"This is Kassel?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Lu Mingfei, Zero, and Professor Guderian stood in a column.

Behind them is the school gate carved in pig iron, and they put on a warm attitude with open hands.

In front of them, castle-like buildings spread out like scrolls, crimson cobblestone paths and green lawns hugging each other, soaking in the early morning sun. Not far away, doves rise and fall on the spire of the church, their white wings cutting the sunlight into pieces and discarding them haphazardly on the white walls.

"That's right." Professor Guderian nodded, "How about Mingfei, do you feel the cultural atmosphere of our school?" ”

"I feel it." Lu Mingfei also nodded, "It's almost time to start, and there is no one in the school, so it's really quite cultural." ”

"Don't care about these details, haha!" Professor Guderian smiled enthusiastically, and he waved his hand, quite a little spirited, "As long as you can enroll in the school, these are all trivial!" ”

Hey, hey, hey, are you talking about people? When the other students hear about it, they're going to knock you out for meningitis! Lu Mingfei was a little speechless.

Guderian had already said these words more than once, as if to brainwash himself.

After getting off the train, Masashi Toyama disappeared with his suitcase, and Fingal's guy disappeared with a Coke, leaving only Professor Guderian and the two freshmen who volunteered to be a tour guide.

But the problem is that this tour guide is extremely incompetent, and instead of introducing any attractions along the way, he has been chattering about his own training plan.

"You think this church is good, right? I just happened to talk to you about our training plan... ”

"Mingfei, you see that the weather is good, right? I was going to talk about this training plan ... ”

"When we arrived at the school gate, we just happened to talk about our training plan by the way...

I went here as a matter of course ... Where did you come from as an insurance salesman?

"Sounds like a good plan, but I have a slight opinion." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "Forget about Tai Chi, right?" ”

"How can you forget it?" Professor Guderian's eyes widened, "I know that students from China may not pay much attention to sports, but as our S-level, you have to be well-rounded!" And isn't Tai Chi exactly the Chinese martial arts? Even I, a foreigner, know gossip, and it must be no problem to think that it is not your talent! ”

"I'm not afraid that Tai Chi is too difficult... Lu Mingfei sighed with a complicated expression, "I'm afraid of who will be beaten into gossip when the time comes... ”

"Wait, wait, you used the wrong word, right? Can people still gossip? Professor Guderian had a look on his face.

"yes." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Break it into eight pieces and hang it on the wall, referred to as gossip." ”

Professor Guderian only felt a mouthful of old blood in his throat, blocking all the enthusiasm on his face.

He felt his temples pound, powerlessness beating against his heart like a tidal wave, but there was still a smile on his face.

He looked at the lazy guy with messy hair in front of him, and thought to himself, why is there so much nonsense about this thing? This is also called gossip? Is the alias of Taijiquan too urgent? Or eight pieces to hang on the wall? Are you the Schwarzenegger who came to hang bacon!

He was so angry that he wanted to give Lu Mingfei a little bit of respect and respect, okay? The old man also studied Chinese!

"Ming Fei..." Professor Guderian struggled to put on a serious expression.

He felt that he couldn't let Lu Mingfei go like this. Ming Fei is undoubtedly a genius, a real genius, an undoubted S-class.

But because of this, he has to take on the responsibility of a professor, and he absolutely can't tolerate Ming Fei's talent being squandered like this!

The mournful sound of sirens suddenly swept through the air, like a roaring ghost. Professor Guderian snorted, his face stiffened, as if he had been stabbed with an ice pick from behind.

"What's going on? Monsters appeared? Aliens have invaded? Pokémon out of the cage? Lu Mingfei looked around.

"It's too late to explain!" Professor Guderian looked solemn, "Let's find an office to hide in first!" ”

But it's too late!

Amid the cacophony of sirens, a crowd of men dressed in black combat uniforms and armed with M4 guns emerged from the building in front of them.

They were menacing, with murderous characters clearly written on their faces, and they walked in a posture as if they were ready to draw their guns and shoot at any time.

And a group of people in crimson combat uniforms rushed out of the church in the distance, with the same posture and the same expression.

In the blink of an eye, this silent academy turned into a battlefield, and every corner was filled with war.

The deafening sound of gunfire almost drowned out the sirens, and the familiar smell of gunpowder filled the air, making Lu Mingfei almost think that he was back on the battlefield of World War II.

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei turned his head and glared at Guderian, "Our medical insurance can be used now?" ”

"It must be the student council president, that bastard! It's not time yet, but they actually started! Professor Guderian covered his ears and roared, "If he chooses my class, I will make him look good!"

As he said this, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet entered his body with a huge kinetic energy, and blood splattered out.

Professor Guderian looked down at the bullet holes in his body and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder with difficulty.

"Your course list... Be sure to fill it out... Remember to choose Tai Chi... ”

Lu Mingfei sighed, nodded helplessly, and couldn't help but start to wonder if the professors in Kassel would all have this virtue?

It's just a matter of filling out a course selection list, do you think this is paying party dues!

He took Zero's little hand, dodged into the narrow passage, and found a place for the wall to squat.

The ballistics were staggered, the murderous bullets whizzing over their heads, and the white walls were riddled with potholes and filled with pools of sunlight. Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were a little blurry, as if he was listening to an interesting concert.

This voice is a sand eagle, with a caliber of 0.44 inches... This sounds like M4A1, using an H2 buffer... This sound is a little familiar, it sounds like a Barrett M82A1?

Wow, it seems that these guys are quite good at playing, and they even have sniper rifles!

He grinned, a silent, fierce smile at the familiar sound of gunfire.

His post-war syndrome was about to recur, and no one knew what Lu Mingfei had experienced in just two weeks, and the flow of time in the outside world during the study space and trials was basically static.

"What do we do next?" The girl asked.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw Zero sitting beside him, looking at him quietly with his head raised.

The sunlight hovered around, making her look like a doll in a display case.

A doll immersed in sunlight with sparkling eyes.

Lu Mingfei was subconsciously a little shocked, thinking to himself, why did you sit down? What about your cleanliness? This guy is broken, right? But an inexplicable sense of familiarity blocked his complaints.

He felt like he had had a dream like this many years ago, in which the flames were raging all around, and the fiery red steel frame reflected the blood-like sky. Everything exuded a scorching and deadly aura, like the collapse of the grand past.

The girl's limbs were slender, her little face was dirty, like a lost puppy, and her eyes were very dark and dull.

She looked like she was dying, but she still held him tightly, like a desperate person, and she would not let go of the stone in her hand even if she was covered in bruises.

Because that's the only thing she has left.

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood something. He always thought that he had zero cleanliness, so he would put a blanket on the sofa.

But now he suddenly realized that this was not the case.

Zero did this not out of cleanliness, but out of vigilance. For this girl, everything in this world is worthy of vigilance, which is why she carries that thin mat everywhere she goes, stubbornly separating herself from the world, as if only then can she be at ease.