Chapter 59 Laziness

The multi-view function switched to Fu Zexun. In the ocean of thunder and lightning, a semi-arc of green suddenly appeared, like a small boat that could not support itself alone.

Soon, a figure appeared beside Fu Zexun.

Before the figure could fully appear, the voice of the "person" appeared in the center of the thunderstorm: "I told you that you can't succeed."

Then, the figure of the "person" appeared in full.

But rather than being a human, judging from the power leaking from its body, it is clearly a "ghost" with dark green power.

The fourth of the seven deadly sins is green, and the actual sin is laziness.

In the single dormitory, He Jingtong recalled what Qi Xueyi said when he first introduced the strength of the alien spirit to him.

"Only one S-level spirit appeared three hundred years ago."

There is no historical record of whether there were S-level spirits in the distant past.

Therefore, all the current students of the paranormal department, or the people in the paranormal world, know about is that one appeared three hundred years ago.

And that, too, just appeared.

How did Fu Zexun manage to quickly gain the trust of those wealthy and powerful people when he first started working with them?

After all, that group of people, while sending their children to the Elite Academy to study general courses, were secretly researching spiritual immortality with Fu Zexun.

The logical contradiction has now been resolved.

Where did the clone that Tan Dong saw during the league come from? Why didn't he have one before?

How could Fu Zexun be able to carry hundreds of humanoid spirits with him alone?

No matter how compressed a spirit is, it cannot be compressed directly to the size of a soybean.

A monster that is more than three meters tall can be compressed into the size of an elementary school student. However, not every monster that looks like an elementary school student can be compressed into a ping-pong ball or even a soybean.

It is impossible to create soldiers by sowing beans.

Otherwise, Fu Zexun would not have shown such an expression of disbelief during the battle with He Yunian.

This expression came from the moment he saw a power ball made of pure strength without any extra strength leaking out from He Yunian's palm.

Obviously, no matter Fu Zexun's ability or anything else, it is impossible for him to compress his power to that level.

In other words, there must be something that allows the spirit controlled by Fu Zexun to follow him everywhere.

When Tan Dong mentioned the ability he saw without the word "space", it had already foreshadowed the current situation.

Cover, a word that means to cover up. It is not a real barrier for protection.

This power simply pulls an independent space created by the alien spirits into this world.

The world usually has a carrier. The so-called carrier is not something particularly high-end, just like a comic book has a comic book cover.

The comic book cover is not only a carrier, but also something that has a certain protective function.

When the independent space controlled by the alien spirit is pulled towards the current world, this alien spirit no longer needs to have certain skills to move forward like He Yunian.

It can directly expand the defensive realm.

The so-called realm is the way of using the power above the force field.

A serious comic must have relevant settings.

It is related to the realm, and usually only S-level spiritualists or S-level spirits can do it.

Just like He Yunian and the lazy ghost at this moment.

However, a cleric with the power of the realm will not usually be rated as S-level even if they have the ability of an S-level cleric.

It's still the same question. In a world without S-level spirits, there will definitely not be S-level spiritual masters.

"What a beautiful power." In the dormitory, He Jingtong's hand passed through the screen displayed by the multi-view function.

The flashes of lightning and the protective barrier of dim green light were clearly reflected in his eyes.

That's just a picture, your fingers can only pass through it.

[If you work hard to cultivate, you will be able to achieve it sooner or later.] The system thought that He Jingtong was jealous.

Because no matter who he faces, any teacher, Fu Zexun can always perform with ease.

But when facing He Yunian, the old man who possesses realm-level power, he can only appear to be in a desperate situation.

And if He Jingtong possessed this power...

The system shook its head decisively, knowing in its heart that neither itself as a system nor He Jingtong would have any illusions about having that kind of power from the beginning.

It's meaningless.

Back to the battlefield.

Ever since the green protective barrier appeared, He Yunian had also sensed a similar aura.

Only a force field can resist a force field, and similarly, only a boundary can stop a boundary.

He Yunian stopped the continuous release of indigo power.

At this time, there was no living ghost on the road except the new guy who appeared next to Fu Zexun.

He Yunian looked towards Fu Zexun's side with a serious expression, but even so, he did not raise any doubts, but said with certainty: "S-level spirit."

At that time, Fu Zexun, whose whole body was charred and almost died on the spot, was pulled up by the alien spirit.

The alien spirit continued what he had just said: "An S-level alien spirit is not something you can create now."

It looked at Fu Zexun, who was wearing a Tang suit that was slightly similar to An Lai's.

The appearance of this humanoid spirit is similar to that of Fu Zexun, both of them look young. However, the eyes of the spirit shown in the multi-view function give people a sense of decadence as if they have been through the ages.

"Don't do anything that is full of gambles." The alien spirit grabbed Fu Zexun's collar and helped him stand up from the ground. "When there is no absolute possibility of success, any gamble you think is a good one will only end in failure."

"But it's good to do what you did before. At least you gambled, a chance that is enough to give you a chance of survival at this time."

Through the screen, He Jingtong saw Fu Zexun, who had left the protection of the boundary, breathing in unison.

"Do you think an old man like me is really dead?" He Yunian, who was some distance away from the man and the alien spirit, appeared in front of them in an instant.

Before He Yunian used his hands as claws to attack Fu Zexun's head again, his hand was blocked by the green alien.

