Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 217 Mr. Good

Shiny didn't just talk, he really dared to do it!He lifted Troy's soul stone high, looking as if it was about to smash into pieces.

Troy's crystal ball radiated light, and its childlike voice now became dark and mischievous.

"I'm angry. Big bad guy."

A ray of light flashed, and even the uncontacted manipulations and maneuvers not far away disappeared without a trace.A chill appeared on Lyall's body from head to toe. He looked at the soul stone floating in mid-air and suddenly lost his mind.Without any warning, the ghosts of the three companions disappeared directly. What did it do?
"Plague doctor, come to me, hurry up." Troy made a new voice.

Under the invisible and powerful threat, Lyle could only follow through.Troy fell slowly in mid-air, and the round sphere, as thin as a feather, landed in Lyle's palm.

"Hold tight, we are very fragile, the kind that will break if you touch it." Troy carefully urged, the soul stone was spinning in Lyle's hand, and the child in the crystal ball was rolling and playing in it.It would be cute indeed if Lyle forgot that it instantly disfigured the three Lich ghosts.

"Let's go to the classroom, our students." Following Troy's words, a door appeared in front of Lyle.

Lyle lowered his posture, carefully echoing the childish soul stone.

"Mr. Troy, my friends, your other students, what's the matter now?"

Lyle's expression made Troy a lot happier, "The epidemic doctor is a good boy, and we will teach the bad boys a lesson, but if we are in a good mood, let them go."

Another ray of light flashed from the soul stone, and the three returned to Lyle again.

"How are you shining?"

Shining seemed to have just recovered, the scales on his face were shaking, and he looked at Lyle.

"Boss, do you know what it's like to have a flag survive a category [-] typhoon?"

"What? I don't know."

Shiny looked awkwardly at the face in the soul stone.

"Well, I know how the flag feels."

Lyle held Troy in his arms, followed by three people, and walked into the room.

Is that a small room, a small attic?

The ceiling is a spire, perhaps the topmost floor of the tower of souls, which was just transported by Troy in a way that violated the laws of physics.Most of the things in the room were hidden by a curtain, covering most of the attic.

On the other side that seemed empty, a figure was drawing pictures on the wall.

Dressed in robes like Lyle and the others, but his clothing looks much more upscale. It looks like silk, with a silver thread embroidering a landscape at the breast.The sleeves are fluttering, and there is no wind.

With his back to Lyle and the others, he sketched on the wall with his fingers, and the pure black ink flowed on the wall, drawing an ink painting.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he suddenly turned his head, revealing a mask with a fox-like face on the front.

Lyle looked at him, feeling like a lightning strike in his heart.There is a charm in him, a charm raised by different landscapes.

Lyle felt restrained, but he still clasped his fists and said hello.

"Hello, Mr. Unknown."

The masked man put his two long sleeves together on his chest, and bowed deeply to Lyle.

"good."

"Ok?"

"My code name is Shan, sir's name?"

"Ah, I am a plague doctor, Mr. Shan."

"good."

"???"

"I mean, what a nice name Mr. Plague Doctor."

Well, let's take it as a compliment.

"Mr. Shan, why did you come here?"

"Follow Mr. Troy, and learn the art of the soul stone..." It turns out that he is a student just like us. "Tape down the Literature Club."

"???" Lyle hesitated for two seconds, and finally spoke. "Mr. Shan, I didn't hear clearly just now, can you say it again."

"After learning the soul stone technique, I will reorganize my writing style and wipe out the flattering and mediocre people in the literature club!"

Lyall thought back to the sluts in the literary club, as if what Mr. Shan said was true.

"Has the Literature Club provoked Mr. Shan?"

"At the beginning of joining the society, I was forced to bow to the dark people. How can I break the literati's character! So I fought with them! Who knows that the gentleman, the reporter, and the delusional three are talking nonsense and gibberish. Although I can speak good words, I will be both Fists are hard to beat with four hands, and I was defeated. Learn from the pain, ask for advice from the Soul Society, learn the art of soul stones, use my talent Mohun to assist, call two or three companions, and then kill them in the dark!"

Lyle thought about it for a while, that is, Mr. Shan broke out on the spot at the Secondary School Ceremony of the Literature Club, but he couldn't scold those people, so he came to the Soul Tower to learn the soul stone manufacturing technology, and then he would be a few assistants to scold them together go back.But, Mr. Shan, the literature club can't scold you, they will beat people, this is not something that can be solved with just a few more mouths.

Talented ink soul.That's it.Lyle looked at the landscape painting hanging on the wall.This is a tower of souls, and the material is soul crystals. Ordinary ink definitely cannot paint here.In other words, Mr. Shan's ink can replace the soul.

Lyle communicated with his companion in a low voice.

"Boss, this Shan seems to be a very useful tool man. Let's lure him into the necromancer handicraft club, so we don't need to collect souls."

Lyle looked at the soul stone in his hand, feeling bad, and forgot to shield Troy.Shan is a student of Troy, he certainly does not agree to our plan.

"Good idea. Then you can use my experimental product, I'm not in a hurry." Troy's immature voice was like a devil at this moment.

"Mr. Troy? Isn't Mr. Shan your student?"

"Yes, but it doesn't affect that he is also my experiment."

"Shan's body is very different from ours. He has only one layer of skin, which has the characteristics of both body and soul. It can be touched and can be virtualized. The way the power flows in his body is also very different from ours. .He is a very good experimental product, no matter how hard he tries, he will recover. From what he said, he seems to be a slough from a fairy king somewhere? I don’t know what it means, but it works pretty well anyway. It’s just that his brain is not working.”

Lyle looked at Troy, who looked like a devil, "Mr. Troy, shouldn't it be, about the soul stone..."

"You guessed it right. Shan has been here for two years now. He is your senior. He already knows how to make soul stones. It's just that I can mess with the graduation exams, so he has been repeating grades." .I told him that your heart is not in place, and he really believed it, and now he is painting and cultivating his heart.”

"What a fool."

Lyle looked at the back of the selfless painting on the wall, it's too miserable, Mr. Shan.

"Shining, when you lie to Mr. Shan, be gentle."

"Don't worry, boss, I won't mess around in front of you."

(End of this chapter)