The school of love is called Hood College, like a university, in fact, there are children of all ages, and the education at this time is not too refined, and the school is mainly for teenagers. There are few young girls, and girls of the right age prefer to go to church schools and learn skills that they can use later with many ladies, rather than to mingle with boys, and lose their sense of mystery early.

Of course, children from poor families don't pay that much attention, but girls are more expensive because they can have children.

It's not a joke.

Fertility means more population, probably a steady stream of chicks, even if not for that, think of the women on the street in the fraternity, who sometimes create much more value than men, and are better controlled.

The value determines the poor and lonely girls, and if there is, the first time they fall into the city, they will go through the hands of the abductors, and they will be divided into one, two, three, etc., each with a different place, like the hierarchy of some places, their appearance and body shape determine their initial distribution, and then it is a matter of how much training is put into the follow-up.

This whole set of mature business already has a system and process, just like the current assembly line operation, it is controlled from the source, and it is really out, and the boys who are sheltered and trained by various gangs are selected, and even Hood College will not send girls who are relatively better trained and more valuable to study here, so as not to waste their own value.

At first, Jack thought that Hood College was a boys' school, which was not a special thing, and that boys' schools were more common than girls' schools, but later he realized that there was a slight difference, that it had to be a boys' school, because it was difficult to see girls who were adopted outside the home.

Just like daily shopping, you can see girls walking outside, if they are not with people, they must be taken care of, and girls who travel alone are despised because they suspect that their industry is not very good, and they are more likely to be coveted, because it is easy to start.

And this kind of "last resort" forced by "evil" has also become part of the etiquette of ladies - "good girls should not go to the street alone", the color represented by this prohibition itself is like a dark cloud, shrouded in the untouchable sky.

Relatively speaking, the management of boys was much looser, so Jack could often hear the lame uncle of the academy cursing the ungrateful boys, because they did not cherish the good environment now, and would always sneak away, wasting the charity funds that Lord Viscount Hood and Lord Headmaster had worked so hard to raise.

The lame uncle broke his leg because of an accident, and the mechanical failure made people responsible, because there was no good and perfect insurance mechanism as insurance, he was forced to be laid off and suffered from injuries at the same time, facing a crisis that the family could not sustain.

When he was about to seek death, he rekindled his hope for life because of an interview with a zealous and upright reporter (Field), and Field was indeed warm-hearted, and he helped to inquire about Viscount Hood, who gave Uncle Cripple a job as a janitor, which saved his family from separation, and for this reason, Uncle Lame most often talked about the goodness of Viscount Hood.

The headmaster was the same, it was a kind-looking old man, with the habit of an old-fashioned man, always loving to hold a cane, and the walnut cane had a moist light on it, just like the smile he showed to people every day, he was really a decent man, and he would smile at the lame uncle every time he passed by the doorman.

A simple smile warmed the lame uncle's restless heart, and he quickly fell in love with his job, and persistently took over part of the security work, would carefully check whether every door was locked after class in the evening, and would also support the leg that was not easy to walk, chasing and scolding the naughty children who disrupted official duties.

He advocated corporal punishment, but never practiced it, complaining about the kindness of the teachers from the headmaster downwards, and cursing the naughty children who did not know how to cherish gratitude.

On the one hand, he cynically cursed, cursing those who were not good enough for his injustice, cursing those little cubs who did not know gratitude, and on the other hand, he sang praises and praised those who gave him a new life, wishing that they were fragrant from the hair to the nails.

"I saw Field today. ”

When Jack returned to school, he said a word to the lame uncle, preemptively intercepting the curse that the other might have blurted out.

"Field?" The lame uncle thought for a moment, and soon his eyes lit up, "Ah, that reporter, you saw him!"

"Well, he's helped me and I'm grateful to him. ”

If it weren't for the money given by the other party, I'm afraid it would take Jack to get to where he is today, asymmetrical news, expensive knowledge, no money to pave the way, break the barrier, Jack would have to rely entirely on the spiritual power he cultivated, that is not a good idea.

It's not a good thing to rely too much on any kind of power, and there are some worlds that Jack has been to that don't welcome psychic power, and he always has to master more methods, more flexible methods, so that he can achieve his goals in a low-key manner.

"Oh, really, it's, I mean, he's a really good guy, and so are you, an honest kid, and remember that he's been nice to you, and if you have the chance, help me thank him. "The lame uncle doesn't remember what he wanted to curse just now, many times he has become a habit of scolding, and he doesn't take it to heart, this is probably a habit he developed when he was unemployed.

