Two days later, the holiday ends.

Dunant returns to civilian school.

"About Teacher Kong, I think everyone knows about it. This matter has passed, and the students should not talk about it anymore. The principal hereby assures you that the authorities will not hold anyone else accountable, and that you are also a blind and immature student and will not be punished in any way. Here I would like to give a special tribute to Mr. Dunan, who never participated in related activities during Mr. Kong's speeches. In this class, there are less than four people who can stay awake, and Du can be a role model for everyone. ”

After the principal finished speaking, all the students and tutors 'snapped'.

The applause was intense, but you could hear it, and it was all coping. In the class, there are many people who are sad and red-eyed.

When looking at Dunant.

The strange eyes of all 'not my race'.

As the number one disciple of Teacher Kong, the top student in the ancient literature class, he was once invited to be a genius in the ancient literature war song class of Baiquan City Higher College. Such a man of the moment actually 'betrayed' his mentor at the most critical moment. There was no word of solidarity, and the whole person disappeared without a trace.

Mr. Kong also tried his best to help him apply for the status of a recommended student of City College.

Ungrateful!

Looking at the eyes of his classmates, Dunant knew that he was innocently shot and received a big hat.

You just talk about it, Lao Tzu has successfully activated the fifth magic energy, I will talk nonsense...... Dunant secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say these words. Revealing a word, it is likely to be cut into meat slices and soaked in formalin antiseptic liquid. These little kids misunderstand, so it's a lot less troublesome.

"Everyone, be quiet."

The principal spread his wings with both hands, listened to the applause with satisfaction, and comforted: "The students can come to their senses, and the principal is very pleased." The establishment of the ancient language class will not be disbanded, and I have invited a new teacher to teach, so please rest assured. In addition, the President would like to announce a piece of good news. Some time ago, Mr. Kong's application for the recommended students of City College was considered by the authorities and decided not to interrupt. Dunan was once again invited by the war song class of the college of higher learning, which is gratifying. ”

"Bang Bang!"

The principal and tutors were smiling, and the students were with hatred, their hands snapped, and Dunant, who was a top student, was shot again.

The tutors thought: The talents who can enter the city high court in the school are glorious!

The students thought: A traitor can also enter a higher college, Nima has no reason!

Dunant was thinking: I'll it! What am I doing here, I'm just passing by the soy sauce ...... Although the soy sauce hit the blue starfish, Lao Tzu is still a pure and pure Chinese person, and the college of higher education is doing my. Qu Nimei's war song class is not just a group of pseudo-classical song and dance classes that advocate the beautification of 'invasion and colonization' all day long, and a scum group that has not entered the stream.

Whoever loves to go, who goes!

Lao Tzu doesn't wait!

"Headmaster." Dunan politely raised his hand and stood up, the whole aura was different, full of 'Ben Ye Xueba, three good students, four youths, five moral models', and said steadily: "This city recommends students, and students feel ashamed." The students failed to wake up in time, failed to prevent Mr. Kong from embarking on the road of no return, and blinded the classmates. As representatives of the ancient literature class, the students felt deeply guilty. As a civilian of the Blue Star Federation, he should not stay out of the bad things when he sees them, and he should do his best to do his social obligations and do his best to stop the bad things. As a commoner, the student is very unqualified in terms of morality, so ......"

Squeaky chirp, Rory gossipy.

Dunan spit out a bunch of tirades that he didn't even know the 'Strict Dictionary', and even he was shocked, and waved his innate 'Xueba Motive' to the maximum power, sweeping the audience unmatched.

At last.

A thousand words and one meaning: Lao Tzu is not going!

"Papapa......" The principal took the lead in applauding, wiping tears hypocritically, looking old and relieved.

No way.

Du Xueba is a genius in ancient literature, and if you want to say that you are guilty, you can't just say it. After singing praises of virtue and quoting scriptures, if the school forcibly sends this 'self-blame and self-guilty' student away and makes him miss the opportunity to atone for his rebirth, it will be a great crime against academics, anti-federation, and against humanity.

"Okay, good, Du's mind, this principal understands."

After another bunch of squeaks.

The principal's persuasion failed, and finally agreed to Dunant's wish to stay in school to atone for his sins, and continued to let him stay in the ancient literature class of the poor school.

Before leaving, the principal's eyes flashed with a sly light: Sample, in order to calm down the incident, the authorities have already made a quota customization. If you don't go, I don't want you to go. It's good now, the grandson of this principal will definitely be able to occupy a place to study in the city. Entering the city, there is a God-given opportunity, maybe one day a city citizen will be favored by a certain city citizen, and it is possible to choose a son-in-law and become a citizen.

Dunant caught a glimpse of the headmaster's eyes.

Instantaneously understood: Sample, do you really think Lao Tzu is stupid to read? The Thunder Demon can't even figure out Lao Tzu, and it's not a hundred times more dangerous to enter the city. What's more, Lao Tzu's living expenses have long been spent, so what can he take to live in the city. Grabbing that little bit is not enough to drink white porridge. Looking at your dog-like appearance, you think Lao Tzu doesn't know your mind. I definitely want to monopolize the quota of City College, pretend to be smart, and see if I can kill you.

