Lu Mingfei stood in the bustling crowd, looking at the train ticket in his hand, a little confused.

Because he couldn't find CC10000 express train.

Although Lu Mingfei asked almost all the conductors and used his own listening as a beginner, he never found the slightest information about the Kassel Academy.

And Lu Mingfei was still alone, Professor Guderian flew to Russia with Ye Sheng and Jiu De Yaji, saying that he was going to interview another genius student. As for N96's call to Professor Guderian, no one has answered for the time being.

And Nuno didn't leave a mobile phone number for himself at all, and QQ was not online!

So Lu Mingfei is a little skeptical now, he won't really enter the thief's den. If you combine it with the group of strong men with submachine guns, this statement becomes more and more reasonable. If that's the case, the hard work of training during this time will be worth it.

After the class reunion, Lu Mingfei was training hard in addition to wandering around the city's Internet cafes and earning money by relying on challenges. He had already been admitted to the University of Kassel, so his aunt didn't care much about his studies.

So Lu Mingfei has now reached the level of a high-level professional, and the next step is to return to the legend. Lu Mingfei had a hunch that if he exercised for a period of time, with the bottleneck-free advancement brought by the godhead, he would be able to become a legendary warrior monk again.

At that time, nuclear bombs will not be able to threaten themselves, the world is so big, where can it go! (All diseases are invasive + mixed element body + vajra body + ageless body + ethereal body + transcendent sanctification, you can learn all of this at level 20 of the profession.) ）

Just as Lu Mingfei was thinking nonsense with his luggage, suddenly someone behind him was talking:

“One dollar，just one dollar……”

It's a typical begging story in the U.S., a dollar. Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked back, and behind him was a tall and burly young man, with a beard on his face and eyes full of longing.

He was wearing a dark green checkered shirt and draggy trousers, which were covered in dust, and he hadn't changed for an unknown amount of time.

"Beggars?" Lu Mingfei frowned and whispered.

"Chinese? Uncle, let's buy a Coke with some money! I'm not a beggar, I'm just a college student who went out and lost my wallet. After that person noticed Lu Mingfei's nationality, he immediately switched to Chinese.

In order to prove that his words were reliable, he also struggled to find a student ID in his bag. But in the end, he seemed to remember that his student ID was in his wallet, so he took out a dictionary-like textbook from the satchel behind his back.

"Fingal von Frings, I'm really not a beggar, I'm a college student." The young man shook the book in his hand and looked at Lu Mingfei longingly.

Lu Mingfei thought about it, maybe this is a professional beggar, and he actually prepared a textbook? Impersonating a college student. However, he thought about it, and in the absence of a professional person, the local beggar in a certain city was basically the easiest occupation to listen to.

So Lu Mingfei said: "Answer me a question, and I'll treat you to a glass of Coke." Do you know the CC1000 Express? ”

"You're also waiting for the CC1000 Express?" Fingal was stunned for a moment, and took out a magnetic card ticket, the pitch-black face of which was painted with a pattern of a giant tree with lush foliage.

So this time it was Lu Mingfei's turn to be stunned, it turned out that he was not a professional beggar, but a real college student.

So Lu Mingfei took the initiative to reach out: "Hello, I'm freshman Lu Mingfei." ”

"Hello, dear! I've found one where I can buy Coke! "Fingal's three sentences are inseparable from Coke,

"I've been here for a few days, and the only five dollars I have on me are gone. If it weren't for the real thing about my ticket, I would have been kicked out by the security guards a long time ago. ”

Lu Mingfei thought about it, his aunt gave him $500, and he still had a little money left from the summer vacation, probably more than $500.

So Lu Mingfei asked Fingal for a hamburger set, and by the way, he wanted to put a little bit about the Kassel Academy.

After all, he heard Fingal claim that he had been repeating a grade for four years and was now in eighth grade. According to Lu Mingfei's thinking, this is definitely a super head snake.

It's a pity that Fingal, a beggar senior, doesn't seem to be serious at all, but he can't get any information out of his mouth.

When the time came at night, Lu Mingfei thought that if he didn't come to the car again, he would sleep here with his clothes together. At the beginning, as a warrior monk, Lu Mingfei had experienced more difficult things. Therefore, Lu Mingfei had no plans to find a hotel.

Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the bench and closed his eyes, like an old monk in a trance, motionless. He once sat in this position for three days, without a drop of water, to hone his will.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei vaguely heard a bell ringing in the distance. He immediately realized that something was wrong.

When entering the Chicago train station, Lu Mingfei carefully scouted his surroundings to ensure the best escape route in case of danger.

At that time he noticed that there was no church nearby, so there should not be such a monotonous bell.

Lu Mingfei bounced up directly from the chair and landed lightly on the ground, while assuming a fighting stance. The strength that he had just regained recently could be activated at any time, allowing those who approached him to experience the fury of the warrior monks.

But there was no one in front of him, a huge moon slowly rose outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the entire waiting hall was shrouded in a cold moonlight.

The people who were inside the station, including Fingal and the guards at the door, were gone, and Subway's supposedly 24-hour sandwich shop was lit up.

There was only one Chinese boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a pure black night dress, standing in the distance, looking up at the moonlight. His face was immature, but it was glowing.

"Who are you?" Lu Mingfei did not let his guard down just because the boy in front of him was young, and the clever wanderer could disguise himself as a three-year-old child to assassinate.

And all this around is very unreasonable. Although Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and rested, his ears always listened to the sounds around him.

Fingal's unusual breathing and rapid heartbeat had already been heard by Lu Mingfei, so Lu Mingfei already felt that something was wrong with this school.

And when Fingal's breathing and heartbeat suddenly disappeared, the bell rang. All this shows that Lu Ming may not be in the original world.

But it shouldn't be, Lu Mingfei has a godhead, so he ignores time-based spells. Moreover, Lu Mingfei used to be a legendary warrior monk, and until now he still retains that kind of strong willpower, so he is immune to all mental offensive spells.

Then there is only two possibilities: this is a small other world, or this is a spiritual world built by one's own soul.

Am I a dual personality? Schizophrenia? Or is there a demon from Bartow's hell that resides on my soul? Lu Mingfei was thinking about all this.

"Brother, do you remember me?" The boy asked softly.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer, if there was a devil in front of him, then every word he said might hide an inexplicable contract.

These contracts are not necessarily expressed in human language, but they are real. If you make a mistake in any word, you may sell your soul to the devil.

So Lu Mingfei looked at the boy silently, his fists were full of strength, and he could blast out at any time.

"Why don't you answer? Brother! The boy turned his head. Lu Mingfei found that his pupils were golden, and there was a flame-like light flowing from them.

Coupled with the title of "brother", Lu Mingfei's heart tightened.

Suddenly, it all vanished, and the sound of Fingal's breathing reappeared. Bells and train whistles could be heard in the distance.

Fingal jumped to his feet and saw Lu Mingfei standing in place, then looked at the train in the distance.

"You kid, I didn't expect my hearing to be better than mine. Gone, the train arrived. Fingal picked up his luggage, Lu Mingfei nodded silently, and followed with his luggage.