In this world where everyone is a dueling brain

Huanmeng still has an indifferent expression, but her cartoon face has neither a mouth nor a nose, so the indifference can only be seen in her eyes.

"This is beneficial to the progress of training. I need more duel data in the school. He is good at a variety of different card groups, and the level is quite high, so I hope he can participate in this president election."

Feng Guyin was silent for a while.

He and Huanmeng were not in a superior-subordinate relationship, and the two of them were also ordered by President Loevis, so Feng Guyin couldn't dictate to Huanmeng.

But that didn't stop him from feeling a little unhappy.

It is really inexplicable that Wo Yanhuier suddenly has the qualification to run for the student council president, but if you think about it, you can see how this exchange student could threaten his election as the president.

It would complicate things a little, though, and he hated things getting out of hand.

"Although you are talking about advancing my training plan, your real goal is to perfect that machine, right?"

After saying that, he looked pointedly towards the depths of the research room, where there was a heavy and complicated-looking mechanical device with countless transparent pipes extending around it.

The pipes absorb some kind of unknown dark green light, and the light does not know where it comes from.

"As you said, this is the most important task given to me by President Loevis, to complete this 'Dream Creator'."

She said the name of the machine.

After hearing this name, Feng Guyin couldn't help but feel absurd. It's hard to imagine that Fanmeng Company would have such a crazy idea.

Dream Maker, this is the name of that machine, and this machine was created for only one purpose.

——The strongest mass-produced duelist.

Yep, it's that crazy.

Fantasy Company wants to use such a machine to strengthen ordinary people into duelists comparable to duelist kings.

Even a person without any dueling foundation, under the action of this machine, can be amplified into the strongest duelist, possessing the power to control all decks.

Different from other card companies, Fantasy Company is indeed born with a kind of rebellion or contempt for duels. It not only wants to mass-produce those legendary cards, but also wants to mass-produce legendary duelists.

Feng Guyin couldn't fully agree with Fantasy Company's philosophy in this regard, at least he didn't think that powerful duelists could be mass-produced by mere machines.

"How's the progress?"

"There is no doubt that it is a few steps closer to the realization of President Loewis' ideal, student council president, do you want to try the unfinished dream creator? You should be able to become an even better duelist because of it."

That machine is actually almost finished...

Feng Guyin shook his head——

"I don't need that kind of thing, the dream creator should keep it for others to use."

He also has the pride of being a duelist, and at least he disdains such evil ways.

"It's really a pity. However, Student Council President, I still need your help. Next, please get rid of a few top students in the school and bring them here. I need their 'dreams' to create dreams." who provide the raw materials.”

"After Shake is useless, is it my turn to do this kind of thing now?"

Feng Guyin smiled, but was not angry.

"It's not the same, only you can easily defeat those top students, and Shake is also among the people you need to deal with."

"It's okay."

He already understood, Huanmeng nodded and disappeared.

After Huanmeng left, he was the only one left in the research room. He walked through many cultivation tanks and came to another room.

This room is obviously not in the same style as the previous gloomy room. The gloomy atmosphere is a little less, replaced by a sense of science fiction.

Numerous electronic wires are intertwined, surrounding the central display screen, and there is a model line of a monster in the display screen.

It was a winged, demon-like monster.

Feng Guyin didn't know this monster, because this monster was "created" just like the things he was cultivating.

But the creation of this thing had nothing to do with him, maybe it was something created by Huanmeng.

The surrounding electronic wires continuously convey dark green light and electricity to it, which is the power of thoughts.

◇

In the middle of the night, Ji Xun stayed outside alone, sitting on the steps, blowing the cold wind.

Thinking of what happened not long ago, he still felt that it was outrageous. Not only was an exchange student from another school able to run for the student council president of their school, but everything the exchange student did after he arrived made him feel strange.

It's strange to say, but when I really think of Kouji, it doesn't seem so unreasonable.

If you have to say why, maybe...

"Student Ji Xun, it's not safe to stay outside the dormitory building at this time, and it's easy to catch a cold, why don't you go back to the dormitory?"

Just as he was thinking, Huanmeng suddenly appeared beside him, but he was not startled.

"Fantasy..."

Because this kind of thing often happens in normal times, when he stays outside alone at night, Huanmeng will suddenly appear beside him and chat with him.

If you just say that, it may make people feel that Huanmeng is particularly concerned about it, but in fact, think about it carefully, Huanmeng is just an AI, which can appear anywhere, or appear in many places at the same time.

But he feels pretty good, at least no one else will show up at this time.

"You look a little confused, what happened?"

Huanmeng still spoke in an indifferent electronically synthesized voice, which sounded no different from Cold Wind.

"Exchange student classmate...Kuji, you are so amazing. He defeated Xia Ke and senior sister easily. Many of them seemed to me to be distant targets, but he did it so easily."

So it gave him a sense of absurdity, because Hui Erqiang was so unreasonable.

"Because he himself is a distant target."

If those who were defeated by Kouji were top students, geniuses, and strong, then Kouji far surpassed them.