"Wait a moment." The alien spirit ignored the hand that was distorted by He Yunian's attack.

It looked at He Yunian, then at Fu Zexun beside it, and said with a sigh, "Even if I want to embrace eternal sleep, I don't want it to end suddenly in a place like this."

"Don't just sit there in a daze." The alien spirit shook Fu Zexun in his hand unceremoniously, "What you should do now is to use your rigid brain and let it think about how to keep you alive."

"If you die here, it will become impossible to get the person you want or to make him feel abandoned by everyone."

When the alien spirit said these words, He Yunian could not sense any murderous intent from it.

On the contrary, this alien spirit looks like a life form no different from humans.

With such an existence before us, who could not believe that eternal life is impossible to achieve?

"You must be the alien spirit from three hundred years ago."

He Yunian also responded quickly.

This is a country that has long refined its spiritualist system to the point where it was incorporated into ordinary schools. No one knows better than this country itself whether a second S-rank spiritualist has appeared in the past three hundred years.

So there is only one option left.

In his old age, He Yunian, who has been strong for many years, once again felt the blood boiling.

But the humanoid spirit was still telling Fu Zexun: "Make a decision early. You don't want me to tell others the conclusion you came to."

He Jingtong saw that Fu Zexun's hands, which had been hanging weakly at his sides, clenched into fists again.

Even though he was in a horrible state and looked like a charred corpse, he was still able to stand up again with the help of the power of the spirit.

Fu Zexun looked towards He Yunian. He saw clearly that the old man had no eyes for him at all. All he had eyes for was the alien spirit standing next to him.

This is also the reality.

Without sufficient power, nothing can be accomplished. Even if you see a stronger power, you cannot protect yourself and escape from it safely...

So the so-called insight is nothing but stupid and futile provocation.

Fu Zexun laughed again, but there was no meaning in it, just a crazy laugh.

"If I really die here, I'm afraid there will be nothing left." Anyone can hear him say this.

But afterwards, everyone couldn't help but freeze in place because of what he said next.

Fu Zexun looked around, whether it was the only remaining alien spirit, or He Yunian who only had alien spirits in his eyes at this time, or even the dozen or so He family members behind him...

Fu Zexun read them all.

Then he smiled crazily and said, "Guess what, if you kill me here, then the eldest grandson of the He family, a person with the ability to predict the future..."

"Once my abilities are exposed, how will I cope with society?"

Fu Zexun didn't want to tell this information at first. He didn't intend to reveal it until he reached his limit.

Just as the teachers in the academy thought, once He Jingtong's ability to predict the future was exposed, he would most likely be imprisoned in the academy.

Once Fu Zexun reveals this ability, it means that He Jingtong, who was originally easier to obtain, will become more difficult to obtain because of the self-righteous protection of countless people.

Therefore, the disclosure of this news is meaningless, so Fu Zexun never planned to say it.

But it was obvious that the situation had reached the point where he had to do everything he could to save his own life.

Otherwise, how could this spirit, which symbolizes laziness, appear?

And it is the strongest spirit under the lazy system.

If Qi Yuan, the alien spirit born from Qi Yuan's suicide, is a loophole in the world, then this lazy alien spirit that has survived for more than three hundred years is the most unique one in the world.

There is no reason for it to appear.

It should just stay in the space where it has been for three hundred years, and never appear again until it is destroyed together with that space.

But it happened.

This means that this is the final path it has chosen for itself.

What's the point of living a long life?

If it was based on humans with unlimited desires, then of course it would be good. But the one who really lived long was a spirit that symbolized laziness.

Its inertia prevents it from striving for strength, charging at humans, or relying on its so-called nature to kill a spiritualist.

Laziness, the root of its existence, will never provide the motivation for this alien to move.

And if it must have some motivation, it is the desire to be lazy until the world explodes.

This sentence seems so funny, but for this spirit with spatial abilities, it is the truth.

Nothing is eternal, not even space.

But now, facing He Yunian, whom Fu Zexun could not resist, it appeared.

"This is the dead end you have chosen for yourself." Ever since Fu Zexun told everyone with the surname He that He Jingtong was a prophet, he has focused all his attention on the alien spirit.

“Don’t say that.” The alien spirit waved his hands, “It’s just that compared to being annihilated along with the collapse of space, I actually prefer to die at the hands of a spiritual master.”

It has a broad-mindedness that most humans don't have: "After all, I am a spirit."

It is an abnormal life born of sin.

One of the instincts of the alien spirits is to kill the spiritualists.

"I'm sorry, but I may not be able to continue to be your personal gold-finger grandfather in the future."

"Space and the like will also completely collapse after my death."

"Remember to take out the other things you put in there... in advance." After saying that, the alien spirit pulled Fu Zexun, who was being stared at by all the He family members at that moment, behind him.

It was a single alien spirit that faced He Yunian.

Just like the spirit said, it thought it would die here.

The laziness instinct is the biggest drawback, and human clergymen of the same level who have grown up in countless battles will basically win when facing lazy spirits of the same level.

Without exception.

That is the only answer that time gives as the years go by.

Today will be no exception.

In the dormitory, He Jingtong looked at the S-level alien that was destined to bring He Yunian to a new peak, and said to the system calmly: "Turn on the reversal function, designate an S-level alien, an anchor person——"

"Fu Zexun."!