Chu Zihang opened the dormitory door of dormitory 303, and the smell of family barrels lingered in front of his nose from a long distance, which meant that someone in the dormitory had come back early and was eating very carelessly.
Eating alone was a taboo of dormitory communism.
When it comes to eating alone, Fingel always makes excuses and emphasizes that he is a German, Germany is capitalist, and the children of capitalism are egoists, so it is normal to do this kind of thing.
But every time Lin Nian brought delicious food back, this guy would come over to him with saliva and ask him to carry forward the spirit of communism, explaining that half of Germany's capitalism is actually socialism and communism, such as medical insurance, social security and compulsory obligations.
Education, etc. At this time, he suddenly became half a supporter of the hammer and sickle.
It's quite mean, but it's so mean that you can't help it. After all, when you really can't find anything to eat at night, he can always grab half a cake from a corner of the bed and give it to you to satisfy your hunger, and he's mostly hungry at that time.
Chu Zihang walked to the long table and took a look at the family bucket above. It was full of leftover chicken bones. He licked them so clean that he wanted to rip out all the marrow in the chicken bones. It would probably be dark if a mouse got in.
He scolded this guy for being so inhumane, but he didn't say anything. He just picked up the family bucket and threw it into the big trash can in the corridor outside, so that the dormitory wouldn't smell like this all night.
Most of the dormitory dormitories in Kassel College are private hall type, divided into 2-person dormitories and 3-person dormitories, with very few 4-person dormitories. Dormitory 303 is a 4-person dormitory. Previously, Fingel only used this large space.
Lin Nian moved in this space half a year ago, and now Chu Zihang is also assigned here by Norma.
Of course, if Chu Zihang can't stand the 'harsh environment', he can also take the initiative to apply for a dormitory change. For example, the student union president next door, Caesar, lives in an apartment with a separate private hall. The former is a student dormitory, while the latter is
More like an apartment suite.
Of course, the accommodation fee for the latter will be much more expensive, but the advantage is that it is a single room, with a kitchen, a living room and a separate bathroom that are not found in student dormitories, so it is very popular with owners like Caesar who do not regard money as money.
From the dormitory, people joked that the place they lived in was more like a resort hotel. If you called the cafeteria late at night, you could get a late-night snack service with silverware and tableware delivered directly to your door.
By comparison, the four-person sleeping environment where Chu Zihang lives now can be considered 'bad'. It smells like KFC most of the time, and the specific degree of spiciness depends on Fingel's ass on the upper bunk.
Does it hurt? If it does, he and Lin Nian will probably have to go to the next door dormitory to borrow the toilet.
But even if Chu Zihang stayed there for three days, he did not apply to Norma for changing dormitories or anything. This ascetic spirit was quite praised by Fingel. In his words, he was born to join the Lion Heart Club.
“Junior brother is back?”
When Fingel heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't even look back. He was immersed in "Battlefield" on the screen. He seemed to be still playing online mode, listening intently to the commander in the headset scolding Fang Qiu, and occasionally saying something funny.
Very strong English, such as touching_now_!On_the_way! and so on. The most outrageous thing is that he slapped it on the head and yelled "For_the_republi" in German!
But is it really appropriate for you, a German, to fight World War II and talk about the Republic?
“Lin Nian will be back later today. He went to the execution department. It seems he has something to do with the director of the execution department.” Chu Zihang said after throwing away the trash and returning from the door.
"I thought it was Lin Nian who was my junior brother." Fingel seemed to realize that the voice of the person he was talking to was not right. He took off his earphones and looked back, and found that it was Chu Zihang, "How are you? I'm familiar with the school."
Have you laid out the layout?”
"Fortunately, the volunteer seniors are very enthusiastic and there is no chance of getting lost." Chu Zihang nodded, and Fingel said it was understandable to call him "junior brother". This guy is considered the second highest among the students in the college and no one dares to recognize him.
First, in the past few days, he also understood some of the details of this guy.
"As long as you're not lost, you'll be familiar with it after walking around a few times. Don't be like your junior brother. The places I remember most familiarly in the six months since I came to school are the kendo club and the cafeteria. I think you have intelligence and are a good young man who can gallop on the battlefield. Don't
I'm following the old path of my junior brother." Fingel took a sip of Coca-Cola and blew out a mouthful of carbon dioxide. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chu Zihang before nodding in the affirmative.
