Chapter 18 Chapter 43 Restricted Battle 2

This moment came too quickly.

So much so that even the referee who was responsible for the safety of both sides did not react.

Fortunately, the glass fragments that were big enough to cut the aorta under Terra's neck stopped in time.

Ni Lan was affected by Terra's supernatural power and fell to the ground. With his poor physical condition, he didn't look like someone who could accomplish such a "miracle".

However, the glass in his hand had been repaired halfway, and the remaining half was still in the air.

The next second, shards of glass fell to the ground.

"Ahem, sorry, I sneaked in." There was too much dust in the newly renovated venue. Ni Lan coughed uncontrollably twice, and then put down the glass.

Terra actually didn't realize what was happening, but the slight pain in his limbs and the screams of everyone around him told him that the battle was over.

The referee teacher was stunned for a while, then walked up quickly.

"Sophomore student Ni Lan wins!"

It wasn't a great fight, but just like the fight with the zombies in the abyss, as long as he could win, who cared how he attacked?

However, it would be difficult for such a sneak attack to succeed again, and his opponents would be on guard against it in the future.

Terra just thought it was her bad luck and didn't feel any ill will towards herself because of her loss.

He stretched out his hand to pull Ni Lan up, and found his special ability quite novel.

"Can I know your special ability? You can tell me in secret."

Ni Lan also stood up with the help of classmate Taila, patted the dust off her body, and nodded with a smile, "Sure, my ability is recovery."

Terra's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised, "You are so smart, I am Terra from the fourth grade class of Teacher Dai Nana, nice to meet you."

Regardless of what Ni Lan's specific strength is, for most people who don't know about his abilities, Ni Lan just won the battle against the fourth-year seniors.

Ni Lan's luck was not good, and the second battle was again against a senior from the fourth grade.

However, this time, Ni Lan did not go, and after the ten-minute arrival time had passed, she was automatically judged to have lost.

Some people said that Ni Lan felt that her sneak attack would not succeed, so she did not come.

But in the next match among students of the same grade, Ni Lan did not come either.

He participated in his own battles in bits and pieces, and whether he came or not seemed to depend on his mood.

——

"What? He didn't go to any of the ten games?"

The specific wins and losses can be found on the points ranking list. The two people who are very concerned about Ni Lan will check it every day.

Pu Yisi originally thought that it was simply a failure in grades, until now he heard from Teacher Qian Che that Ni Lan did not go at all.

"So far, it's four wins and ten losses. Teacher Qianche, do you know why he didn't go?" Bo Mo looked through the records on the terminal. So, in these fourteen games, no one has really defeated Ni Lan.

Qian Che's eyes were very complicated.

Ni Lan's identity is very special, and coupled with his exceptional performance in the first match, Qian Che would go to watch his matches whenever he has time.

As a result, except for the first one I went to, all the others were left out.

So he also asked Ni Lan why she didn't go.

The reason Ni Lan gave was: I didn’t have time, I didn’t mean to not go.

Not in time? What is not in time?

Ni Lan's answer seemed perfunctory.

'Because I was so engrossed in watching other people's games.'

Is it true that one can be obsessed with watching other people's games? Qian Che expressed doubts about this.

Out of concern for his students, Qian Che checked the surveillance to look for Ni Lan.

——He really didn't give any perfunctory or lying remarks. He missed all the games because he was watching other people's games.

This individual, however, is not random.

Yes, the 'others' that Ni Lan had to go to watch even though she missed her own game were the two students standing in front of Qian Che.

Battle of Pomeranian or Puys.

It was precisely because both of them were competing at the time that they did not notice that Ni Lan was absent from their own competition.

Qianche really couldn't understand it.

"Are you on good terms with Ni Lan?"

"......"

"not good."

Puis chose to remain silent, but Pomeranian firmly opposed it.

A thousand eyes full of doubts.

Bo Mo has a very good personality. Since becoming his teacher, Qian Che has never heard that he dislikes anyone, and it is even rare to find people who dislike him.

Puis' silence was even more problematic, after all, this student seemed like someone who would say "bad".

"Do you have any grudges against each other?"

Only then did Pomo and Puisi realize that they seemed to have never told Teacher Qianche who the murderer of Yisi was.

All my memories at that time, including when Dr. Drivian came, focus on the death space.

"Teacher, it's Ni Lan..."

"The man who killed me looked exactly like Ni Lan."

While Pomo was speaking, Puys rarely interrupted Pomo's "accusation".

Qian Che was stunned for a moment, "Why did you just tell me about such a big thing?"

