As the youngest commissioner in the history of the Kassel Academy's executive department, Yuan Zhisheng has participated in several missions to exterminate the degenerate hybrids, and has accumulated countless dead souls in his hands at a young age.

In fact, before entering the Kassel Academy, the personal information on the face of Gen Zhisheng had already spread throughout the school, and because his bloodline rating was A, and his achievements were outstanding, he was considered by the students of good deeds to be the most favorable candidate to attack the position of the leader of the Fingal Kassel Academy.

After all, it is as strong as Fingal, and he has only been on a few missions, and he still has seniors to assist, unlike Yuan Zhisheng, who is led by himself.

The young master of the Yuan family walked around the campus in a close-fitting school uniform, without carrying a saber around his waist, although the Snake Qi Eight Family had great energy, and could easily transport his love knife Spider Cut and Boy Cutan Gang to the United States, but he could not let him swagger around the campus with weapons.

Today is the day when the new students will hold the 3E exam, and only the students who have already registered are still wandering around the campus.

If the freshmen are international students who have crossed the ocean, then they are exchange students, and the student registration information has already been entered into the file and does not need to be re-entered.

"Hey, you say, who is more powerful between Fingal and that newcomer to the Japanese branch?"

"If it had been three days ago, I would have pressed Fingal, but now ...... It's hard to say. ”

There were two blonde students on the side of the road discussing who would have the final say on the future of the Kassel Academy, but the discussion came and went, after all, they hadn't seen Fingal for a long time, and they didn't know his specific level.

Not to mention the source childish, the information that can be found has been carefully screened and released by the Japanese branch, and the valuable information is almost negligible.

The Lord passed in front of them, a flash of contempt in his eyes.

When he was in Japan before, Gen Zhisheng thought about whether to come to the Kassel Academy to meet Fingal, after all, he didn't have any news for a year, not necessarily because he was unknown, or maybe he was in hiding like him.

But he didn't expect that he had just put his luggage into the dormitory, and before he had time to pack anything, a scene happened downstairs that shocked him.

Fingal, who was known as a super-A-grade hybrid by the students, actually liked something that was used entirely for fun, and acquiesced in the public.

Although he denied the use, he did not deny what was inside, and for the next two days he did not leave the door, as if he was addicted to it.

This kind of self-depraved behavior makes Yuan Zhisheng very displeased, he is the future patriarch of the Eight Snake Qi Families, pursues the culture of extremism, advocates courage and the consciousness of seeing death as home, and has always had zero tolerance for waste and self-depraved guys.

So in his eyes, Fingal went directly from an opponent worthy of a battle to a being a shameful existence.

He had read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and knew that Lu Fengxian, who was famous for his martial arts, was injured by wine and was haggard, so he never allowed his subordinates to indulge in alcohol and illegal drugs.

In the past, he felt that the quality of the commissioners in the headquarters was generally low, and he couldn't even support the dismount they prepared for the assessment of the Japanese branch, and every time he was embarrassed, but the elites of the headquarters should be different, and they didn't think that they were all the same.

It's been three days since he came to Kassel Academy, and all he sees here is the loose school spirit, the garbage students who waste their youth doing nothing, except for the group of Lionheart members in red uniforms, he really can't feel the momentum of a dragon slayer in this group of students.

"Dad, if the arsenal in Angers is at this level, I estimate that the day of independence of the Japanese branch should not be far away."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at a boy with bandages on his head and arms in the distance chasing four other hippie smiley students, and felt as if he had come to the wrong place, could he really make progress here?

As soon as the three-year period arrives, he will go from a young master who is full of pride and vows to destroy the fierce ghosts and lead the eight independent families of the snake to degenerate into a waste wood that has no ambition and just wants to go to the celestial beach to sell sunscreen, right?

Thinking like this, Gen Zhisheng changed direction and walked towards the office of Masashi Toyama, a faculty member of the Psychology Department.

He felt that he had to consult this fellow countryman on how he still adhered to his heart in such a depraved atmosphere, and it happened that the other party was still a "two-day first-class" master in charge of teaching kendo classes, so it would be better if he could ask him to learn together.

And just as he turned around, a gray-haired man walked out of the library not far away, his face was a little pale, and there were extremely obvious dark circles under his eyes, his steps were vague and his eyes were wandering, and he looked like he was completely overindulged.

Yuan Zhisheng recognized the other party at a glance, Fingal von Frijns, the man he had previously regarded as a rival.

"Really, what a shame!"

A flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and Yuan Zhisheng strode away.

"Hey, who is that person, doesn't seem to be very friendly to me, have I offended him?"

Fingal, who had been busy all night, helped his old waist, feeling extremely stiff all over, and when he stretched slightly, his bones and joints crackled.

Eva's soft voice rang in his ears: "That's Gen Zhisheng from the Japanese branch, maybe because of the gossip at school, there is some misunderstanding about you." ”

"Heh, superficial." Fingal "cut", didn't bother to deal with the other party, beckoned to the younger brothers holding the computer behind him, and dragged his tired body back to the bedroom.

Last night, when he was about to go off the gun, he was disturbed by the unscrupulous boss and the little brother of Benbi, Comrade Shufen almost surrendered on the spot, in order to prevent anyone from disturbing him to explore the true meaning of life, he summoned the little brother overnight and asked them to work overtime to complete the task of the unscrupulous boss.

In addition to the unlucky guy who fell from a height and sprained slightly, the paparazzi upstairs who pretended to be okay were all caught by him as copywriters, and asked them to write ten well-reasoned and engaging game backstories in three days.

And after the task was issued, he sneaked directly into the basement under the library, took out the USB flash drive given by Xia Di, and asked Eva to use the supercomputer to help him complete the construction of the game system and model.

originally wanted to get along with his classmates as an ordinary person, but in exchange for misunderstanding and slander, Fingal didn't pretend, he had a showdown, he had an almighty artificial intelligence girlfriend, and he didn't have to shout "rich woman hungry" to help him solve all his troubles.

Xia Di has only used one million of the R&D funds he gave him, and Eva, who is his favorite husband, has completed most of the work for him, and he is sorry for Xia someone's edification if he fills his own pocket with the rest of the money.

When it was almost dawn, he took a group of younger brothers to the library to work overtime.

For some reason, many of the younger brothers around him are from slightly thin families, and Fingal is leading them to get rich together.

has the ability to open the way, the younger brothers leave all their previous doubts behind, what mannequin and what doll, I don't understand at all!

Shuggling back to the bedroom, Fingal threw himself on the bed, his hands flashing red, and Eva's soft body appeared beside him.

"There's no need to rush it, we still have time." Eva sat on the bed, gently resting Fingal's head on her plump thighs, her hands gently massaging his head.

Fingal greedily enjoyed his girlfriend's knee pillow and massage, reached out to wrap his hand around her waist, and hummed softly: "That's why I can't wait." ”

"Yes, I thought you wanted to complete Boss Xia's task as soon as possible."

"How is it possible, if it weren't for the demand, I would definitely grind foreign workers!" Fingal replied stiffly, then looked up suddenly, and saw the culprit who had almost disarmed him the night last night sitting in the swivel chair, looking at him with a kind smile.

"Yes, it looks like the outstanding employee award I prepared for you has been delayed."

(End of chapter)