Chu Zihang, who was sitting on the bed across from him, felt that something might not be right about this 'battlefield', so he didn't say anything to the senior brother and just looked sideways at Fingel fighting fiercely on the screen.
In the gunfire battlefield, the ps3 is connected to a laptop with a plug-in installed to act as a screen. The character controlled is holding an XM8P as if he is in an uninhabited land, flexibly jumping between the trenches and the woodland and suddenly jumping into the woods.
The ps3 belongs to Lin Nian, so it is naturally placed on the table below. Since getting this game console, this place has become Fingel's main site. Whenever he has something to do, he will sit on Lin Nian's bed and eat potato chips.
Coca-Cola set up a bed, and he didn’t treat the bed as someone else’s. Every time Lin Nian came back and saw this scene, he would get angry. Whenever his back was hit by potato chips while sleeping, he would jump on it and force Fingel to eat it.
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"Hui Liyi, Hui Liyi, this is Nian Beast No. 2, this is Nian Beast No. 2, your fighter support is here!" Fingel pressed the headset and got angry. He was besieged by a group of people, and the tanks were all
When it came, I huddled behind the bunker and didn't dare to go out.
As soon as he finished speaking, the character in the game suddenly roared: hopper! Then he fired a rocket launcher from high and low and hit the opponent's tank. A large area of the enemy's army was killed. Fingel then moved out to pick up the missed shots and fired.
Every time the enemy wants to knock down the fighter jet above his head, he can always avoid the opponent's barrage with his dexterous long maneuvers in the air, suppress it quickly and accurately with the rocket launcher, and from time to time he will also perform a super low-altitude flight and kill some people.
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"GJ! GJ!" A group of people in the voice channel praised the fighter pilot very well, and Fingel did not hesitate to praise him. After all, if Lin Nian is not here, the girl who cares about his life is him.
It's the biggest golden thigh. As long as you hold it, it's basically impossible to lose or win in the game. It's so fun to win.
The game was won like a falling leaf in autumn. When the outcome was settled, the ID of Eri Uesugi was undoubtedly at the top. The shameless Fingel also wanted the other party to help him win, but Eri was on the psn in the background.
Yi Que had already sent a message to Fingel. When she opened it, she found that she was tired, didn't want to fight, and had gone to take a shower.
Chu Zihang on the side saw it and said nothing, but he could also notice that Fingel's face was quite depressed. Maybe the person who took the number was him, Nian Beast No. 2, instead of the genuine Nian Beast No. 1. If it was Nian Beast,
If No. 1 is online, she will probably play the game all night long. If her brother ganks her, she will have to continue playing, otherwise she will threaten to run away from home. I guess the other brother wants to rip Nian Beast No. 1's hands off through the network cable.
The heart is there.
"Okay, okay." Fingel sighed and signed off, drank a cup of Coke, and sighed to himself that he was really old and useless, and one day he would be told something like "I took a shower" by a girl.
Only then did he notice that Chu Zihang had watched the end of the game from the beginning, and asked him, "Why are you sitting here? Do you have nothing to do when you come back so early?"
Fingel looked thoughtfully in the direction of the balcony. The sky outside the window had already darkened. The white lights on the cobblestone roadside were all hung up like the moon. The outlines of the mountains and trees in the distance were the outlines of the moon.
In the shadow of the clouds, the castle is perched in the pale night, with a few lights exposed on the windows, like mottled stars.
There weren't many people walking around at Kassel College tonight. It was very quiet. If you listen carefully, you could hear the subtle sound of red squirrels climbing branches. Neither the Lionheart Club nor the Student Union were holding parties. It seemed like it was because tomorrow was the freshman year.
What does the 3E exam for freshmen look like? We need to create a good resting environment for the candidates and completely put an end to the bad behavior like playing "Potty Mu Private" outside at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.
"By the way, Junior Brother No. 2, you are going to take the 3E exam tomorrow, right?" Fingel put down the Coke and lay down on Lin Nian's bed. He leisurely tore open a bag of beef jerky and threw it into his mouth to chew, "How is it?
Are you nervous? Do you want senior brother to give you some counseling?"
“No need.” Chu Zihang shook his head slightly, “I’m not very nervous.”
"It's true that one family doesn't belong to the same family. Why are the freshmen in the past few years so unlovable?" Fingel muttered and sighed. He looked at Chu Zihang and seemed to see the shadow of Lin Nian in him.
"But do you know how the 3E exam works?"
