Phuket Island.

A quiet bay in the Silent River.

An uninhabited boat docked quietly on the shore, swaying slightly with the undulations of the water, without the restraint of cables, but unexpectedly it was not washed away by the current.

Below the small boat, the bottom is tens of meters away from the water surface.

Inside a huge air bubble, several 'crows' sat cross-legged and looked up. The empty and quiet battlefield in the depths of the silent forest is reflected on the wall of the bubble film. In the center of the battlefield is a bare hill. At this moment, most of the soil layer outside the hill has been peeled off, revealing the exquisite pyramid-like structure inside.

The leading crow is speaking very slowly to remind his companions: "...this time the experiment is of a large scale, the professor ordered that the relevant data recording and collection must be accurate, so I hope that everyone here will not be distracted by some unexpected situations. mind and concentrate on their respective goals.”

"Don't save people?" Just as the other crow said these words, he received a sharp look from the head crow, and his tone suddenly weakened: "I mean..."

"Our task is to record the data!" The leading crow looked around and emphasized word by word: "Even if the sun falls, the earth splits open, and the world is destroyed, we only need to focus on our task. This is what a qualified researcher should have. emotions. We must remain calm and objective from the beginning to the end, so that we can capture the accurate numbers that flashed by during the experiment...do you all understand?"

"clear!"

All the crows lowered their heads in unison, looking at the note board in their arms.

…

…

It is dozens of miles away from the boat.

In the crown of a lush locust tree.

There are also a few wizards in black robes and crow masks hidden. They are like a few feathers, falling lightly among the very thin branches, looking at the direction of the illegal laboratory together.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the sparse leaves could not hide their striking figures, but the birds passing by the branches seemed to be unable to see them, flapping their wings and chirping beside the two figures.

One of the blue birds had a different cry because it spoke human language.

"...This mission is carried out jointly by First University and Trident Sword, the mission code is 'Break the Shell'. It consists of a special tactical unit of the teaching assistant team, a patrol team of the school work committee; two crisis support teams of the Trident Sword, And three ordinary hunting teams... Your mission goal is to prevent the 'special experiment' from falling into the hands of the school or the Trident Sword... For this reason, even if you expose your whereabouts, you will not hesitate!"

"Received!" The leading crow agreed in a low voice.

The cyan bird tilted its head, and its dark eyes revealed a touch of human emotion: "A little hesitant in your attitude? I heard a little hesitation in your voice."

The other crows tensed up at the same time. Although they didn't look back, they all pricked up their ears and cheered up.

The leading crow took a deep look at the blue bird and touched his shoulder.

"Death turns us into angels, and makes us grow wings from our crow-like shoulder blades." He whispered the words that every crow is familiar with, but his tone was very calm without a trace of fanaticism: "We To break through the shackles of the rules, become an angel, and pursue the eternal and noble truth..."

The cyan bird retracted its wings, its eyes softened again, and together with several other crows, it followed the head crow and softly recited the following words:

"...I would like to follow in the footsteps of the true knights who passed by. In the wilderness that sleeps—let the horse walk. My destiny will be closely connected with the moving legend, and follow my beliefs—will be the act of my life."

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…

From the canopy of the pagoda tree, we climbed upwards for tens of li again.

between the sun and the earth.

A huge gray-white crow spread its wings and landed steadily among a group of thick gray clouds. In its opened eyes, there is a reflection of the small hill that has been stripped of its shell and the silhouettes of every hunter near the hill.

Two wizards wearing crow masks, one behind the other, sat quietly on the back of the gray-white crow, with their eyes closed, like stone withers. The wizard sitting in the front is slightly thin, with a loose robe flapping around him, a few strands of gray hair fluttering randomly in the cold wind around the edge of the black mask; the wizard sitting behind him occasionally goes in and out of his sleeves A few blue birds, when the birds are rising and falling, the two dark golden numbers of 'Zero Three' can be vaguely seen on the edge of the mask leaking under the hood.

"This time the school has brought back the forgiveness hunting team." The eyeballs under the eyelids of crow No. 3 sitting in the back rolled slightly, as if he had noticed something, and muttered in a low voice.

As soon as the words came out, they were torn to pieces by the surrounding wind.

The crow sitting in front of him tilted his head slightly: "What?"

Crow No. 3 quietly opened his eyes, looked at the figure in front of him, hesitated again and again, and finally said in a low voice: "Professor, didn't you say that you want them to join the crow?"

"That's right."

"That…"

"After this mission is over."

The crow became quiet again, but the silence didn't last long. Crow No. 3 couldn't help it again, moved its **** forward, and asked after consideration: "But professor... I heard that something like Tianmen Zhang or The eldest son of a family like Zhong Shanjiang has some special 'safety measures' on him..."

"Just don't touch them."

"Huh?" Crow No. 3 obviously didn't follow the pace of the professor's conversation, and was taken aback for a moment.

"If you want to control a fire dragon, you don't need to control every piece of its scales." The professor still closed his eyes, and his voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of No. 3 crow: "We only need to control its inverse scales." ~lightnovelpub.net~ It will really tame... the same reason, to tame a hunting party, we only need to grab the inverse scale in the hunting party."

The No. 3 crow turned these words around in his head a few times, thinking about who would be the 'reverse scale' of the forgiveness hunting team.

"Do you know why I took you to fly so high?"

The professor's question made the No. 3 crow straighten up immediately, subconsciously sat up a little more straight, shook his head slightly, and then realized that the professor was facing away from him at the moment.

But the professor seemed to see his movements.

"On the one hand, it is naturally because of this 'golden cicada's shelling', the plan to make the crow disappear from public view again is drawn up and arranged by you, and you need to control the overall situation from a higher position; on the other hand, if this experiment is successful , I will try to complete the advanced ceremony of the great wizard before the start of next semester. During this period, I hope you can take on more responsibilities. Compared with Ruiwen and Hu Yin, you are more secure in handling things..."

"Is it too hasty?"

The No. 3 crow interrupted the professor very rarely, and his tone did not show the joy of taking over the 'crow', but with unconcealable anxiety and seriousness: "Our experiment has just entered the second phase, and more data are needed for comparison. ...you shouldn't risk your mind on such a thing!"

This time, the professor was silent for a long time.

"The school made me an offer I couldn't refuse."

He sighed softly, but his tone was very firm: "That proposal can allow us to go further on the path of exploring the truth... But that proposal, you need to become a great wizard to accept it... just like I told you before , everyone is following their own beliefs... you can take risks and sacrifices, and so can I."