Zheng Qing is just a small second-year student.
Although he is now a formal mber of the school’s aid group, although he has a formally registered hunting team, although he has participated in the Battle of the Black Prison, seen great beings from the deeps of the Starry Sky, killed avatars of outer gods and black wizards of the big wizard level, he is ultimately not a true big wizard. Therefore, when facing big wizard level monsters, his thods are actually quite limited.
The skills learned in class are not enough to deal with the enemies in front of him.
In Zheng Qing’s initial plan, the Little Green Snake living in his ear was his trump card, second only to the ’Book of Forbidden Spells’. But just like last ti, when he opened the ’Book of Forbidden Spells’ and accidentally broke the Protect Legal Formation of the Black Prison Stronghold, his control over thods beyond his abilities was actually very weak, like a child wielding a sledgehamr, easily injuring himself if not careful.
So unless absolutely necessary, Zheng Qing would not easily use them—even with sothing as familiar as the Blood Symbol Bullet, he had once inadvertently severely injured Sepulano while using it, let alone anything else.
Besides, the slightly subtle state of that Little Green Snake now also made Zheng Qing feel wary.
Theoretically, that snake staying in his ear was to borrow the endlessly generated Curse Power to destroy the trace of obsession left by the Sea Demon King when advancing, a mutually beneficial arrangent.
But perhaps because it was far from its true body, or perhaps due to the influence of the Forbidden Curse, in any case, this trace of ancient obsession had gradually beco lively amidst the daily erosion by the Curse Power.
In other words, it was nurturing a hint of vitality in the midst of silence.
Vitality naturally detests death.
And the purpose of this trace of obsession was to tend towards dissolution.
Not wanting to die, yet having to die, this conflicting emotion gradually fernted, causing the resident in Zheng Qing’s ear to start becoming sowhat passive and reluctant to engage with the owner.
Therefore, when planning the battle strategy earlier, Zheng Qing did not take the Little Green Snake into account, intending only to use the Blood Symbol Bullet and the legendary aura Soft Leg Talisman awarded by Old Yao to solve the current problem—in his view, dealing with small figures like himself in such a sneaky, hide-and-seek manner probably wouldn’t involve anything major, and the Blood Symbol Bullet and Legendary Scroll would suffice.
However, as with the classic theorem, an unexpected event occurred when there should have been no surprises.
The Little Green Snake erged on its own without Zheng Qing’s plea for help or urging, chasing after the few large ravens whose aura pressed towards that of a big wizard, biting chaotically.
It left him dumbfounded.
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Along with Zheng Qing, three others were also left dumbfounded, as were the five ’crows’ in the attic at the end of the street.
When Gan Ning made a desperate decision to release an uncontrollable monster to force Zheng Qing to expend his high-powered Fu Bullet, although the other four had slight objections, they could understand.
However, the subsequent scene completely defied their understanding.
The uncontrollable monster the crows were about to release hadn’t even appeared, yet on the opposing side, a monster that appeared even more uncontrollable was released first. No, although the monster on the opposing side seed sowhat insane, it appeared slightly controllable because it kept chasing the remaining three large crows, biting chaotically—they intended to disrupt others’ rhythm but ended up having theirs disrupted instead.
"Did anyone see where that monster ca from?"
"Zheng Qing..."
"Shut up, don’t ntion the na!"
"So-sorry! What I ant was, did our ’target’ lose control? Did our ’target’ turn into this monster? What should we do now?"
"Don’t panic, the target is still within the observation range, the monster didn’t turn into it... Could this monster be their pet?"
"What student carries a pet like this with them?! A creature of this level could serve as the foundational pride of a great family, revered as an ancestor!"
Listening to the rustling sounds behind him, Gan Ning didn’t feel vexed; instead, he felt like laughing as if the ’out-of-control situation’ in front of him brought about a strange familiarity.
"Quiet."
He raised his hand and spoke out to stop his companions’ discussions, his voice carrying a trace of lightness: "As the responsible person, I declare this mission a failure; prepare to retreat... Can we open the sandbox now?"
Hearing the words ’responsible person’, the other four crows instantly had no opinions.
"Can’t be opened."
Crow number nine answered Gan Ning’s last question without hesitation: "Earlier, to catalyze the birth of the ’out-of-control body’, we concentrated all the magic nodes... Unless given ample ti, maybe the nodes can be sorted out again one by one..."
Gan Ning nodded slightly, this conclusion was not unexpected for him.
He watched the large crows flapping their wings and frantically fleeing in mid-air, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned to look at another companion: "That kind of high-power Fu Bullet used by the target..."
"Can’t break it." Number Fifteen Raven shook his head elegantly, answering unhurriedly: "The customization of this sandbox already took into account the power of his Fu Bullet, providing ample redundancy for damage."
"So, sotis planning too ticulously isn’t necessarily a good thing." Crow number nine sighed while rubbing the brass telescope in his hand.
Gan Ning remained silent, thoughts racing.
"We can still contact the outside, right?" He asked abruptly.
Crow number 14 tilted his head, glanced at him: "Yes, it’s possible, but I don’t think contacting the professor now is a smart move... it doesn’t comply with safety regulations."
"Who said I wanted to contact the professor?"
Gan Ning touched the long crow’s beak on his mask, pointing above: "Isn’t the big wizard from the North District researching how to open this sandbox? Send her the core distribution diagram and operational rules of the magic nodes... Just sign it ’I’m a humble good person’."
All four of them brightened their eyes simultaneously.
"Then how should we retreat?" Number Fifteen Raven, thinking ultimately more than others.
"Besiege Wei to rescue Zhao, feign in one direction and strike in another... then escape swiftly." Gan Ning counted various possibilities, providing a high-risk retreat plan.
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When Korma received the ssage transmitted from the Sandbox Mini World, she was dumbfounded.
"Does the school still have spies among those fallen guys?" She stared at the end of the ssage, ’I’m a humble good person,’ her tone tinged with suspicion.
"There’s nothing they won’t do!"
Fei Rui, who never had a good impression of those university people, looked at the wavering witch in front of him, impatiently tugging at her hair: "Isn’t it obvious, try it out! After all, based on your speed, it would take you ages to open this sandbox anyway, what harm could a try do? At worst, it could be more tightly locked."
Korma blushed, resisting the impulse to stomp this fat hamster flat.
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