Let me fight with a big pot?
"After a long winter break, I'm glad to see that everyone's spiritual powers haven't lost their edge."
Jingyu raised his hand and waved, and the classroom was no longer in front of him.
"After a semester of study, everyone has made great progress. From today on, you will choose your own weapons and strengthen your targeted learning."
Xi Zhou's eyes were filled with a dazzling array of lights, and he could no longer hear his teacher's voice. As he approached, he saw an illusory shadow, a figure of her using this weapon to fight.
Whether it was the figure leaping into the air or the indomitable sword energy, they all made her fascinated.
The surging passion made her hands tremble slightly.
What will the future look like in your mind?
She walked past them one by one, and was suddenly attracted by a sound in the distance. Looking over, there was no shadow, just a faint dot of light.
He stretched out his hand blankly, and the golden light landed steadily on his palm and disappeared.
The warm feeling flowed through her limbs and bones. She suddenly felt an itch on her neck. When she touched it, she found a line the size of a fingernail, flowing with a wonderful warmth.
"Light…?"
A pure white staff suddenly appeared before his eyes, with the sun, moon, and stars held up by the pillar. The staff itself was engraved with various luminous bodies in colorful colors, transitioning from natural light such as lightning, flames, and aurora to candlelight, lights, screens, and lasers from top to bottom.
They combine together to tell the long years of light and form their own world.
Only the middle is still empty, as if waiting for the future.
Xi Zhou grasped the blank space on the staff, the light dissipated, and he returned to reality.
"Where did you get your weapons...?"
The head teacher fell into deep thought as he looked at the weapons that the ten students should theoretically have taken from the school equipment room.
Xi Zhou's scepter engraved with light, Yan Ning's sword forged from ice and snow, Lu Lanting's bow woven from vines and covered with runes, Heshun's a colorful pot, Xu Suian's trumpet bigger than his head, Yu Huiyan's own water-colored ripples, Hua Shaoqing inexplicably took back his magic wand, Yin Zi'an held the erhu in his left hand and the suona in his right hand, Jing Hong had a prophecy stone, and Fu Linyuan had a brush made of phoenix tail feathers.
When did the school become so rich?
Can these things be bought with money at school?
The principal didn't say he would be so nice to exchange students.
The exchange students were confused. Some of them cheered with their weapons, while others were confused.
Heshun was so blinded by the dazzling colors that he dared not open his eyes, hoping it was just an illusion: "No, this is right? I'm fighting with a pot?"
Yan Ning: "How is that possible? Your weapon must be a support type, like a food cultivator. It seems that you have a special affinity with cooking."
Yan Ning has made great contributions to Heshun's cooking career and has kept his fame to himself.
Xu Sui'an sighed in disgust, pinching the speaker. "Before, I complained about some battle clips and their output was all done by shouting. Now I'm going to make it happen."
Yin Zian: "Then what am I? Erhu and suona, I remember reading about them having some special cultural significance in your China?"
Yan Ning hummed a sigh and said, "Let's not talk about this."
The most hesitant one was Yu Huiyan. She had nothing in her hands and sniffed in frustration, "Teacher, don't I have a weapon...?"
Jingyu was speechless. All the gibberish rushed into his ears, making a mess.
He also began to doubt whether he had sent them to a normal place: "Classmates, did you choose your weapons yourselves? Did you get them from the school equipment room?"
Heshun: "No, this pot just stuck to my hand and won't let go. I want to hold a sword, I want to be a sword cultivator!!!"
"I'm jealous of Yan Ning!"
Xu Suian said weakly: "+1"
Just when Jingyu was puzzled, the new principal suddenly sent a message asking them to put down their classes and come to the principal's office first.
"Who is the new principal? It can't really be His Highness Qi Chi, right? Can a minor be the principal? Does this count as employing child labor?" Yan Ning muttered.
"You'll know when you see it," Heshun shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up, where is the principal's office? Lead the way, teacher!"
.
"Hello." The new principal smiled kindly.
His Highness Qi Chi and his Orange also stood aside, hands behind their backs, looking unhappy. Perhaps it was because they hadn't escaped the supervision of the Divine King's niece.
Heshun: So it was him. That makes sense. Why didn't I think of that at the time?
[Fu Linyuan: Who is he? He looks familiar to me, but I don't have any impression of him.]
[Heshun: He was our former principal, the current God Queen, whose name was Xiansuo.]
【Fu Linyuan: He's not a God King, so why would I remember him?】
[Yan Ning: Um... the principal should be able to intercept our long-distance voice transmission? Stop talking to him.]
The principal smiled mysteriously, "Student Yan Ning is right. But I called you here because I have something important to tell you."
The principal paused and said to the window: "Curtains, close the window."
The curtain slowly closed at his command. Then, he set up the barrier. After completing this, he slowly sat back in his chair, his eyes becoming increasingly solemn, a bit like a principal's demeanor.
