It was a sweltering night, and the humid air was tinged with lukewarm heat. The starry sky and the bright moon were obscured by a thick mist, only a faint light in the dense fog, as misty and ethereal as the light through the bathroom glass. The Night's Watch University Marshall Main Fortress is like a giant beast, entrenched on the side of the annular crater, bathed in the hazy moonlight and mist.

In such a humid and sweltering early morning, I don't know how many people tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep. Many people think back to the gambling during the day and feel regretful for not being at the beginning. If his brain twitched at that time, his little hand shook, and Hao Song won, now it is estimated that he can wake up laughing when he falls asleep, right? The odds of 1 to 10 can simply make all gamblers crazy!

He secretly scolded the dealer of "Night Watchman's Chrysanthemum" in his heart, as well as Hao Song's-stirring stick, so that his liquidity was all wasted at once. I don't know if these people will come to the door together and cut Hao Song's Ding Ding into cubes after they know that Hao Song is the "Chrysanthemum of the Night Watchman"?

Like those insomniacs who lost money and could only tighten their belts to get by, Hao Song also suffered from insomnia. There are too many reasons for insomnia, such as not adapting to the climate, being too excited to win a lot of money, having been bitten by a rabbit and still hurting your fingers, not getting used to falling asleep on a taiga pine needle mattress in the cold zone, Edward escaping a catastrophe without pretending to be a rabbit, Su Rui needs to help herself and Edward collect genetic materials from the ancestors, and her honest father is actually one of the idealistic radical villains who wants to subvert the world order!

After the gambling fight, after Hao Song returned to his temporary residence, he used his computer to search for "idealistic radicals" on the night watchman's intranet, and the Zeus search engine came up with millions of results, and the first few were "Idealistic radicals are guilty of infighting!" "Descendants of careerists eat dogs!" "The crime of new enrollment is an upset defeat of the tyrant Edward!", and other news seem to confirm what Professor Gu Ding said from the side.

After Hao Song turned the page in horror, what appeared in front of him was earlier news: "The train collision in Poland in March 12 was found to be caused by the conflict between idealistic radicals and idealistic Orthodox churches. "After the withdrawal of US troops in Iraq began and the collapse of Saddam's idealistic radical dictatorship, all actors were treated with an ugly appearance!" "The night watchman squad attacked the leader of the idealistic radical faction of the Spanish 'ETA' organization, whose peripheral members have announced their renunciation of armed struggle. ”......

A series of international news that can be linked to mind cultivators seems to reveal the heinous sins of the radical wing among mind practitioners. Hao Song even found a popular science post for newcomers, and events from modern times to modern times that were explicitly related to the activities of radicals were exhibited.

From the restoration of feudal monarchs in modern times to the rise and fall of various cults, from Napoleon Bonaparte to Adolf Hitler. The entire history of mind cultivators is closely linked to the history of human war and civilization, and the face of idealistic radicals always appears as dictators, reactionaries, and conspirators...... And Hao Song's honest and honest father turned out to be one of them?

Hao Song was overwhelmed by what happened today, and the information he learned also made him dizzy, and he was still in a trance until he moved into his new room. Soaking in the white marble bathtub in a daze for nearly an hour, the water was cold before I woke up; lying on the mattress lined with pine needles in the Siberian taiga coniferous forest for 3 hours before I suddenly remembered that I forgot to wash my hair; I finished rubbing my hair indiscriminately, and when I came out wet and saw the laptop, I remembered that I was going to help Su Rui pay the medical down payment, 4500 credits!

This sense of absurdity, which was suddenly rich and poor, and then returned to the pre-liberation period overnight, mixed with the sudden strangeness of his parents, and the hostility of the majority of the academy, seemed to make him suddenly return to his childhood. Those nightmares that were buried deeply, the self full of anger and malice seemed to roar in his ears again......

Powerlessness and confusion filled Hao Song's mind, like drowning in a dream, no matter how hard he struggled, it seemed that it was always difficult to get rid of the suffocation. When everything you think is true is shattered, what is left of you? When the person you care about becomes strange or even leaves, do you still have the meaning of existence? Do you bravely explore like in the movie? Or bury your head in the sand like an ostrich? These questions make it difficult for the coward to breathe, and even the blue anchor of fate in his mind faintly flashes purple.

Just when Hao Song was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and the water dripping from his hair was dripping on the floor, there was a sudden "clang" loud bang! His door flew 30 centimeters in front of Hao Song's eyes like a cork when opening a champagne bottle, and then smashed through the window of the room and flew out of the window with a whistling.

Hao Song was frightened when the loud noise came, and shouted loudly: "Fuck!" Then the wind driven by the door flying over made him quickly shut up, and subconsciously shrank on the bed, and grabbed the quilt to block the flying window glass fragments. condensed the cowardice of the heart, and the subconscious reaction was quick and decisive, and it was no longer Wuxia Ameng. It's just that the surprise is still difficult to hide.

