Chapter 15 Chapter 42 Transfer Student 2

The Saint Snow Empire is the most powerful country in the world. After the war ended long ago, it also occupies the most extensive and rich land in the world.

But the more proud and proud I was in the past, the more headache I have now.

'Alien Reaction' is a phenomenon where something from the abyss erodes into reality, spreading evenly across the land like a plague of divine punishment from the gods.

After paying a huge price, we can only suppress the spread of the reaction but cannot completely eradicate it.

In an age where everyone has superpowers, almost everything imaginable and possible exists, except the ability to touch the nature of the world and restrict it.

However, the invasion of the alien world seems to be a kind of nature. So far, there is no supernatural power or means that humans can use to completely eliminate it.

Therefore, most of the places where "alien reactions" occurred had to use all possible means to at least seal them temporarily.

"What did you say? Is there any unusual movement?"

"Mr. Lactor, you know you can't joke around at this time!"

Anxious and chaotic voices came from the dim basement room.

But upon closer inspection, there was only one person standing in the center facing the glowing communication device.

"Do you think I am a jokester?"

"No...Mr. Lactor, of course you are not...just..."

However, the seal that had not changed for many years suddenly reacted, which was bad news that could not be ignored for all those who knew about it.

"Please be patient for now, Mr. Villalava. Although the seal is moving, the things inside will not be able to rush out for a while."

Lactor called all the people who participated in the sealing, not to scare everyone, but to warn everyone to be prepared.

"Maybe we have to re-enact the ritual, just like we did fifty years ago."

Another voice was heard, expressing everyone's common feelings.

"But...Ms. Qiu Yaoyue might..."

"Yes, I know, that's why I have to contact you at this time."

As the 'watcher of the abyss', Lakto is responsible for everyone in this area. He also knows that Ms. Qiu Yaoyue's condition is not optimistic at this time, but in order to ensure that the seal of the abyss is not broken...

After all, fifty years is a lifetime for most ordinary people.

"I will contact Ms. Qiu Yaoyue. Until then, Mr. Lactor, I'll leave the alien world to you."

"Mr. Villalava, thank you."

The short meeting ended, and Lactor closed the communication and sighed deeply.

He turned and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window at the back, and through the specially treated glass, he saw the dark matter surging under the golden seal.

The sealing of this dangerous alien world happened fifty years ago. At that time, there were a total of ten people participating in the sealing ceremony, including the principal, teachers, and even students studying in the school.

Lactor was the student who participated in it at that time, and Ms. Qiu Yaoyue was the oldest person who participated in the sealing - the former principal of Lanster Supernatural Academy.

Fifty years ago, it was the outbreak period of alien reaction. Many seals were too hasty to last long, and those who set the seals could not be replaced.

Replacing the seal is also an option, but it doesn't work here.

Lanster Academy of Supernatural Powers is located in the imperial capital and is the heart and soul of Saint Snow.

Plus...the alien world here is much stronger than other places, so the best way is to find the person who set the seal and reinforce it again.

But time leaves its mark on the human body all the time. Ms. Qiu Yaoyue is now 89 years old.

As early as a year ago, there were reports that Ms. Qiu Yaoyue's health was deteriorating and she might go to heaven soon.

If it wasn't an urgent matter, they wouldn't have thought of disturbing Ms. Qiu Yaoyue.

Lactor sighed deeply, and felt that the spreading darkness was about to break out of the ground.

Hope it's not too late.

——

Tomorrow is the annual restricted battle of Lanster Supernatural Academy.

Although the opening ceremony will be held tomorrow, the first round of draw results have already been distributed to all participants.

"Es, who is your opponent?"

"He's a third-grade student. I don't know him."

"I don't know him either, but the one I drew is from the fourth grade."

It was just as unlucky as usual, Pomo. Puis thought it was bad enough that he was drawn to the third grade.

"It doesn't matter. There are still many games to come. Just admit defeat and prepare for the next one."

Perhaps it is because there are so many battles that everyone tends to stop when the time comes unless they really have to fight.

There was even a case where the winner was decided by playing rock-paper-scissors.

"Eh? Give up? I don't want to." Bo Mo shook his head and refused. "Although I know I may not be able to win, I still want to try."

What a stubborn idea, but this was the Pomo he was familiar with.

Puis sighed helplessly, "I knew it would be like this, but don't try too hard, okay? Even if you win the next game, you'll be useless."

"I know! I just don't want to give up so easily."

