Latest website: The sudden appearance of Hei Xuan, a transfer student, made Feng Qi realize that the fish had taken the bait.

In the old days, there were transfer students every year, but they generally chose other majors. The field study was too boring. Except for the master of the fog, there have been no transfer students for more than ten years.

This Hei Xuan was obviously a member of the Psionic Clan who sent him to explore the bottom.

Another point can be proved that his name is "Hei Xuan", and the name of the shadow who controls the Science and Technology Research Institute is Hei Lin.

The ethnic groups in the domain world generally have only one surname, and very few have multiple surnames.

Feng Qi now even suspects that the psionic race has discovered the true identity of the Mist Lord.

Otherwise, with the background of the psionic family, they would not come to contact with an outstanding talent at all.

After all, the psionic family with the Holy Spirit Consciousness Library has already achieved all talents, and the only thing that limits their development is the number of resources and miracle items.

Only a special genius like the Lord of the Mist is an exception.

Feng Qi did not know what the purpose of the psionic race to recruit potential races was, but the previous information could prove that the Mist Lord was the first candidate for the psionic race to recruit potential races.

In the next few days, no accident happened.

Apart from the normal class, Hei Xuan did not deliberately come to contact them.

This is somewhat deviated from the development expected by Feng Qi.

But he knew that Hei Xuan would definitely come to contact him, otherwise why would he choose to come to the old school at this time.

The current lurking probability is to explore other information to ensure that there will be no accidents when contacting.

These latent forces have always been cautious.

While waiting for the situation to develop, Feng Qi did not stop learning.

Looking at the knowledge of domain studies from another angle, it is actually not boring. It is like reading part of the history of other races, and can learn a lot of new knowledge from it.

The boring part of the field major mainly comes from various exams, which require a lot of memorization.

Interest is the first driving force, and it is impossible for the senior management of the old school to not know.

It's just that with the continuous increase of domain knowledge, there are too many things to learn, and many people may find it difficult to finish it in their entire life. The cramming-style learning method has become the most effective way to catch up.

As for the future, the direction of domain studies has gradually changed to a classification model.

In the future, each class of students in the field of study only needs to study one of the classification majors in the field of study, so as to reduce the pressure.

These classified majors have been opened, but the restrictions have not been fully implemented because of many factors.

Their current session is also a session for learning new models in the testing field.

That evening, Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist walked back to the dormitory after dinner.

It is early autumn, and the heat of summer is gone.

The osmanthus trees on both sides of the main road along the way are already lush and lush. A gust of wind blew, the branches swayed, and the tiny yellow petals were scattered, and the fragrance was refreshing.

"Aqi, I don't understand why you are obsessed with domain study. Staying here is a waste of time... I said that the future is in a severe situation. We should hurry up and plan for the future instead of staying here."

Listening to the Lord of Mist's serious persuasion, Feng Qi grinned:

"I understand, but you also know that I don't even know what race I am now. Domain studies may be able to help me find the ethnic group... Even if I may be the last of my ethnic group."

Hearing these words, the Lord of Mist's eyes flickered, and finally nodded helplessly:

"Okay, I will accompany you through this academic career, and you will accompany me to the top in the future."

"This is my good brother!"

Under the disgusting expression of the Mist Lord, Feng Qi took a step forward and hooked the Mist Lord's shoulders, and walked towards the dormitory with his shoulders on his back.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside them.

Feng Qi and the Lord of the Mist immediately turned their heads to look, and found that it was Hei Xuan who was none other than Hei Xuan.

"Classmate, what's the matter?" The Mist Lord asked blankly.

"Can we talk?"

"What's the matter?"

"Can I take a step to speak?" Hei Xuan looked friendly and turned his attention to Feng Qi.

"If you have something to say directly, he doesn't need to avoid it."

Seeing that Hei Xuan intended to let Feng Qi evade, the Mist Lord immediately frowned.

"In that case, bring him with us, let's talk in another place." Hei Xuan turned and walked towards the playground.

