Above the sky.

Looking at the display screen that suddenly fell into darkness in front of him, Park Ji-min's face looked very ugly.

"Strange, why is this happening! Why is there no picture?" Peter said with his brows tightened after fiddling with the display screen for a long time.

"Will there be no signal?"

"...Impossible, don't underestimate this crystal ball loaded with Asgard. Our Adam maintains its monitoring system every year, and there has never been any problem in so many years." Peter said firmly.

Park Jimin raised her eyebrows, "So how do you explain the current situation?"

"This..." Peter scratched his head, speechless.

"Fortunately, the two teams are still far away and they can't fight for a while, but it's better to report this matter to the two teachers outside." Park Jimin sighed helplessly, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and called Fatty Choi from the outside.

The phone in her hand is specially made by Gou Chen, which can communicate with people who also hold mobile phones in any corner of the earth. Even if the other party is in Gou Chen Academy or other small world, it can still talk. It is definitely a black technology that crosses the ages.

"Hey? Director, there is something wrong with Asgard here. The display screen is broken. Yes... I can't see the picture below, okay, I understand." Park Jimin briefly told the current situation and then hung up the phone.

"The director said that we will send someone to repair it immediately, let's wait here." Park Jimin said to Peter, who was still burying his head in repairing the display screen.

"That's better... Damn it, which part is wrong!" Peter, who has always been gentle and gentle, sweated heavily and sweared in a rare manner.

...

Outside the crystal ball.

"What happened?" Mohamed asked with a frown slightly.

Fatty Cui put the phone in his hand back into his pocket, gently slapped Emily who was sleeping in his arms, and replied in a low voice: "Oh, Asgard's display is broken, and I can't see the situation below. I feel like I'll find someone to repair it."

Mohammed's brows frowned even more, his eyes full of doubt, "It's impossible, Adam wouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

Although he said this, he stood up from the little stool and turned toward the technical department.

However, just as he took two steps, the world in front of him suddenly blurred, and his whole body shook like he was drunk, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you!" Fatty Cui immediately sat up from the chair when he saw this. The same feeling suddenly emerged, spreading softly on the ground.

Strange...what happened to me? Fatty Cui is now like a spectator, able to clearly sense the outside world, but he is completely unable to control his body. This is the first time he has encountered this feeling.

"It's you!" Mohamed widened his eyes, looked tightly in the direction of Fatty Cui, and spoke weakly.

Fatty Cui was stunned. He was about to say that I did nothing, but then suddenly thought of something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked behind him with difficulty.

Emily was smiling at the two people who were corpses on the ground, taking out an incense-like thing from her pocket and swaying in front of them.

"Misen Shen San, even in the divine world, it is rare, colorless and fragrant, how about it? How about it? How about completely losing control of your body? In order to masturbate you two quasi-monarchs, I used three times the amount, and pretended to be asleep in this disgusting fat man's arms for so long, and finally completed the task."

A bolt from the blue flashed through Fatty Cui's mind, staring at the strange Emily in front of him, her lips trembled for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Stop messing around Emily... What do you mean? Don't you love me the most? Give me the antidote!" Fatty Cui couldn't accept the facts in front of him.

"No, she is not Emily!" Mohammed said gritting his teeth, "Damn it, I should have thought of it for a long time. How could a woman with the personality of Emily take the initiative to throw herself into her arms? Who are you?!"

Not Emily? She is not Emily? Who is the one who is fond of you and me before? Fatty Cui's mind was blank, and he looked at the "Emily" in front of him in a daze.

Emily's mouth raised slightly, and a black tarot card was clipped from the snow-white tarot card. It was a hermit wearing a robe, carrying a lamp, walking alone in the darkness. Unlike the tarot card on the market, the hermit's face was extremely ferocious, making people's scalp numb.

Tarot card, hermit.

"Herdess! You are from the Dark Church!" Muhammad exclaimed.

"Okay, it's time to play house. Goodbye, my 'beloved Choi' and the respected Professor Muhammad." The Hermit bowed to the two of them like a performing artist at the end of the play, took out a black chess from his pocket and threw it into the air.

The black chess piece suddenly exploded and turned into a shadow door. Three figures walked out from behind the door, looking at the surrounding environment curiously.

Demon, Hanging Man, the World.

"Is this Adam Academy? It turns out that it's like this inside. You can really enjoy your happiness." The hanging man looked around and sighed.

"The Hanging Man, we are not here to travel. Hurry up and enter Asgard with the demon to find the evil dog Gam. The hermit and I leave with the crystal ball." The world whispered.

"I know, I know." The hanging man waved his hand, his face a little unhappy, but he still grabbed the crystal ball on the ground, and the next moment he turned into a ball of white light and disappeared in place.

The demon wearing a black cloak did not hesitate and immediately followed the hanging man into the crystal ball. The crystal ball that had lost its support fell from the air and fell steadily into the hands of the hermit.

"Dark Church! Where are you going with my students?!" Fatty Cui's eyes were filled with blood, and he shouted with all his strength. His whole body shook violently, trying to struggle to get up from the ground.

The hermit stepped on Fatty Cui's back and stepped on him tightly on the ground. The look of Fat Choi's eyes seemed to be looking at an ant.

"Can I kill this fat man?" The hermit looked at the world and spoke lightly.

The world frowned slightly, "No, he is Gou Chen's person. If you don't want to be chased by the Four Emperors of China, it's better to give up this idea."

"Also, it's time for us to leave. The Arcane Supreme has noticed the fluctuations in my "Chess Pie" and is rushing here."

The hermit shook his head with some regret, but suddenly exerted force on his feet and stepped hard on Fatty Cui's right hand. With a click, Fatty Cui's right hand had been cut off by one foot.

"Then teach him a little lesson. My mother's advantage is not so easy to take advantage." The hermit said coldly.
Chapter completed!