliding with extreme danger, the tusk in front of us also exudes a vast, vicissitudes, and ancient beauty.

It is like poisonous wine brewed after a long period of sedimentation, or like the colorful venom flowing in a poisonous snake. While it is filled with chilling danger, it also exudes an incomparable deadly attraction.

In the interweaving of emotion and rationality, Song Qingci's hand hovered in the air, as if he wanted to touch, but because of rational concerns, he had to stay where he was.

One second was stretched to seem as long as a thousand years.

Soon, a hand stopped Song Qingci's actions.

Bai Ling patted Song Qingci's palm and said gently, "Don't panic."

He looked at Song Qingci with a smile: "It's normal for you to feel the way you do now."

"This is the fang of the Yamata no Orochi," he said, looking at the bright white tooth. "For some people, it is both a poison and a delicacy."

The... fangs of the Yamata no Orochi? After hearing this, Song Qingci gradually regained consciousness.

She looked at Bai Ling in surprise: "Wait, Yamata no Orochi?"

That's an ancient monster that can be compared to the three nobles in the island country's mythology? ! Such a monster has existed, but just one of its teeth has such a deterrent power, so how terrifying should its true form be? ! Looking at the startled Song Qingci, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Yamata no Orochi is nothing."

"Do you remember the old man in the game hall I took you to before?"

After Bai Ling said this, the image of that strange old man appeared in Song Qingci's mind.

According to Song Qingci's idea, that guy was definitely not a human being, at most he was a weak alien species.

She definitely thought so.

Such a thought flashed through Bai Ling’s mind.

However, it is precisely because of this ignorance that Bailing is very keen on "uncovering the mystery".

After all, there is nothing more satisfying than watching a guy who knows nothing show shock after hearing the truth.

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling said slowly: "That old man is El."

"In Phoenician mythology, he is the creator of the sky, the earth, and all things. He is the source of the Canaanites' faith and the first God-King El."

Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling's eyes were filled with smiles: "You have met such a big shot, and even negotiated a deal with him. Thinking about it this way, do you think the Yamata no Orochi is nothing special?"

That's true.

After hearing what Bai Ling said, Song Qingci really had no emotional fluctuations towards the snake fang.

Because she was frightened.

"El?!!!"

It was the first time that she showed surprise that was inconsistent with her personality: "Wait, you are talking about the Creator? ! ! The God of Creation, the Supreme God, the God King? ! ! !"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Song Qingci's face turned pale with fright.

She had actually seen a creator with her own eyes before?! It was hard to describe her current feelings.

It was like following a big brother out to see the world, and then visiting a seemingly unknown guy, only to find out that this seemingly small-time guy was actually the leader of a super-large gang! Are all the big shots nowadays so low-key? !

She even tried to draw her sword against the Creator before! According to Song Qingci's concept, no matter who it is, even the lowest-level god, it is definitely countless times stronger than herself.

This is because of the "distorted myth" of the alien species. Except for a few alien species, they all start as "disasters"! So far, she has not seen many "dangerous" ones, let alone disasters! What's more, "disasters" are divided into different levels.

Ordinary "disasters", such as the witch, are not enough for Wang Weizheng to fight alone even if she is divided into three parts.

However, now, she seemed to have seen a seemingly bottomless "disaster" god not long ago, or even a terrifyingly high-ranking creator? !

Song Qingci was numb.

If it weren't for her good physical condition and remaining sanity, the box in her hand would probably have fallen, and if she was unlucky, her skin might have been scratched and the snake venom might have been injected into her body.

Making her the first human genius to commit suicide.

But it was obvious that such news completely shocked Song Qingci, to the point that she was a little confused and mad.

At least from her actions, Bai Ling could clearly tell that she was definitely in a trance, frightened, and worried about gains and losses.

With a sigh, Bai Ling tapped her forehead: "Come back to your senses."

Song Qingci came back to his senses after being tapped on the forehead and looked at Bai Ling blankly.

Pointing to his forehead, Bering said: "El God is actually nothing."

"You probably don't know much about Phoenician mythology. He divided his authority at the beginning of creation, and after the world was completed, he was just an old and decayed man."

"Even after being distorted to give birth to the power of 'Exchange', His own legendary aging and decay have never changed. So it can be said that He is not even better than the ordinary 'Dangerous' level."

Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling smiled and said, "Besides, your future will not just be limited to being a mere Creator."

"Your goal should be a higher being. The creator of Phoenician mythology? He is nothing but decayed and decadent dregs."

"The one you should really draw your sword against is at least a myth like 'Ten Thousand Armies', or even... someone who is even stronger than a myth! Use your long sword to break the sky and achieve great achievements!"

Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling said seriously: "So, Miss Song, please consider whether you want to join us."

"I know your purpose. In addition to finding out what happened to your parents, it is also to protect. To protect your friends, to protect humanity, and to protect civilization. In this regard, Ming Zhou and you are compatible."

He looked at Ding Yan in the distance and said, "Everyone in Mingri is working tirelessly to pull the overturned world back from the brink. They may each have their own goals, and their hearts are not pure, but there is one thing that is beyond doubt - they are all unwilling to watch the world wailing miserably in the blazing flames."

"I think Miss Song should know this better than anyone else."

Listen to what Bering said.

Song Qingci pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flickering.

She looked at the box on her chest, then at Bai Ling, her fingers trembling slightly.

After a long while, she raised her head and her eyes gradually became firm.

"You are a prophet," she said, "at least, that's what you claim to be."

A prophet should be someone who knows a lot of things.

Song Qingci was very clear about this point. At this moment, this question was more of a self-question than a question to Bai Ling.

Bai Ling heard this and nodded with a smile.

After getting Bai Ling's response, Song Qingci took a deep breath.

Then spit it out slowly.

"I understand." Her eyes gradually became sharper, as if she had re-armed her long sword. "I am willing to join you."

"From the day I went to find you, I knew that if there was anyone in this world who could know the news about my parents, it would probably be you."

"Not to mention that your goal is consistent with my previous wish, which is to save more people. Even if you are doing it for fame and profit, or for your own selfish desires, as long as you have this intention, there is no need to discuss whether it is sincere. Otherwise, no one in this world can be called a good person, not even me."

“So, I’m in!”

Hearing this, Bai Ling smiled and nodded: "That couldn't be better."

As he said that, he pointed to Song Qingci's box and said, "Then, this will be Miss Song's gift for joining us."

"Didn't you return your two knives to El? The one you're using now is probably an ordinary long knife," he said, "I'll find someone to help me make this tooth into a weapon you can use."

Looking at Snake Fang, a faint smile appeared on Song Qingci's face.

"Thank you very much," she said earnestly, "it's been a great help."

She had been worrying about weapons before.

After returning the two knives to El, he used the game coins to exchange for his father's memories. Although he still had some money left, it was still difficult to redeem the two knives.

This also means that the weapons she is currently using are not very convenient, and she is completely unable to exert her full strength.

Now if he had a long sword forged from the teeth of the Yamata no Orochi, Song Qingci felt that his strength would probably be even stronger than before! Facing Song Qingci's thanks, Bai Ling just said lightly: "Don't worry about it."

He pointed at Ding Yan next to him and said, "Miss Song, please take care of that guy. He is a simple person and needs someone to stop him."

"During the exercise, even I may not be able to predict everything. Therefore, I hope Miss Song will stay alert. If there is a problem, seek help immediately. I will teach you how to rescue. Don't miss the best opportunity because of your performance."

Bai Ling said calmly: "Once you initiate a rescue, I will rush over as soon as possible."

With the ability of "Prophet", as long as Song Qingci and the others are there, they will not die within ten minutes.

Then, Bai Ling is confident that he can rescue them! This is Bai Ling's confidence!

Hearing this, Song Qingci looked at Bai Ling.

Then he nodded heavily.

Looking at Song Qingci, Bai Ling also smiled.

"But you don't have to worry too much. Although this exercise is special, it is actually an opportunity for you."

Bai Ling: "An opportunity that will allow you to be reborn and reach a higher level!"

This is also why Bering insisted on asking Mingzhou’s people to participate in this exercise.

You know, those who perform well in this exercise will become big figures who will stand out in the future.

If Song Qingci and the others were allowed to go along, it would also be a good training experience for them.

Bai Ling clearly understood that he could only train Song Qingci and the others according to the original timeline. However, training them like this would not necessarily allow them to transcend their original shackles.

But now it's different.

Joining the Cloud Academy is one thing, and participating in exercises is another.

These are the keys that enable them to break out of their cocoons and spread their wings into the sky!