But the Mist Lord obviously had no intention of following. He looked at Feng Qi and said:

"Ignore him, let's go back to the dormitory."

Just as the Lord of the Mist was about to walk towards the dormitory, Hei Xuan suddenly turned his head, looked at the Lord of the Mist and said with a smile:

"Mist tribe?"

After speaking, he turned around and continued to walk towards the playground.

Hearing this title, the Lord of Mist's body was obviously shocked, and his expression seemed a little unbelievable.

Feng Qi also pretended to be shocked at this time.

After a brief hesitation, the Mist Lord decisively spoke:

"We've already exposed, let's follow first and see what his purpose is."

Along the way, the Lord of the Mist looked gloomy and uncertain, his eyes flickered, and he was obviously extremely disturbed by the exposure of his identity.

In this regard, Feng Qi can understand.

The character of the Lord of the Mist determines that he likes to control the development of the situation in his own hands. Once an uncontrollable situation occurs, he will be alert and anxious.

At this time, the Lord of the Mist turned to look at him, with a worried expression:

"Aqi, it's not that I don't want to stay with you in the old school. If the situation is out of control, I think we have to leave here early. You also come with me. It's very unsafe to stay here."

"Okay." Feng Qi nodded immediately.

Following Hei Xuan to an unoccupied corner of the playground, Hei Xuan turned around at this moment and looked at the Lord of the Mist with a warm smile on his face.

"Tell me, who are you? What's the purpose of looking for me?" The Lord of the Mist asked blankly.

"Speaking of which, we are not unfamiliar. Presumably your true identity should be the current Patriarch of the Mist, right? My clan should have contacted you in advance when you came to the human world."

"Psionics?!" The Mist Lord said in surprise at this time.

Feng Qi, who was standing beside him, was not surprised to hear that the two sides recognized each other's identities.

When the Lord of the Mist came into contact with the psionic family when he first came, he had known the news before many time lines.

At that time, the monk told him that there was a piece of information in the news sent by the psionic clan to the Hui clan.

One of them mentioned the Lord of the Mist.

Maybe the psionic family had the idea of recruiting the Lord of the Mist at that time, but the Lord of the Mist at that time had not yet been perfectly integrated with the rules of this world, and could not get out of the field at all, even recruiting was meaningless.

The reason why the current Lord of the Mist can move freely outside has to rely on the "will of miracles" in his body to help him forcibly adapt to the rules of this world when repairing his injury.

Seeing Hei Xuan nodded and admitted that he was a member of the psionic family.

After a brief moment of surprise, the Mist Lord suddenly asked:

"Are you looking for me for revenge?"

Hei Xuan, who heard these words, immediately shook his head:

"Don't get me wrong, although we are a feud, the psionic family was enslaved by your mist clan for a period of time, but that was the past after all, our psionic clan understands the law of the weak and the weak will be bullied, even if there was no mist clan at that time. , we will still be enslaved by another strong race, even food."

"Don't be so fake, I don't believe in a race that doesn't hold grudges. Even if there is, there is no way for a race without blood to have a future... At the time, I thought it was strange, when I was the weakest, why did the member of the psionic family pass by? Shoot, now that I think about it, I have already had an idea for me." The Lord of the Mist pouted at this time.

Hei Xuan heard this and showed an irrefutable smile:

"That's it."

"Tell me, what's the purpose of looking for me?"

"I hope you will be loyal to my psionic family."

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Hearing these words, the Lord of the Mist suddenly widened his eyes.

Feng Qi on the side was also ashamed.

He had expected the reaction of the Lord of Mist now.

This is undoubtedly an insult to him, and the psionic race was once a force enslaved by the mist race, which is simply a shame within a shame.

Hei Xuan was not surprised by the reaction of the Mist Lord, but said indifferently:

"Don't be angry, I still remember when I was young, my parents used you to intimidate me, who was disobedient. In my impression, you are a smart person. You should know that this time is different from the past. The Misty Clan has also lost its former glory."

What Hei Xuan said lightly, obviously hurt the Lord of Mist.