The champion of the Xixiang Ten Rising Stars Competition has such strength.

Even the dueling master has been defeated by Kouji.

As for Ji Xun, although he is excellent, he is just ordinary excellent, he is a serious person who studies obediently, not too bad, but not too good either.

Perhaps it was this sense of gap that made him feel frustrated?

"You're right, it's probably like this..." Ji Xun smiled wryly.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky tonight.

Huanmeng also looked towards the night sky.

For AI, the action of looking at the night sky is meaningless, but this same action may give Ji Xun a little warmth and comfort?

"Huanmeng, it might be a little strange for me to say that to you, but can you listen to me?"

He suddenly wanted to tell something.

Fanmen blinked——

"I exist to serve you, so please feel free to say whatever you want."

"When I first came to this school, I seemed to have talked with you at night like this. At that time, I seemed to have said something strange to you, but you should have forgotten it?"

Speaking of this, Ji Xun himself was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help wiping his nose with his fingertips.

Huanmeng lowered his head and floated in the air, his cold eyes slightly closed.

"I am an AI and I will never forget, never."

Now, the picture of that day is still stored in her memory bank. In the picture, the boy is sitting on the steps, looking at the night sky like today.

But at that time, the boy still had a distant and innocent wish.

"still remember?"

Ji Xun was stunned for a moment.

"You said you want to become stronger, you want to grow, you want to be the best duelist."

Huanmeng's tone, no matter when he heard it, was so serious. Hearing what Huanmeng said, Ji Xun seemed to remember something that happened a long time ago.

Yes, he recalled it, and the picture was still very clear. He said that he wanted to become stronger and become the strongest duelist.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't say anything. He could only turn his head and look at Huan Meng.

"Sorry, I couldn't become stronger as promised."

Even if he doesn't care much now, he still feels regretful.

Huanmeng lowered her head and said——

"You will become stronger."

The same tone as before, but it sounds so serious.

She will always be by his side until she fulfills this promise.

Chapter 65 She will return like lightning

The next day, Chief Ren Fengling of the Disciplinary Inspection Department was found collapsed in a corridor next to the bell tower, which happened to be the blind corner of Huanmeng's surveillance, and this incident aroused quite a lot of discussion.

After waking up, Ren Fengling didn't seem to know what happened yesterday, nor what made him become like this.

Ji Xun was also a member of the Discipline Inspection Department for a period of time before, and was taken care of by Ren Fengling for a while, so after learning about this, he immediately went to the school hospital to visit her.

"Thank you, in fact, my mind is still in a daze until now, and I can't remember what happened at all."

Ren Fengling was lying on the hospital bed, with her hair loose behind her back, and she lost the serious feeling before.

Ji Xun looked at her.

In fact, after this incident spread, many people said that it was the head of the Disciplinary Inspection Department who was beaten by the exchange students and passed out on the road.

"Then senior sister, you should have a good rest first. The deputy director of the Disciplinary Inspection Department will handle your work, so don't worry."

Ji Xun remembered that she had a strong sense of responsibility. When he saw her in the Disciplinary Inspection Department office, she had been worrying about the work of the student union.

But Ren Fengling didn't react when he heard this sentence, but was stunned for a while, with an expression of "what are you talking about".

"...Disciplinary Inspection Department?"

She hesitated for a while and repeated, until she raised her head again, Ren Fengling seemed to remember it.

"Oh, there is such a thing... Sorry, it feels like a dream. Speaking of it, why did I join the Disciplinary Inspection Department? I can't remember..."

Ren Fengling covered his forehead and seemed to have a headache, but the reaction was not very severe and he seemed to be just a little tired.

But this really confused Ji Xun.

The Disciplinary Inspection Department should be very important to Ren Fengling. How could it be this attitude?

"Sister, don't think too much, let's rest first."

But then, Ren Fengling said something even more incredible——

"Well, that's right. Maybe I should quit the student union and give myself a break."

A few minutes later, Ji Xun felt that he should not disturb her anymore, so he simply said goodbye to her and ended the visit.

After walking out of the entrance of the school hospital, he saw a person who surprised him a little.

There are many people around who are looking at that person like him.

Feng Guyin walked up to Ji Xun, paused, and greeted him with a smile——

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Long time no see... Student Council President, are you here to visit Senior Sister Ren?" He hesitated for a moment, and then responded to Feng Guyin, who did not expect the Student Council President to remember him.

Last semester, Feng Guyin was still the president of the Psychic Power Club, and as a member of the club, he learned a lot from the student council president.

However, that period of time was very short, and Feng Guyin soon resigned from his position as the president of the Nianli Power Club to concentrate on being the president of the student council.

"That's right." He looked as gentle and condescending as before.

"Do you still want to restore the telekinetic club as before?" Feng Guyin suddenly mentioned this topic.

Ji Xun was silent for a while——

"Correct."

The previous Ji Xun kept studying and training, and wanted to become stronger, just to defeat Xia Ke, and then try to restore the Psychic Society.