Chapter 72 Shura Field? Shura Field

Zhong Yuan's consciousness was dominated by great terror.

All evidence showed that the ability he gained by absorbing Ruin Crystals to upgrade was not unique.

Aliens should also be able to evolve the same ability through continuous growth.

Only humans can obtain the power of aliens by absorbing Ruin Crystals. They cannot upgrade and evolve.

As more and more powerful aliens appear, the power obtained becomes smaller and smaller, and the battle will evolve into a one-sided massacre.

For example, the tragedy that happened to Zhong Lan four years later.

After obtaining the hidden ability of the King Badger that was unknown to outsiders, Zhong Yuan's excitement at the beginning turned into deep fear.

For a while, he was extremely pessimistic. He wanted to take his sister away from this world immediately, but found that he could not go anywhere.

The door of the warehouse was knocked.

"Yuanyuan, are you there? Open the door!"

The knock on the door was like a life-saving straw, and Zhong Yuan's thoughts were slightly pulled back to reality.

He opened the locked door absent-mindedly.

Feng Qing stood outside the door and said unhappily, "What are you doing in there? You locked the door."

This guy has sharp eyes and immediately saw the big safe, then showed an expression of "I know, I understand everything".

The safe must contain collections that are not allowed to be seen in public, the kind that adolescent boys are interested in!

Feng Qing said earnestly, "Yuanyuan, I'm not saying anything bad about you. It's better to be restrained in broad daylight. Look at you, your face is uglier than a dead person..."

Zhong Yuan was extremely frustrated and said, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Qing's eyelids jumped and he realized that something was wrong with him.

What's going on?

I made a dirty joke, but there was no reaction at all?

It would be better to hit me in anger than this reaction now!

Feng Qing said calmly, "I knew you forgot. The student union will hold a regular meeting this afternoon. You are the discipline committee member and must attend."

Zhong Yuan said, "No."

Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, "You have to go even if you don't want to! You didn't come last week, and your allowance has been divided up by others. You must attend today. There are important things waiting for you to deal with!"

Zhong Yuan turned a deaf ear and repeated mechanically, "No."

Suddenly entered zombie mode, right?

Do you still want to get better?

Feng Qing's forehead veins bulged, and he used his trump card, "If you do this again, I will tell your sister that you secretly read bad books in the dormitory and refused to perform the duties of a student union cadre!"

"Dare to talk nonsense in front of my sister, I will kill you."

"Are you going or not?"

"I............"

"Go."

Hehe, the trump card is really awesome.

Feng Qing was in a good mood and ignored the death threat. At three o'clock, he took Zhong Yuan to the student union's special classroom on time.

On Friday, the student union held a regular meeting.

No matter whether they were cadres or staff members, they were all present; no one wanted to miss the opportunity to share the benefits of the Student Union.

As soon as Feng Qing appeared at the gate, dozens of people focused their attention on him.

Secretary Jian Rou looked at the time, and it was exactly right. She came on time, impeccable.

Then, everyone saw that there was a stranger following Feng Qing.

He was pale, with long black hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and wearing a black Student Union uniform.

He was lifeless and silent, just like attending a funeral. Apart from being handsome, he had no other likable characteristics.

So, is this a ghost, or a mourning god?

Feng Qing walked into the classroom and saw that everyone was present. He smiled and said, "Today, while everyone is here, I will introduce the new members of the Student Union."

He pointed to someone and said, "Zhong Yuan, a first-year student in the special class. Starting this semester, he will serve as the discipline committee member of the Student Union."

Everyone whispered.

Although they had heard about it a long time ago, and many people saw Zhong Yuan patrolling the school, they had not announced it publicly.

Now that Feng Qing has finally made the official announcement, it means that Zhong Yuan’s appointment as the Discipline Committee member is a fact that cannot be changed.

Oh, Shangguan Yi’s face was swollen!

Xie Yihan was sitting in the back row and was secretly surprised.