But the expression of the Lord of the Mist eased, and he said coldly:

"What if I refuse?"

"Why refuse? For dignity? This thing seems meaningless to me, even if it is really important to you, but only a living life is eligible for dignity, isn't it?"

Before waiting for the Lord of Mist to reply, Hei Xuan continued:

"Perhaps before you refuse, you can first understand the benefits that our clan can give you."

"Tell me."

At this time, the Lord of the Mist seemed unusually calm.

"According to the information in my hand, you encountered a blocker when you crossed the world passage. You are the only one left in your Misty Clan. We can promise to help you rebuild the Misty Clan, and even in the future... resurrect your clan."

This sentence has a huge lethality to the Lord of the Mist.

But the Lord of the Mist remained calm and said indifferently:

"I will also make a blank check. As long as you psionic people are loyal to me, I guarantee that you will be able to survive the coming of the general trend in the future. How about this deal?"

"How about you resurrect my clan first, and then talk about allegiance?"

Hei Xuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"We can't revive your clan for the time being, but we already have a clear direction. This is a project we are working on, but I promise that it will be realized sooner or later... In addition to resurrecting your clan, our psionic family can also give You use a lot of resources to improve your strength."

"I seem to hear from your words, your psionic family is very strong now?"

"Perhaps not weaker than the Misty Clan at their peak!" Hei Xuan, who said these words, had a flat tone, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Hearing these words, the Lord of Mist couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

The Misty Clan has a long history of existence, and the peak period was when the ancestor who founded the Mist Clan was still there.

At that time, the misty ancestors mastered part of the power of the pillar gods, and the forces established swept across multiple layers of the world, sitting on a huge territory and territory. That was the most glorious moment of the misty tribe.

But after the ancestor was injured in a fight with a mysterious powerhouse, the Misty Clan entered a period of decline.

From the great forces that controlled several realm-level worlds, they retreated step by step to the second-level world of the spiritual realm. The descendants of the Misty Clan who lost their ancestors could not stick to the country laid by their ancestors.

Hearing Heixuan say that the current psionic clan might be comparable to the original peak mist clan, the first thought in the mind of the mist lord was to laugh, but by observing the change in Hei Xuan's expression, he gradually realized that Hei Xuan might Not kidding.

"Do you know the strength of my Misty Race at its peak?" The Misty Lord asked tentatively.

"I have a general understanding from the historical records. At that time, my psionic family was a subordinate slave of your Mist Clan, and I witnessed the peak of your Mist Clan."

These words made the Lord of Mist realize that the psionic race that came to the human world ahead of time may have really grown to a situation that he could not imagine.

But at the same time, many doubts appeared in his heart, so he looked at Heixuan and asked:

"Since the psionic family has developed to such a situation, why do you need my allegiance, it doesn't matter if you have one more me or one less of me, right?"

"It's different, your potential is limitless."

"Potential?" The Lord of the Mist looked puzzled.

"You have the bloodline of the ancestors who once obtained the power of the pillar gods flowing in your body. This part of the bloodline may still be in a latent state. My family can find a way to activate it and bring you unlimited growth potential!"

"What good will this do for you?"

"The current situation of our clan is quite special. We need a group of potential races to perform some tasks for us that we can't personally try, and these tasks cannot reveal our clan's identity. Now it is our only way to cultivate strong people."

"Tell me in detail?"

"You will know, on the premise that you agree to my request. Loyalty to our clan is undoubtedly a shortcut to growth for you who are in a down state. As long as you agree, our clan can immediately start supporting you."

"Don't say it so nicely, you must find a way to limit me from betrayal. This method will most likely imprison me forever. No matter how strong I become, it is impossible to break free from your control." The Lord of the Mist said coldly. road.

Hearing these words, Hei Xuan was silent for a few seconds and then said:

"Shortcuts always have a price, and we don't want to be betrayed by the strong people we cultivated... But for you, there may be some exceptions, we appreciate you very much, as long as you can achieve the ultimate goal we need, we can give you freedom you want."

"Another empty check?"

