Xiaoxue also sighed. The old dean was such a good person. Look at what he's become now.
"Who can argue with that!"
The two chatted casually, while the old dean scribbled and drew.
At the very last moment, the old dean spoke up: "Xiaoxue, bring me my phone!"
Xiaoxue handed a cell phone to the old dean and left.
The old dean picked up his phone and made a call.
"Hey! Old Wang! Do you remember what I told you this morning?"
A voice came from the other end, saying, "Hmm, you mean you really got it?"
"Hmm! I got them, ten symbols in total. Now I'm ready to begin, but I don't know what abilities I'll gain. Wish me luck!" The old dean's voice was filled with pride.
"Hmph, I feel like you're showing off to me. What's so great about it!"
"Hahaha, whether I, Old Wang, can pull through depends on this. As the saying goes, 'If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!'"
"You're right, this is your opportunity. Good luck!"
"Old Wang! I'm about to move on to the next step; success or failure hinges on this!"
After finishing his sentence, the old dean hung up the phone. Looking at the symbols on the ground, he took a deep breath.
He knew that whether he could gain superpowers depended on the final stroke of the pen.
Success or failure hinges on this moment; it's all or nothing!
The old dean excitedly drew the last stroke on the ground.
The fat man in the distance closed his eyes. He knew the old dean should leave. Why was he so desperate?
Just as the old dean excitedly finished the last stroke, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck the sky.
The lightning bolt seemed to possess a spirit of its own, striking directly on the old dean's head.
The sudden scene stunned everyone.
It all happened so fast that no one had time to react.
Wenwen and Xiaoxue were chatting one second, and the next second lightning struck.
By the time they realized what had happened, the old director and his wheelchair had been charred black by the attack.
The two rushed over to check on him; at that moment, the old dean still had some consciousness left.
In his final moments, the old dean knew what power he possessed.
That was incredibly powerful lightning, but unfortunately my body was too weak.
He cannot accept the power of lightning, otherwise he might actually be able to control it.
However, he was still excited because he knew that Li Tian had not lied to him and had given him the real taboo symbol.
And the direction of his research was not wrong; the mistake was that the power he had awakened was too strong.
What a pity!
Then, at the very end of his life, he opened his eyes as if in a final burst of energy and saw two young nurses.
"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."
These were the last words the old dean spoke, and then he closed his eyes.
"Old Dean, Old Dean!"
"Old Dean..."
The two nurses shouted desperately, but the old director had already stopped breathing.
Wenwen began administering first aid to the old hospital director and said to Xiaoxue, "Quickly, go and call the doctor!"
Xiaoxue reacted quickly and immediately left to find a doctor.
At this moment, Da Pang walked over and looked at the old hospital director who was being given emergency treatment by Sister Wenwen.
"Sister Wenwen, don't waste your energy, the old director has already passed away!"
But Wenwen completely ignored the mentally ill person.
The fact that the old dean could still speak just now means there is still a last hope.
Seeing that Wenwen wouldn't listen to reason, Da Pang sighed and turned to leave.
As he left, he muttered to himself, "With your strength, you could have killed the old dean even if he hadn't died yet."
I bet by now you've broken several of the old dean's ribs!
well!
What a terrible thing!
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