Bo Mo suddenly felt guilty, but his mind was racing, "Didn't Teacher Qian Che forget to tell Es about his family situation?"

Qian Che: ...You kid!

This is really strange. Prince Gus went down first, and then Ez. If they are really the same person, it means that the royal family has hidden too much.

Moreover, he once guessed that the person who saved Es in the death space was the wanted criminal who died.

Qian Che just found it annoying. He had never encountered such a thing before.

I didn't want to get involved at first, but it seems that this classmate Ni Lan pays too much attention to Pomo and Puis.

"Just focus on your own competition first. Ni Lan knows the limits of the competitions she participates in."

Restricted battles exist for the purpose of competing for honor, and Qian Che will not classify his students based on the rankings they obtain.

What he cares most about is whether his students can survive when facing the "alien reaction".

Pomo looked at Ess, then coughed twice, "Teacher, we still want to know Ni Lan's special ability."

In fact, when he saw that the glass panel was half repaired, Puis had already roughly guessed that Ni Lan's ability was related to restoration, but it should not be that simple.

"You guys are gathering intelligence?"

"Yes." Puis nodded.

"Then if Ni Lan comes to me and asks me about you, I will tell her too."

Qian Che looked at the two of them with a slightly anxious gaze, seeming to be very curious about their choice.

Puis nodded again, "Okay."

Gathering intelligence is also part of becoming an excellent psychic, but this is ultimately a school, and it is normal for Teacher Qianche to uphold fairness.

"It's restoration. It can restore damaged items to their original appearance." Qianche could no longer hold back the smile on his face.

The two were still waiting for Qian Che to continue speaking, but finally noticed the corner of Teacher Qian Che's mouth.

Pomo blinked. "No?"

“No more.”

"Ah? Teacher Qianche! That's it?!"

Isn't this the same as what Esther guessed?

"I can guarantee that there is no concealment. This is what Ni Lan said himself. I also witnessed the scene where he used his supernatural power to restore the torn handkerchief."

Qian Che also had some doubts about this, but that did not stop him from entertaining the two children.

Besides, just like he said, I have no secrets at all, right?

Only after watching the two children leave did Qianche stop smiling.

After listening to the whole process, Mr. Cole slid over on his swivel chair.

"You really have nothing to hide?"

"You don't believe it either?"

"I believe you. I don't believe his ability is that simple. He might have relied on sneak attacks and good luck in the first game, but the three games he won later were all real."

A student in Cole's class also encountered him, and he was also amazed by the fight.

"Tell me what you think?" Qian Che handed over a bag of biscuits.

Cole waved his hands. Qianche was an absolute sweet lover. All his snacks were sickeningly sweet.

"In that scene, Ni Lan restored half of the broken floor and successfully tripped my student. It can be said that it was impossible to defend against it, but I have always had a doubt."

"He has only recovered halfway." Qian Che knew very well what Teacher Cole was confused about.

Cole nodded immediately. "Yes, the similar superpowers I've heard of have a continuous beginning and end, but Ni Lan can control the entire process."

The restoration was abandoned halfway through. Logically, the original fragments would have scattered again, but Ni Lan's did not.

Qian Che also discovered this doubt.

"Yes, the items that Ni Lan has restored halfway can actually be considered new items."

The ability to do this is not called recovery.

But what exactly is that? Teacher Cole may have no idea, but Qian Che, who had had intersections with a certain family, has a different opinion.

There are more and more questions about this child.

——

Ni Lan knew that Teacher Qian Che would be thinking about her.

But he doesn't care much.

His royal background would not help him at all, and those who needed flattery knew that he would not get any favors from them, and that he would only end up being viewed with caution by those in the know.

"Hey, Ni Lan, I haven't seen you for a few days——"

"...Who are you?"

Ni Lan was thinking when she saw a young man jogging towards her on the road, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"Eh? You forgot about me? That's too much!"

Terra put her arm around Ni Lan's shoulder in a very familiar manner. Ni Lan frowned noticeably but did not dodge.

"Really? You really don't remember me, Terra from Teacher Dai Nana's fourth grade class. Your first game was against me?"

Ni Lan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good. What can I do for you?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Taila smiled and gave a thumbs up. "Have you had dinner? I asked about you. You are a new transfer student, so you must have never tried the pork rice noodle restaurant at the school gate! How about I treat you?"

The boy was not used to such enthusiasm. He felt that he would never be able to get used to such enthusiasm in his life, and his eyes were full of confusion.

But in the end, the boy agreed.