"Since you started school, almost all of you have broken through from the Spiritual Essence to a higher level. So I discussed this with the Divine King and felt that you should know about this."
The lights suddenly flickered and dimmed, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Everyone looked at each other and swallowed their saliva.
The principal looked up sharply. "Why is the light broken at this hour? Has Lan Manyan never checked the circuits or replaced the wicks in all the centuries he's been principal?"
He temporarily manually changed the light, then sat back down contentedly, putting on a serious expression again and getting back to the point. "You may have noticed something about this matter."
Xi Zhou remembered Jing Yu's words, "Five years is your deadline," and his heart suddenly tightened. He immediately frowned and asked, "Is it about Yinhe and Tianhe?"
The principal nodded.
"good."
"Based on the speed of galactic time, the Milky Way will face a crisis similar to the extinction of the dinosaurs in five years. And the five of you, according to the prophecy of the elemental beings, possess tremendous potential to lead the Milky Way into a new life."
"Before you appeared, Xinghe, even when Luo Zhaoyu, who is now admired by everyone, was a child, it was impossible for him to achieve a breakthrough in just half a year. So you are indeed special."
"What crisis is it?" Xi Zhou asked hurriedly.
"The intersection of our three worlds shows signs of merging. In five years, elements from the galactic system will flood into the Milky Way continent. At that moment, everything will change. The prophecy states that if no intervention is made, humanity in the Milky Way will be wiped out instantly due to this change."
"There was a time traveler who came directly from the Milky Way to the Xinghe River. Wasn't he alive and well?"
"People who survived being swept away by the space-time rifts have good physical fitness and won't die from the direct explosion of elements. The problem is still something like a meteorite mutation. Once it directly penetrates the earth, no one can survive." The principal explained.
"Then what should we do? Can learning spiritual arts stop the elements from flooding into the galaxy?"
"No. But in the future you can set up formations to control the outflow of nodes, allowing them to slowly adapt and promptly resolve the problems caused by the mutation. This is the mission given to you by the elements."
"In contrast, such rapid progress is a gift from the elements of our mission."
"So if we don't learn the skills well..." Xi Zhou's eyes wandered left and right, and he suddenly felt a heaviness on his back.
"Then humanity is doomed~"
Despite this, the principal felt that the future of humanity in the Galaxy was very bright. These people's cultivation was like riding a rocket, so fast, far beyond expectations, that even now it still felt abnormally fast.
No wonder living beings would have such a prophecy.
Lu Lanting: "No, what if we don't want to? Anyway, we are in harmony with the elements and can't die. What does the life and death of other humans have to do with us?"
She bared her teeth and clawed, "I am a villain, selfish and self-interested, and my goal is to kill all of humanity!"
The principal was amused. He took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "If you see the school being occupied in your illusion, and you remain indifferent to your classmates being injured, or even run away, then perhaps the people of Galaxy should really worry about their own situation."
Lu Lanting: ...
It’s bad, I was caught.
"Ultimately, this is your own choice. Even if you're unwilling to make sacrifices, we won't force you to do anything. The original intention of this illusion at the beginning of the school year was simply to help students see themselves more clearly and grow better."
Is this the reason why they were thrown into the fantasy world right after school started?
It’s best not to interfere.
There is no such thing as a third time. Lu Lanting believes that if the school sets up an illusion again, he will never be fooled again!
Yin Zian raised his hand and asked, "What about our Tianhe?"
"It's still early in Tianhe," the principal thought for a moment, "and they're mainly because the Lord God, the Demon Lord, the Demon Emperor, the Ghost Lord, and the human king are more sensible. As soon as they heard about it, they all rushed to send it over, as if they were afraid of being overtaken."
Yin Zian was silent. It was true. Rishen and the others were still fussing over her being a mixed-race.
Humph, if everyone puts all their bets on one area like they do on the Milky Way, I'm afraid war will break out and all lives will be lost even without elemental leakage.
The principal brought the topic back to Yinhe, patted Xizhou on the shoulder, and said in clear Chinese: "Study for the rise of China."
Heshun was filled with passion and shouted, "Read!"
"Bang!"
A big pot fell from the sky and hit Heshun on the head, causing a big bump.
Heshun clutched his head and howled in pain, "Daguo, isn't your name Dushu? What are you doing out here?"
The pot seemed to have telepathy. It flew up and placed itself in Heshun's hand and stopped moving.
The principal leaned in. "That pot of yours... looks familiar. Was that the weapon you took from the equipment room?"
Yan Ning boldly guessed, "Probably not."
The principal nodded. "I'll go back and investigate this matter. It looks familiar. If not, ask the God King. She's very knowledgeable."
After saying that, three more weapons appeared in front of him.
Xu Sui'an and Yin Zi'an: "Please help us check it out as well."
Xu Suian: I really can’t accept my own weapon.
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