After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

The whispering sound was low, passing across the huge square.

"Shi'an is here too."

"Isn't he missing?"

"Yeah, the monster didn't even tear him?"

"I got it back, as if I fell into a cave and fell unconscious."

"Hey, it's a waste."

...

At the center of public opinion is a teenager.

He stood alone on the edge of the crowd, alone, with an unintentional vacuum zone delineated by his side, intentionally or unintentionally.

Those gossips didn't seem to enter his ears at all. The black crow's eyelashes were hanging down, and there was no extra expression on his white to transparent face. It seemed to be in a trance, with a little alienation and fragility away from the crowd.

At this time, a majestic voice sounded from not far away:

"No. 2087, Shi'an, please come forward."

There are a total of 2087 students waiting here. The student numbers are arranged in order of magic value. Being at the end can only prove that... his magic value is scarce and almost negligible.

This kind of person was originally not eligible to enter the college, but it is said that Shi's family donated a building to the school, and Shi'an was forced into the shortlist.

This year is the third year he came to test.

If it still fails to detect any magic value, even if Shijia donates more money, Shi'an will be forcibly removed from the list and will no longer be eligible for admission.

After hearing his name, the young man's eyelashes trembled and raised his eyes.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still walked towards the front desk.

There was silence in the square.

His eyes were cast from all directions, falling on him one after another.

There is not much kindness in those sights, more ridicule and ridicule, and more are waiting to see jokes.

Shi An walked into the room.

The teacher in charge of supervising the magic detection is a tired-looking teacher. He raised his eyelids with imperfect nature, and glanced over Shi'an, as if he had already assumed that the other party was already familiar with the process: "Go."

But Shi'an didn't move.

He glanced at the strangely-shaped instrument in front of him suspiciously, then turned to look at the teacher, and asked sincerely: "Where?"

Teacher: "..." It's not the first time. What kind of pretense is this?

But thinking that this was the last time I saw him anyway, he still pointed to the dim silver ball on the instrument patiently, and said, "Put your hand on it."

Shi An nodded and let out a calm "Oh".

He stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed it on the ball, then took a deep breath, and turned his gaze sideways as if he couldn't bear to look straight.

Seeing this, even the teacher who already knew the ending couldn't help but feel compassion.

——As the only child in a recently emerging family, but without any magic value, the pressure he bears is definitely greater than others imagine, so this is why this test concerning his admission qualifications is so important.

At this moment, a strange voice sounded:

"Dididi—"

The voice was too sharp and directly pulled the teacher out of his thoughts. He was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

The hemispherical instrument was bright at the moment, the eyes of the stinger were sore, the pointer on the table beside it fluctuated wildly, but it did not stop on any number, and the harsh alarm sounded through the wall.

The students looked at each other and saw the same suspicious look in each other's eyes.

——What happened inside?

no one knows.

This, what is going on?

The teacher stared in astonishment, and jumped up from the chair.

Shi An was also taken aback, and subconsciously retracted his hand.

The sound stopped immediately.

The light dimmed.

The teacher rushed forward in a few steps and started testing the equipment.

no problem.

Could it be... is that he was passive,

He suddenly turned his head to look at Shi An, who also looked back at him innocently, as if he had no idea about it.

This possibility was quickly crossed out of my mind.

Even if Shi's family is rich, it is impossible to control the entrance examination of the academy for those with abilities, they still don't have that much energy.

Shi'an himself is even more impossible.

As we all know, he is a trash with almost 0 magic power value, and it is completely impossible to move his hands and feet under his eyelids.

The teacher hid the doubts in his heart.

He pulled out another spare instrument, turned his head and said to Shi'an:

"Try this."

Shi An said "Oh" again.

He put his hand up—"Didididididi!"

The mechanical sound was loud and sharp, as if it could pierce the eardrum.

When Shi An withdrew his hand, the voice stopped.

How could this be? !

The teacher was puzzled.

This situation logically only occurs when the tester's magic value is much higher than the instrument's threshold. Although the value of this instrument is not high, it is more than enough for beginners-not to mention the famous Shian!

After trying several times, the teacher felt that his ears were almost out of reach.

Shi An raised his hand innocently and asked:

"that……"

"What?" The teacher frowned, his face was irritable.

Shi An pointed to the instrument in front of him and asked innocently:

"Is it not good quality?"

teacher:"……"

Grass.

It's so hot.

After a long stalemate between the two.

Shi An blinked in hindsight and asked:

"I remember, it seemed... I passed when the instrument was on, so I passed?"

The teacher looked embarrassed, his forehead was full of sweat, and the inattention just now disappeared.

He hesitated for a while, and finally replied: "Um... you go home first, and someone will notify you when the result comes out."

Shi An nodded: "Oh."