So when Edward Miero hurriedly entered the room, he saw Hao Song with wet hair, sitting on the bed with a frightened face, clutching the quilt in front of him......

Tyrant Edward was a little stunned for a while, and after the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Edward suddenly realized: "Ah! you just finished taking a shower? Sorry, sorry, I didn't see anything, don't worry...... I'll go out first!" Then without giving Hao Song time to react, he turned his head and went out resolutely.

Hao Song's sense of disobedience at this time was like watching a cartoon and suddenly hearing the opening song of Tokyo Hot. Secretly, this plot is not right! How can there be a feeling of recklessly smashing the male protagonist and breaking the female protagonist's bath! Lao Tzu is a man, hey! Edward, this guy is actually embarrassed to run away, and there is a hole in his brain! Author, what are you writing? Is a romance novel or a Tanmei novel? Do you still want to write a good book? Play me like this again, believe it or not, I'll die to show you!

While secretly cursing the high-dimensional creature that he didn't know existed, he quickly got up and chased it out. Finally, around the corner of the door, I saw Edward in a daze.

"Senior, you just ran a yarn! It's all big men!" Hao Song said shirtless, he was wearing a big beach pants, but he was very hooligan.

"Well, I saw you pulling the quilt just now and your brain twitched for a while, and I usually watched ......too many anime with Avril Lavigne," Edward certainly understood that the reaction just now was wrong, and explained embarrassedly.

"What about my door and window, senior?" Hao Song was unforgiving, and he didn't seem to see the loss just now.

"How much is that worth?" Professor Gu said in the afternoon that he wanted me to look at you, saying that you might find it difficult to accept...... Just now I heard the sound of dripping water in your room, and I thought that your kid had committed suicide by cutting his wrists, and I couldn't care so much about it in a hurry. Edward waved his hand, explaining with a look of joy on his face.

"Am I so unable to think about it? someone like me, no matter how sad I am, I won't want to die!" Hao Song didn't care at all, but he was very moved by Gu Ingot and Edward's concern in his heart. The discomfort just now seems to have faded a little.

"That's it, what hurdle can't be overcome? Don't worry too much about the affairs of our parents, we are living our own lives. Edward was stunned to say such a sentence, which made Hao Song a little surprised. Without waiting for Hao Song to taste the taste, Edward said: "This is what Su Rui said, I don't understand it very well." How does that vodka feel during the day? Would you like to have a few bottles together?"

Hao Songxin said that it was really not something he could say, and was reminded by Edward of the reason for drinking vodka to rinse his mouth, remembering the smell of rabbit mouth like a septic tank, he suddenly felt a little like vomiting. So he hurriedly said: "No need, senior, I don't drink ......"

"How can a man not drink? I tell you, drink when you're unhappy, and drink even more when you're happy! The best thing for a pure man is a strong vodka......" Edward talked about wine culture as he hooked his shoulders and pulled Hao Song away......

The observation deck on the roof of a four-story dormitory made of white boulders where Hao Song lives. Edward viciously chased away a couple, and then sat on the ground with Hao Song, facing the volcanic basin that loomed in the fog. Between the two men is a wooden crate made of boreal cedar wood, containing 12 bottles of Polish Spirytus rectified vodka wrapped in straw.

Hao Song had never drunk alcohol in his previous life, and he spit out the vodka in the afternoon after just rinsing his mouth, but the mellow taste and smell still made the cowards feel good about him. Although this sign seemed to be different from the afternoon, Hao Song still didn't think much about it. I heard that drunkenness can relieve a thousand sorrows, Hao Song wants to try it today.

"Do you know what we mind cultivators like to drink the most?" Edward asked, pulling out a bottle. Cut open the cap with a night card, sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and then showed a satisfied expression.

"I don't know... Is there anything else to say?" Hao Song was also attracted by a strong mellow fragrance, and the eyes of the dead fish were a little bright.

Edward grabbed Hao Song's hand stretched out to the wooden box and said, "Don't worry, this baby is the strongest wine in the world, with an alcohol concentration of 96%, and its nickname is the water of life, drinking it may kill you!"

"! Isn't 96 degrees pure alcohol? Can this thing be drunk?" Hao Song was obviously startled, such a high concentration of wine must be flammable and explosive, and the cowardice was a little weak.

"Since it's called wine, it's something that can be drunk! And this baby is also very suitable for us who are cultivating the mind. Edward affirmed, and then looked at the vodka in his hand with shiny eyes.

Hao Song only felt that Edward was like a terrorist with a homemade alcohol burner/flask, and the fanaticism in his eyes was exactly the same.

Edward unconsciously continued, "Do you know how ancient mind cultivators stimulated genetic evolution when the concentration of ambient energy was so low?...... Huh, why are you running so far?" Turning his head to look at Hao Song, this guy was almost 10 meters away from Edward.

"I'm not tired of it! I don't want to be so close to two flammable and explosive materials!"

["Women may cry, men may do what they want!" – Edward Miero]