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Dunant opened his book and formally learned about a different history.

Pre-Age of Magic.

Technology has reached an unimaginable position.

Semi-intelligent machines, spacecraft, genetic improvement, telecommunication, and even space folding technology...... These technologies bring endless convenience, but they also cause endless destruction. The human race desperately consumes resources, but never studies ways to regenerate them. It is better to spend a lot of money to find a new resource planet than to try to recycle half-used and half-wasted products.

In this technological era, most people have become 'lazy pigs'.

Semi-intelligent exhibition.

Robots have replaced human work in large numbers.

Education, medical care, manufacturing, transportation, cleaning and hygiene, some dead houses that are too lazy to go out, and even biochemical dolls that can replace ** and his wife are mail-ordered. With the exception of a very small number of special jobs, there is little need for human employees to reach out and work. The vast majority of people in the city live a comfortable life of clothes to stretch out their hands and food to eat.

Of course, this is not the case outside the city. The poor outside the city, who still live in a state of semi-abandonment in the dark.

Technology changes the fate of all mankind and allows everyone to live a happy life?

This is a slogan or not!

Don't take it too seriously!

Then, in this galaxy of scientific age, something that has nothing to do with science and technology suddenly appeared: magic energy!

An endless new energy source.

Scientists regard scientific knowledge as the 'realm of the gods', and any power that they cannot explain belongs to the sequence of 'demons'. But the powers who live like gods do not reject this demonic power. On the contrary, they believe that it is a gift from the gods to mankind, a wonderful gift for humans to 'turn into gods'.

Human beings opened magic energy, not for the benefit of the public, but for the first time: war!

Subsequently.

A new round of social change has been set off quickly.

Magic energy is like a key, opening a new 'door to war' for the intelligent life races of the interstellar sea. No one is grateful to be able to receive this 'infinite and infinite' energy. All of them have the same mind: if we have magical power, our armed forces will be stronger; With magical energy, our aggression is faster; With magical power, our colonies will be even larger.

Demonic energy is our strongest weapon.

God-given weapons of war.

As a result, the insatiable greed** made the intelligent races in the entire star universe regard this new 'energy' as the treasure of aggression and colonization, and began to compose round after round of galactic war records and write one hero biograph after another.

The only constant: the rich are blessed, the poor are poorer!

Dunant read the current situation. Power has become the dominant mainstream, and laws and regulations have become a joke.

In this era of magical energy, combat effectiveness represents the status of the individual. Colonizing planets is easier to occupy, natural minerals are opened faster, societies are more prosperous, and the lower classes are still living in the last days. If in the past, poor people lived a life of 'pigs and dogs', now ...... They're 'as'.

The next day.

When a new mentor arrives, he immediately rejects the previous teacher's idea of 'free thought'.

"The four great magical energies of wind, fire, water, and earth are an unchanging and eternal sequence. I don't know what the previous Guru told you, but this Guru is very clear to you: there is no fifth kind of magic in the world. If you open any textbook for junior high school and senior high school, the third sentence printed on it is this truth. You are very young and it is normal to have new ideas. However, we must not go down the wrong path because of cranky thoughts. ”

In the heart of the new guru.

Free thinking is the same as cranky thinking. Students should keep federal academic knowledge in mind and not have any whimsical ideas.

"We don't live well because we don't work hard enough, and it's not the responsibility of the Federation. Or you think that the Federation is rich, but you don't think that the Federation needs a lot of war logistics and a lot of money to research new weapons. At the same time, we were able to live safely thanks to the protection of the federal army. Without the protection of the Federation Army, we would have been invaded by the Beasts or Inhumans long ago, and even the Alien Zerg could ruin our lives. ”

"If it wasn't for the Federation to invade their homeland, how could they come for revenge?"

Muttered in a low voice, a retort came from the corner.

"Who? It's you ......" The new mentor roared angrily, "Stand up." How to speak, something that is not grateful. Without the development of the Federation, where would your affluent life come from? Stand in the back and lift your table. Stand until the end of class, ungrateful dog thing. ”

"We've got a fart rich." In the corner, a strange sound was heard again.

"Who?"

This time, the new mentor's ears weren't bright enough. However, a thin tall pole slowly stood up, lifted the table, raised it above his head, and automatically stood in the back row of the classroom, and was punished safely.

The corners of the new mentor's mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak. This group of ungrateful untouchable students is really too difficult to educate.

That's right!

"Where's the class representative?" The new mentor thought of an important person, a pawn to suppress the bad elements. Habitual means, the tutor can't bluff the scumbags, so he mobilizes the 'royal vicious dog' to bite people. The class representative of the civilian academy is the big killer weapon for the tutor to punish disobedient students.

Members of the class.

You look at me, and I look at you.

And then...... At the same time, he pointed to a guy sitting in the back row, a snoring and sleeping guy. The face said: This is the representative of the ancient literary class, the royal vicious dog in your imagination. Although, he's a little different from what you'd expect. However, there is no doubt that he is really a class representative.

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