119. Trainee Dormitory

I'm afraid that No.1 didn't expect that he had just said "You want me to control these ants?" in No.1 Middle School not long ago, but in order to get more information about his enemy and monitor his movements, he turned around and installed a puppet string on the head of the British shorthair blue and white cat.

The key is that he installed it, but he didn't expect to be caught on the spot.

The most important thing is that the magician didn't touch his puppet string or do divination in the middle of the process. The problem turned out to be his most proud acting skills.

It must be said that for the devil who is keen on acting and stirring up trouble, this is simply a shame among shames.

But of course, Zong Jiu didn't care at all.

Originally, Zong Jiu just had some doubts about the abnormality of the cat today, so he stood at the door of the bathroom and waited for it. Sure enough, things were just as he thought.

Haha, Zong Jiu will never make the mistake of No.8 Black Wizard in the No.1 Middle School copy again!

The white-haired young man was only wearing a pair of shorts. He held the cat in one hand and cut the puppet string with the other hand without hesitation. After confirming that everything was correct, he put the cat down from mid-air and hooked its neck with his fingertips to comfort it.

The blue-white pupils returned to their normal ice blue color. They looked at him with a noble and cold look, as if saying, "You, a human, dare to lift the master into the air. How dare you!"

Zong Jiu: "..."

Although I miss the clingy cat just now, this is indeed the normal temperament that a real cat should have.

The young man rubbed the blue-white round head and fell into deep thought, "Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't given you a name yet."

Zong Jiu was born with a great liking for cats.

When he was a child in an orphanage, the old nun also raised a ginger cat.

Unfortunately, the nun was old, and the ginger cat was also old. Later, the old nun passed away, and the ginger cat was entrusted to Zong Jiu.

When attending the funeral, Zong Jiu watched the coffin being buried deep underground, with the black iron cross on top shining on the tombstone. The pastor was reciting in a monotonous voice in the distance, chanting loudly: "She has calmed all her labors, and her soul has returned to the arms of the Lord, Amen!"

Later, the orange cat died, and Zong Jiu found an iron box, took the cat to the cemetery at midnight, dug the soil with a shovel and buried it.

At that time, he was still young and just thought that he could go to heaven if he was buried here, so he hoped that the orange cat could be taken away by the Lord and rest in the Lord's arms as the pastor said.

Later, he was taken in as an apprentice by a magician and showed amazing magic talent. When he was touring around the world, it was difficult to settle down in any country or city because he rushed to tour around the world every day, so the matter of raising a cat was put on hold and finally nothing happened.

Later, his hand was injured, and he was even less in the mood to raise a cat. Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, he actually achieved his long-cherished wish after traveling through the book.

"Got it."

Looking at Lan Bai's ice-blue eyes, Zong Jiu curled his lips, "I'll call you the Great Demon King."

The Great Demon King was obviously not satisfied with his new name. After glancing at him, he walked away with an elegant cat step and went to sleep. The magician was left alone, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to go back to his bathing business.

Taking a hot bath seemed to wash away all the fatigue.

From the No. 1 Middle School copy to the trainee dormitory, it is inappropriate to say that it is like traveling from the 20th century to the modern civilized society.

Zong Jiu tied his bathrobe, walked to the dryer to dry his hair, returned to the bed, and turned off the bedside light.

"Ding." The whole suite went dark. Only the flames in the fireplace were still jumping, emitting flickering light.

It was quiet for a while, and suddenly, there seemed to be a sticky shadow cruising in the darkness, and the ominous shadows gathered and expanded, but at a certain moment, they suddenly turned into a tide and dissipated.

On the soft big bed, the young man's long silver eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his eyes vigilantly.

However, after he opened his eyes for more than ten minutes, there was no other unusual movement in the suite.

To no avail, Zong Jiu slowly closed his eyes again.

Outside the window, the heavy snow was flying like fluttering cotton wool, wrapping the tall treetops with a layer of silver.

The big devil was nestled by the fireplace, his tail rising and falling from time to time.

Everything returned to silence.

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When Zong Jiu woke up, it was already the next day.

This sleep made him feel refreshed and full of energy.

He lay in bed and ordered breakfast on the light screen. After getting up and brushing his teeth, the butler in a tuxedo also knocked on his door with a silver dining cart.

The A-level exclusive butler poured him a cup of hot soy milk, poured the hollandaise sauce on the Benedict eggs wrapped in runny white bread, opened the steaming baskets of Cantonese breakfast snacks, and finally spread the freshly baked dough sticks on the frosting paper, laid out the napkin and laid out the knife and fork for him. Before leaving, he still had a professional smile on his face, bent down and put a bowl of boiled chicken at just the right temperature for the big devil, and then respectfully withdrew.

Before enjoying this sumptuous breakfast, Zong Jiu used tarot cards to divine, and after confirming that the extremely considerate butler just now was not manipulated by the increasingly bored No.1, he started to eat.

Unexpectedly, just when Zong Jiu was eating breakfast, an uninvited guest suddenly came to the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

When the knock on the door sounded, the magician was cutting bacon while thinking about which part of the body to strengthen with the 8,000 survival points he got from the level up.

When he was at a disadvantage in the fight with the devil before, Zong Jiu had this idea.

When he improves his physical strength, he can still beat No.1 with one punch.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Zong Jiu lazily put down his knife and fork and clicked on the camera on the light screen.

After seeing clearly who was standing outside, the white-haired young man raised his eyebrows.

Oh, I didn't expect that he didn't come to the door, but this person came to the door by himself.

That's right, the person outside the door was none other than the dog-headed military strategist Zhuge An.

