Dragon Clan: Starting from receiving judgment, counterattack against the gods

Manstein was also a little confused, and said frankly: "I don't know either. It was arranged by the principal. He said you might need counseling. It's okay. It's just a small test. It won't affect your campus life."

Yuan Zhinv nodded. Since she had not yet officially enrolled, she lived in the temporary room she had previously stayed in. She would have to wait until the psychological test was over before she could be arranged to stay in a dormitory.

But these are all minor issues. Yuan Zhinv was thinking more about the psychological test.

Professor Masashi Toyama's words seem to be hypnosis, and he is best at brainwashing. This so-called psychological test was arranged by Angers, so Genjitsu had to think more about it.

But the principal just wanted to know her mental state or something. After all, her performance in the previous war with Japan was a little abnormal.

However, Yuan Zhinv did not care much about it. Since Herzog's death, she felt that her mental state was very good now. What's more, she had the talent to break delusions, so a small psychological test would not be a problem.

What she didn't know was that because of a certain gambling situation, this test had attracted the attention of countless people, and a capable person had even hacked into the surveillance camera in the psychological counseling room and broadcast it live on the campus website.

So the next day, countless online viewers saw the beautiful girl walk into the psychological counseling room. She smiled at Professor Masashi Toyama, looking pure and innocent, like a pure little white flower.

She was facing the sun, beautiful and holy like an angel descending from the sky, with a clear and pleasant voice:

"Hello, professor. My name is Kazama Ruri, and I'm a freshman this year."

Chapter 66 Psychological Counseling

There hasn't been an S-level student in Kassel Academy for a long time. Even the freshman Chu Zihang is only a super A-level in the eyes of the students, and the academy rating is only A, so countless people are curious about this S-level freshman.

In the live broadcast on the school's network, it can be clearly seen that not only students are in the online viewing list, but even many people with the title of professor are watching. The most shocking thing is that there is also a night watchman, and his title is clearly followed by vice-president.

The sun shone on the church's bell tower, and the ticking of a clock could be faintly heard. The door was pushed open, and Angers, dressed in black, walked in.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable living here? Listening to the bells all the time is like a funeral." Ange walked into the house, looking for a place to step in the dirty and messy room, and finally sat down on the sofa skillfully.

It was a really dingy attic, with glass windows all over the sunny side and huge posters of low-cut girls. There was only an unmade bed, a single sofa, a computer desk and swivel chair, and a large bookshelf filled with western movie DVDs.

Of course, there were empty wine bottles all over the floor and adult magazines scattered everywhere.

The academy's hidden figure, the Night Watchman, has lived here for decades, and his home style is like that of an unsatisfied adolescent boy.

The style of this attic was in great conflict with Angers' aesthetic taste, but after Angers came in, he naturally occupied the most comfortable position.

He was very familiar with this place; he had to be familiar with it because it was the only place where the night watchman could be found.

Everyone has a few bad friends who always ask you to meet them in places with questionable hygiene conditions and eat messy seafood, but you still go there in your Armani custom-made suit, spit at them, and never get tired of it.

Then he is probably your true friend.

"It would be nice if you get used to it. Then on the day of my funeral, when I'm in my coffin and hear the bells outside, I'll think I'm lying in my bed at home."

The middle-aged man lying in front of the computer screen said lazily: "Ange, what treasure did you pick up this time? S-level... Tsk tsk tsk, is there anything special about this pretty girl?"

The live broadcast was playing on his computer screen. A beautiful, pale girl was sitting in a corner of the counseling room. The sunlight was shining on her, and she looked as holy as an angel.

"She is indeed special. Not long ago, she single-handedly conquered the entire Japanese underworld. The number of people killed by her is probably more than the bottles scattered on the floor."

"Oh!" The night watchman was full of amazement. "I can't believe it. I thought you were the only one who could subdue those Japanese lackeys. Now there is a second one. How did this beautiful girl do it?"

Ange looked at the innocent girl on the computer screen, thought for a moment and said seriously: "Her methods are similar to mine. I just kill everyone who disobeys me."

Night Watchman: “…I really can’t tell.”

His curiosity was obviously aroused, and he watched the live broadcast on the screen seriously. Angé just poured himself a glass of wine skillfully and drank it elegantly. He didn't seem to care and just waited for the night watchman to finish watching before continuing the topic.

In the psychological counseling room, Professor Masashi Toyama, wearing a white coat, brought a cup of hot tea to Genji. This middle-aged man, who was also from Japan, seemed very kind and enthusiastic to the girl in front of him.

"Your name is Kazama Ruri, right? I heard you're from Japan?"

Yuan Zhinv nodded. She looked very relaxed. She didn't look like she was here for psychological counseling, but more like she was here for vacation.

