Hunting College

　　 Doing an impossible thing with the belief that he must die, there are such examples on the battlefield of the black prison, and Zheng Qing can easily remember many of them.

For example, the multi-armed giant Kotos sacrificed himself the first time he crashed into the battlefield, summoning a huge willow tree to prevent the wizards from repairing the broken barbican wall, and also woven with countless sprawling willow branches. Out of the green sea covered with wedge-shaped enclaves, it was born in the home ground of wizards to open up a new place for the allied forces of demons and monsters.

　　 Another example is the Mouse Fairy couple. Faced with only a ray of fruit juice left by the lingering thoughts, they desperately tried to save her. As a result, one was wiped out and the other lost his body.

　　 There is also the Sea-Monster King Xiangliu, in order to completely consume Cthulhu, he chooses to solve the problem. Bing Jie sounds like a tall word, but it is actually suicide, and it must choose suicide with no bones in order to survive from death.

Although the above three are top wizards and even top legends, they can still do something that is almost impossible with the belief that they will die, and they have finally succeeded. This is probably what the husband said. For the sake of it.

　　 "I know I was wrong."

　　 The young wizard bowed his head honestly, confessing his mistake.

Mr. 　　 raised his eyebrows: "Where is wrong? What do you know?"

"If the attitude of self-sacrifice is not firm enough, then resolutely don't sacrifice yourself." Zheng Qing raised his head, looked at her husband's calm eyes, and replied earnestly: "I want to gain the great power of sacrifice magic, but also have the pleasure of not sacrificing completely. Mind, there is no such good thing in the world."

Mr. 　　 rarely said a rough word:

　　 "Destiny is a bitch, but also a fair enough bitch."

While talking, he picked up an orange from the fruit plate, peeled it off, took a piece of orange flesh and handed it to the boy, nodded: "Any attempt to exploit the loopholes of fate will be backlashed by fate... such as your suicide. And the sky pillar that fell uncontrollably. This is how the magic on the mysterious side is full of subtle concepts of subjectivity and idealism."

　　 Zheng Qing bit the orange in his mouth.

　　 He thinks that Mr.'s fate is very familiar.

　　 The sweet and sour juice flicks between the teeth, and the aroma is overflowing, giving people a feeling of extra satisfaction. Standing in the golden sunlight, watching her husband's hands peeled into four orange peels like a windmill, thinking of the forbidden curse seed deep in his soul, Zheng Qing suddenly recalled the experience of dreaming in the dreamland.

　　 Then he remembered when he heard that vulgar word.

　　 In the dreamland, after Zheng Qing found Zhu Si, he once fell asleep in a forest and had a dream. In the dream, he saw an outer **** Hasta wearing a yellow robe.

　　 At that time, Hasta wanted to give the young wizard a gift. Zheng Qing asked the reason. The outside **** replied ‘this is the choice of fate’, while Zheng Qing mumbled ‘fate is a bitch’.

　　 Thinking of this, the young wizard hesitated for a moment, and finally thought about asking Mr.: "Sir, do you know Hasta?"

Mr. 　　 glanced at Zheng Qing, as if he knew what he wanted to ask.

"Hasta didn't have much malice." He made a reassuring gesture: "In Yug's words,'They just pin their hopes in the future'... As for why Hasta stared at you, one On the one hand, because of the forbidden curse breath in your body, you are as dazzling as the sun in the dream world, and it is easy to fall into his sight; on the other hand, Hasta divination until you will help him a lot."

　　 "Me?" Zheng Qingqu raised his thumb and poked the tip of his nose with a look of disbelief.

　　 "The facts are indeed as he expected."

The husband stood up and stretched his waist: "Your appearance promoted the development of the war in the black prison and accelerated the process of Sang Liu devouring Cthulhu... Maybe you don't know, there is a big contradiction between Hasta and Cthulhu... …Just as there are many differences in the wizarding world, the depths of the starry sky are not monolithic. Many of their conflicts are more intense than the conflicts between us and wizards."

