Vol 12 Chapter 8: Purple god

Yuno replied lowly: "Well, good...I will."

Xie Chen went back to the bedroom and changed clothes and put on plain black-rimmed glasses. The temperament of the whole person changed accordingly. A strange light flashed in Yuno's eyes: "So you are really teacher Xie Chen. what."

Xie Chen smiled and said, "Is it possible to pretend to be? Remember to stay here and not go out, you know?"

Yuno lowered his head: "Well, I will stay here obediently."

Xie Chen glanced at her, sighed, raised his hand and patted her head: "Don't think too much, wait for me to come back to discuss."

"Okay." Yuno Qian Qian smiled and said.

Yuno stood at the door and watched Xie Chen leave, and then closed the door gently when no one could be seen. She walked on the floor barefoot, sitting in front of the sofa hugging her knees, looking inexplicably, looking at a bag she put aside, which contained a set of clothes and shoes that Xie Chen brought back this morning.

"In the end, why?" After a long time, there was a low mutter in the quiet room.

Xie Chen arrived at school on time, and the first class this morning happened to be his class. Standing on the podium, he pushed his glasses and scanned the people in the class. Sure enough, someone was already sitting there in that familiar position.

His gaze just swept away, and did not attract her attention. Only Xie Chen keenly discovered that the mark on the map had turned into a deep purple.

Purple god? The corners of Xie Chen's mouth curled slightly. It's just that he is lowering his head now, and his expression flashes past, otherwise people will know that this gentle and temperamental teacher is not what they think.

After the usual class, Xie Chen packed up and left. After returning to the office, I saw Volcano Goff who taught a class with him. With his long ponytail, he looked like an ordinary teacher. However, from his accidental eyes, he can still find that his heart is not so simple.

Saying hello to him, Xie Chen sat in his seat, turned on the computer, and seemed to be looking for some information, but in fact his mind was completely out of this, but from his performance, he didn’t see anything. No clue.

In addition to the affairs of Yuno at home, what Xie Chen cares more about is the future diary that he is famous and never meet. How does this diary that can be in the future affect him? Will his affairs be reflected on it truthfully? If so, is there any way to block it?

Xie Chen touched his chin, a light flashed in his eyes. It is said that my wife Yuno, the **** of the week, cannot use divine power in this world, which means that special powers are forbidden here? During this time, he also faintly felt a feeling of being suppressed.

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But his real world was successfully used, although only part of his power was used. It should be a chance to try it out. He even ignored this question before. Whether the ability is suppressed, and how much is suppressed, this is still very important.

There is one last point. He should also test whether he can shield his predictions from the future diary. If possible, it would be much more convenient. The question now is, how can we qualify for this survival game? Now, Yuuki Amano alone hasn't got the diary yet, right?

No, there should be another person. Xie Chen's eyes narrowed. That person is Yuno who is in the world of the second week. Presumably she has not officially accepted the future diary. If so, she should be able to predict her own death, but the original Inside she was easily killed, obviously not qualified yet.

In other words, for the second week, “Xuehui’s diary will still fall into the hands of my wife Yuno. But Xie Chen didn’t have the intention of bringing this phone back. For Yuno who quit the survival game, it was useless.

So, the first question he has to consider now is how to contact Deus, or else he will follow the male lead for a while? It would be best if it can be found. And the most important point, if you really see Deus, how can he convince him to let himself join the survival game, but there is no difference between twelve and thirteen.

Various thoughts drifted through Xie Chen's mind one after another, and it was he who started to be in a daze in the eyes of others.

Suddenly someone slapped the shoulder, Xie Chen seemed to be taken aback and turned back quickly, only when he saw the senior in the office smiled and said, "Senior, what's the matter?"

The senior who was in his 50s and whose hairline had moved to the top of his head patted Xie Chen on the shoulder and said, "What are you in a daze? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Xie Chen smiled embarrassedly and said, "No, I'm just thinking about something."

The predecessor really didn't care much about this, but came up with the purpose of coming to him: "There is a party tonight, you come too."

"Party?" Xie Chen looked at him in surprise, "Tonight?"

The senior said with a smile: "Yes, tonight. It just happens that tomorrow is the weekend, and we haven't had a meal together for a long time. This time it just happened that you haven't been here for long, so it's your welcome party. How about it? Do not come?"

Xie Chen quickly stood up, then thought about it, then scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Well, I have something tonight, so I might betray everyone's kindness. Otherwise, tomorrow is fine, I will invite everyone to dinner."

The seniors in this middle school were a little bad when they heard Xie Chen's refusal. Later, they replied to the original expression after hearing him explain to him. In fact, they are still relatively curious about Xie Chen. They are not old and have high education. Looking at his usual food and clothing, it can be seen that he is at least a small asset. Another reason is his appearance and height, let alone his height. Among all the male teachers in the school, except for some physical education teachers, he is almost out of the ordinary. ..

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