She was indeed not worried at all, because Sakurai Kogure could also hypnotize, but it didn't work on her. Her talent of "breaking delusions" naturally restrained this kind of words, and even the strange sound of the clappers could not control her.

But in Masashi Toyama's opinion, this student was a careless person and did not realize the significance of this psychological counseling.

Masashi Toyama had received orders from Ange long before Chikako Minamoto came to school. He didn't tell him the specific reason, only that he was asked to hypnotize the girl to see if he could get the secret out of her heart.

The content was very vague and did not specify what specific things were to be obtained, so Masashi Toyama could only follow the normal process.

The first step is to chat with students about daily life, let them relax completely, and then use words to hypnotize them unconsciously, so as to achieve the purpose of asking questions.

But it seems that this student gets into the state quite quickly.

Masashi Toyama felt a little emotional and continued in a very kind tone, "Can you tell me about your situation? And your family situation and so on."

This was just a casual chat. Yuan Zhinv nodded indifferently and said casually, "There's nothing much to say about my situation. I'm just an ordinary student. Because of something at home, the school started late, so I came a little late."

"As for my family situation... I don't have a mother, my father sells ramen noodles, my brother sells sunscreen, and my sister is not in good health and has a serious illness."

At this point, Yuan Zhinv sighed and said, "Because my family was not doing well, I dropped out of high school for a while. Later, my family situation got better, and my father happened to know the principal, so I came to Kassel College."

The girl's voice was calm, but when she said this she lowered her head. She looked like she was suffocating under the pressure of life, and her thin figure seemed very fragile.

Even Toyama Masashi couldn't help but show a look of sympathy and pity after hearing these words.

At this time, the online live broadcast room had exploded.

"The brother who sells oil, the father who sells ramen noodles, the sister who is seriously ill, the weak girl, oh my god, what a pitiful little thing this is."

"This... although it is indeed pitiful, this is not a reason for him to become an S-rank, right? If he really has such a powerful bloodline, how could he end up so badly? It seems that he does not have the potential to be an S-rank at all!"

"So, she was rated S-level because the principal knew her father and sympathized with her situation, so he gave face to his old friend?"

……

The live broadcast room was filled with comments, but Toyama Masashi and Minamoto Chitose didn't know that. After the initial few rounds of attempts, Toyama Masashi felt that it was about time, and he released the hypnosis silently.

Within the school, no student can use words without the permission of the night watchman. Even if they have similar resistance, they cannot use it, so Toyama Masashi has never failed.

But when he expanded his domain and was about to start asking questions, he saw the girl in front of him raised her head, and a faint golden light flashed in her beautiful black eyes.

Toyama Masashi was stunned.

Chapter 67 Raising tigers brings trouble

The invisible domain unfolded silently and gently, and Masashi Toyama didn't even realize that he was surrounded by the domain.

When he saw those beautiful eyes, an overwhelming dream came over him. He was pulled into the dream without even a chance to struggle.

Word Spirit·Dream Tapir.

After the Source Girl's bloodline broke through S, this gentle and harmless Word Spirit also evolved. It is a more advanced spiritual type than hypnosis. At this time, it can directly control people with lower bloodline than her. It is simply a high-end version of hypnosis.

The only problem is that it needs to be released silently, otherwise the effect will be very poor if the opponent has a high bloodline and is on guard, so she did not use it when fighting Angers.

The last time Yuan Zhinv came to the academy, she could clearly feel that there was a force suppressing her and she was unable to use her words.

She knew that this was the Night Watchman's Word Spirit Commandment. This Word Spirit could prevent the dragon descendants with a lower bloodline in the area from using the Word Spirit unless they got his permission.

But this time when she came back, Yuan Zhinu clearly felt that the force could no longer suppress her, and she could simply ignore it.

In addition, the Nightmare Tapir was released so quietly that almost no one noticed. However, everyone who watched the live broadcast vaguely felt that something was wrong.

I saw the beautiful and innocent girl leaning relaxedly on the sofa, her eyelids slightly raised, and a hint of playfulness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Professor, what is the purpose of this psychological consultation? Are all freshmen required to attend?"

Toyama Masashi had a dull expression on his face. When he heard Genjiro's question, he said without hesitation, "No, you are the only one among the freshmen this year who needs psychological counseling."

"The principal said he needed me to judge your mental state and find out if you have any secrets."

"Did the principal say anything else?"

"No, the principal seems to think highly of you. Your rating is S, the only S-level in the academy in all these years. Your mental state is very important."

Yuan Zhinv said "Oh" and a lovely and bright smile appeared on her face: "Then Professor, how is my mental state?"

Toyama Masashi stared at her blankly and spoke uncontrollably: "You are in a good mental state and don't need any counseling."

Yuan Zhinv nodded with satisfaction: "Then is there anything else?"

"It's okay, you can leave."