"have no idea."
“I don’t know but you’re not nervous yet?”
“Lin Nian said there’s no need to be nervous.” Chu Zihang said, “He won’t lie to others in this regard.”
"I think you should be nervous, because many people who have invested in you are nervous, including me." Fingel squirmed comfortably on the meticulously spread sheets with a bite of beef strips and a sip of Coke.
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“Place a bet?”
"As for your handicap, I bet on whether your pedigree rating can reach 'A' level." Fingel looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows and said, "The president of the student union and the former president of the Lionheart Club is almost more than five or six
Hundreds of people have placed bets. Every time school starts, there will be one or two people who become the focus of attention throughout the school year. This time, the person who gets the attention is undoubtedly you."
Chu Zihang also seemed to remember this thing. Lancelot seemed to have said this during the day, but he didn't expect it to get so much attention. Maybe he should really go to the Night Watch Forum to register an account, "What did you say Kai?
Did Sa also place a bet?"
"He bet you can do it. He bet more than 5,000 dollars, right? I'm not short of money anymore." Fingel said, "Probably because you performed well on Free Day, many people bet you can. The handicap is now 1
:4, People who can’t gamble want to have a villa near the sea, but there is a high probability that they will lose everything.”
“What about you?” Chu Zihang looked at Fingel.
"I don't do business at a loss." Fingel smiled slyly. "I follow the crowd. Since everyone thinks highly of you, I also think highly of you."
“Has this kind of thing happened before?”
“The last time I bet was whether your good brother could be promoted to the ‘S’ level, the explosion point was much bigger than this time, so this time it seems a bit small.” Fingel said.
“Why not take Lin Nian’s bet this time?” Chu Zihang asked.
"What's Lin Nian's handicap? How to open it? Can he defend his 'S' class title?" Fingel rolled his eyes, "Stop it, is he an 'S' class player in the past six months?"
Everyone has seen it. If you post a post on the forum questioning whether his 'S' is genuine, the following reply will not scold you, but will tell you to stop fishing. It's really boring."
“I heard that the content of the 3E exam is not test questions, but another form. Is this test very accurate? There won’t be big fluctuations in scores?” Chu Zihang pondered for a while and asked.
"Absolutely. In the 3E exam, psychic resonance will occur, and the psychic vision will not weaken or change if you repeat the exam, so the results will probably be stable. You can see all the answers that you should see, and you can't see what you can't see.
." Fingal said.
“Spiritual vision?”
"Just think that you will see some hallucinations. The higher the bloodline, the stronger the spiritual vision effect, and the more things you can see. What you see and how you see it depends on your score. This is related to the content of the 3E exam. I
I don’t want to tell you too clearly. After all, there is a student who is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee in our dormitory. I don’t want to cause trouble.” Fingel shrugged, holding a Coke in his mouth and hugging his laptop. “What will happen in the 3E exam tomorrow?
It’s clear. What you should do tonight is have a good sleep. If I’m not wrong, part of your bloodline has been activated. Many mixed races are like this, and they are targeted by the admissions office, so you
Only then can you beat the president of the student union in a free day. When you have a spiritual vision tomorrow, your state should be more stable than those who have had a spiritual vision for the first time."
Chu Zihang paused for a moment, seeming to think of something about the word 'spiritual vision'. Fingel stared at him sideways and realized that he didn't mean to share it, so he didn't ask for trouble and drank a Coke.
Playing your own game.
“Senior Brother Fingel saw something when he had his vision.” Chu Zihang suddenly said.
"Me?" Fingel also paused, "It's nothing interesting. Some of the things seen through spiritual vision are very complicated, such as some skyrocketing vines, snakes, castles, huge black silhouettes in the night, etc., but there are also people
It means that you will re-experience the past events of a certain period in the past, but it will be a magically modified version. No one can tell what changes will happen in your head when you have a spiritual vision, but it is all caused by blood boiling. But sometimes the spirit
It’s actually quite mysterious.”
"For example, I remember that a female student from the same class as me claimed after passing the 3E exam that she was locked up in a basement as a first-person spectator during a spiritual vision and was subjected to very inhumane violations and torture.
I felt the humiliation and pain and even the unstoppable pleasure of being violated." When Fingel said this, he paused for a moment with a very unpleasant expression on his face.
"She was stoned to death after being violated in the vision. Even though her 3E test score was an 'A', she was still brooding about it for a long time and felt that she had a vision.