On the day of enrollment, he was the one who received Zhong Yuan.

Unexpectedly, he got ahead so quickly!

It’s really amazing. I remember that he was just an auditor at the beginning.

Maybe it’s not too late to rush up and hug his thigh now?

Boss, do you still remember the little transparent who received you at the school gate that year?

Xie Yihan shouted in his heart.

However, Shangguan Yi has been the Discipline Committee member for a long time. Before he stepped down, Feng Qing pushed Zhong Yuan up. There will definitely be a conflict between the two!

Today’s regular meeting may turn into a Shura scene!

Xie Yihan was a little excited when he thought about it.

There are many people who think the same way.

The whole audience was silent, waiting for Zhong Yuan to say a few words.

Unexpectedly, he didn't react at all.

Feng Qing was very upset and said in a low voice, "Say hello."

Zhong Yuan was really in a bad mood and said expressionlessly, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Yuan."

That's it?

I already know your name, why don't you say something else, such as whether you have a girlfriend or not!

Both boys and girls were dissatisfied with Zhong Yuan's perfunctory speech.

In Feng Qing's opinion, this performance was already very respectful.

I don't know what happened, Zhong Yuan's mood was particularly wrong today.

He sighed and wanted to sit down, but found that there was one chair missing.

Good guy, this group of people did it on purpose.

Feng Qing's eyelids twitched, pointed to his seat, and said, "There is an empty seat there, you sit first."

Everyone looked at each other, trying to stop him, but no one dared to step forward.

What a joke, that position is the chairman's seat for the student union president. How can he sit there?

Zhong Yuan didn't care about that, walked forward and sat down unceremoniously.

It was embarrassing, Feng Qing had no seat.

Secretary Jian Rou sighed softly, stood up and said, "I'll move a chair from the next classroom."

She was about to leave, but was stopped by Shangguan Yi.

"I'll go."

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise.

Shangguan Yi gave in?

After all, Feng Qing's hint was obvious, and he even gave up the seat of the student union president.

And Shangguan Yi and Feng Qing were about to graduate, so there was nothing to fight for.

The Shura Field seemed hopeless, but those who knew Shangguan Yi knew that this wave was definitely going to cause trouble.

Jian Rou looked at his leaving figure worriedly, and then looked at Zhong Yuan who was sitting firmly in the position of the president. She hesitated for a moment and whispered softly, "Student Zhong Yuan, this position is for the president..."

Zhong Yuan didn't give her a good look at all, and said coldly, "I sit here, can't I?"

Jian Rou was speechless because of his retort.

She has always had a good reputation in school, and she is also the secretary of the Student Union. Who wouldn't give her some face?

Who knew that she would be rejected by Zhong Yuan.

Feng Qing blinked his eyes.

Jian Rou, a gentle and beautiful girl, was not Yuan Yuan's type!

What type of girl does he like?

Don't be that plague god!

The atmosphere was solemn, and there was no relaxed and happy scene at ordinary meetings.

Jian Rou didn't say much, and simply stood up and gave her seat to Feng Qing.

At this time, Shangguan Yi came back.

Instead of a folding chair, he held a few thin A4 papers.

Seeing Zhong Yuan sitting in the president's seat, Jian Rou was about to give up her seat to Feng Qing, and the anger that had been accumulated for several days finally broke out.

Shangguan Yi took a big step to Zhong Yuan.

Bang!

He clapped his hands and slammed the previously written self-criticism on the table.

Everyone was terrified, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Zhong Yuan stared at the self-criticism expressionlessly.

The content between the lines was so familiar, wasn't it the one he wrote to the instructor?

However, the handwriting in front of him was crooked, and it was obvious that the poor student had plagiarized it.

Shangguan Yi's face was livid, and he said coldly, "You succeeded, are you satisfied?"

"Fuck your self-criticism!!!"

He suddenly grabbed the A4 paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at Zhong Yuan.