The girl stood up and stretched. As she passed by Toyama Masashi, she reached out and gently patted the Japanese man on the shoulder: "Thank you very much, Professor."

As she moved, the words were taken back and Toyama Masashi suddenly woke up. His eyes regained clarity and he looked at the girl who turned and left with almost horror.

But the girl just walked away without even looking back at him.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was full of complaints.

"That's it? I took off my pants and you show me this? This psychological consultation is too casual. This professor doesn't usually look that casual!"

"Sure enough, there's nothing to see. After all, he's just a fake. What's the point of coaching him? He's not a real S-rank. He's just sympathy points."

"I was looking forward to it the whole night, but it turned out to be a lot of noise but little action. The girl clearly didn't have any problems, but I thought the professor had bigger problems. And the look on his face at the end was like he had seen a ghost."

"Maybe I didn't expect the so-called S-level to be so ordinary, so I was quite surprised."

……

The live broadcast was shut down, and the comments on the screen disappeared. The night watchman's expression became serious. He looked at the old man on the sofa with complicated eyes: "She used the Word Spirit."

Ange didn't seem surprised and nodded.

"It seems to be a spiritual word spirit. Toyama Masashi is being controlled by her." The night watchman whispered, "She can use word spirits in my domain. Her bloodline is higher than mine? Who on earth is this person?!"

"The emperor of this generation of the Sheqi Eight Clan, the daughter of an old friend of mine." Angé handed over a stack of information, "But her words are very strange. I have fought with her before, and it should be something like bloodline strengthening."

"But from the information I collected, her words seem to be snakes, and now they are showing spiritual properties. I suspect they are some kind of replicating words."

"You mean... Mirror pupil? Can it copy other people's spiritual power?"

The night watchman slowly flipped through the documents in his hand. His expression became more and more solemn as he flipped through them. "This explains it. When Toyama Masashi used hypnosis, she copied him and hypnotized him in return."

"Yes, she also entered Nibelungen, and together with the freshman Chu Zihang, she killed hundreds of deadpools that rushed out."

Ange took a sip of wine slowly, his voice sounding like it contained ice: "But I went to investigate, and didn't find any clues. According to what they said, that was Odin's Nibelungen, and they saw a vision of Odin in it."

"What a ghost..." The night watchman had a strange look on his face, his cheek muscles twitching and the corners of his eyes twitching. It was hard to tell whether he was frightened or funny.

"Yes." Ange said softly, "They may really have seen a ghost."

"How is this possible!" The night watchman jumped up from his swivel chair. "Nibelungen, the Land of the Dead? That's a temple-like place! Alchemists have racked their brains to find it for thousands of years, and two children just happened to go in?"

"It's not a coincidence." Angers looked directly into the man's eyes: "Chu Zihang lied, the girl must have planned it."

"She knew clearly that there was a Nibelungen there, and she also knew what was inside, so she was not afraid at all. She went in casually and killed hundreds of deadpools and came out easily. All of this was calculated long ago."

"That's even more outrageous!" The night watchman widened his eyes: "It's impossible for anyone in this world to do all this!"

"It's rare to see you looking uneasy. No matter what I've said to you over the years, you always curled up on the sofa like a lazy snake, and you even have a beer belly." Angé pointed at the night watchman's belly that couldn't be covered by his plaid shirt.

The night watchman looked down and saw that the eight-pack abs that he was once proud of and would take off his shirt to show to the bar girls when he was drunk had now turned into a whole bulge. The handsome western man of that year had long since become history, and now he was just a wretched old man who liked cowboy clothes.

He hadn't been this excited in decades. Because there was nothing worth getting excited about, he was quite comfortable spending his days being anesthetized by strong liquor, westerns, and pictures of sexy girls.

But if what Ange said was true, then his comfortable days were almost over.

"You didn't eliminate such a dangerous person, but you actually recruited her into the school?!" The night watchman's voice was hoarse because he was too excited: "Aren't you afraid that this person will blow up your school?"

"How do you know I didn't try to erase her? But something went wrong and I failed."

"But then I thought, it's a pity for such a good girl to die."

"Maybe we can be friends, after all we seem to have the same goals."

The night watchman stared blankly at the calm old man and said hoarsely: "You are crazy, you are raising a tiger to cause trouble!"

Angers only smiled slightly. He swirled the amber wine in his glass. It was hard to tell the emotion in his voice. He only said softly, "Maybe."

"Who knows."

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Chapter 68 Who will accompany me to Chicago? (First order please!)

In the Lionheart Club, the silent boy looked at the computer screen calmly. The live broadcast had been interrupted, and most of the viewers had left, and the barrage had almost disappeared.

But he still looked straight, as if thinking about something.

A beautiful girl appeared from behind him, holding a few thick books in her hands: "What are you watching? Isn't the live broadcast over?"