"Of course, I talked to him a little bit more today, and I hope to meet again next time. Jack said and raised the book in his hand, "I said, there are really few books in the library, I just brought it back, do you want to read it?"

"Go, go, go to the books, learn better to work better, you little cubs, if I am literate, I will definitely not let those people run away, those guys, what a bunch of white-eyed wolves!"

Uncle Lame began to curse again, he hated the children who "escaped", and felt that they had failed the expectations of Viscount Hood and the Headmaster, and wasted too many resources, and that they really deserved to die.

He cursed maliciously more than once, hoping that those people would get the end they deserved.

Jack didn't answer, silently took the book and walked away, he thought, those children, either the dry bones of the wilderness, or the monsters in some laboratory, he had seen such a laboratory.

Hood College will give outstanding students some opportunities for further study, and Jack, with his special status as an "illegitimate child", got this opportunity, and began to contact some extraordinary substances with some students, entered the laboratory, and extracted certain substances from those monsters that could no longer be seen as humans, extracted, purified, analyzed, Experiments, they can get some money, some experimental steps, part of it, almost a part of the process, the completed half-finished products will be graded by the teacher, and the final results will be sent to the Hood orphanage.

Jack made an excuse to go out today, just to confirm the result, the semi-finished product he made had the secret mark of mental power he left, and within a certain range, he was able to discover the existence of that secret mark, pursue the confirmation, and find an opportunity to investigate, this is what he has to do.

The college has a high-walled iron gate, a stone path leading to the teaching building with trees and benches on both sides, and some flowers and trees, and a beautiful environment like a park.

The children who can enter the academy are basically over ten years old, at this age, if they have experienced the hardships of life early, they will know how to cherish it more, and some of the rescued and better recovered earlier will be naughty, they will climb trees, they will also climb flowers and trees, and even play hide and seek with the lame uncle, most of the laughter is created by them, because they are more likely to be happy.

Passing under the tree, a branch fell from above, Jack took a step back, and was not hit on the head by the branch, a head poked out, a strand of brown hair naturally bent over the side of his ear, and the boy made a pretended grimace at him: "Jack, sycophant, you are out again! I will tell them that you steal money!"

Jack looked up and said, "Joe, do you need me to tell someone that you broke the branch again?"

Everything in the academy is the property of the academy, and under this philosophy, the lame uncle is angry with the children who break the flowers and trees, and will always curse them as damned termites.

"You say, you say, who saw it!" Joe smiled a little wickedly, and his eyes fell on the book in Jack's hand, "but you must have stolen money, otherwise where would you get the money to always buy books?"

The value of books is very high, even if the pocket money that excellent students have, they can only accumulate the value of one or two books, and it is impossible to buy books often, three or four books a month.

Of course, Jack would not make such a stupid mistake, especially in the academy, where there are many eyes, and the book in his hand is often a book, only occasionally changing the book cover, and bullying the lame uncle does not know those words.

The principal and the teachers all know this, even the ones who are also excellent students, but they don't need to remind the lame uncle about this, Jack's popularity is not bad to that extent, except for some people who have nothing to do.

"I just prefer to go out and study, do you have any problem with that?"

Jack bets he doesn't know what he's telling the lame uncle, and that his mental powers will always be on guard at some point for ears that shouldn't be there, especially someone like Joe who hurts others and doesn't benefit himself.

Joe was very clever, he heard some implicit meaning, not to go out to buy books, but to go out to read, and he was angry, and his face was flushed, like an angry rooster crying: "Why can you go out, why can't you, why can't you! You sycophant, you must have done something, go and lick the soles of that old dog's feet!

He cursed, many words, maybe he didn't even notice himself, it was the lame uncle he learned, the "old dog" he hated the most.

Jack shook his head slightly, he didn't want to argue with him anymore, this kind of person will only believe the inferred truth he sees, the truth is, he is smart, the truth is not, it must be someone else who has covered it up, he is still smart.

He is indeed smart, observant, and knows how to reason, but his reason is nothing more, how to turn disadvantages into advantages, he has not yet learned, youth will always make him do something that he does not know what to do, jumping up and down, wasting energy.

Turning a deaf ear to those curses, Jack walked away quickly, and in the distance, he seemed to hear the scolding of the lame uncle, his ears were more agile than his legs and feet, and the result of the scolding battle was nothing to look forward to, and the clever Joe would flee as soon as possible, and he finally knew that he was on the weaker side.

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