Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship

Chapter 52 Lan Qi: Hello

The lights on both sides of the street outside Jela Square began to light up in rows, like a flowing river of light. In the distance, you can see the iconic skyline of Ikerita, and the tall buildings look even more spectacular in the night sky.

Yet standing on this road.

“Damn it, why was it turned on by humans?”

Thalia clenched her fists, feeling secretly resentful.

This kind of demonic shadow world with unknown history must contain a lot of knowledge that is extremely valuable to her.

However, this shadow world only scrolls out clips, and cannot be watched in full on the campus’s public magic screen.

 More comprehensive and specific information will only be retained by the challenger's [Shadow World Record Program].

It seems that I can only take a closer look here today.

Just when Thalia was thinking this, her brows frowned.

 Because she discovered that the challenger in this shadow world was her student from the underworld!

"This guy…"

Although Thalia couldn't figure out why the thing from the underworld turned into a demon form, it would be a glow demon instead of an abyss demon.

 But now she just feels extremely pleasantly surprised.

 Lanchi is like a mysterious store, and new products are about to be stocked for her.

 And anything that Lan Qi has in her hands can be traded with her in exchange for it!

For example, all the information in Lan Qi’s [Shadow World Record Program].

Talia now really feels that Lanqi can bring her what she wants every time, as if it is her lucky star.

If she didn't always suspect that this kid likes to think about some **** things, she might have a slightly better attitude towards Lan Qi.

 But the present moment.

　　When Thalia saw the poet whose face looked exactly like hers on the screen, her eyelids immediately dropped, as if she wanted to kill Lan Qi.

 She immediately turned around and left the place quickly. She lowered her head and took a vicious bite of the cheesecake, fearing that the students of Icerite Academy here would discover her resemblance to this summoned creature from the underworld.

This guy really deserves to die even more.

 …

The corridors of the Demon Academy also look classic and gorgeous, dimly lit and filled with the aroma of ancient wood, as if carrying a kind of magic from the depths of time. The end of the road in the distance seems to be forever swallowed by darkness, accompanied by unfathomable... of mystery.

The dark marble floor is painted with golden patterns, and the middle is covered with a carpet with demonic flower patterns. On the walls, weird portraits and mirrors appear every few steps, as if looking at the students on the road.

Just in this corridor, several demon students with either frightened or solemn expressions rushed past. The footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, breaking the original silence, like a prelude to chase and escape.

They ran away quickly, looking even more frightened in the dim light, as if they had just escaped from some unspeakable nightmare.

　　Although it was unclear what the purpose of their actions was for a moment, their panicked look showed that they just wanted to stay as far away from that crazy examination room as possible!

 However, at the end of these figures, two demons with less panic expressions also sneaked in, and they were not noticed by the demon students in front.

Since Ranchi and Hyperion are not yet sure of the rules of this demon academy, they do not dare to attack other demon students rashly for the time being. They all feel that it is risky to use force to capture students for torture.

In this corridor, the feeling of being stared at by paintings and mirrors is always creepy. No one is sure whether it will trigger some underlying mechanism.

 So the best strategy is to follow the better-qualified students in front of them for the time being, find the best survival strategy at the moment, find a better opportunity to try again without taking action, and just convince others with virtue.

　　　…”

Hyperion turned her head and looked at Lan Qi.

She just reached out and handed the few thick coins she had just touched from the corpse to Lan Qi. She believed that Lan Qi, who had many clever ideas, would be in charge of the team's accounts, and that these trophies were Lan Qi's credit.

Lan Qi said nothing, nodded and accepted these mysterious coins.

Hyperion will feel safe following Lan Qi, as if the safest place in the academy is near him.

 But her mood at the moment was quite complicated. She wanted to ask Lan Qi something, but she was hesitant to speak.

 Originally, she was just worried that the friendship would end after Lan Qi found out about her demon ancestry.

But now she has begun to fear that after learning that she is really a demon, Lan Qi will transform into a demon hunter and torture her like the students and examiners in the demon examination room.

