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"I am Turing Adolf. First of all, congratulations on coming here This is not so wonderful, and there are even some bad things."
Such information appeared in Zhao Guangli's mind instantly, as if it happened naturally. It had already existed in his long memory, but he suddenly thought of it at this moment.
"Boywhat happened?"
Su Lin noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Guangli and the people around him.
The expressionless Chen Zhi opened his eyes at this moment and observed the top of the sky with interest.
"The dean of Tianxuyuan Turing Adolf"
Zhao Guangli only said these few words, and Su Lin's expression changed drastically.
Fragments of information spread from the depths of Zhao Guangli's soul.
A strange force spreads infinitely.
"Turing Adolf."
"Turing Adolf."
"Turing Adolf."
Every cell in Zhao Guangli¡¯s body seemed to be calling this name.
¡°This place is terrible and depressingeverywhere stinks.¡±
¡°It¡¯s just like this world, but we still need to protect it, don¡¯t we?¡±
"I am Turing Adolf, the dean of the Tianxu Academy. You are welcome to join"
"Tianqiyuan."
Boom!
The energy that transcends everything explodes and is irresistible and irresistible!
Any energy contained in it is of no use at all.
Depression, fear, and helplessness are almost everyone¡¯s thoughts.
Zhao Guangli gasped and lowered his head slightly.
monster.
What a complete monster.
"Turing Adolf, one of the most terrifying old monsters in the Sky Drive Alliance, a super professional who stands at the top of mankind, [the ancestor of intelligence], [the information controller]"
Su Lin¡¯s words were filled with endless shock.
too strong.
It¡¯s really too strong.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Can the professional system really achieve this level of combat effectiveness?
This is basically a god.
On the high platform.
"It seems that the dean has taught them a good lesson."
A funny look appeared on the face of the middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and a monocle: "No matter how talented a person is, he will inevitably be shocked by the dean, are you right?"
One of the four professors at the front is the man called Ming Zhi.
"Sister Gu, are you still asleep?"
The man with the monocle turned to look at the woman holding a book in her hand.
The woman named Gu Chaoran did not move at all, as if she was intoxicated in her own world, which made Mingzhi a little boring.
"Andre, what do you think?"
The red-haired and blue-eyed man glanced at Ming Zhi, his face was cautious and serious: "The dean is someone that even we must look up to, and by taking such action, we overestimate the status of these new students."
Mingzhi smiled: "I don't know if the dean will like this answer."
The center of the sky.
Everyone was immersed in the horror just now.
How far can humans reach and how high can they climb?
Wen Yangxiu smiled: "Thank you, Dean Turing."
"Your will is our will."
"Your will is our will."
Everyone lowered their heads and muttered in a low voice.
??Whether it is a noble or a commoner, a student or a professor.
So powerful that it overwhelms everything else, nothing else matters.
"Then, comes the main process today."
¡°Tutor selection.¡±
Wen Yangxiu said with a smile: "Professors, associate professors, and researchers from our four major departments will select the freshmen they want in the battle of death in the sky."
¡°This is a very serious and serious choice, related to the path of the next two years.¡±
coming.
finally come.
Within a few days, all the students who were still present became excited, with expectations in their hearts.
Zhao Guangli already understood?This is probably similar to the basketball league draft in the previous life.
"Really been waiting."
"It finally started."
"Damn it, I was eliminated in the first round"
Wen Yang walked down the steps elegantly. Her clothes were exquisite and close-fitting, attracting many eyes.
¡°In this mentor selection session, the extraordinary item [Book of Meaning] will still be used.¡±
"When you write your name with special black ink, you have determined your goal and concluded a master-disciple contract."
¡°First of all, the chief professors from our four colleges select the students they want.¡±
The chief professors of the four colleges naturally refer to the four people at the front of the stage.
??Jorge, Mingzhu, Gu Chaoran, and Andre.
"Professor Jorge, please." The uniformed staff member bowed and handed an ink-colored book to a man with longing on his face.
This is a middle-aged man of about fifty years old with pigtails and a battle armor. He has a thick unibrow and is ruthless.
Professor Jorge didn't seem particularly happy to Zhao Guangli. Zhao Guangli didn't know whybut it didn't matter, it had nothing to do with him.
The middle-aged man took the black pen without any hesitation.
¡°Professor Jorge Andres chose classmate Song Tingyu.¡±
There is a slight hint of calm in the sky at this moment.
A lot of eyes were focused on Zhao Guangli.
Zhao Guangli looked calm.
Song Tingyu was seriously injured by Zhao Guangli and had already been sent to the hospital for treatment. Even this time, the mentor could not come.
¡°Boy, this guy named Jorge seems to have some hostility towards you.¡±
Su Lin whispered.
Zhao Guangli naturally wants it.
So it turns out that Professor Jorge had originally planned to accept Song Tingyu as a student, but
Zhao Guangli nodded silently. He was a little sleepy, but he did not fall asleep at the moment.
Because no one knows better than Zhao Guangli that his embarrassment today has probably not begun yet.
"Professor Mingzhi, please."
Chen Zhi raised his head slightly: "Nuo, that's Ming Zhi, Ming Val's current public spokesperson"
"If anyone can be your mentor, it should be him."
Zhao Guangli looked at the man with a monocle on the stage: "Why."
"Ming Zhi's reputation in the Emperor's Capital is very poor. Almost all of his students are members of Ming Clan's own family. People with foreign surnames who enter his system are almost treated like dogs, and it is impossible to get in touch with the core things. "
While Zhao Guangli was deep in thought, Ming Zhu on the high platform looked at the young people below the stage seriously. He smiled and behaved kindly: "Classmates, do any of you want to be my student?"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the whole sky.
"If you want it, just raise your hand."
Mingzhu said with a smile.
Boom!
At least dozens of people raised their hands.
This is Mingji!
Chief professor of the branch!
Those students who were ranked at the bottom of the Heavenly Death Battle and had no chance of being favored by the professor had their eyes shining brightly, and they raised their hands hard, for fear that they would be left behind.
Zhao Guangli shook his head slightly.
No nobles raised their hands, they were all civilians. This was the biggest problem.
"Well, there are so many. Let me take a look and pick a few that are pretty good."
Ming Zhi's friendly appearance makes all the freshmen have a favorable impression of him.
"This guy Mingzhi has started again."
In the distance, Beatote¡¯s face twitched.
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