After explaining the key points, Fang Shan stood up, and the others, not knowing why, followed suit.
Fang Shan acted solemn and serious: "Now, I declare the first meeting a complete success."
As he said this, he led the applause.
The people in the audience clapped along with gloomy faces, and complained more than once about what a ridiculous process this was.
However, my life was in the hands of someone else, so I could only cooperate with his performance.
Fang Shan: "Does anyone have any questions?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Finally, Li Buzheng coughed and spoke in a voice so low that it was barely audible: "How did the missions we completed get counted?"
Fang Shan pointed at the fat man and said, "After the meeting, he will tell you the details."
The system was too lazy to think about such a waste of brainpower, and Wei Sushen was even more hands-off. Meanwhile, Fatty was quite experienced in this area. With such a talented person around, it was natural to use them to their full potential.
The fat man stood there with his mouth wide open. Fang Shan and Wei Sushen did not stay long and left quickly and gracefully.
The sky was high and the clouds were light, just like Fang Shan's mood at the moment, which was very refreshing.
"It's interesting to think about the possible expression on the Alien Cult leader's face in the future."
Wei Sushen glanced sideways and saw Fang Shan narrowing his eyes into the size of a crescent moon.
"All we have to do next is expand our membership." Fang Shan came back to his senses. "But it's difficult to truly shake the foundation of the Alien Cult."
Wei Sushen: "No need to destroy, just..."
Before he could finish his words, his eyes met Fang Shan's, and they saw cunning in each other's eyes.
Of course, they all tacitly believed that the other person's eyes were far more cunning than their own.
Fang Shan turned his face away first: "Also, it's time to quiet down for a few days."
Wei Sushen nodded, agreeing with what he said. Apart from recruiting members, the smaller the action recently, the better.
They probably anticipated how things would develop, but underestimated the motivation of these people. The temptation for them to get the antidote by getting first place was quite great.
In just three days, news about the "good deeds" of the Alien Cult began to spread.
Fang Shan guessed that Fatty was also a driving force behind this, but he didn't investigate further. In the past two days, when he walked into the campus, he could occasionally hear students discussing the Alien Cult.
The two words "are you crazy" and "false compassion" appeared most frequently.
Fang Shan would often join in their discussion. What was originally just a rumor would instantly become hundreds of rumors with his exaggeration.
Mu Yuan has come here less frequently recently. He cannot take care of this place for the time being, so he just asked a few of his disciples to inquire about Wei Sushen's progress in practicing telekinesis.
Fang Shan: "The recent abnormal behavior of the Alien Cult must have caused unrest in the academy. I think Mu Yuan is busy with this matter."
Wei Sushen: "Want to join in the fun?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Fang Shan waved his hand, then said unreservedly, "Knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in every battle. We can go and find out from the side."
The biggest difference between Wei Sushen and Fang Shan is that even though he is unorthodox, he exudes a sense of calmness that makes it easy for people to trust him.
So when Mu Yuan unexpectedly saw them on the small road he passed by every day, he believed that they were just "passing by", but in fact, this place was completely in two different directions away from Wei Sushen's dormitory.
After the two sides chatted for a while, Mu Yuan finally noticed this aspect of the problem and his eyes immediately became suspicious: "Just passing by?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "I also wanted to come and see you."
Mu Yuan was even more suspicious: "Look at me?"
Fang Shan said in a sweet tone, interjecting, "I missed you."
“…”
It's more like a curse than an ambiguous love talk.
Mu Yuan shook his head, discarding his wild thoughts, and once again looked at the two of them with a scrutinizing gaze: "What evil things have you done recently?"
One sentence confirmed their restlessness.
Wei Sushen denied it, and Fang Shan looked confused, as if he was distressed after being wronged.
Kihara wondered if he understood the two's personalities well enough, or if he blamed himself for a few seconds because of their acting.
Fang Shan nudged Wei Sushen's trouser leg with his toes. Seeing the time was right, Wei Sushen casually said, "The mid-term exam is approaching, so I'm busy practicing."
The implication is that there is no time to cause trouble.
After laying the groundwork, Wei Sushen spoke slowly, "I heard from Senior Sister that the evil spirits have been quite active recently."
Kihara's nerves remained on high alert. Even this seemingly ordinary conversation made him pause, "Why are you asking this?"
Wei Sushen's expression didn't change at all: "I have plans to do a mission in the short term, but if things get too turbulent outside, I'll just let it go."
It makes sense.
Mu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, lamented his own overthinking, and talked about the "good people and good deeds" taught by the stranger.
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly, three parts curiosity and seven parts ridicule, his expression was perfectly interpreted, as if he had heard of this for the first time.
Fang Shan, who was standing aside, felt a little uneasy. As the host's acting skills became better and better, he developed a sense of crisis.
I have been neglecting the practice of my acting skills recently, and I am no longer a qualified actor!
"When Heaven wishes for their destruction, it will surely drive them mad." Mu Yuan said in a strange tone, "To make such a decision, the Alien Cult must have truly gone mad."