Speaking of this, the husband couldn’t help but smiled: “The war that broke out in the black prison is far less exciting than the game outside the black prison. Around the huge chessboard, every player has fallen behind. Wonderful hand..."

"Sir, does our existence have any meaning?" Zheng Qing couldn't help interrupting Mr.'s words, speaking faster: "I mean, being a legend, or an existence above a legend, can calculate everything and predict everything. Changing the whole world casually, does the existence of ordinary wizards have any meaning? We are as inconspicuous as dust."

　　 "Dust?"

Mr. 　　 tilted his head and glanced at the young wizard: "Very self-knowing words."

　　 said, he wandered to the window, pushed hard, and pushed the window open. The breeze at the end of the morning suddenly poured into the ward, rolled up a corner of the curtain, and stirred the flame of the medicine candle under the ceiling.

　　 "Can you see the wind?" Mr. looked back at Zheng Qing.

　　 "I can't see..."

　　 Zheng Qinggang said two words, and immediately swallowed the third "see" word, staring at the curtains that were rolled up by the wind, and thought: "...maybe."

　　 "Where is the light?" Mr. changed his target.

　　 Zheng Qing didn't answer immediately, his eyes were a little confused, he didn't know what the husband meant. In a sense, everything he saw should be light, such as golden morning sun, white walls, cyan smoke, and so on. But he knew that the husband's question should be more than that simple.

　　 Fortunately, Mr. did not wait for the young wizard to really think.

　　 "The meanings are all mutual."

The husband explained in simple language as much as possible: "In a dusty room, you can see the shape of the wind with one breath; open the curtains of the room and let the sun shine in, and you can see the shape of the light. Now... the dust dances in the sun. It shows both the shape of wind and the shape of light. This is the meaning of dust."

　　 "Existence and meaning are still very difficult philosophical categories for you. I don't recommend that you think about these issues until you have mastered enough magic theories."

　　 Talking, the husband looked up at the sky: "...Just like the cat's suggestion, it feels good to chat occasionally."

　　 Zheng Qing immediately realized that her husband was leaving.

　　 He still has a lot of questions and a lot of things he wants to tell her husband.

　　 But for a moment, I can't remember any problem. The only picture that came to my mind was the visitor before the husband, Professor Yao being thrown out by the elves.

　　 "Sir," he plucked up the courage and hurriedly asked, "Everyone said that Professor Yao might be the new vice-principal of the school. Is this true?"

Mr. 　　 turned his head and looked at him with a meaningful smile on his face:

　　 "Do you have any doubts?"

　　 "No, no!"

Zheng Qing immediately denied it, and at the same time racked his own little brains, and asked slowly: "I mean, is Professor Yao not a big monster? Let him be the vice president of the First University~www.readwn .com~ Is it appropriate... Of course, I know Professor Yao is a very good professor."

　　 "You don't know." The gentleman stood in the morning sun in front of the window, his figure becoming weaker and weaker in the sun, just like his voice, drifting away:

　　 "Lao Yao is not the monster you imagined."

　　 "Just like you are not a big bomb in your imagination."

　　 "Any judgment that deviates from the largest variable of time, it will go farther and farther in the wrong direction."

"When I was young, I thought there were countless possibilities in the future. But as I grew older, I gradually understood that life is a domino set up. As the days pass, the dominoes fall one by one, and we finally Will arrive at the long-fixed future... The interpretation of dimensionality is that the timeline will always converge at the end of the past and the future, the end of the past is 0, the end of the future is 1, and between 0 and 1, then There are countless possibilities."

　　 "Like a huge, undulating olive."

　　 "After knowing this, we will show the greatest tolerance for the countless possibilities in the process."

　　PS, Zheng Qing’s last question actually involves ‘Is the first university going to change the principal’, I feel that the description is a bit vague...

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