Chapter 1: The Fallen Night
Moe School Parkγ
Night, Principal's Office.
On the counter behind the headmaster's position, there is a book with a human face.
Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, and the prophecy book, which had originally closed its eyes, immediately opened its eyes, "Attention, attention, the strongest flame star is about to be born." β
But it's a pity.,It's already the middle of the night.,The students and teachers in the Meng School Park went to rest.,None of them heard what the prophecy said.γ
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Earth, China.
Date: August 12, 2018.
At noon, the sun hung high in the sky, and the temperature on the ground had reached about 45 degrees.
In front of the entrance of a high-end hotel, an emaciated figure was kicked to the ground by a middle-aged man with a beer belly, and then rolled out of the hotel's entrance.
The middle-aged man walked to the door, took out a few red tickets from the leather bag under his left armpit, and slammed them on the figure lying on the ground.
"You were fired by me, this is your half month's salary, with this money, how far you can roll for me. β
After the words fell, the middle-aged man turned around and walked towards the hotel without raising his head.
Looking at the few red tickets scattered in front of him, Yechen stood up from the ground, then picked up the tickets on the ground, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Alas, this is the one hundred and twenty-fifth job in the past six months, but I didn't expect that in the end, I was still fired by the boss. β
Raising his head, Yechen looked at the scorching sun above his head, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Heaven, earth, who have I offended, why is my life so miserable?"
"Goo~Goo......"
"Uh......", at this moment, a discordant voice sounded.
Yechen lowered his head, touched his shriveled stomach with his right hand, and shook his head helplessly, "Alas, let's find a place to fill my stomach first! β
After speaking, Yechen put a few tickets in his hand into his pocket and strode towards the small restaurant not far away.
As soon as I walked into the door of the small restaurant, a cool cold wind hit, "Hey, it's so cool!"
Walking to the ordering counter, he swept through the menus hanging on the wall, "Boss, bring me a fried rice with pork and a glass of chilled watermelon juice." β
When the boss, who was busy in the back kitchen, heard this, he immediately raised his head and greeted: "Okay, you can find a place to sit first! β
Yechen nodded, and then found a seat with a view of the outside and sat down.
After a short while, the boss immediately walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fried rice with meat and a glass of chilled watermelon juice.
Before coming to Yechen's position, the boss put down the things in his hand one by one, and then nodded with a smile, "Please use it slowly." β
After the words fell, the boss turned around and went back to the kitchen and continued to work on the things in his hands.
Looking at the watermelon juice with ice cubes in front of him, Yechen took a small sip and sighed: "Sure enough, in this hot weather, a glass of chilled watermelon juice is the most comfortable." β
Putting down the watermelon juice in his hand, Yechen was picking up the spoon to eat the fried rice in front of him when a sloppy white-haired old man walked in from outside.
"Kind boss, please give me something to eat! I haven't had a full meal in a week, please. β
Hearing this, the boss walked out of the kitchen again. Looking at the old man in front of him, he waved his hand impatiently and hurried out: "Go, go, why are you here again, didn't I say it? I am not a saint, I don't have any extra food for you, you should leave quickly! If you don't leave, be careful that I will beat you." β
After the boss finished speaking, he didn't forget to roll up the sleeves of his left and right hands, revealing his strong muscles.
When the white-haired old man saw the boss's muscular arms, he obviously shrunk his neck, revealing a very frightened look.
For some reason, Yechen saw a shadow similar to himself in this old man's body.
The white-haired old man is begging others to eat, but he is looking for a job: the white-haired old man is rejected by others, but he is fired by the boss: the white-haired old man......
Just when the white-haired old man was disheartened and was about to turn around and walk out of the restaurant, Yechen spoke.
"That white-haired old man, don't go out yet, I want to treat you to a meal. β
When the white-haired old man heard this, he immediately straightened his chest, turned his head, looked at Yechen and asked suspiciously, "You, you...... What you said is true, you want to invite me to dinner?"
Yechen smiled and nodded, "Yes, old man, I think we are destined, so I want to treat you to a meal." β
Turning his head, Yechen looked at the boss in front of him and stared, "Boss, please have two more fried rice, plus a glass of chilled watermelon juice." β
"This ......" The boss on the side couldn't help but be embarrassed when he heard this.
Looking at the boss's expression, Yechen shook his head helplessly, then took out two hundred yuan from his pocket, slapped it on the table and said, "Boss, except for the meal money for me and this old man, everything else here should be a tip, okay!"
"Tip?" Hearing this, the boss's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and put away the two hundred yuan on the table.
"Come on, come on, old man, please take a seat, please sit down, your fried rice will come soon, come right away......"
After the words fell, the boss hurriedly put the money in his pocket and walked to the kitchen without saying a word.
"Bell, bell......"
"Boom, boom......"
Suddenly, the sound of a spatula colliding with an iron pot immediately came from the kitchen.
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On the other side,Inside the Moe School Parkγ
A rush of sirens sounded, and the teachers who were grading their homework, the nurses who were checking their bodies, and the students who were in class immediately hurried to the phone booth.
"Warning, warning, there's a DarkClan invasion, there's a DarkClan invasion......"
"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"
A rapid telephone rang, and a white rain of smoke suddenly rose from the red phone booth.
In a few moments, the white smoke and rain cleared, and a group of dark armies dressed in black killer costumes and holding a small axe in their hands came into view.
At this moment, a middle-aged uncle with an owl standing on his shoulder walked out of the corner on the side.
Seeing the group of black-clothed people in front of him, Director Pa couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn, yes...... It's the Darkling. β
"Hmph, hateful quarks, today is your death day. β
The words fell,This group of dark armies immediately released their skills to the students of Meng School Park not far away.γ
"Blighting ......"
"Serial Blight ......"