Start With Contracting Sprites

　　 Several buses stopped, and Su Hao got off the bus in a daze.

　　 patted his cheek, and took another breath of fresh air, finally awake a lot.

　　 "Is this the preparation village?"

The name of 　　zhuang village sounds weird, but Su Hao saw it as a new rural tourism.

　　 Surrounded by mountains and rivers, there are green plants everywhere.

　　 It is said that there are special battle venues, training halls, restaurants, and hotels in the village...not to mention tourist attractions!

　　 When they arrived at the destination, Su Hao and the others did not check into the hotel first, but...

　　 Find a restaurant to eat first!

　　 started at more than eight o'clock in the morning and stayed in the car for nearly five hours. No one is not hungry.

　　 Fortunately,

　　 Regardless of whether it is accommodation or meals, the school will make arrangements for it, so they don’t have to worry about it.

　　 When he arrived at the hotel room, Su Hao put down the suitcase and lay on his back on the single bed.

　　 Next to the bed, there is still a Liu Ren lying.

　　 Su Hao really wants a bad review.

　　The spiritual teacher assessed that he lives in a single room, how come he has regressed now!

　　 As he lay down, the baby silkworm who had been lying on his head rolled to the head of the bed and slammed against the wall.

　　 It twisted and saw the suitcase beside the bed, and got up and jumped over.

　　 held it on his head, but couldn't open the code lock.

　　 Pressed with his short legs, but his sight was blocked again.

　　 also cannot be demolished by force.

　　 Otherwise, the devil Su Hao will definitely confiscate his pocket money!

　　 It thought for a while, and spit out a white silk thread that was only a palm.

　　The silk thread is hardened.

　　 is like a thin pen, held in the mouth and dialed to the code lock code.

　　 Click twice and the code lock is unlocked.

　　 The baby silkworm screamed, and the little flamingo in the room flew over quickly, hooked the zipper with his paws, flew around the suitcase and unzipped the zipper, and then grabbed the upper part of the box with both paws and opened the whole suitcase completely.

　　"Guo~"

　　 The baby silkworm carefully dragged out the laptop, bit her mouth, and shot a thread from her front leg, sticking to the ceiling.

　　 Lingli silk thread contracted and hung it from the laptop.

　　 The baby silkworm shot another silk thread into the wall against the table. Using the pulling of the two silk threads, he carefully placed the laptop on the table.

　　"Guo~"

　　 That's it.

　　 A silkworm and a fire crow hid behind the computer, a bit gloomy illuminated by the light of the boot.

not far away,

　　 A charcoal turtle tilted his head.

　　 It feels like opening a new world.

　　……

　　 Su Hao took a beautiful nap, and when he woke up it was already three or four in the afternoon.

　　 No way, who told me to have lunch here after two o’clock.

　　 It's definitely not that he slept deeply!

　　 As the entrance exam is approaching, Su Hao does not plan to arrange training tasks for the two little guys today.

　　 Let them play.

　　 Have fun, and fight harder tomorrow.

　　 Su Hao thought about the known information for a while.

　　 The primitive forest area, wild elves, other students... Not surprisingly, it is the "confrontation and survival" model.

　　Strategy is very important, Wushuang is impossible to open Wushuang, unless the elf can sweep the audience.

　　 As a strategist, a strategist, and an eloquent imperial emissary, Su Hao thought for a while.

　　 "It's better to be reckless before talking."

　　He made himself a cup of tea leisurely and began to enjoy the half-day in his leisure time.

boom--!

　　 The door opened, and Liu Ren's pie face stuck out.

　　 "Su Hao, see what I collected!"

　　 Su Hao glanced, raised the teacup, took a sip, and another sip.

　　 just don't say a word.

　　 After ten seconds, Liu couldn't hold his mouth.

　　 "Have you seen it, this piece of paper in my hand contains information about some dangerous players in our session."

　　 Su Hao came a little interested.

　　 "Where did you collect the information?"

　　 "Ask students from various schools to find out, do you still expect them to keep it secret?"

　　 Are those students too unethical?

　　 Su Hao thinks not.

　　 It must have been Liu Ren's ability to use money, otherwise, how can he get so much information in more than a minute.

　　 He looked.

　　 The handwriting on the paper is a bit scribble, but it can barely be understood and has a lot of information.

　　 "Look at this, Liang Yuchen, this guy is our Ancheng native, the genius who was pried away by Yunhua High School.

　　 "His elves are the little stone elephant and the firefly. Both elves have more than one hundred spiritual powers. The stronger one, the firefly, may exceed one hundred and two... is a powerful enemy!"

　　 Liu Ren looked solemn.

　　 But after finishing speaking, he looked at Su Hao, then looked at himself, discouraged, "Well, it's a powerful enemy for me."

　　 "And this, Jiang Zhe, is the number one master of Xingyuan Middle School, a super rich and rich second generation! His elf is a red horn bull!"

　　 Su Hao saw it.

　　 About this Jiang Zhe player, Liu Ren collected a lot of information.

　　 is obviously regarded as a strong enemy.

　　 Also, Liu Buchai's rich second generation is probably the one who is richer than his family.

　　 The red horn bull is the same fire type as the charcoal fire turtle, and the training level is higher, not to blame Liu Ren for treating him as a strong enemy.

　　 "Some more powerful players."

　　 Liu Ren turned the paper to the back, where two names were written.

　　 Bing Ning, Lin Mingzheng.

　　 "Old Su, I didn't say that, these two are really abnormal, they are giants!

　　 "Let’s say that Bing Ning is the inheritor of the domestic first-class school. Although it is not the only inheritor, you should understand the genre..."

　　Su Hao, of course, has heard of ~www.readwn.com~ The so-called genre is not simply improved, or created one or two tricks, it can be called a genre.

　　 must be systematic, have a unique style in combat and the use of unique skills, and can be passed down to be eligible to be called a genre.

　　 is basically created by the king of heaven, or continuously improved by generations of masters.

　　 can be understood as the ancient martial arts sect.

　　 But there are not so many rules in modern times, and the inheritors of the genre also have to go to high school and college.

　　 also cooperates and exchanges with the alliance and local guilds.

　　 is not to stand still.

　　 Liu Ren continued, "The genre she belongs to is a certain ice school, and the main force of Bing Ning is an ice fairy white seal... This kind of fairy is a symbol of the European emperor!"

　　 He is always envious.

　　 "How strong is the frozen white seal, this... even her classmates don't know, but she also has another wizard, the small water conch. The combat power of the small conch alone can be in the forefront of Yunhua No. 1 Middle School.

　　 "From her elf configuration, she knows that she is not satisfied with only taking the genre road, but wants to integrate innovation and is an ambitious woman!"

　　 "Old Su..."

　　 Liu Ren wanted to speak and stopped and he wanted to speak. After thinking about it, he said, "Our entrance exam is a survival mode. If you meet her, it's better to go around."

　　 have one say one,

　　 Although Liu Ren's information on Bing Ning is very crude, with only two simple types of elves, Su Hao also felt the pressure.

The development of 　　 Little Fire Crow is still relatively backward compared to many top elves.

　　 Can the baby silkworm carry the overall situation?

　　 Su Hao didn't know.

　　 He asked again, "What is the origin of Lin Mingzheng?"