Chapter 4 Homelessness, begging to be taken away

Jurassis College, Logistics Office.

"Teacher, you must be mistaken!"

Youmeng's mood is quite bad at the moment.

It was not even less than the mood of summoning a salted fish origin spirit at the registration office before.

"This classmate, I've already told you three times. I'm showing that I don't have your dormitory allocation, and you don't have any new student supplies to pick up. ”

Pushing her glasses, the middle-aged female teacher in the logistics office repeated impatiently, "And the resource allocation and treatment of the special enrollment are all notified by the personnel who specially recruited you." ”

Youmeng's previous premonition at the station has really become a reality, and the so-called sincerity of the gray suit has indeed forgotten to pay the final payment, and it is a very important final payment.

There are no accommodation arrangements, no freshman gift packages, and no after-sales service.

Her special recruitment quota through the back door is really just a special recruitment quota.

Watching the surrounding students happily go to the dormitory to settle down one by one with their college uniforms and stationery, Yu Meng was in a hurry, not only did he sleep on the streets, but he didn't even have to wear clothes!

"No, teacher, if you do well, you will demote me to an ordinary ......"

Youmeng used her exquisite ventriloquism, grinding and soaking for a long time, and the middle-aged female teacher finally regressed, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay." After serving you, if you insist on receiving an additional freshman material, you can buy it with a credit card as a freshman who is not authenticated. ”

"No problem, how much is ......"

Youmeng responded boldly, and the problems that can be solved with money are not a problem. After all, she didn't save the savings of this body, and she didn't feel distressed at all when she squandered it.

Hmmm, ouch...... Bank card ...... Wait, where's my bank card?!

She looked up in confusion, she had a new identity!

Youmeng suddenly realized an extremely terrifying and sad problem, the savings and monthly relief money under the original identity were counted as dead people, and then they were hacked like this? Hacked?

A student ID card at the beginning, and all the equipment and materials depend on explosion? Even if it's greedy to play Blue Moon, it can be experienced for three minutes, why is the game experience so bad!!

Wait a minute! Soul light, this is not a game!!

The girl suppressed the roar in her heart and pretended to grope around her body. Then he raised his head a little shyly and embarrassed, blinked innocently, and asked weakly in a tone of pity that I saw: "Huh, that, can you take credit?" ”

Secret skills are launched - cute and mixed to pass the level.

"Hehe→_→" The middle-aged female teacher looked at the drama spirit in front of her expressionlessly, and her patience was finally exhausted.

She is now at least ninety percent sure that this is another special student who has encountered boredom to experience life.

"Well, I don't have time to play games with you. Don't delay the time of the students in the queue at the back. With a grim face, the middle-aged female teacher pushed the triangular frame to repel mosquitoes, and waved her hand lightly.

A soft force enveloped Yumeng, and she was lifted out of the building and thrown under the steps.

"Hey, can't you listen to someone explain it? At least send me a school uniform! Soul light! ”

Yumeng got up and turned around and threw herself towards the logistics building with her teeth and claws.

However, it was as if an invisible air barrier had appeared in the open door of the logistics office, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not step up the steps.

"Don't waste your efforts, you're marked and forbidden to enter."

There was a chuckle from the side.

As she spoke, Antoneva took three steps up the steps without hindrance in order to verify what she had said.

"Look." Antoneva turned around and looked at Yumeng condescendingly, shrugged his shoulders and said with a serious face: "It seems that you have pushed that teacher's patience to the limit." Contact your recruits and let the school take care of it, or you'll be left alone on the streets. ”

"The one who recruited me, I don't know, I can't be contacted at all. On the bright side, maybe dead, right? ”

As soon as this stubble was mentioned, Youmeng became a thick resentment. If she can find a gray suit, why would she come to the logistics office to grind it for so long?

"Huh? As for your family, it's good to send you money for temporary resettlement. ”

Family...... Is it?

The cute action that was clumsily trying at the bottom of the stairs stalled.

"They...... They are in an unreachable, far, far away place. ”

I thought it was finely adjusted, but when I mentioned it, I couldn't help but think about it.

Raising his head, his cute gaze crossed Antonieva and looked at the clouds in the distant sky, and his eyes appeared in a trance.

Counting the time, it seems that I have just been in this world for a week today. According to custom, today is her first seventh, but unfortunately her soul will not be able to return home.

I don't know how my parents are now, and whether my brother can comfort his parents.

"Oh, it's far away. Then forget it. ”

The staircase softened the gaze of the senior sister, and this attachment was full of sorrow, which she was all too familiar with, just as she had thought of her family.

It's like seeing myself who came to the gate of the academy alone three years ago.

"What are you going to do next? It doesn't look very rosy. Antonieva put away the smiling expression on her face, looked at the girl at the bottom of the stairs and asked seriously.

The girl's face fell directly, not to mention that she was not optimistic, everything has not been going well these days, and it is terrible.

With a wry smile, Youmeng hung her head and said, "I haven't thought about it for the time being, maybe I'll go to the check-in point and ask again." ”

As she spoke, she suddenly felt someone gently touch her head.

Huh? She looked up in surprise.

"Now, little salted fish." Antoneva rubbed Yumeng's head again, and it felt good.

She smiled slightly, "Although my house is not big, it is still free, if you really don't have nowhere to go, you can make do in the living room." ”

There will be times in a person's life when they feel like they see the door of the angel open.

On this day, when Youmeng thought she was the most decrepit, she felt that she had finally seen an angel.

But the only fly in the ointment is that the angel seems to have a bit of a problem with what she calls her.

- Small! Salty! Fish!?

Out of the inviolable dignity of the traverser, Yumeng felt that it was necessary for her to correct this terrible mistitle.

"Sister Antoneva, my name is Youmeng, not a little salted fish."

"But your Origin Spirit is just a little salted fish. I've seen them all. ”

Antoneva squinted happily and jumped down the steps lightly.

"My origin spirit body is not a salted fish, it is actually a very powerful world, and the spirit measurement just now is not accurate."

"Well, I believe you. Little salted fish, you are the best~"

Coaxing a child like a child, Antoneva beckoned, motioning for Youmeng to follow.

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Tired. Can you still listen to people well?

"Little salted fish, don't be in a daze, turn a corner."

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Antoneva hummed a tune out of tune, her round-toed shoes stroking briskly on the gravel road of the schoolyard, her long chestnut hair swaying from side to side, and apparently brought a small animal home, which put her in a good mood.

The afternoon sun shone on her clean side face, and a thin layer of fluff was clearly seen dyed with a golden halo. As if a kind of magic, the uneasiness and worry in Youmeng's heart disappeared in an instant.

Youmeng was slightly stunned and forgot to refute.

Forget it, traversers don't need dignity in the first place.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, shook his head, and quickened his pace to follow.

No matter how you say the daily life of living with a strong college sister, it is much better than the script of a penniless underage girl sleeping on the street in a strange city.

It seems that this day is not too bad either.