Pomo rubbed his head. He has always been a person who never gives up. He falls down and gets up again. No matter what, he will always be standing in the end.

But a restricted battle is not a life-and-death fight after all. Puis just hopes that Pomo can be less...less like Senior Anat.

(Anat:???)

"I'm going to buy some groceries, Ess, are you coming?"

"I won't go. I'm going to look for Teacher Qian Che."

Puis has been thinking about one thing these past two days. After coming back from the death space, his supernatural powers seem to have changed.

It might have been a coincidence before, but after he tried to study it for two days, he was sure of it.

He hasn't told Pomo about this yet, and plans to wait until things are completely settled before telling him.

The two said goodbye to each other and parted ways. The school had a complete range of facilities, and even the place to buy daily necessities was as luxurious as a commercial street.

Pomo went straight towards his goal. He was very clear about what he wanted to buy and was not the type who would go shopping.

It was time to buy a new toothbrush and toothpaste, but the brand he had always used seemed to have disappeared.

Pomo looked elsewhere and fell into a brief moment of thought.

At this moment, a hand reached out from behind him on the right and picked up the toothbrush he was about to take away.

Pomo was stunned for a moment. He had no idea that there was someone behind him!

He turned back subconsciously, but he almost got scared.

Those familiar, nightmare-like golden eyes that had woken him up in the middle of the night, who else could it be but Ni Lan?!

"Sorry, did I scare you? I just wanted to get a toothbrush."

The boy seemed not to know him, his eyes filled with sincere apology, and he restrained himself and took a step back.

Pomo didn't know how to respond for a moment.

The memory of his best friend being murdered stirred up his anger, but the emotion in the boy's eyes did not seem fake, he was still wearing the school uniform of Lanster School of Supernatural Powers.

"you..."

"What grade are you in?"

"......"

The blue-haired boy blinked and then smiled. "That's not what I meant. I'm a transfer student who just transferred here not long ago. I'm not very familiar with this place. I haven't met my classmates yet."

Pomo felt awkward, awkward in every way.

"...I'm in the second-year class of Teacher Qian Che. Are you a recent transfer?"

"What a coincidence! I was transferred to Teacher Qian Che's class." The boy smiled even brighter, and was very friendly to him. "My name is Ni Lan, what's your name? We'll be classmates from now on!"

Pomo's pupils trembled, he just thought he had heard it wrong.

Ni Lan?! Ni Lan!

His name is Ni Lan???

"You can't possibly not know me, don't act like you're that close to me."

Pomo calmed down from the shock, his expression serious and full of vigilance.

If this wasn't a school and Ni Lanhai was wearing a school uniform, Pomo would not just be wary but hostile.

The boy was stunned.

There was a flash of surprise and astonishment in his eyes, but the next second he seemed to understand something and his eyes turned into a not-so-obvious sadness.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, Pomo."

"Don't call my name!" Pomo's voice was filled with anger. "What on earth are you doing here at school?"

Regardless of whether the criminal who assassinated Prince Gus was reported to be dead or Puis was resurrected from the dead space, the fact was that Ni Lan was standing before him.

Same face, same name, how dare he appear in front of people again.

"...my elders wanted me to go to school, that's all."

But Ni Lan's sadness just now seemed to be just an illusion, and the smile on his face was still so natural and gentle.

"And, I really don't know you, maybe I just look like someone you know."

The boy picked up the toothbrush that he had just dropped due to Pomo's sudden change of expression, "Then I'll leave first. It's nice to meet you, Pomo classmate."

Looking at Ni Lan's receding back, Bo Mo just felt upset.

He had so many doubts in his mind that he was slow to step forward and ask.

Ni Lan said she didn’t know herself. Did she really not know herself, or did she just not remember herself?

He didn't believe that Ni Lan, who had just met him at first sight in the church, had nothing to do with the person who caused such a shock to the empire and killed his good friend.

But...he is also Teacher Qianche’s student?

There is no way that Teacher Qianche doesn't know about this guy...

Pomo stood there stiffly, feeling that his brain was not enough.

So Pomo ran out of the store without even buying what he needed, and headed towards Teacher Qianche's office.

Es is also there, at least we should tell him about Ni Lan's situation!

If this person is coming for Es, then he is in danger!

In fact, Ni Lan was not far from the exit of the store. He looked at Bo Mo's back as he ran away, with an unclear emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, the boy sighed and left in another direction.