Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

The first rays of the setting sun began to illuminate the sky and earth, and the faint sunlight shone on Ying Xing's face. Ying Xing opened his eyes drowsily, and he had actually fallen asleep in the pavilion.

The drawings had been completed and the fire in the lamp on the stone table had gone out, but he did not feel the biting cold wind that had blown him all night long. Instead, he felt warm.

Although the time was short, he unexpectedly had a good sleep.

"It's strange."

"Oh no, I have to go to the Industrial Manufacturing Department quickly." Ying Xing suddenly remembered the important matter, picked up his schoolbag, and ran towards the Industrial Manufacturing Department without caring about his messy white hair.

Industrial Manufacturing Department, Apprentice Class.

Early in the morning, students with average grades gathered together, chattering about each other's drawings, trying to see whose was the coolest and most abstract.

"What did you draw? A salted fish sword? This thing is lame."

"Your sword is not that good. The hilt is a magic wand. You old Deng, you have a girlish heart."

"Fuck, yours is even more awesome. A 40-meter-long sword. Anyone who can dodge it, I'll call him daddy."

The top-performing students were praising each other, saying, "These were just casual drawings. We didn't have the time at all. We're definitely going to get scolded by Mr. Gongzheng this time." While secretly hiding their own painstakingly crafted homework.

Students who have no concept of grades or who are too relaxed are already lying on the table, starting a day of slacking off.

The noise came one after another, never stopping, like the hawking in the market.

With a click, the door of the room was opened, and Yannian walked in calmly with his hands behind his back, pretending to be cool.

A cold light flashed in Yannian's black eyes, which shocked the students physically and mentally, and he uttered that classic line.

"What are you arguing about? You don't look like an apprentice at the factory at all."

"You are the worst class I've ever taught since I was the senior brother."

"Senior Brother, thank you for your guidance!" The students greeted him respectfully, but then they thought, aren't they the first class taught by Senior Brother Yu Mo?

I wonder if those who came before were used as cannon fodder.

It’s terrifying when you think about it. It’s terrifying when you think about it.

"Whoever I call out must hand in their homework. Those who don't will receive zero marks."

"I'll do a preliminary review first, and then Master Tao Ran will come over to review it."

"The first one is Tianming." Yannian stood beside the podium, tapped the table with his fingers, picked up the roll call book, and spoke in a cold and stern tone.

"Here, Big Brother, here you go."

A gray-haired, handsome boy handed a drawing to Yannian. Yannian took a look at it, twitched the corner of his mouth, and reached out to press the other person's head hard.

"A forty-meter-long sword, what do you think? Is this something a carbon-based creature could invent?"

"Twenty-five."

The young man puffed up his lips and tried to argue, "The longer the sword is, the more it can sweep away thousands of enemies. I am determined to cut down a large area of ​​fertile remnants."

"Then how do you carry the Cloud Rider, how do you maintain it, how do you wield it? If you're caught in a chaotic fight with the enemy, how do you ensure you don't inflict serious damage on your teammates while using it?"

Yannian said unhappily.

The boy was silent, and after a while he clasped his hands together with a serious look on his face.

"My teammates offered sacrifices to the heavens, their magical powers were boundless, and this sword has reached its peak."

"Get out of here!" Yannian glared at him.

"Oh - okay, senior brother." The boy left dejectedly, and his classmates all retreated away.

If any Cloud Rider uses the weapons he made in the future, his teammates will be in big trouble.

"The second one is Wei Yiye."

"The third one is Olgi Konstantinovich Fusyuki Zhu... Why is his name so long? It takes up an entire page."

Yannian called out to one person after another until he finally reached Yingxing. He paused and looked around the room.

This kid hasn't come yet, he must have overslept.

After all, I spent the whole night drawing.

"The forty-seventh one is Yingxing."

"Why, you didn't come? The sun is already high in the sky. Maybe you don't want to come?" Yannian smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. The students below couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hey, short-lived people have a short lifespan. Why is he so lazy? Doesn't he understand that time is money, and money can't buy a woman's heart?"

"Maybe he realized the gap between himself and us and really doesn't want to come. Sigh - please be understanding."

The students were whispering to each other. They glanced at the table and chair in the corner and began to plan what to put on it.

I have long wanted to avoid being in the same class with short-lived people, who are still outsiders.

Outside the door, Ying Xing heard the laughter from inside, stopped reaching for the bolt, and his eyes dimmed.

Suddenly, the familiar voice lingered in my ears again.

"Why hasn't Yingxing come yet? Gongzheng is almost here, and I'm more anxious than him."

"He couldn't have really overslept, right? The blueprints are clearly finished. No, I have to bring him here quickly."

"No, according to my current personality, I should laugh at him, pretend I don't know he has drawn a new blueprint, and forcefully drag him here to make a fool of himself."

"Yes, that's right, I'm such a genius!"

With a click, the door was suddenly opened, and Yannian and Yingxing looked at each other in surprise.

Ying Xing's expression was dazed. "Huh?"

[Ying Xing's favorability: –490.]

[Ying Xing's favorability: –480.]

The favorability level kept jumping up and down, and Yannian was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"Oh, I was just about to tell Mr. Gongzheng that you were absent and cancel your apprenticeship. You came at a good time."

"What? Have you finished your drawing? You didn't just do it on the spur of the moment, did you? If you did, you'd fail and be disqualified."

"You have no chance, poor short-lived creature." Yannian got into the role in a second, with an arrogant look on his face. He leaned over to Ying Xing's ear and spoke rudely.

Ying Xing frowned and turned his head away.

For some reason, he felt his ears itching, and thinking back on those words made him a little puzzled.

How did the elder brother know that he had finished drawing the blueprint?

Could that really be the eldest senior brother's voice? I could actually hear it, but he had always bullied and mocked me before.

real or fake?

Ying Xing was just about to speak to verify a guess when he heard footsteps behind him. It was a middle-aged man.

He had a short mustache, wore clothes that symbolized his "gongzheng" status, was of burly build, and had a serious look.

It was Tao Ran who was in charge of leading this group of apprentices.