Saturday.

Another hot morning.

Although the War College does not hold classes on weekends and does not require students to be on campus, there are many competitions related to credit points that are scheduled for weekends, so there are still many students in the War College even if it is not a school day.

As usual, they will also put their name tags on the class wall to show their school situation.

One of the most important jobs of Guanglu at the War College is to check the attendance of each class. In the past three years, rain or shine, this has become a habit for him.

It is precisely because of this that although there is no need to count the number of people in the school today, Guanglu still habitually stands in front of the class wall and watches everyone's attendance.

In front of Guanglu is the class wall of the Silver Moon Class.

No way, who asked them to meet at the school gate, and the closest to the school gate is here.

To be honest, whenever it was the turn of Guanglu to count the number of people in their own class, his mood was quite complicated. Because this class hardly has a full team when they don't talk about it, the class style is bad, and it always reminds him of the annoying guys in the class.

Guanglu is an orphan who grew up in a monastery since he was a child, and he naturally became a monk from a very young age. It's a pity that the monastery is weakening year by year, and gradually, there are no more people. By the time Guanglu was twelve or thirteen years old, there were no young people in the monastery, and some of them were all old men.

Although the monastery gradually became deserted, Guanglu still liked the laid-back and warm atmosphere of the monastery, after all, this was the place where he spent his childhood. Not to mention, there are also abbots and elders who have always loved him.

It's just a pity that happy times are always short-lived.

Gradually, the abbot grew old and could no longer walk.

The old abbot understood that staying in the monastery all the time had no future, and he felt that Guanglu should not stay with them all the time, and should also have his own life and friends. So with the sum of the old abbot and the elders, Guanglu received an admission letter from the War College.

Go ahead! It's not good to stay with us old guys all the time. It's time for you to get out there and see it for a long time.

The old abbot said.

Don't always worry about our old things, you should also have your own friends, some friends of the same age.

The old abbot said again.

So, with a little longing and a little apprehension, Guanglu stepped into the gate of the War College.

At first, Guanglu did come to the War College with hopes and illusions. But gradually, he found that the people here were not the same as he imagined.

He was assigned to the Silver Moon Class, the most complicated place in the War School. Everyone has an established small group, and they only have a face-to-face and heart-to-heart relationship with each other, which makes Guanglu feel a little disappointed.

The aristocracy is a circle.

The country of streams is a circle.

The Land of Celestial Glows is a circle.

Civilians are also a circle.

But Guanglu couldn't squeeze into a circle.

This also means that Guanglu has no friends.

He was still the same as before, still alone.

This is also an important reason why Guanglu went to check the attendance of the class, he wanted to find something to do, and he didn't want to make himself seem too lonely.

Since taking over this job, Guanglu's life has indeed become a lot more fulfilling. Occasionally, I bumped into other people in the class, such as the master trio, and they would say hello to Guanglu or something.

But Guanglu still hates this collective.

In fact, Guanglu often thinks that if he hadn't entered this class at the beginning, then his life would probably not be what it is now, right?

If he was just assigned to an ordinary class, then Guanglu might also have the opportunity to fight side by side with his classmates, instead of being like now, in order to graduate smoothly and get those credit points, he could only be alone, physically and mentally exhausted in the never-ending competition.

Sure enough, no matter how many times you look at them, these names are annoying.

Guanglu couldn't help but think like this when he looked at the names of the students who arrived at the school today.

If there was no Moses in the class, the atmosphere would be much better than before, right?

If there was no noble prince like Rand in the class, everyone wouldn't be so depressed, right?

If there weren't troublemakers like the master trio in the class, the attitude of other classes towards Silver Moon would be much easier, right?

If......

It's a pity that all this only exists in Guanglu's imagination.

At this time, the others also came to the meeting place one after another.

Xiu was the third to arrive, and the last to arrive was Roland and Gray, who had now lived together.

Xiu took a look, and everyone was there, and they were members of their research and investigation team.

And the purpose of their gathering today is to complete the team work.

Because Gray and Xiu joined halfway, they weren't very clear about the group's investigation, so Guanglu talked as he walked and gave them a general introduction to their group.

Although this group survey is not a compulsory course, once you complete it, you will have 5 credit points to earn. Therefore, this course is basically something that no one will give up.

After all, it is much easier for the average student to earn 5 credit points from here than to get credit points from a competition. And such a course, once a year, only in a different form. So most of the people will choose to participate.

In this case, the basic 150 points, and the practical course once a year for three years will account for 5 points, for a total of 15 points. In this way, in order to achieve the 170 points required for graduation, you only need to earn 5 additional credit points.

Of course, there are some talented ones, such as the master trio. Their credit points had already risen above 170 points, and they could have chosen not to take such a course. But because the course was graded in the form of essays, and the three of them liked the written form of things, they all participated.

Xiu's group decided to study the topic of "Research on the Fraud Methods and Effectiveness of Street Scammers."

As soon as Xiu heard this title, he became a little less calm: Isn't this himself?

However, Xiu also immediately understood the reason why these people came to him in the first place: it turned out that this was the content of their investigation!

"Why are we studying this kind of content, it's boring?" Xiu asked a little embarrassed.

"Do you think we want to, isn't it safe to be safe, and it can't be implemented if it's too difficult to operate." Guanglu explained helplessly.

But how can you be sure that a street prophet must be a liar? If you come across a true prophet, wouldn't you be mistaken? Xiu asked again.

"It's easy, you'll know right away." The petite girl, Lulu, pointed to a stall not far in front of her and said very confidently.