Zong Jiu pressed the door-opening button on the light screen, and the black wooden carved door quietly opened from both sides, revealing the dimly lit entrance.

The black-haired man, wearing a black Taoist robe with a fairy-like appearance, walked in with the wind, his eyes straight ahead, his face still as calm and indifferent as usual, without any ripples.

"What a rare guest."

The white-haired young man was still sitting on the bed, lazily propping up his head, raising the soy milk beside him and signaling from a distance, "Have you had breakfast? Do you want to come and have breakfast together?"

The housekeeper was so considerate that he directly set up a long table on the bed and placed breakfast on it.

It was absolutely amazing to get up early in the morning and eat breakfast in bed. At least before finishing this breakfast, Zong Jiu would never get out of bed.

It's a pity that Zhuge An looked like a person who didn't understand romance.

He stood at the junction of the entrance and the living room, his figure was as tall as a tall pine tree, his face was stern, and only a pair of black eyes stared at the magician who was cutting eggs on the bed without blinking.

He didn't speak, and Zong Jiu was happy not to speak, but chewed slowly, just to see who could hold his breath.

Seeing Zong Jiu like this, Zhuge An was not in a hurry.

He paced a few steps in the huge room, picked up a fabric sofa with pickyness, picked up the hem of his Taoist robe, and sat down calmly.

Zong Jiu immediately understood.

This old man Zhuge really deliberately let him enter the B-level collective copy. Although the C-level collective copy is indeed dangerous, it is still missing something compared to the B-level.

It is estimated that this is what Zhuge An wants him to understand.

However, no one likes to be calculated by others, even if it is out of good intentions, that won't work.

The shiny dinner knife in the white-haired young man's hand turned a circle between his fingers, drawing a bright silver light, and immediately scraped a sharp and piercing noise when it landed on the edge of the dinner plate.

"Just say what you want to say. This time I have nothing to ask of you, but you are the one who asks of me. It's pointless to be so secretive."

Hearing his impolite words, Zhuge An was not moved at all.

His meaningful eyes turned around Zongjiu again and again, and then he spoke slowly: "Very good, you should know my intention."

Zongjiu slapped the table knife on the table and snorted, "That really disappoints Mr. Zhuge. I have joined forces with the devil. People with different beliefs cannot work together. Please go back."

Zhuge An, however, seemed to have heard a funny joke, and laughed for the first time, "You can't."

"Then tell me, why can't I?"

Zongjiu also raised his eyebrows, "I believe you have already seen that we are essentially the same kind of people, otherwise why would you keep hiding and guarding against me?"

This is indeed true.

no.1 Zongjiu didn't believe a word of other nonsense, but he said that the two of them were the same kind of people, and there was nothing wrong with the words themselves. Even Zongjiu deeply agreed in his heart and had no place to refute.

He didn't think that this could be hidden from Zhuge An, because Zongjiu had never tried to hide his true nature in front of the other party. So after No. 1 Middle School figured out Zhuge An's intention, he knew in his heart that this conversation was inevitable, it was just a matter of who came to whom first.

Zhuge An looked at him from afar with deep eyes, "Demons are unrestrained beasts. Morality, laws, etiquette... you don't care about these, but you are different."

"You have a chain on you."

No.3 pointed out something, "What's more strange is... you know the existence of the chain, but you don't want to break free from it. Because you saw that after breaking free from it, you are not bound. Maybe you just don't want to become like that, that's all."

"So, I guess you put this chain on yourself voluntarily."

The smile on Zong Jiu's face slowly faded, and the hostile atmosphere he had before disappeared.

He didn't speak, but Zhuge An turned on his chatterbox attribute again, stood up from the sofa mountain, and slowly walked around the room.

"I know everything about the B-level trainees' group copy. It is exactly the same as what the Tai Chi Bagua Plate deduced. Since you have figured out my intention, I will not say much. However... there is one thing I don't understand, and I need you to help me solve it."

After saying this, Zong Jiu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I would like to hear more details."

Yes, he is similar to the devil, but not the same.

It can even be said that they are similar back to back, but they are heading in opposite directions.

When No.1 expressed his intention to cooperate with him, no matter whether the devil was thinking of getting Zong Jiu's consent to stab him again, Zong Jiu would never agree. This is his principle. Since Zhuge An saw through this, he was too lazy to hide it.

The black-haired man walked up to him, his eyes full of inquiry, "You can obviously ignore Class Nine and not avenge those two people, why do you do it?"

Yes, Zong Jiu really can ignore it.

He is not sad or happy for anyone else. Obviously, he can just take care of himself like in the first two copies, why bother to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Because I made a promise to Team Nine, I am not a person who goes back on his word. Since I said it, I will definitely do it."

After a long while, Zong Jiu spoke, "As for No. 99 and No. 15..."

At this moment, he finally said what he really thought.

One is wanton and plays with the world, the other is cold and indifferent, the shadows of the two people gradually overlap, but it's a pity that one floats in the light and the other sinks in the abyss.

Under the light, the face of the white-haired young man is cold and inhuman.

"——The reason why these people's suffering attracts me is that they are unnecessary."

"Since it is unnecessary, when I am in a good mood, I will help with a high-handed pity, which is the same as the devil who is in a good mood and stirs up trouble everywhere. What's the difference?"

The author has something to say: The reason why this person's suffering attracts me is that they are unnecessary. —— Bertolt Brecht

Jiujiu is not a good person in the traditional sense, but he will not do bad things, so the idea of ​​No. 1 is impossible to succeed from the beginning.

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