He turned around and walked out. Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from behind: "Wait! Stop!"

Before Shi An could come back to her senses, her hand hanging beside her was severely grasped.

At that moment, his pitch-black pupils shrank into a narrow gap, and the scorching dark red burned silently in the depths of the vertical pupils, with a kind of inhuman weirdness and strangeness.

Shi An blinked and everything went as usual.

He turned to look at the teacher who was holding his hand: "What's the matter?"

The teacher repeatedly checked the palms of the young man in front of him. His nose almost touched the palm of the other person, as if he was going to break each palm print to see clearly.

But three minutes passed and he found nothing.

The teacher raised his head angrily and aggressively asked: "Did you do anything with your hands? Did you cheat, right?"

The look on Shi An's face suddenly became a bit embarrassed.

The teacher felt that he had grasped the other person's handle, and forced him to ask: "Why did you take your eyes away from your hand during the test just now? Say it!"

Shi An's eyes floated for a moment.

He was silent for a few seconds and whispered: "...it's ugly."

The teacher was taken aback: "What?"

Shi An: "I think my hands are too ugly."

The teacher looked down subconsciously.

The other party's fingers are slightly curled, five phalanxes are slender and evenly stopped, the fingertips are slender, the fingertips are soft, the thin flesh is delicate and white, and the neatly manicured nails are glowing with a little healthy powder.

There are still red marks on the back of the hand.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this is a very beautiful hand.

teacher:"……"

What the **** is this strange reason? !

In the end, Shi'an was released due to insufficient evidence.

He stood at the door, looking down at his hand.

The fingers, which are very beautiful for humans, slowly gathered and opened again.

Closed and opened again.

It is indeed his own.

Shi'an wilted as if the eggplant had been beaten by the cream.

It's ugly, it's really ugly.

The really good-looking claws should be covered with pitch-black hard scales, with sharp claws that cut mountains and rocks, instead of being ugly white everywhere, soft and thin, as if they could be pierced by a thorn.

Thinking of this, Shi An once again couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away.

He now misses his mighty and majestic body, his long and dark tail, and--

Treasures full of caves.

Shi An sighed.

Fifty thousand years ago, because he was too bored, he fell asleep on his pile of treasures. Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he was not only trapped in a weak and unfamiliar human form, but also all the treasures. Wing and fly!

After tens of thousands of years of hard work, I returned to the pre-liberation overnight.

——The body and treasure are all gone!

Gone!

In order to understand what happened, he followed the humans who came to search and returned to Shi's home.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would run away again. The people of Shi's family took him to death. Shi'an was forced to be trapped in the human society and had to continue to play his current human body.

... Today I was sent to touch this inexplicable orb.

annoying.

Shi An was immersed in his thoughts, bowed his head, and walked out of the square on his own.

The students outside looked different, but all their eyes fell on him. Although they didn't know what happened just now, everyone heard the sharp siren, and very few people knew the meaning of the siren.

However, the tester's magic value is much greater than the instrument threshold?

How can it be! There must be something wrong.

Shi An was completely unaware of the surrounding sight.

He seemed to have long been accustomed to bathing in the sight of everyone, and he walked out naturally, leaving the people in the square behind him.

There was no superfluous expression on his face, but Shi An was very excited when he thought of going home to eat.

Although he doesn't like humans very much, but the food made by humans...

It's really irresistible.

Outside the square, the car was already at the door.

As soon as Shi An sat in, the old butler looked eagerly from the rearview mirror: "Master, how is it?"

His eyes were bright and hot, with eager expectations.

Shi An thought for a while and said, "The ball is bright."

The old housekeeper was taken aback for a moment, then fell into a sluggishness, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and his whole person froze.

Shi An: "...Are you okay?"

In the past few months when he returned to Shi's home, he had become familiar with his identity.

This human named "Shi'an" is not close to his family members. Even though the time of being recovered is not too short, he has never seen any relatives of this person in name, but has been This old housekeeper takes care of it.

It is also that he brings himself all kinds of delicious food every day.

So Shi An was still willing to release some kindness to him.

As if awakened by Shi'an's words, the old butler finally realized what the other party was saying just now.

He couldn't help but burst into tears, and said incoherently: "Too, great, so the master will be happy, I, I will tell him!"

The old butler was overjoyed, and said babblingly:

"Master said before that if he can pass the test, he will put you into the consideration of the heir again, and will hold an entrance banquet for you according to the usual practice..."

banquet?

food?

"...And it will be very grand..."

Lots, lots of food!

Shi An's eyes lit up and nodded obediently: "Okay."

The butler glanced back through the rearview mirror.

The young man sat upright in the back seat, although his face was still expressionless, but his face was filled with an obvious happy atmosphere.

He couldn't help but wiped away tears secretly.

Ugh! What a sensible child!