Chu Zihang opened the door and saw the students gathered outside the door.

They have different looks, some curious, some surprised, or questioning......

Chu Zihang sighed softly, thanks to the blessing of the senior brother next door, he and Lu Mingfei are famous.

His eyes drooped slightly, and when he opened them again, a pair of dazzling golden eyes lit up, scanning everyone:

"Guys, what's the matter?"

Like a raging lion in the dark, the students had a look of fear on their faces, and they were startled back by these golden pupils, and no longer surrounded dormitory 302.

Chu Zihang closed the dormitory door with his hand, walked to 301 and knocked on the door.

"Who? I'll come back tomorrow if I have something, I'm not available today! ”

Fingal's duck voice came from the room.

"Bang!"

Chu Zihang turned around and kicked open the door and walked in.

Immediately after, Fingal's plea for mercy rang out in the 301 dormitory.

It didn't take long for the third red post, which was captured by more than 200 girls to reply to the floor, suddenly disappeared.

But at the same time, Chu Zihang, an A-level freshman, also appeared in everyone's sight.

The scene of his golden eyes staring at everyone was filmed and put on the forum.

Everyone began to speculate about his identity and his background.

even thinks that he is the S-class named Lu Mingfei.

……

"What's wrong?"

The ceremony had ended, and Lu Mingfei noticed a strange movement coming from the side of the dormitory.

"It's fine."

Chu Zihang shook his head calmly, "Has your ritual of awakening the machine soul been completed?" ”

"No, what I just did was not an awakening machine soul ceremony, it was a purification ceremony."

Lu Mingfei said with a solemn expression.

In the spiritualistic universe of animism, even machinery cannot escape the pollution of chaotic evil forces.

Therefore, even if it is inlaid with a screw, it has to go through a complicated purification ceremony;

Changing the light bulb also requires the coordination of three servants, one for the light bulb and two for reciting the binary psalm next to it......

If these complicated rituals are not performed, if they are contaminated and flooded by electronic demons, then I am afraid that even the entire planet will not be able to have it.

"Okay."

Regarding Lu Mingfei's various strange religious behaviors, Chu Zihang is not surprised.

"Did you find any valuable information?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"No, now we are only new students, and many materials are not authorized to be queried."

"After the 3E exam confirms your S-level permissions, we should be able to query more complete information."

Chu Zihang took out a black magnetic card, which was a student ID card and a credit card guaranteed by Citibank.

"Maybe it's a straightforward approach."

"Kill all the way to the place where they store the data, and then take all the valuable information."

Lu Mingfei's expression became indifferent, and an invisible killing intent permeated, as if even the temperature in the room had dropped a lot.

"If you really want to do that, I can join you."

Chu Zihang said calmly, not seeing the slightest hesitation.

"Just kidding."

Lu Mingfei smiled, and the indifference on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye: "I feel pretty good here." ”

"And purify the aliens...... Still need a base camp. ”

……

The holographic screen shows Lu Mingfei killing the B-class degenerate hybrid Krel.

When Lu Mingfei took out Smith's revolver, the picture quickly zoomed in to Krell's forehead.

Shots rang out, and the first silver bullet could be seen striking him in the forehead.

It's just in the spirit of words. Under the immortal strengthened body, this bullet only slightly penetrated the skin.

But that's enough.

The bullet was a fixed nail, and the next four bullets were a hammer that drove the nail into Krel's skull.

"Perfect marksmanship."

Ange applauded.

The scale of the picture returned to normal, and Lu Mingfei turned his head after making up for the last shot of the half-breed who fell to the ground.

The golden vertical pupils that looked like apex predators shone brightly in the dimness.

"Look at these eyes...... I feel like he's more of a three-generation breed. ”

Manstein said in a deep voice.

"No, no, no, Manstein, he's a human."

Ange smiled, a silver knife flapping its wings like a butterfly in his hand.

"If he's human."

"Then the human you put in next time will it be a dragon king?"

Manstein said in a deep voice.

"Calm down, my dear Professor Manstein."

"If it's really a dragon, I'll slit his throat."

"But he's different, I can feel his visceral hatred for dragons."

Ange stopped playing with the folding knife, and his smile faded:

"Now we need not an army, but geniuses!"

“somebody。”

“somebody？”

“the one！”

"A genius like no other, a dragon slayer that makes the dragon kings, even the black emperor, fearful!"

Ange whispered, "Even surpassing that friend of mine, Menek Kassel!" ”

Manstein was silent and did not speak again.

His eyes looked at the forum on his phone and pressed to refresh.

The post that was easy to cause unhealthy trends was deleted and replaced with a bright opening post.

Fingal relied on his role as an administrator to open a lot of handicaps, large, small, long, and short.

From whether there will be more food in the cafeteria tonight, whether a certain professor orders grilled white sausages or sauce elbows, to whether the number of A-level students coming out of this year's 3E exam is odd or even......

He always finds ways to open and make money.

The current long-term handicap is "whether there will be a beating Caesar. Gattuso's people", Fingal pressed two hundred will not.

And now, he opened the following markets:

"Can Lu Mingfei keep his S level in the 3E exam?"

“YES” or “NO”

The amount of "NO" voted skyrocketed, soon reaching nearly $30,000, and the overwhelming advantage was almost invisible to the "YES" bar.

The horrific file made the professors not think that Lu Mingfei would be able to keep the "S" class.

Even if it is the principal's approval, it is useless, only the 3E exam can decide everything.

Suddenly, the bar on the "YES" side suddenly grew.

"Gerd. Rudolph. Manstein (Professor) bets $2,000 YES. ”

"What the hell? The boss of the Discipline Committee did not rectify the discipline, but personally took the lead? ”

Just when the students were shocked, the "NO" bar rose again, and the "YES" that had just improved was pressed down again.

"Dick pushes more than $10,000 NO."

That Caesar. Gattuso finally showed up in the midst of tonight's boiling wave, and was a big deal as soon as he appeared.

The students, who were still a little wavering, immediately followed suit and bet "NO".

But then, the "YES" bar skyrocketed again!

"Murayu bets $30,000 YES."