The Midland flight landed at Chicago International Airport steadily, and under the guidance of the "Kassel College Admission Guide" distributed by Norma, they took more than a dozen subway stops in succession, and Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang arrived at the Chicago train station safely.

Wasting time is a shameful act.

During the waiting time for the transportation, Lu Mingfei was meditating and praying, and Chu Zihang was also adapting to this kind of pious ritual that calmed his mind.

……

"There is no CC1000 express train on the train timetable, and the staff on duty at several stations have not heard of this express train."

Chu Zihang was holding a Burger King's paper bag in one hand and a magnetic card ticket in the other, and the black ticket was painted with a pattern of giant trees with lush branches and leaves in silver.

Their magnetic card tickets did pass through the ticket gates, but after a night of waiting, the so-called CC1000 express train still didn't show up.

Fortunately, the Chicago train station is as magnificent as a church, and the night is quiet and beautiful, so it is not too bad to stay here for one night.

"Wait, maybe we can come today...... Thank you. ”

Lu Mingfei took the steaming pastrami burger from Chu Zihang's hand and couldn't wait to take a big bite.

Then a face of happiness and intoxication.

"You're welcome."

Chu Zihang took a sip of hot milk and realized that his "brother" enjoyed all kinds of delicious food very much.

However, he didn't ask too much about the various mysteries on the other party, and the two of them just kept a delicate distance.

But I have to admit that there is indeed a sense of security next to this brother who is one or two years younger than me.

Chu Zihang has also been encouraging himself in his heart to become familiar with the battle as soon as possible, so that he can really fight side by side with Lu Mingfei and fight back to that stormy night together.

"Can Uncle enjoy stuttering?"

A pair of candlelit eyes suddenly appeared, staring at the burger in his hand.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and looked at the tall and burly young man in front of him.

The face buried in the head of the chicken nest and the beard can be regarded as handsome, and the dark green checkered shirt and draggy sprinkling pants are wrinkled and dirty, and I don't know how long it has not been washed.

"I have another one here, you can take it and eat it."

Before Chu Zihang stretched out his hand, Lu Mingfei smiled gently and handed over his second burger.

"Uncle! No! Angel! You're such a good guy here! ”

The young beggar burst into tears of excitement and devoured it.

“…… Are you a student at the Kassel Academy? ”

Chu Zihang listened to the other party's fluent and smooth Chinese that even had the taste of Beijing films, and suddenly asked.

When the beggar heard this, he was shocked.

He looked up, tears welling up in his eyes:

"O dear! I've finally found you! ”

……

After four hamburgers and two cups of coffee, Fingal von Frings raised his arms and shouted:

"Good! Resurrected! ”

"When does the CC1000 train usually come?"

Chu Zihang looked at this "informal" German man and asked.

"I'll have to see this......"

Fingal pulled out a crumpled start table from his satchel with the school emblem of the Half-Decayed World Tree:

"Ah...... I'm afraid we'll have to wait two days for this. ”

"Two days?"

"There's no way about this, future junior brother, this car only has people waiting for the car, and there is no car waiting for people."

"The academy is in the mountains, so if you don't take this, you can only take a helicopter."

Fingal said helplessly.

"Why doesn't the Chicago train yard have a timetable for this train?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"This train is specially approved by the Chicago government, and the feeder train departs irregularly, and the last conductor who knows it has just died."

Fingal didn't care, "Anyway, I'm used to it, if it's a high rank, the mentor will send a car to pick it up, and it's still the VIP channel......"

Unless the CC1000 Express is a RAND raider, Lu Mingfei is not interested in any special car or VIP.

He stared at the scruffy but sturdy German man, his gaze like that of a mule and horse about to be weighed.

He needed a missionary to spread the glory of the emperor, and Fingal, who was fluent in Chinese and a student of Kassel, was clearly a good candidate.

But given his scruffy image, it remains to be seen who he will choose.

At this moment, bells and whistles rang in the empty station, and at 6:23 in the morning, the CC1000 express train entered the station.

"The car is coming!"

Fingal perked up, "Why is it so fast this time?" ”

"Two junior brothers, let's get on the bus!"

He beckoned.

A conductor in a dark green uniform appeared at the ticket gate, shaking a small golden bell in his hand and wearing a gold conductor's badge on his hat.

A pocket watch chained to gold was carried in a small pocket of the waistcoat, and an intricate and quaint badge hung from its chest, on which was a giant tree that was half flourishing and half withering.

He glanced around the sparsely populated waiting hall, and then walked quickly across the hall to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, ignoring Fingal, who was stunned in place.

"May I ask if it's Lu Mingfei and Mr. Chu Zihang?"

"I'm very sorry, but there is a problem with the transfer of trains because there are some urgent items that need to be delivered."

"Can you show you your tickets?"

He had a humble smile on his face and bowed slightly.

The few passengers in the waiting hall exclaimed in amazement, looking at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang with jealousy and envy in their eyes.

The appearance of this elegant conductor seems to take people back to a hundred years ago when this station was first built.

At that time, the train was still the best way to travel, and the people waiting for the train were all heads and faces.

At that time, the ticket inspector was dressed like this, humble and kind, but also bright, smiling and greeting every passenger:

"Mr./Madam, I wish you a good mood along the way."

It's not like now, when the people in charge of checking tickets are low-income aunts, sitting there fat and don't even bother to stand up.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang took out the tickets, and the conductor waved the shiny silver scissors, cut them beautifully, and returned them to the two with both hands:

"Welcome aboard ......"

"Hey, hey, and me!"

Fingal waved his ticket.

The conductor glanced at him and pulled out a small credit card machine from behind him:

"Well, brush it yourself."

"You!"

Fingal was annoyed by the conductor's very different attitude.

But in the end, I had no choice but to take the ticket and swipe it on the machine.

"Toot."

The credit card machine lights up green.

"Fingal, are you going to drop another grade this year?"

"I thought you wouldn't be able to quit school this year."

The conductor said with a smile, his tone and smile were as vivid as a hotel owner who laughed at Kong Yiji:

"Kong Yiji, did you steal other people's things again today?"

"I've been downgraded to E-level, how else can I be downgraded? That's the lowest. ”

Fingal grimaced.

"It is said that the professors of the academy are preparing to add a new F grade, and you should feel honored to be the one who refreshes the lower limit of the rating every time."

The conductor put away the credit card machine, and the smile on his face became humble again:

"S-level student Lu Mingfei and A-level student Chu Zihang, welcome to the CC1000 express train, Professor Manstein and Professor Guderian are waiting for the two of you on the bus."