Her sense of reality was so strong that she believed that she had really been violated in this way before. After that, she kept discussing this matter with people on the forum, and her mental state became more and more abnormal. Many people gradually became concerned about this matter, until one day
One day someone on the forum accidentally dug up the prototype of this incident in history."
“Historically?” Chu Zihang raised his head and said.
“The Salem Witch Trials.” Fingel licked his coke-stained lips and looked at Chu Zihang, “Have you ever heard of this?”
Chu Zihang shook his head, and Fingel nodded and continued, "In the 17th century, there was a witch hunt in Boston, USA, in 1692. A pastor's daughter and his niece got a strange disease one day.
The symptoms are sudden panic, screaming and throwing things, and the strength becomes extremely strong when the attack occurs. Even three or four adults can't suppress a weak woman, so they can only use oil-soaked numbing oil before she gets sick.
Only by tying the rope tightly to the wooden stake can he be subdued."
"This condition was called demonic possession by priests at the time. The power became huge and it was believed that they were using the power of the devil to cause trouble, so they were classified as witches. All women with this symptom would be punished. In 1692
In the next few years, hundreds of women were accused and imprisoned in specific prisons for trial. During the entire witch hunt, 19 people were hanged and one was pushed to death with a stone."
“Being stoned to death.” Chu Zihang suddenly understood the doubtful point of the problem.
"The student who had the vision was not really locked in the basement and violated before, but she experienced a history that had happened before. Her first point of view at that time was that of a 'witch' in the seventeenth century who was raped
After the accusation, she was imprisoned by the sanctimonious pastor in the basement of the church and subjected to inhumane violations and humiliations until she was finally stoned to death." Fingel said, "It was difficult for her to accept this fact at the time and thought it was a coincidence, but it wasn't until she really
I went to investigate related matters, guess what happened?"
“Is she related to that historical victim?” Chu Zihang said after being silent for a while.
"Good logical reasoning." Fingel glanced at Chu Zihang unexpectedly, "Yes. She checked the relevant history and found that the full name of the 'witch' who was pushed to death by a stone was Media Angelis."
The female student’s surname is also Angelis, and the dead witch has a blood relationship with her that spans dozens of generations!”
“They are all mixed races!” Chu Zihang said.
"Yes, the first two girls in the Salem Witch Trials were of mixed race, but they were born in the wrong era. Their specificity became irrefutable evidence that the church was openly launching a witch hunt. But in fact, they were almost
Among the hundreds of accused cases, only a handful of them are real mixed-races. Most of the other girls were misunderstood, and a few were coerced into completing some dirty work under the general trend of witch hunts.
Finger said, "For this reason, the idea that the witches in the witch hunt were of mixed race has entered the attention of many people. As a result, the matter of spiritual vision itself has also been paid attention to by many professors, gradually leading to an issue that has not yet been discovered.
The confirmed inference is that the bloodline does have inherited memory, and the images seen through the spiritual vision produced when the bloodline is activated are not necessarily false. For example, for the female student, coincidences have proved that she most likely saw through spiritual vision.
The tragic experience of the ancestors who are connected with me by blood."
“It sounds reasonable,” Chu Zihang said.
"At least in the end, the female student no longer thought that she had been violated, and she came out of the spiritual vision and lived a healthy life. It is gratifying. By the way, I took the initiative to enlighten her when she was sad, and saved her life.
We were in trouble, so she took the initiative to pursue me after the knot was resolved, but I didn't agree." Fingel shook his eyebrows to show off, "And guess what kind-hearted person on the forum who is capable and caring?
The one who first connected her vision with the witch-hunting incident?"
But Chu Zihang seemed to have stopped caring about the follow-up from the end of the story, and fell into self-absorbed thinking. This made Fingel seem a little powerless and couldn't find a place to use it, and he was scratching his head and head sadly.
Chu Zihang was quiet for a while and then said: "I seem to have had spiritual vision before and saw some things."
"Lure ky_duk." Fingel, who failed to show off his success, lowered his eyebrows and lay on the bed, chewing beef sticks and continued chatting, "Do you still remember it clearly now? It seems that the psychic effect is very strong, and your bloodline doesn't know it.
How bad was it? What did you see at that time? Wasn't he also locked up in the basement?"
"A black creature with big wings. A woman was tied to a copper pillar, with bloody tears in her eyes. There were also many snakes, twisted together, with mottled patterns. The man on the altar had a tattoo on his chest.
