There is an extra dagger and a bag of lime in the schoolbag.
There were poisonous mushrooms in his pocket.
What happened in the morning left quite a psychological shadow on him.
This time I deliberately avoided alleys and walked in crowded places.
fine.
There were no further accidents and we arrived at school smoothly.
The town's school provides lunch.
Most of the students were still in the cafeteria at the moment, and the classroom was very deserted, with only two girls chatting in low voices.
The original owner of this body, Alan Panthers, has entered puberty physically, but his mind is still relatively childish.
In the class, he is the kind of bad boy who has average grades but is very naughty, and he makes friends with the same kind of naughty boys.
These boys usually hardly talk to their female classmates.
The reason is that it is too troublesome to get along with the little girl. If you don't pay attention during the fight, she will make the other girl cry. She has to worry about every little thing, which is very annoying!
Of course, his sister is an exception.
Kelly is a well-known tomboy in the school, the eldest sister!
Thinking of these things, Allen now feels funny.
Thinking back to before time travel, when I was twelve years old, I had already tasted the taste of first love.
If before time travel, I had a strong body and masculine appearance like Allen Panthers, and I could show off casually on the basketball court, it wouldn't be too easy to pick up girls.
Putting aside his childish thoughts, Allen opened his schoolbag and placed the books neatly on the desk.
The courses taught in the school mainly include Chinese, arithmetic, geography, history and martial arts.
The first two subjects were only equivalent to the level of the fourth grade of elementary school in his previous life. For a "question maker" like him who won a full scholarship and went abroad to study for a Ph.D., it was too easy.
Geography and history are more like a collection of settings for fantasy novels, and Allen actually enjoyed reading them.
While I was flipping through the book, a faint scent of fragrance drifted behind me.
"Student Allen, why didn't you come to class this morning?"
The girl's voice echoed in my ears, sounding unhappy.
You didn't need to look back to know that it was Beatrice, the monitor.
The naughty boy in the class secretly nicknamed the girl "Police Dog".
Perhaps it was because she liked to take care of things and was very strict that she was chosen as monitor.
It must be admitted that the monitor lady does her duty very well.
Otherwise, it would not be a big deal for a naughty guy like Allen to occasionally skip school for half a day to hang out, so why should he worry about it?
Allen turned around, looked at the girl in a white dress opposite with a straight face, and smiled slightly.
"Monitor, good afternoon."
"Why……?"
The girl was startled, as if she didn't expect that this boy, who was famous for being naughty and mischievous, suddenly became polite and polite, with a confused look on his handsome face.
"Well, good afternoon... Mr. Allen, you haven't answered my question yet!"
"It's a long story. It starts when we went to the circus to watch a show yesterday afternoon..."
Allen briefly recounted his experiences over the past two days.
Except for the identity of the time traveler and the secrets related to the Taotie system, nothing else is kept.
It was unnecessary at first, after all, someone had died, and if the crime was reported, it would soon spread throughout the town.
Secondly, it is also considered that the wider this case spreads, the more it will inspire local residents to hate child abductors and organize themselves to crack down on such crimes.
If the circus sends people back to kidnap children again, they probably won't be able to escape the sharp eyes of the people, which will relieve Allen's pressure.
Allen described these thrilling experiences vividly.
Beatrice was fascinated.
After a while, another girl in the classroom came over and sat next to Beatrice, listening curiously to his story.
The two girls sat across from Allen, both holding their chins in their hands and leaning on the desk with their elbows, listening with gusto.
The boys who came back from dinner couldn't help but marvel when they saw this scene.
"This guy Allen! He actually has so much fun chatting with girls!"
"Damnable traitor! He must be removed from the 'Iron Fist Gang'!"
"I'm afraid this won't work..." Another boy smiled bitterly, "After all, Allen is the boss of our 'Iron Fist Gang'! Only the boss has the right to expel gang members..."
…
"That's just the way it is."
After Allen explained the cause and effect, he showed a half-truth and half-fearful look.
"I was able to escape from the kidnappers, and I really want to thank my ancestors for showing up!"
In this world where warlocks are respected, people worship blood and ancestors, and religious beliefs are brutally suppressed by major warlock families.
Believers, regardless of whether they are good gods or evil gods, are not allowed to preach in public.
So when people express their gratitude, they always say "Thanks to the ancestors for blessing" instead of "Thanks to God".
"Alan! You are so brave! So powerful!" The little girl next to Beatrice looked at him with admiration, "Killing two vicious kidnappers and successfully escaping. This is like an adventure.
The plot of a novel!”
"So, you guy is not making up a story, right?"
Another girl who came over to listen to the excitement asked dubiously.
"My ancestors, what I told is the truth!" Allen said with a serious face, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the police station and ask."
"Alan is unlikely to lie to us." Beatrice said something fair. "A boy like him will only brag in front of boys. If he brags to girls, he will be laughed at by other boys and say that he
It’s so embarrassing to want to pursue that girl!”
Allen smiled and nodded.
Miss monitor, you know the psychology of cool boys very well!
"Alan, after this incident, you have to learn a lesson, study hard in the future, and stop going to dangerous places..."
The squad leader educates the bad boys in a serious manner.
Usually when she said these clichés, Allen wouldn't listen to a single word and turned away.
But with the soul of a time traveler, I feel the same way.
"You're right, Beatrice. In the past, I did some meaningless and stupid things all day long. I thought I was some kind of gang leader and a street hero. I was really stupid."
Allen said seriously.
"Squad leader, I will learn from you in the future, study hard, and do something more valuable to myself and society."
Beatrice's eyes overflowed with relief, and her fair little face suddenly turned red.
"Alan... you didn't come to class this morning. I'll lend you my class notes. Be sure to read them carefully!"
"Thank you monitor, I'll return it to you before school."
"No need to rush back!" Beatrice looked a little uncomfortable, "Besides, um... you haven't had lunch yet, right? I still have bread and milk, if you don't mind..."
"Thank you very much." Alan stretched out his hand calmly, "Actually, I came here after lunch, but I think I can use some more."
It was just a little girl's lunch, which Allen stuffed into his stomach in two or three mouthfuls. It felt... as if he hadn't eaten it.
The "Taotie System" really lives up to its name in terms of "Taotie".
The girls around them had noticed that the monitor's attitude towards Allen was unusual, and they looked at the two people with strange eyes.
Allen felt the gazes around him and was secretly amused.
Some innocent and kind-hearted girls are always keen on rescuing bad boys, persuading prodigal sons to turn back, abandon evil and do good, and gain a huge sense of satisfaction and accomplishment from this.
For this reason, he is even willing to destroy his own life, just like a moth flying into a flame.