Those big people in hell, such as the eleven gods of death, or Lord Shu's left and right Dharma protectors, are all big people who are better than the way of heaven in the eyes of people in the demon world.

They have an endless life span.

Not to mention profound, to be frank, that is, if you want to endure death or abdicate a god of death, how difficult it is for the God of hell to re select a god of death!

For billions of years, the God of death has not changed.

Finally, eliso, the God of death in Antarctica, asked to leave and vacate such a position.

As long as you are elected, you can become the supreme person in hell!

Who doesn't want it?

The major forces in the demon world are also competing one after another.

The angels of the city of angels will never stop.

As a group of young people with the most potential, Leng Xiaoyan is the most likely candidate to be selected as the next god of death in Antarctica!

Listening to the dean's words, even if you don't understand why you started on Si Tong, the position of death will pass you by, but Leng Xiaoyan stopped at the first time.

"Hum!" Leng Xiaoyan was so cruel that he threw his skateboard on the ground.

Long legged and handsome stepped on a skateboard, and the skateboard turned upside down. People skated and left.

Several skateboarding teenagers also turned their skateboards around, followed by Leng Xiaoyan and went away.

"It's a group of disobedient boys in our college. Please forgive me." the Dean bowed his head to Si Tong, said a few words, and left with a kind smile.

Xiang Weixiao, who has been standing beside Si Tong since the beginning, looks like a monk who can't touch his hair. He opens his mouth and looks at Si Tong in a slight shock.

Shi Meiyi, an Lin and an Zhili ran forward:

"How could the Dean come forward for you?"

"Why does the Dean say that if he dares to attack you, he will lose the right to compete forever?"

After Fang Cong's pupil appeared, everyone felt that they seemed to have become 100000 why, and there were many doubts.

The asked Si Tong didn't refuse to answer the questions this time. She just said calmly: "maybe he has Alzheimer's disease."

Dean? Senile... Dementia?

Everyone was surprised. When they reacted, Si Tong had gone far to the food street.

A group of people around the theatre also withdrew one after another when they saw that the excitement was gone.

......

In the next few days, the students of magic college were talking about what happened at the food street that day.

Si Tong, a new human student, was paid special attention to by the dean and widely spread by the students of the magic college.

At about six o'clock in the evening, cooking class.

Si Tong is still learning how to make braised prawns.

"Today's class is here, and the students will study independently when they go back." the cooking teacher said this. People strolled around the classroom, picked up a braised prawn made by a classmate and tasted it.

"Too much salt water!" the cooking teacher pointed to the prawns made by his classmate, turned and left the classroom.

After the teacher left, most students left the finished products and left the classroom one by one.

Apart from Si Tong, song Huizhen, a female classmate who met last time when making candy in the candy house, has been the latest to leave.

Before Song Huizhen left, she came to Si Tong's ear: "I've heard that you are favored by the dean and will be a big man in our college in the future!"

Song Huizhen was clever in making candy baskets, and she didn't cover it when making braised prawns.

Knowing that Si Tong likes to eat, she handed the plate of braised prawns she made to Si Tong: "here, you eat! The prawns I made still taste good."

"Yes." Si Tong refused.

Curious about what happened in the food street that day, song Huizhen threw herself on the empty seat of the cooking stove, blinked and asked Si Tong:

"Hey, it's crazy in the college now. They say that the Dean values you so much, probably because you have the qualification to run for the post of God of death and are likely to win.

"Can you tell me if you really want to compete for the position of death?"