"Don't worry, the way we control you is a miracle. It will take effect from the moment we sign it. Neither you nor I can betray the content of the contract, otherwise we will definitely be killed by the rules."

"Miracle?"

Hei Xuan nodded at this moment, and when he waved his hands, almost transparent barriers were formed around him out of thin air, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the image screen appeared in front of him.

I saw a quaint scroll appearing on the image.

It is full of distorted blood-colored text, revealing the vicissitudes of life.

"This contract scroll allows the signer of the contract to be supervised by the rules, and if the contract is violated, he will be killed by the rules."

Looking at the quaint scroll in the video screen, the Lord of the Mist was slightly speechless:

"You wouldn't want me to believe it with just a video recording, would you?"

Hei Xuan frowned at this moment, and then his brows were Shuxiang Wang and said to the Lord of the Mist:

"In that case, come with me... Do you want to bring him?" Hei Xuan turned to look at Feng Qi who was standing beside him.

"Of course!" The Mist Lord nodded affirmatively.

Hei Xuan heard this, turned his head to look at Feng Qi, and said a little curiously:

"I checked your information, your name is Feng Qi, you are from Xingcheng, the information about you in the database is very clean, I once suspected that you are human, until I saw a piece of video data sent by Xingcheng, I realized that you are also from ours. The world... It seems that your clansmen have planned for a long time in order to infiltrate human society."

"What information?" Feng Qi, who was enlightened in his heart, asked deliberately.

"The Domain Alliance of Star City has investigated your information, and they sent some information about you, which is actually what you looked like when you exposed your body."

"So it turns out, it seems that I'm not hiding deep enough." Feng Qi said in a flat tone.

"Which world are you from?"

"Don't ask me, I've lost my memory and forgot a lot of things." Feng Qi shook his head decisively.

Hei Xuan, who heard these words, did not ask any further questions, and turned his eyes to the Lord of the Mist again:

"I'm not interested in him, but I'm curious what is your relationship with him? Why are you with him?"

"Don't worry about it, where are you going next? Do you need to ask for leave?" The Lord of Mist couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"No need, just wait a moment."

As he said that, a golden leaf mark appeared on Hei Xuan's forehead, his long golden hair danced without wind, and then a translucent tentacle formed by the convergence of golden energy stretched out from his forehead.

The tentacles extended in the air, and suddenly the tips pierced into the air and disappeared.

"Pick me back." Hei Xuan suddenly looked at the air and said.

"Elder Xuan, wait a moment."

A voice appeared out of thin air, and then the space around them began to fluctuate and distort.

More than ten minutes later, a black spot suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qi's eyes.

The black spot quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and completely drowned his vision. A strong sense of weightlessness struck him, making him unable to restrain his body.

He could clearly feel a strong sense of oppression coming from all directions.

But this feeling disappeared after only a few seconds, only to see translucent bubbles emerging from nowhere to wrap him, resisting the external pressure for him.

Immediately afterwards, the blackness in front of him quickly faded away, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Feng Qi found that they were no longer in the school playground, but were teleported to an unfamiliar place.

In front of you is a square.

About the size of several football fields, there are various buildings with strange shapes. In the center of the square, there is a golden tree more than ten meters high, which is completely formed by the convergence of golden energy. A peristaltic energy transport device is attached.

The floor of the square is covered with crystal-clear tiles, and when you look down, you can clearly see that there is liquid aura flowing inside.

This place is like a spiritual energy processing factory, you can feel the rich spiritual energy pouring into the body in the breath.

"Space teleportation?" The Mist Lord said solemnly at this moment.

"Accurately speaking, it is a fixed-point transmission in space. Only one space coordinate is needed for our clan to bring the clan back to each area. This is one of them."

"I kind of believe what you said before."

Hei Xuan heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and then walked to the platform not far away:

"Come with me."

When Feng Qi and the Lord of Mist saw this, they immediately followed behind.

Before arriving at the platform, Hei Xuan stretched out his hand and brushed across the platform, and the golden platform sank immediately, and then a platform completely constructed of energy was raised, and a simple contract scroll was placed in the center of the platform.

