On a messy grassland, the students huddled together were awakened by the potion one after another. They supported each other and asked who had won the victory. Finally, they turned their attention to the girl holding a gun.
"Hit the black gun..."
"Still a pussy?"
Whispers surrounded Zero from all directions, but her expression remained normal, she unloaded the magazine, put the gun aside, picked up her luggage, and left in the eyes of everyone with envy and hatred.
At this moment, she was like an arctic poppy blooming on an iceberg, isolated from the world, regardless of the cold wind around her.
Neither Chu Zihang nor Caesar stopped her. Someone from the student union just came up to talk to her, but Zero just stared at his eyes and silenced him.
"Everyone here should come and register your student number. We will start voluntary labor tomorrow."
"You have destroyed the principal's favorite lawn. Starting tomorrow, come over and repair the lawn."
A serious voice swept over, causing everyone's chat to come to an abrupt end. The student who was so majestic just now was like a cat falling into the water, with his head hanging down, he reluctantly walked up to a bald man and reported his studies.
Number.
The people surrounding Lu Mingfei dispersed and lined up to register their student ID. It was useless to run away from this kind of thing. The school had long remembered that the so-called registration of student ID was just a show, and they should be punished more.
"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to use the alchemical weapons in the ice cellar for a free day, not even Frigga bullets."
Caesar quietly moved a few steps back and chanted loudly:
"%*&*......"
"Caesar, what are you shouting about?" Bald professor Manstein turned sideways and looked at Caesar, who was lagging behind.
"nothing."
Caesar had a hearty smile on his face. Where Manstein didn't see it, a special energy had acted on several of the most seriously injured students, causing the bruises on their faces to dissipate.
The group healing mantra is a three-ring spell that can restore a certain amount of health to six creatures. It is very useful for emergencies.
Caesar quietly took action among the students and cast a healing spell on those in the student union, allowing those people to return to their previous state.
Manstein, who was registering at the front, found strangely that there seemed to be more injured people in the Lions Heart Club than in the Student Union, and he felt sad for the decline of this old club, the Lions Heart Club.
"President, who wins between you and Chu Zihang?"
A student union officer asked Caesar. Caesar was silent for a moment and looked at Chu Zihang.
"I……"
"Deuce, we both got hit by bullets."
Caesar was a little surprised when he suddenly heard Chu Zihang's voice in his ear.
"You need this more than I do."
Caesar seems to have conquered everyone in the student union with his money offensive, but in fact his rule seems to be full of flowers, but in fact it is a burning fire, eager for a battle to prove himself.
And since the final winner of Freedom Day is neither the Student Union nor the Lionheart Club, a tie would be beneficial to both parties.
It's embarrassing to be attacked by a first-year student, so it's best to find someone to share it with.
"Thanks……"
Caesar nodded to Chu Zihang, came back to his senses, and said to the people in the student union around him:
"This game is considered a draw."
Both parties were a little disappointed, but then they thought, if they could invite the new student to join their side, wouldn't it be considered a victory for their side?
So, amidst the whispers of the students, another game called Robbery began.
And our Lu Mingfei was at the end of the queue, a little at a loss. He wanted to leave directly like the girl named Ling, but he was afraid that he had not registered his student ID and would be marked down by the teacher when he first entered school.
Kicked and uneasy.
A red cloud floated over the green grass. Lu Mingfei looked at the red-haired girl and sighed, arranging her hair and walking away.
Lu Mingfei looked at the three-cornered hat in his hand. The hat had already been wrinkled in his arms, but he still felt confident and ran towards the girl with the hat in his hand.
"Learn...Senior."
Chen Motong turned around, and saw a dirty boy holding a three-cornered hat in his hand, looking at her hesitantly. This look reminded her of the puppy she had seen abandoned in the rain before.
Chen Motong opened his mouth, revealing his neatly arranged teeth, took the three-cornered hat and pressed it on Lu Mingfei's head like before.
"My name is Chen Motong, just call me Nono."
"I'll give you this hat as a return gift. You can hang out with me from now on."
Lu Mingfei watched the four-leaf clover earrings on her ears flashing, holding the three-cornered hat on her head, and stammered:
"I...my name is Lu Mingfei, senior sister, you..."
"I'm from the student union, remember to join when the time comes."
Lu Mingfei nodded. The girl in front of him tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said:
"Also, new students don't need to register their student number, they can just leave."
Lu Mingfei was a little surprised. The senior sister in front of him seemed to have the magic power to see through people's hearts, and he could see his concerns at a glance.
"What are you talking about?"
"Sissi, you just pulled my hair."
Su Qian came over, and Chen Motong hit her angrily. The two had a duel just now, and Su Qian was obviously the better one.
"Mingfei is an internal decision of our Lion Heart Club, and you are not allowed to rob it."
Su Qian hugged Chen Motong. Although the two belonged to two camps, they were actually good friends in the same dormitory and had a very close relationship.
"He has the final say on this kind of thing."
Facing the invitation attack from the two senior students, Lu Mingfei hurriedly pulled the box away from this place of right and wrong.
Lu Mingfei's dormitory was in 303, District 1. Several students were whispering and watching Lu Mingfei, who was covered in grass clippings and muddy water, carrying a box and walking into the dormitory building in District 1.
"Is that the new S-class?"
"Principal Lu Ande's junior..."
"It's just ordinary."
But Lu Mingfei didn't care about this. He just wanted to take a good bath, eat a full meal, and finally throw himself on the bed.
"This is it...fuck."
Opening the dormitory door, the furnishings in the room were a bit messy, but there was no peculiar smell. A man with a hair style like a chicken coop was sitting on the upper bunk bed, typing on it with his hands.
"Welcome, welcome, brother, you are finally here."
The man raised his head, revealing a face as sharp as a knife, like a sculpture of a hero. Coupled with his somewhat decadent temperament, it looked a bit strange.
"you know me?"
"Who doesn't know me? You are a new S-class student. All those Chinese students want to break your legs."
"Introducing myself, I am Fingel von Flins, eighth grader."