A sword made of bones." Chu Zihang said softly, ignoring Fingel's dirty talk.
"It sounds very ancient. Maybe the man on the altar or the woman on the copper pillar is your ancestor, but from your description, it probably dates back hundreds of years. There are also huge wings. If the bloodline is really
You have inherited memories, maybe what you see is the past of a certain Dragon King." Fingel joked.
“What about Lin Nian?” Chu Zihang suddenly asked, “What did he see with his spiritual vision?”
“Lin Nian?” Fingel scratched his head when he was asked, “Why do you think I know his spiritual vision?”
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“You seem to be a very curious person.” Chu Zihang said bluntly.
"You mean I'm a nosy person? I've really been poked at." Fingel rubbed his heart and felt hurt. This new junior brother is really unlovable, and he doesn't polish his words. "But
I really know what Lin Nian’s spiritual vision is."
“Is it convenient? I will tell Lin Nian later that I asked you this question.” Chu Zihang nodded.
"That's very polite, but it's actually nothing particularly interesting. However, the 'S' level vision is indeed different from ordinary people." Fingel scratched the back of his head, "He said he saw a blond man through his vision.
Girls, and they still remember each other’s faces.”
“Blonde girl?” Chu Zihang was slightly startled.
"So I said that things like spiritual vision are quite unreasonable. That girl may be someone that my junior brother has met before, or she may be a character in a movie that I have watched. During the spiritual vision, my brain suddenly convulsed.
Someone dug it out. Maybe junior brother had a crush on this girl at some stage in the past, so he saw her again during the spiritual vision." Fingel said with a smile, and after a while, he suddenly remembered something,
Suddenly he put down his notebook and got up, "Don't tell me that I remember that my junior brother also drew that girl. I seem to be able to find the things he drew."
Fingel stood up from the bed, leaned out and barely reached the locker on the side. He pulled it open and rummaged through some books and miscellaneous items, and also knocked out a few of the love letters Lin Nian had stored.
He quickly picked it up, blew the ashes away and stuffed it back. My junior brother was very stupid. Love letters written by girls were never thrown away. They were always placed neatly. He seemed to be afraid that others would hurt the writer when they saw the love letters in the trash can.
I don’t know if the girl who wrote the love letter is a wholesaler. Isn’t it a waste of emotion for him to be so delicate?
“Ah, I found it.” Fingel took out a notebook with difficulty, closed the storage box, went back to the bed, blew the dust off the notebook table, and opened it.
Chu Zihang also leaned over at this time and saw that he took out a folded white A4 paper from his notebook. After opening the A4 paper, he found that there was actually a pencil sketch on it. His drawing skills were pretty good.
It seems that Lin Nian also painted for a while when he was in Shilan.
"Do you know her?" Fingel stared at the blond girl drawn on the A4 paper on the table. Don't ask how you can tell how the pencil drawing makes the gold color. The girl in this painting is really the kind of girl who you can recognize at a glance.
The hair color should be blonde, giving people the feeling that if she wasn't blonde, this perfect creation would be completely blind.
“13 to 14 years old, very young.” Chu Zihang said after looking at it for a while.
“Yes, it’s really a crime.” Fingel nodded in agreement, but when he found Chu Zihang staring at him sideways, he immediately shut up.
“The face shape should be that of a Europa race, with sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. Most of the current Europa race are in Russia.” Chu Zihang continued to analyze.
"Still a bitch?" Fingel was a little surprised. It seemed that he had never studied the girl's background carefully.
“I’m not sure, but I have never met this person. If I have met him, I won’t forget him.” Chu Zihang said.
“That’s not clear. I don’t know why my junior brother’s spiritual vision saw her. It is said that in the spiritual vision, the girl even touched her head condescendingly.” Fingel clicked his tongue.
“Will spiritual vision see the same picture?” Chu Zihang asked.
"Maybe? Probably, I haven't passed the 3E exam twice, or met the Dragon Clan who used the spirit of speech to recite sutras to me." Fingel shrugged, but after a moment, his expression suddenly turned salty again, "If the two spiritual visions failed,
Seeing this girl, wouldn't Junior Brother be really nice to her?"
“?” Chu Zihang didn’t answer this sentence, just turned his head and looked out the window and fell into silence.
Maybe he’s thinking about the 3E exam tomorrow, or maybe he’s thinking about something else.