When the torch came to its destination through gritted teeth, he saw Alan sitting on the float with a leisurely face and looking at the scenery.

"You're finally here." Alan greeted with a smile.

"You cunning guy, you cheat!" Torch angrily pointed at Allen's nose and yelled, "If you don't use your abilities, you won't be able to win against me." ”

"It's like you don't have the ability to use it." Alan shrugged his shoulders, "Willing to gamble and lose, thank you for your generosity." ”

"You ......" the torch pointed at Allen, and "you" couldn't say why for a long time, but Alan found that the color of the torch's flame-like hair was a little brighter.

The Inquisition College is a complex of wooden houses, the main building is three stories high, very similar to the wooden houses in the small town of Victoria, the walls are covered with magnificent lines, and the whole complex is not defenceless, not even the outermost wall, and even so, the wooden houses are built in an orderly manner, not at all messy.

Mr. Slim finally appeared, leading Alan and the bitter-looking torch towards the main building of the Inquisition.

"Looks like we're here too early." Mr. Slim looked at the empty hallway and said, "But that's okay, you can find a place first, and then listen carefully." ”

The three of them walked down the stairs to the large classroom on the third floor, which could accommodate a hundred people, and there was no figure in sight. Alan and Torch picked two seats in the back and sat down, although there was a little unpleasantness before, but when the two walked in here, they couldn't help but feel a little weak, and naturally sat together. Mr. Slim waved his hand, and left the two of them here and walked away.

The torch touched Alan with his elbow and whispered, "Hey, how long has it been since you went to school?" ”

Alan thought hard: "I don't seem to have really been to school!" ”

"To be honest, I went to school for a year, and you know that the outside world is messy, so it's better to learn more skills when you go to school. But what I hate the most is endorsement, I want to sleep when I read a book, and now I'm older and come to school again, isn't this looking for sin? Torch said with a bitter and bitter face.

"I'm okay to read, but I didn't really go to school, I grew up in the bounty team." Alan was also a little apprehensive, to say that when he was a child, he really wanted to study, but the conditions at that time did not allow it, Henry took him and his youngest son Jamie all the way, until the two children grew up and gradually stabilized. But at the moment, Alan doesn't want to study much, a month is enough time for him to do a lot of things, especially the power in the hands of Yincheng himself is the time to grow and develop, and in the dark, Raymond has been eyeing him, so if he really wants to calm down and study now, it will be more uncomfortable than killing him.

In this way, the two difficult brothers put aside their previous suspicions and naturally chatted together. From the conversation, the two found a lot of similarities, such as both of them love mechanics and like to delve into all kinds of mechanical gadgets. Both are orphans, Torch has been living on the streets since he was a child, and that year he went to school because of the private school founded in the town, but in the second year, because of the outbreak of the zombie virus, the whole town became a dead place.

Alan also learns that the abilities possessed by the torch do not belong to the category of viruses, which should belong to the radiation of some kind of biochemical substance. After the town was occupied by zombies, the torch fled and hid in an abandoned factory, but encountered a large number of zombies, and fell into the basement in a panic, fell into an unknown liquid petri dish, and fell asleep in it for nearly a year.

The cannonball tore apart the zombies and razed the abandoned factory where the torch was located, and the torch awoke with this strange power.

"What about you, I think your abilities are weird, and how do you do that kind of teleportation ability?" Torch was curious about Allen's abilities. As far as he knew, it was impossible for even the virus ability to exhibit such two abilities that were so different.

Alan didn't hide too much, he told the prototype virus he was infected, he ignored a lot of details, and just said that all the abilities he showed were because of the virus infection.

"To be honest, compared to your abilities, I'm a scumbag." Torch looked unwilling, "If I could be stronger, I would definitely have become famous a long time ago." ”

"And what have you been doing before you came here?" Alan couldn't help but ask.

"I'll do anything. But it's all alone, I'm a person who speaks more impulsively, I always offend the captain, I haven't been in several bounty teams for a long time, and no team is willing to ask me anymore, so I have to go out and do it alone, after all, I have to eat. Torch smiled, although he said it easily, Alan obviously felt the loneliness in the other party's tone.

"Anyway, I have a bounty team, and I just don't have a lot of manpower, if you don't have a place to go after graduating here, come and help me, right?" Alan said with a smile.

"Help?" Torch looked at Allen, and then asked, "Hey, the two of us were going to fight and kill just now, and now you're changing too fast, right?" ”

"It's a gentleman, don't be such a mother-in-law, just ask if you want to come, right?" Alan has figured out the temper of this torch, and you can't talk to him properly.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard this, the torch immediately glared: ", why don't you do it." I'm really determined to rely on you, and I'll go with you whether I graduate or not. ”

As the two were talking, the door of the large classroom was pushed open, and one by one, the probationary presiding judge rushed in. In an instant, Alan felt that the atmosphere in the entire classroom began to become oppressive. In his infected sight, these probationary presiding judges all exuded a blinding light, most of them were individuals infected by the virus, and a few belonged to the power of the torch that was obtained through special means.

Alan observed everyone, and in turn, these probationary presiding judges who had signed up early were also looking at Allen, and for a while, nearly a hundred eyes pressed over, and even the torch felt a huge pressure, on the other hand, Allen withdrew his gaze like no one else, quietly waiting for the arrival of the lecturer.

"Alan?"

A cold and excited voice sounded beside Allen, a tall and handsome man, with no trace of blood in his pale skin, and no blemishes in his handsome countenance, especially a brilliant golden curly hair combed into a ponytail at the back of his head, as dazzling as a burning golden sun. He was wearing a pitch-black tuxedo, full of gentlemanly style, and there was a hint of heat in his gaze when he looked at Allen.

Alan stood up: "You are?" ”

"You can call me Marcus!"