"You must also know something about miracle items, you can check them at will." Hei Xuan turned to his side.

The Mist Lord did not hesitate, came to stand in front of the scroll, and began to look carefully.

Feng Qi also stepped forward and looked at the ancient scroll.

There is no difference between the scroll and what is seen in the video screen, but the sense of vicissitudes that has been baptized by years is stronger.

The Lord of Mist stretched out his hand and stroked the quaint scroll, and his arms gradually misted over the quaint scroll.

"Since it's a miracle, don't you mind if I try to damage it?"

"Of course." Hei Xuan seemed very patient with the Lord of the Mist, and immediately smiled and nodded.

Hearing Hei Xuan's assurance, the mist lord no longer hesitated, and controlled the gray mist to cover the quaint scroll, trying to swallow and decompose the scroll.

But soon the fog master gave up and took back the gray fog.

Looking at the miracle scroll covered in blood, the Lord of Mist turned to look at Heixuan, and couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Where did you get this miraculous artifact?"

Facing the question from the Lord of the Mist, Hei Xuan did not hide it, and said frankly:

"A guy named Mo, its origin is mysterious, and we haven't been able to find out any details so far."

"ink?"

"Yes, he is very mysterious, and it is also one of the key factors in the rise of my psionic family."

"To elaborate, I am very interested in the rapid rise of your psionic race."

"If you are willing to cooperate with us, I can open up part of the authority of the Holy Spirit's consciousness library to you, so that you can understand the process of the rise of our family, but now is not the time."

With that said, Hei Xuan stepped forward and came to the Lord of the Mist. At this moment, the flesh and blood on his body began to fade, gradually turning into a complete pitch black, with only a golden leaf mark on his forehead.

I saw Hei Xuan stretched out his hand and stroked the ancient scroll, and said with emotion:

"Although the function of this scroll is strong, it is of little significance to our clan. It is more like a forced transaction... But for our clan, there is absolutely no need to use contracts to trade things that can be obtained with strength. This scroll also left me briefly confused, wondering if the world we exist in is real."

"What's the meaning?"

"Remember what I said about Mo before? He called this contract scroll the mission system."

"I didn't understand." The Lord of Mist frowned slightly.

"You came to human society late, and you haven't touched many things. For example, there are many virtual games in human society, and there will be NPCs in these games. They are responsible for issuing tasks, and then players receive tasks. , which forms a mandatory contract, and the NPC must give the player due rewards after the player completes the task."

"Mo's name for this miracle item, and the appearance of a certain mysterious group, make me doubt the authenticity of this world, but it is only doubt, I am more inclined that this world is real, and this scroll is only a certain A special divine object formed by the evolution of the power of the ancient pillar gods."

At this time, Feng Qi, who was standing by the side, caused an uproar in his heart.

He also had a similar guess to Hei Xuan.

When he was on the war line, he had heard Sombra say that the psionic people called the blueskins as beta creatures, and he had realized that the psionics seemed to have obtained some secrets from the blueskins.

Now what Hei Xuan said seemed to confirm this speculation again.

Looking at the Lord of the Mist who was still hesitating, UU reading www.uukanshu.com he was extremely anxious that the Lord of the Mist could agree to Hexuan and join the psionic family.

Only by joining the psionic family can he obtain a lot of information from the inside.

Hei Xuan said that allegiance to the Psionics would be a shortcut to the growth of the Mist Lord.

Feng Qi did not comment on this.

But he knew that allegiance to the Mist Lord would be a shortcut to his growth.

Perhaps the questions that have troubled him for a long time can be answered in the psionic family.

Looking at the Lord of the Mist again, Feng Qi couldn't help shouting in his heart:

"Brother, sell yourself, don't be ashamed!"

(One-shot: Stay up all night to sort out the plot again. The update is slow. I hope everyone understands. The main reason is to ensure that there will be no problems with the plot logic. First, I will provide a 6400-word update.)

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