She Is Not a Witch Chapter 68: Talking at night
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With the decision of the top four, the Rising Stars game is also coming to an end.
Although most of the students do not know the result of the battle, the teachers as referees are clear.
At noon, several teachers gathered in the lounge and began to talk about the new students this year.
A goatee teacher sat on the mahogany sofa with a teacup, took a sip, and said with a sigh, "The students in these classes are much better than we were back then."
"Yes, the geniuses in recent years have emerged as if they don’t need money. In the past, most of the new students were Sequence 2-3, and the estimated number of Sequence 4 was about 50. This year there are more than 1,200 people, basically all of them are Sequences. At the level of 3, there are nearly 200 in Sequence 4." A kind old lady with glasses also said.
"Although some people did not participate in the Rising Stars competition, the more than 100 Sequence 4 players who participated in the competition can also see that its potential is huge. About 10 people have the gold level strength in Sequence 4, especially The two of them even reached the Pearl level, which is almost Sequence 6 combat power, which is really incredible." The goatee teacher continued to sigh.
At this time, a teacher leaning on the recliner also spoke. He was like an old lion with a circle of gray husks on his face, and his voice was low and loud.
"Whenever I see those newly born geniuses, those young people who have reached the same sequence as us in just a few years, I often have the illusion that we are too indulged in the past experience and be affected by the times. Abandoned." After a pause, he continued.
"Believe in yourself, this is not an illusion."
"That's right, but sometimes I think they are very hard." The goatee teacher seemed to recall the past.
"Remember that when I was in school, Emenas had a lot of leisure activities. Sometimes everyone would take advantage of the holiday to travel together. The furthest time we even rode a griffon directly to the Orient Gorse. Dynasty, go to see the colorful phoenix lanterns at that time. I will never forget such a scene in my life, it is always so nostalgic."
"Unfortunately, it doesn't work anymore. The freshmen are eager to improve their strength, and they are full of their brains to become stronger. Sometimes they don't even come to cultural classes. It's a bit outrageous."
"You old man still said this, and don't look at the era." The kind old lady retorted.
"When you went to school, the west wind was still in the period of Zhongxing. Because the north-south canal was opened, everyone became wealthy for a while, and the pressure was not great. So was the green. A few years after the end of the "Broken Bow", the empire stopped. Expansion and concentrating on rectifying the internal construction are also the era of great civil engineering. Many people, not only the common people, have jobs, but the nobles are also concentrating on those big projects, because they require manpower and are more tolerant and kind."
"It's completely different now."
"Westerly, the internal decay was so severe a few years ago. The people below often couldn't live their lives and had to rebel. They were simply overthrown last year. The verdant nobles gathered their land and resources, and the commoners and little nobles below were more and more It’s harder to come forward."
"Nowadays, who is not trying to drill up, the younger generation of Xuehua Seven Kingdoms witnessed the war with their own eyes, full of crisis, and the verdant civilian students also want to get a noble status to take a breath. It is also those who were born with rich people. Students are more at ease."
"Oh... so, but when will this situation end?" The old man with a goatee stroked his beard.
The beard-faced big man drank a sip of ale, and then said: "A big battle. The winning party gets a lot of land and new resources to stabilize and balance the inside. If you lose, you can also stab the inside. The head is buried, the place is vacated, and then stability is obtained for a longer period of time."
"Is there no other way?" The goatee teacher sighed a little.
"It's difficult, because the cake is so big, and there are many people who want to eat it." The white-and-hued big man gave a gap and continued his analysis.
"The population of the Verdant Empire has grown a lot in recent years, and the area underneath has suppressed a lot of grievances. The dragons of despair in the south are already thinking about it."
"They are the closest to the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, and they are the easiest way to vent this backlog of dark fire to the next door."
"As soon as the war started, the country’s righteous status was suppressed, and then all the usually restless rascals, etc., were recruited. The little nobles, low-level transcendents, etc., were sent to the battlefield, leaving most of them stable and honest. Farmers and craftsmen in the handicraft industry, so it will be easier to manage in the future."
"The emperor's art is really cruel." The goatee teacher shook his head.
"Ha, what cruel? This is life."
"That’s how you humans are. We are stupid to live a stable life. We orcs have to compete with our brothers for milk and drink since we were young. Fight for living space."
"The meaning of living is to fight, keep fighting, keep weeding out weak guys, and then our offspring will get stronger and stronger."
"Okay, okay, don't fight, you were all cute when you were young, why are you getting more and more stubborn now."
The old lady was playing round, with pointed ears from her silver hair. She was not only the teacher of the new student, but also the two teachers in the house. The seniority can be said to be very high.
"Yes, dear Ms. Joan." In the face of the former teachers, the two male teachers still maintained the respect they once had, and stopped arguing about this matter.
"By the way, the black-haired Dongfang lady abstained."
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After the battle was over, the sky was completely dark, Bumansha and Lorland were walking on the way back, and the orange candlelight on the side of the road swayed through the thick glass on the ground.
"Lorland, why did you want me to enter the semi-finals?"
Bummansha asked the black-haired girl next to her with a little doubt. The shoes under her feet avoid some small puddles. Sometimes, some pink petals can be seen falling from the branches, falling in the puddles, and swinging. Faint ripples.
"Because Bomantha wants to meet more powerful people, and you also need that precious crystal-level creation~IndoMTL.com~ It is very necessary, but I think if you let others because of your own needs Abstain, it's not good."
"Do you want me to tell the truth?" Lorrain Hill, who was walking in front, turned his head and said playfully. The clear eyes were shining with warm yellow lights, shining like gems.
"Because I want to keep a low profile. If I win the championship, although I can keep it secret for the time being, I will always be heard by others and become the center of the conversation. After all, you can't shut your opponent's mouth."
"Being stared at every day will make life very tiring. Sometimes I want to be lazy."
"So you have the heart to push me out to attract everyone's attention?" Bomantha laughed when she heard this.
"Don't say that, Sister Bumansha, you have to believe me, it's really kind." At this point, Lorrainhill blinked his eyes like black crystals.
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