It's another morning.

The sun was just the right amount of gold to cast a golden glow over the entire Kassel Academy, and some of the early students had finished their breakfasts and walked down the cobblestone paths, while the burly former Special Operations Force workers were busy mending the scars inflicted on the buildings by yesterday's day of freedom—though they seemed a little unsure of where to start.

And Lu Mingfei, an S-level student with the highest bloodline among the students of the entire academy, was hurrying towards the library with two big panda eyes and a piece of bread in his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Under the surprised or laughing eyes of many high-end elite students, Lu Mingfei, a waste of firewood in sports, ran like a dog and finally rushed to the examination room before the start of the 3e exam.

"Yo, hello panda~"

As soon as he crashed into the classroom on the second floor, Nono, who was sitting on the table dangling his legs, caught his eye. She squinted at this wolf guy and shrugged her shoulders: "Presumably, those who have great expectations for you, an S-class student, will probably be disappointed to grandma's house when they see you like this." ”

"Ahh......h

Lu Mingfei could only laugh a few times, and by the way, he carefully licked a few remaining breadcrumbs from his mouth.

However, after staring at him for a while, Nono suddenly jumped down from the table lightly, put his hands on his clothes, and began to tidy them up gently and earnestly.

A unique aura and warmth came to his face, a few strands of hair gently brushed his cheeks, and almost as soon as he lowered his head, Lu Mingfei would touch her head. The people who think about it day and night are close at hand, and the itchy feeling in my heart is really irresistible.

Hawkers, although, Lu Mingfei's whole person is completely frozen now.

"Well, it's barely presentable now." Nuno frowned and was still a little dissatisfied, this familiar critical look couldn't help but remind him of the declining literary club graduation party, and she came to the rescue like an angel with a sword in her hand, shining brightly.

"This is your thank you for avenging me~"

He patted him on the shoulder again, as if he were inspecting his little brother, and then turned to leave.

Her temperament and style are very consistent with the name of "Little Witch", but after doing this somewhat ** move, it seems that nothing happened, leaving Lu Mingfei alone and standing in place stupidly, constantly replaying the scene just now in his mind.

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Time is like an old song, and when you think about it occasionally, you will have an inexplicable touch.

Mercer walked slowly down the campus path, and in the rare way, he was not doing various combat training simulations, or calculating some elaborate plans for the plot in his memory, but was simply enjoying this leisurely time.

Seriously calculated, he spent a total of nearly half a year in the world of the Dragon Prequel series, and then spent another three years of school life before the start of the Dragon One plot, which didn't seem to add up enough for him to graduate from the original World University. However, the grandeur of what he has done can be said to be beyond the reach of countless people in a lifetime.

plotted to destroy a military base in Miè, confronted several fighters head-on, singled out N low-level Deadpools and many high-level Deadpools, and finally confronted [Odin], and was shot into the soul......

Although, these are not so much to be proud of, after all, this body of the black light virus is just the great existence that I don't know why the brain is open, and that somewhat strange system is given.

[Tick - This system reminds the host that the brain hole of the great being zài does not suddenly open wide, because the brain hole of the great being zài is always the largest.] Also, this system is not strange at all, just want to be a quiet and good system. ］

It's rare that the system hasn't spoken for months.

'Uh...... Are you complaining? It can't be a malicious sale, right? ’

Mercer happened to be idle, and there was no one else around, so he simply sat on the lawn on the side and communicated with the system in his head.

[Tick - The host still retains some humor cells, which the system applauds.] ］

On this note, it seems that my humor and comic spirit have indeed lost quite a bit? ’

Thinking back a little, Brother A has never laughed since he killed the original form, killing a large number of enemies along the way from the beginning to the end, and the original gentle character has turned into tyranny, and even his sister Dana Mercer is very afraid.

As for the torture and killing of the original form, Uncle Ludan's always angry expression and his style of killing all the way to the past are simply no more cruel than him......

As for himself, he really doesn't seem to joke anymore.

[Tick - The host does not need to worry too much, after the professional evaluation of the system, this change is conducive to the host's actions and wishes. ］

'I wish I could~'

Mercer shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he had been feeling good since he came into this world anyway - the days of the genetic conflict and the bloody collapse did not count.

The sage Heraclitus once said, "None of the beings in heaven and earth stand still, and all things flow endlessly." The change has already begun, and it has become more angular as time passes, and all he has to do is to push the little bit he wants to change off the trajectory under the polish of time. During his second high school year in three years, he fundamentally changed the development of Chen Wenwen's related events.

However, this is only the beginning, his hard crowbar has only just been inserted into the crack, and the real force has not yet begun. Once it starts, it must be like Archimedes' fantasy to pry the earth.

'Also, system, is there anything I need to pay attention to or limit my actions now?' ’

[Di - The restrictions in the prequel world are only due to the fact that the world composition is not stable enough, and this problem has been perfectly fixed for now.] Compared to this, isn't the host worried that the time for the 3e exam is already very close? ]

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3e exam, full name, pedigree assessment exam. It's a must-take exam for admission, and because it determines your ancestry, it determines your entire life at the Kassel Academy and beyond.

Zero quietly pushed open the door and sat down in a random spot.

She was also wearing a Kassel Academy uniform, except that she took off her long-sleeved jacket and hung it on a chair, revealing a low-necked white T-shirt she was wearing underneath.

The curve of the neck is like a smooth stream, until the slightly skinny collarbone stops; The skin is clear and transparent, and the pale blonde hair is like an enamel gold filigree.

All the students in the classroom waiting for the exam to begin were amazed by her beauty, and the whispers became even more inaudible - and she just glanced around the room without focus, then sat up straight and stared at the air.

In her eyes, the 3e exam is just a form of passing motion, and there is such a thing as bloodline, if you really want to assess, zero has the confidence to be much higher than the S level. Or without bursting blood.

It's just that she still hasn't forgotten how her bloodline came about, and she doesn't think it's a good and useful thing. If there is any usefulness, it is to make her less vulnerable and prone to death, and less resistant and afraid of death.

Heavy snow, ice, whistling terror, black figures completely hidden in the explosions and smoke, treacherous whispers and golden eyes.

Time passed little by little, and Zero felt a familiar but not so powerful aura - that should be Lu Mingfei, right? Or is it another form of Zero?

She didn't look back. What Zero had done to her back then didn't seem excessive, on the contrary, even though the man was no longer there, Zero still insisted on the terms of the deal, and finally paid the price of making her his subordinate a place to stay and the necessary care. However, this does not mean anything, because no one on both sides knows that she can survive alone.

Just like the poppy that blooms in the Arctic, it will survive tenaciously regardless of whether it is in full bloom or withered.

But often nostalgic for the past, that's a habit only old people have, right? Zero blinked slightly, not stopping the upwelling of the yellowed but still clear fragments of memory.

Only in the end, a black figure was pieced together in her mind, the person she had never been able to understand

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