Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Du Ruo and Lu Yuan could sense that Fang Zhixin trusted them very much and did not avoid them when using his abilities.

And it is enough to just know the effect of her ability. There is no need to delve into why it has such an effect. Everyone has their own secrets, right?

Du Ruo crossed his arms and said, "We are not researchers. Why are we so curious? We don't have enough research capabilities to complete the research."

Lu Yuan agreed very much, saying that he had not yet figured out his own talent.

After hearing the two people's answers, Fang Shaoli finally felt relieved: "I'm sorry, as a brother, I always think too much. I feel relieved to leave Zhixin to you."

"Okay, it's time for me to go too. You guys have a good rest. I've put the test content and rules on the table. You can take a look at them yourself. See you tomorrow night."

Fang Shaoli stood up, put the chair back where it was, and walked towards the door.

When he walked to the door, he said without looking back: "Oh, by the way, compared to Qi Rui, I would rather have you as my teammates. Come on."

After everyone left, Du Ruo and Lu Yuan took the assessment content and rules on the table and began to read.

After reading it, I have only one feeling, that Dongxia’s No. 1 university is determined to carry out trouble to the end.

Lu Yuan frowned: "The rules of the flag-grabbing battle are simple, but there are many things to pay attention to."

Du Ruo: "Well, information retrieval, teamwork, strength, luck. The simpler the rules, the harder the assessment."

"And the rules for publishing the dark history..." Du Ruo rubbed his head: "It doesn't seem like something the instructor came up with."

Lu Yuan continued, "It seems like something Fang Zhixin did."

The two sighed together. How could the always upright Fang family produce such a weirdo like Fang Zhixin?

"Don't think about it, go back to sleep. The only thing we can prepare is a good mental state."

As he spoke, Du Ruo broke Fang Zhixin's block, skillfully lifted up the sleeping person, and rushed to the dormitory.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. It's a good time to have a good sleep.

Dongxia No. 1 University also ushered in a chaotic day. In order to hide the real dark history, many people chose to create a dark history.

There were people swimming in the central lake, some wearing strange clothes, and some wearing cross-dressing clothes, just letting themselves go.

Wang Xueyang, who was passing by, scratched his head and said, "This is a school, right? Why is there so much chaos?"

Dean Deng Hua shook his head repeatedly: "These kids always have such unique ideas. How do you say that?"

"Now I remember, between going to school and making progress, I chose to hang myself."

Wang Xueyang: “…”

"Hey, Old Deng, you...you're surfing the Internet a little too fast."

Deng Hua laughed and said, "We have to keep up with the new era."

In the dormitory, Fang Zhixin finally woke up. After reading the assessment rules, she was upset: "Thank them for telling us in advance."

"But fortunately, the school still has a bottom line. At least they didn't let Teacher Jiang use his gift mantra directly."

It is a harmless black history and will not involve students' real privacy secrets. The school still respects students.

The next night, in front of Hill No. 1.

A group of people were ready to go, looking at the mountain top in the distance that could not be seen in the darkness, and they were also convinced.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've come across a school that's so good at playing. They can even do night climbing."

Du Ruo and Lu Yuan were silent. Fang Zhixin touched his face timidly and said in a low voice, "Well, don't be angry. I really didn't expect the chain bomb to be so powerful."

Hearing this, Du Ruo became furious. She stretched out her index finger and poked Fang Zhixin's shoulder, saying, "Poke me."

"How dare you say that? I told you to take it easy, put less pressure on others, and stay away."

Fang Zhixin was prompted to retreat again and again.

"What did you say? You know what you are doing, and your plan is to throw us dozens of meters away?"

Fang Zhixin couldn't stand it anymore and looked at Lu Yuan for help, "Boss, can you save me?"

Not only did Lu Yuan fail to save the situation, he also added fuel to the fire: "I was chased by demons for dozens of miles and almost missed the mission delivery time."

"Accident...it was an accident..." Facing the resentful looks of the two, Fang Zhixin was sweating profusely.

She just made some storage rings, and then put them in the storage rings like nesting dolls and threw them out.

As a result, that thing exploded in a chain reaction like a rocket, flew out, and hit things that shouldn't have been exploded, including a C-level high-level demon that was in the process of upgrading, and also exploded itself.

Then the three of them were chased for dozens of kilometers in disgrace.

My eyes turned white from running so much.

Du Ruo looked dead in the eyes: "To tell you the truth, Fang Zhixin, if you go a little crazier, I will have no choice but to collect your body."

"I'm even thinking about pre-ordering a tank."

Fang Zhixin quickly stopped him: "Not really, not really."

Lu Yuan at the side replied leisurely: "As for the can, I want a pure black one."

Fang Zhixin paused, Du Ruo's face turned black, and he shouted without caring about his image: "What the hell do you want!"

“Pfft…ha…hahahahahaha.”

Fang Zhixin couldn't hold back his laughter, and his laughter grew louder and louder until tears welled up in his eyes.

"I give in, Lu Yuan." She wiped her eyes and said, "Don't say such outrageous things so seriously."

"And Du Ruo, forget about Guan Er, it really shouldn't be that serious."

Du Ruo felt like she was about to be pissed off to death by these two people. One had a lively personality, and the other was always serious in strange ways. When the two of them fought, it was crazy and fierce.

Her image is completely gone.

Fang Zhixin touched Du Ruo's hair and asked, "Why do you always care so much about your image? Obviously, Du Ruo is happier when she yells at everyone."

Fang Zhixin caught sight of Fang Shaoli walking towards him from the corner of his eye, and waved his hand happily: "Here, here! Brother!"

Under the moonlight, Fang Shaoli and the other two saw Fang Zhixin waving his arms and walked over quickly.

"Are you finally awake? What did you do? Why are you so sleepy?" Fang Shaoli asked curiously.

"Hehe, keep it a secret." Fang Zhixin smiled and had no intention of explaining at all. The secret weapon cannot be revealed.

Instead, he asked, "Brother, the rules the instructor said are superficial. Do you know when the teacher will appear?"

Fang Shaoli raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Want to pry some information from me? Unfortunately, this is really the only rule this time."

Fang Zhixin nodded: "I understand, Battle Royale mode, then, will the Dean of Studies come?"

"will not."

Several people looked at Zhong An who had spoken. She explained, "It's not easy to control the situation outside the school. Besides, death is not a good thing if you experience it too much. That's why the dean won't come here and won't use his talent to fake his death."

Fang Zhixin nodded: "That means that this fight should end here, right?"

It seems that the large bombs being researched cannot be used, but the small ones can.