【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

After a simple record, Wei Shengling was sent back to school. Most of the dormitory building was empty tonight. These people either went home or were in the hospital.

The Joker's sudden attack was undoubtedly a huge shock to everyone. This notorious villain might be talking to you casually one second, and throw you into the sea the next.

No one can figure out his thoughts, and no one dares.

This time, when working with Batman and Robin to fight the Joker, Wei Shengling felt his own immaturity in some aspects.

Many of the poems she recited now were about adding buffs to herself or others, or about large-scale attacks in the New York War.

But it doesn't seem to have any precise single-target attacks, nor does it add debuffs to other people.

If you can buff yourself, why not try to debuff others?

The actual combat she had experienced before was mainly the Battle of New York, and the others were just minor fights, so she had never thought about this issue.

If you can attack on a large scale and take care of all the people with one wave, there is no need to attack them one by one.

Just like when she is playing games, she likes to control the group and deal group damage.

Wei Shengling acted quickly and took out his cell phone to find the software he used to recite poems.

Search by category... There is no sentimental category I'm looking for, or you can search by scenery, such as snow, autumn and winter, which are scenes that I like to use to express sadness, unfulfilled ambitions, etc.

"The general cannot control his horn bow, and the protector general's iron armor is too cold to wear."

Wei Shengling tried to add a negative status to herself. A chill surrounded her body. She raised her hand and found that her movements had slowed down a lot.

Air conditioning plus slow.

Can it be frozen directly?

"One side is black and the other side is purple. The Yellow River freezes and all the fish and dragons die."

She was not stupid enough to use this negative state on herself, but instead filled a bowl of water with a small fish swimming in it.

As this poem was recited, Wei Sheng Ling felt that the bowl in his hand was as cold as ice... No, it was ice. The water froze quickly and the little red fish was frozen inside without any protection.

"I have never studied my own spiritual power carefully, but instead focused on physical training. It's such a waste of talent." She couldn't help but sigh.

After looking around, she entered the space to explore her current limits.

"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky?"

It seemed as if a crack had appeared in the sky, and a steady stream of water was flowing down from it.

The consumption of this word spirit was far less than she had imagined. Wei Shengling looked for the reason in confusion, and then she felt that the water in the stream in the space was slowly decreasing. The water appeared in the cracks in the sky, part of it fell to the ground, and part of it flowed back into the stream.

Is it because there is already water here, and there is no need to create these things out of thin air, so the consumption is relatively less?

Then try something that's not here.

Wei Shengling pondered for a moment, and suddenly a sentence flashed through her mind: "Kun is too big to be stewed in a pot." She thought, and said, "There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun..."

She vaguely heard a "click" sound, and then her vision went black and she fell directly onto the soft grass.

The brain crashed and the CPU shut down to protect itself.

The breath in the space gathered together, forming a small tornado that surrounded Wei Sheng Ling and helped her recover as soon as possible.

I don’t know how long it was before she finally opened her eyes. What were those lush, long, green roots in front of her?

It's grass.

Her memory slowly returned. She had just said one sentence when she was forced to shut down. It seemed that her mental strength was not as high as she imagined.

With the help of her skills, her mental power grew by leaps and bounds. She hadn't had to exert much strength since the battle in New York, and it seemed as if her mental power was inexhaustible.

Wei Sheng Ling couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

It seems better not to aim too high now.

What is Kunpeng? A mythical beast!

I really had a short circuit just now, so I chose "Xiao Yao You" to try.

After what happened, she was not in the mood to continue the test and decided to do it another day.

I left the space and looked at the time. It was around eleven o'clock in the evening, but now it was six o'clock in the morning.

According to the time flow rate of 1 to 4 in this space, she was unconscious for... nearly thirty hours? !

Fortunately, she came to the space in the second half of the test. Otherwise, if she had been unconscious for more than 20 hours in the real world, the school would not be able to find her and break in, and they would find her unconscious in the room. They would have to do some examination to see if it was the Joker's trick?

After checking, I found out that he was a mutant.

What is the American attitude towards mutants? No one wants to experience it.

There was still a dull pain in his brain. Having learned from his mistakes, Wei Shengling asked the school for a few days off, which was readily approved. After all, what happened last night had spread throughout the entire Gotham University campus.

Including Astrid Allison.

It was the clown's spy who seemed to be hiding among the students, who betrayed the girl in Wei Shengling's dormitory.

While she was being despised and pointed at, Wei Shengling also became the one sympathized by everyone on campus.

Wherever she went, she could see a group of people with hesitant expressions and sympathetic eyes.

Wei Sheng Ling: ...

Is there a possibility that I can still be alive with all my limbs intact and a healthy body?

I can't stand even one more day at Gotham University!

During these few days of vacation, she planned to go back to New York to check on Claire's current condition.

It seems that no one had ever tried the regeneration cradle before Claire, not counting the one in the movie.

Wei Shengling was a little worried.

After Claire recovered, she planned to go to Metropolis again. If Gotham was a city where the flowers of evil bloomed wantonly, then Metropolis was the city of light under the sun, the home of Superman, the son of the sun and the god of the world.

She had only seen him in movies, but had never actually met this superhero who ranked first in popularity on the superhero website.

After getting ready, Wei Sheng Ling hailed a taxi and headed for New York. However, Gotham would not be called Gotham unless something unexpected happened.

Therefore, she was not surprised when the taxi stopped in the suburbs and the driver pointed a gun at Wei Shengling.

It's just a gun, not an RPG.

Small scene.

She just smiled, then struck out with lightning speed, punching the driver right in the forehead.

"Boom!"

Does it sound good? What sounds good is a good start.

The driver lost consciousness after being hit hard on the head, and the gun in his hand slipped out.

Dangerous items, confiscated.

They roughly checked the driver's belongings and confiscated them all.

Tied up with ropes and given a freezing debuff, Wei Sheng Ling looked at the deserted outskirts of Gotham and nodded with satisfaction.

Start practicing driving.

Feeling that she had driven well, she followed the navigation and drove back to New York. She drove directly to the New York Police Department. After entering New York, she thawed the driver and "kindly" dried the water off his body.

The driver whose hair was burnt and curly and almost bald: …

I thank you.

Wei Shengling did his good deed without leaving his name and left in a carefree manner, and came to Claire's manor.