The next day, the morning light was dim.

Wang Yan stood by the window of Noban's classroom, looking at the dark forest in the distance.

His sight, through the void, fell on the great world of Faerun.

As the main **** space channel anchored at the same time as the [Super Seminary Plane], the great world of Faerun is also the object of his focus.

Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade, Gaara, Tenten, Rock Lee, Mikasa, Captain Levi, Ellen...

These reincarnators were all thrown into the great world of Faerun.

In that chaotic plane, there are countless opportunities.

They may bring destruction, sending the reincarnators back to their pre-liberation overnight, with all reward points and destiny gems vanished.

They may also bring great encounters, allowing a lucky crane tail to obtain divine status and clergy, and instantly become the middle level of the reincarnation army.

Wang Yan saw the love and hatred and various opportunities of the reincarnators.

Layout, planning, careful planning, pulling up the big net...

Or simply choose arbitrarily, randomly looking for forces to join, scrambling indiscriminately, and rushing out of the sky...

The experiences and experiences of every reincarnator fell into Wang Yan's eyes and became his resources.

Wang Yan is like a super-dimensional observer and an endless dimensional information analyst, silently watching everything happen and drawing nutrients from it.

Orochimaru, who broke into the top of the red robe mage.

Uchiha Sasuke, who happens to be the chief advisor of Sin City by chance.

Loki who conquered the spirit of the forest with art.

In Wang Yan's vision, not all reincarnations have achieved success and joy.

He didn't intervene.

Success and failure are equally important.

now.

The wall clock in front of the classroom is ticking.

Before you know it, the time has come to seven forty-five.

At this point, the shy sun suddenly jumped up from the horizon, as if fully prepared.

The entire academy suddenly brightened by 2.75 degrees.

Today is the first freshman training of the Super Seminary, and we will also welcome a...

goddess.

It is difficult to make a position on the identity of the other party.

student?

teacher?

Not like.

At least from Wang Yan's point of view, the guy known as the Goddess of Dawn is a naive little girl with a lot of power.

The word "goddess" stimulated the freshmen of the super seminary.

All the male students wanted to see what the other party looked like and whether he was worthy of these two words.

Girls are less curious.

Whether they admit it or not, they all have some comparisons in their hearts.

"Master Xin, do you have any ideas? That's a goddess!"

"No, I'm still hurting... The women in this hellish place are all tigresses, so I can't afford to offend them."

"Hey, no ambition."

The three friends of Durban were whispering, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of the teaching building.

The light gradually dissipated, and a bathtub appeared in front of everyone.

The students of the Super Seminary were all stunned.

This is……

what?

A bathtub full of mosaics?

Xin Zhao squeezed Ge Xiaolun next to him: "I'm going! Isn't this a dream?"

Mosaic is something they are used to.

Whether it is an island country or a legal channel of CCAV, in order to protect the privacy of photogenic people, a thick or thin mosaic will be applied.

But in real life, they have never seen such a thing.

Through that ridiculously thick mosaic, everyone could vaguely guess that what was in the bathtub was a personal life form.

Other than that, it's hard to tell the difference between men and women.

"I'm going... Teacher Liu, didn't we say that it would take fifteen minutes to pass the message?"

The humanoid lifeform covered by a thick layer of mosaic made a crisp sound like an oriole.

Playful, spicy, cute and cute.

Just from the sound, everyone can give each other an overall evaluation.

The blue-skinned and bald-headed teacher Ryze walked over with embarrassment and explained, "My fault, my fault."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Wang Yan, a little fortunate and a little grateful.

Obviously, the mosaic on Leina, the goddess of dawn, was the work of Wang Yan.

If it wasn't for Wang Yan's shot, I'm afraid he and Leina would be ruined today.

Instructor Jagustin noticed the embarrassment of the goddess and Teacher Liu, and immediately showed his majesty: "What are you looking at! Leave me immediately! Assemble at the training ground!"

The boys in the Super Seminary booed for a while, but they honestly followed the lead eldest sister Rui Mengmeng and left.

Looking at everyone's appearance, Wang Yan chuckled lightly.

That's right.

This mosaic was indeed hit by him.

The benefits of beauty bathing?

Super Seminary, no benefits.

...

Jagustin is a competent instructor and an excellent soldier.

It has almost become his instinct to be kind and learn the advantages of others.

Wang Yan's suggestion, he just thought about it for a while, and chose to accept it.

100,000-meter long-distance running, push-ups, leapfrogs, pull-ups, crunches, and interactive courses of real fighting techniques that are counted in thousands...

During the day, it is a terrible training of physical fitness and fighting moves.

The night is a spiritual baptism.

Of course, this is just what Wang Yan said.

To the super seminary warriors who had been tortured all day, it was mental torture.

"Our mission is to cultivate you into outstanding talents with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical beauty and labor."

Wang Yan stood on the podium and said some scenes.

Today, in addition to the resident physician, he also serves as the instructor of the Thinking Course.

Looking at the students who were lying on their desks, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Now, three full days of intense and orderly study and training have passed."

"Seeing that everyone is so energetic, I'm relieved."

"Is there anyone who can talk about their own learning experience?"

The three friends from Durban, who used to be the most lively and noisy, are now lying on the table with bruised noses and bruised faces.

They held their eyelids with matchsticks, for fear that they would pass out on the spot.

In the ideological and moral course, it is not allowed to talk to each other at will, and not to sleep.

This is a lesson learned by the Warwick and Singed students of Norban at a painful price.

No one knew what Wang Yan did to the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, Warwick changed from a burly man to a werewolf with a terrifying face.

And Singed's long flowing hair disappeared instantly.

After that, his whole person became rambunctious.

Singed always held a tube of reagents and said "shake, shake, shake, shake."

His forehead was shiny and shiny, and he didn't need to wear a cassock to pretend to be a monk.

Wang Yan's question silenced everyone present.

They learned the shit!

Every day, I'm exhausted to death, and I have to learn this **** ideological and moral course at night. Who doesn't have a left ear and a right ear?

Ge Xiaolun stared at the blackboard, and glanced at Wang Yan from the corner of his eyes.

He dared to swear to God that if someone in this class had listened carefully to each other's class, he would eat three tons of flying immediately!

"I!"

Rui Mengmeng raised her hand with a look of great interest. It seemed that some learning experiences and experiences had been brewing for a long time, and she was not unhappy.

Her voice made Ge Xiaolun's face turn black instantly.

How could he forget this cheater who locks the stamina gauge?

Rui Mengmeng must have recharged before being reborn!

This guy is definitely a VIP player of "Earth Online", right?

Wang Yan nodded slightly: "Okay, you talk."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ge Xiaolun with a half-smiling smile: "Also, please don't cheat on some students."