No matter how calm Fang Shan and Wei Sushen remained, they still felt guilty for a second.
"When you go to the mission hall, don't choose one that's too far from the academy," Kihara warned. "Unsure of the other party's intentions is the most troublesome thing."
Most people believed the Alien Cult was plotting a terrifying conspiracy. The Empire even withdrew hundreds of elite troops from its borders and secretly stepped up its campaign against the demons.
The Yi Ren Cult, which was being suppressed from all sides, was speechless at the moment.
The elegantly decorated room had broken porcelain vases scattered all over the floor.
"Calm down." A gentle voice was comforting the angry man.
"A bunch of..." The man closed his eyes, not saying the word "trash" in the end: "I asked you to investigate, but what happened? The person behind this was not caught, and instead, they became more rampant!"
"We investigated the few people you originally wanted to recruit, but we didn't find any significant contact with other people, at least not in real life."
The man calmed down and asked, "What do you want to say?"
The woman cautiously expressed her suspicions: "Could this be a play directed and performed by the Empire itself?"
As soon as the words fell, the man rejected them outright: "Impossible."
"But..." The woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's very likely that the other party also knows how to use telekinesis to enter dreams. If someone can do that..."
Even before she finished speaking, the man knew.
There are no more than ten people in the empire who can do this, and the dean of the Imperial Academy is one of them.
This suspicion wasn't limited to the man; many who stood against the demons shared it, leading to various theories. The most widespread theory was that the Imperial Academy's dean, during his retreat, had broken through the tenth level of telekinesis.
This speculation was very convincing, and for a time, the Imperial College's status soared. The students of the Imperial College felt proud of it, believing that a powerful dean meant the college was about to usher in a glorious era.
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Whether it was an accident or a coincidence, since they met, Mu Yuan called Wei Sushen to the training room to check the level of his recent telekinesis training.
Even with Fang Shan's help in cheating, he could only barely maintain the third range.
Mu Yuan's face turned gloomy. It was already good enough to be able to cultivate telekinesis to such a level at this age. However, once it was based on the S-level qualifications, it could really be considered as a lack of ambition.
"Tell me about it," Mu Yuan said with a sneer on his face, "Is this what you call dedicated training?"
Wei Sushen secretly exchanged glances with Fang Shan, and when he was still thinking of how to refuse, an unexpected person came into the training room.
"Dean."
Only after Mu Yuan spoke did Fang Shan notice a figure that appeared out of nowhere.
The boy was not riding the donkey, but was leading it with a straw rope. The donkey was happily chewing a carrot.
He glanced at Wei Sushen and said, "I have been a little slack."
Facing the number one student at the Imperial Academy, Wei Sushen stopped making unnecessary excuses and sincerely admitted his mistake, just like he did to Fang Shan every time he failed an exam: "I will continue to work hard."
Honesty is always more effective than argument. As soon as Wei Sushen's sincere expression appeared, the dean and Mu Yuan's expressions became much more relaxed.
The dean did not come to find Wei Sushen, so Fang Shan was very tactful and prepared to take him away and find a reason to leave.
"It's okay to stay and listen." The dean waved his hand, looking casual.
Fang Shan immediately stopped and found a good position to listen.
The dean laughed and then said, "Have you heard about the recent rumors?"
Mu Yuan guessed what he meant and didn't answer immediately. Fang Shan clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Dean, for becoming the number one person in the empire!"
As he said this, he nudged Wei Sushen with his elbow, who cooperated expressionlessly and only clapped his hands three times.
“…”
I don’t know whether I should question the Mo family’s family tradition or the Imperial Academy’s education system, which can actually cultivate two such wonderful seedlings.
"I haven't made any breakthroughs." This one sentence dispelled this halfhearted flattery.
He thought he would see some very surprised faces, but -
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were indifferent, and Mu Yuan's reaction was also flat.
The dean narrowed his eyes. The three of them knew that the emotions they displayed were wrong, but when they wanted to adjust their expressions, it was too late.
"I ask, or you tell me."
Even without thinking too deeply, one can tell that several people are hiding something.
As the dean, the first person he would put pressure on was naturally Kihara, rather than forcing a student to speak.
Mu Yuan was helpless and could only say: "The previous rumor that I have a method to improve S-level qualifications is actually false."
So he could empathize with the dean's current situation.
Fang Shan suddenly laughed and concluded, "Nowadays, people are even more afraid and in awe of the Imperial Academy. First, they believe the dean has broken through the tenth interval, and second, they mistakenly believe the instructor has a way to improve the aptitude of nightmares. However, both of these are illusions."
Like a child sharing a secret, he did not forget to look at Wei Sushen while speaking. Perhaps infected by his laughter, Wei Sushen also curled up the corners of his mouth.
Kihara: "..."
The dean's expression was not much better. Looking at the duo smiling at each other in tacit understanding, his fair face had changed color slightly.
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