unfortunate black cat

Chapter 105 The Final Battle

For Jiang Sheng, ordinary campus life is undoubtedly a bit boring.Especially in a stressful learning atmosphere like high school, it is indeed easy to make people feel tired.

However, considering that it is a rather uninteresting "person".

So it seems so boring, in terms of it, it has little effect.

In other words, it obviously still prefers to sit in the classroom and prepare for lessons compared to the various intersections with the spiritual world.

Despite such a busy life, it still deviates from its original intention of becoming a cat.But what can we do if we deviate, Jiang Sheng has to deal with the problem after all.

Therefore, we can only put the account first, and put it all on the head of Weird Synergy.

Well, at nine o'clock in the morning, take a math test paper.

At ten o'clock in the morning, remember two English test papers.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, remember the text and recite three articles.

Fortunately, the current grade he is studying is still the first year of high school, not the time when he was desperately introverted like the third year of high school.

Therefore, there is still time to relax, such as a lunch break.

Another example is the afternoon course related to body beauty.

No features.

Leaning against a corner of the indoor playground, Jiang Sheng secretly observed Zhuang Yuan who was sitting not far away.

The above four words are its overall evaluation of girls' campus life.

There is almost no intersection with anything, and there is no room for people to approach.

It's hard to do. This person is even more unknown than when I was in school.

No strengths, no friends, no hobbies.

Nobody pays attention, nobody cares, or even communicates with people.

In a sense, it is simply invulnerable.

People want to talk to her, but they don't know what to say.

Coupled with the disability of the other party, he was unable to speak since he was a child, which added basic difficulties and obstacles to communication.

What should I do?

Jiang Sheng thought about it, trying to come up with a way to open up the situation.

"Hey, Jiang Sheng."

At this moment, Yang Momo suddenly appeared beside it.

"I heard that there will be a [-]-meter test today, can you grasp the measure?"

"What is the measure?" Jiang Sheng, who was so focused on the task, was subconsciously stunned for a moment.

"Pinch the watch, pinch the watch, don't you want to run with all your strength?"

If Jiang Sheng was a real person, Yang Momo wouldn't worry about it messing around, but considering that this guy was originally a cat, the girl had to think about it.

"All in all, do you know what the average physical fitness of human beings is. Forget it, let me change the question, how many seconds do you need to run 100 meters now?"

Silently looking at the girl's depressed expression, Jiang Sheng slowly raised a finger.

"One second?"

Yang Momo smacked his dry lips.

"Less than a second."

While speaking, Jiang Sheng's fingers bent slightly.

"You are a sports car!"

The girl complained in a low voice: "Run to 11 seconds for me, understand?"

"Of course I understand." Facing the meaningless worries of the visitor, Jiang Sheng drooped his eyes carelessly.

"Do you think I'm one of those rough guys in the canine family? I understand, I understand. Don't worry."

"I'm afraid you don't understand!"

Feeling that he was clearly despised by the animals in front of him, Yang Momo pressed his fingers on the temples beside his forehead.

This is the school, and she has to maintain a high degree of calmness and concentration in order to suppress the redundant disaster of the eight-armed girl.

Obviously, not every "person" can be like Jiang Sheng.

Allowing the wraiths to move freely can also keep the calamity within the limit.

In the final analysis, there is still a big difference between a manager and a cursed object.

……

At the same time, from the periphery of another city.

There are two ordinary-looking pedestrians walking side by side on the road.

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

As he was walking, the tall and thin man suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Well, is this the Lanshan City? It doesn't feel as stable as you said."

"Because the Duan Bodhisattva Temple was destroyed, idiot! I've been running the plan for so many years, but somehow someone interfered, you bastard!"

The short and fat man yelled and cursed, obviously not happy: "Anyway, now that the boss has given the death order, you have to help me get the experimental product back."

"I know." The tall and thin man nodded indifferently.

"The boss explained everything to me clearly. In addition, he also asked us to capture that cat back."

"Cat?" The pudgy figure frowned, "I'm not good at dealing with those little things."

"The boss called the roll call, it's useless if you're not good at it."

Without giving any room for negotiation, the tall and thin man threw a ring to the short and fat man.

"What is this?" The chunky man looked around with the ring.

"With the spiritual paper ring, you know?"

The tall and thin man said, and put a ring with a similar shape on his hand: "I have improved their material and structure, so that the effect of hiding spiritual power is better, as long as you If you don’t use the Wraith, the Psionic Management Office won’t be able to find out.”

"So what if I check it out, let's see if I don't kill them all."

Although he muttered disdainfully, the short and fat man still put the ring on his thumb.

"Keep a low profile." The tall and thin man looked at him, his eyes tightened unconsciously.

"You know, you have already failed once. I didn't clean up the door now, it's all because of the kindness of the boss."

"Ha." Hearing this, the short and fat man became angry.

"It's as if I'm afraid of you doing it, come on, try to clean up the house, and see if I don't chop you up!"

"Have you figured it out?"

The tall and thin man's tone gradually turned cold.

"Do it here, even if I don't kill you immediately, the boss will not let you go. Want to know what will happen to Manyang? He thought that the Psionic Management Office could save him. But now, he died in prison."

"..."

The air between the two pondered for a moment.

"Cut." Finally, the chunky man backed down with a hideous face.

"You know how to use the boss to suppress me, you bastard!"

"I just need you to keep a low profile!"

The tall, thin man reaffirms the point.

"Everything is focused on the goal, don't screw up the boss's plan because of carelessness."

"I see." With irritated eyes, he scratched his thick neck with his fingers, looking like a short and fat man, and wiped the sweat under his jaw.

"Ah, shit, shit, I really want to find some people to vent my anger."

"Don't worry, there will be a chance."

The tall and thin man took a deep breath and put his hands back into his pockets.

"There will be a chance."

(End of this chapter)