 “Lan Qi, what do you think of the devil?”

As Hyperion ran, she finally lowered her voice and asked tentatively.

Lan Qi was slightly stunned when he heard this.

 “It can live a long time, even if it is hundreds of years old, it still looks like a girl.”

Lanqi couldn't help but sneered and replied, "If Hyperion wants to ask this, he won't be sleepy anymore."

He has long wanted to speak freely, but no one has ever brought up this topic with him.

It turns out that Hyperion is also interested in demons!

  “…”    Huberlian felt that Lan Qi’s words also offended her.

Although she is indeed a teenager, her lifespan as a mixed-blood demon must be longer than that of a human being. Lan Qi's words will slander her a hundred years later.

 No, why is his focus so strange?

“Then if you met a devil in this world, would you do the same thing just now?”

Hyperion asked, still feeling slightly anxious.

Lanqi just looked at her without saying a word.

The silence speaks.

“Do you think I’m an old man who eats arsenic, and I’m worried about my longevity?”

　　　…”

"Let's not talk about whether it is dangerous to provoke the demons. There may be good guys among the demons. Hubery must not discriminate against the demons."

Lanqi advised earnestly.

"…so."

Hyperion was startled when she heard this, then lowered her head, pursed her lips, and spoke softly.

For some reason, the heavy stone that had been weighing on her heart seemed to have disappeared because of Lan Qi's serious words.

She never thought that one day someone would tell her not to discriminate against demons.

Although there is a sense of the Virgin in what Lanci said.

But Hyperion is convinced that Lan Qi is not that kind of hypocritical Virgin bitch.

 But the true Holy Mother.

Because he can indeed balance a bowl of water—not only against demons, but also when he tortures people.

 …

Just a few dozen seconds passed. Among the demonic students who were escaping in the corridor, some were still running away as if they were looking for something, while others chose the classroom again and ran in regardless of the risk.

From this point of view, the corridor is also a scary place that is no less dangerous than the classroom, otherwise these students would not be so actively looking for classes.

 “It’s almost time for us to find an opportunity to make a move.”

If possible, Lan Qi would not waste time by simply entering any classroom and following the mechanics. The top priority now is to find out the information about the Demon Academy.

Only by understanding the rules can you act confidently and boldly, and even find ways to speed through the game quickly to find the "ancient demon magic that modifies hairstyle" that you want to learn.

Hyperion naturally understood what Lan Qi meant.

 At the moment, there is only one student left in front, and it seems that we can have a good communication with him.

She quickened her pace and quickly moved forward silently to catch the lucky student.

 “You step on...!”

After being grabbed by Hyperion's shoulders, the demon with green scales around his neck turned back fiercely, raised his hand and was about to push towards Hyperion.

However.

　　When his pupils focused in the next moment, he saw clearly the proctor Lan Qi standing behind Hyperion.

 The fear from the soul swept over the heart of the green-scaled demon like a tide, and his hand hung motionless in the air, as if there was nowhere to put it.

"ah…"

When Lan Qi saw the appearance of the green-scaled demon, he opened his lips slightly in surprise.

It turned out that the person they caught was the one Lan Qi had selected with [Basic Etiquette] earlier. He was frightened by the dragon demon and the owl for dozens of seconds, and finally managed to escape with his life under their noses. That devilish candidate!

 What a fate, Lan Qi couldn't help but smile slightly when looking at him.

 Even though Lan Qi hasn’t said anything yet.

The green-scaled demon student was already trembling with fear.

　　Ranchi: “Hello.”

 Just a simple hello.

 The devil seemed to hear a call from hell, and he felt that his ancestors were calling him to reunite.

 “Classmate, what should I call you?”

 Lan Qi put his hands behind his back, still looking like an examiner, walked towards the green-scaled demon student, and asked with a smile.

The green-scaled snake-eyed demon student tremblingly obeyed his survival instinct. His skin turned pale and bloodless due to fear, and his legs were weak, as if he would fall to his knees at any time.

 (End of this chapter)