Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

Even in a false confession, there is a hint of genuine emotion.

During her time with Grey, Jessica could clearly feel some wonderful changes happening to her.

She started to yell and shout, started to laugh, started to cry, and started to act spoiled.

Gray is like a door to the outside world, both novel and mysterious. Looking at him fills you with anticipation, but getting too close can be a little scary.

Besides, he's such a beast.

However, it was all in vain.

Jessica was helpless.

About four hours later, the rain stopped and the sky cleared, and peace was restored to the world.

Gray lazily rolled over and asked, "What time is it?"

"12 p.m.

Jessica had been battling the evil bird for nearly eight hours and was extremely exhausted. She had just come out of the bathroom.

As she dried her hair, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "The data says it only lasts ten or twenty minutes at most. Are superhumans structurally different from ordinary people in this respect?"

"Is it possible that I am born with extraordinary talent?" Gray asked seriously.

Now it seems you're not only lucky, but exceptionally happy. I suggest you truly love me, obey me, and cherish me from now on, otherwise, if I dump you, you'll have nowhere to cry!

"Oh, is that so? Shall I go then?"

Jessica rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to put up with Gray anymore; she had only been polite and accommodating before because she was wary of him.

Leaving is out of the question. Gray has tasted success and is now at a crucial moment where he's ready to revel in it. He won't be worthy of being called "Father Country" until he fights until dawn.

Eighty hours later, on the morning of the fourth day, the two finally emerged furtively from a hotel.

Jessica hadn't been to school or home for several days, so she definitely needed to give both sides a reasonable explanation first. Gray, having nothing else to do, decided to accompany her to visit the school.

This idea was immediately met with strong opposition from Jessica. She said that Grey was a troublemaker, lecherous and narcissistic, and he didn't know his own strength. She wondered what kind of trouble he would cause if he went to school.

"Jessica, there are so many girls at your school! Do they all have boyfriends?"

Ultimately, his objections were ineffective. Gray, like a curious child, would scrutinize every girl he met for a long time and ask all sorts of strange questions.

At this point, Jessica was still unaware that this guy was selecting a bride.

"It's none of my business whether she has a boyfriend or not. I'm warning you, you'd better keep a low profile. If the security guards keep an eye on you, don't blame me for pretending I don't know you."

Early in the morning, students arrived at school one after another, wearing the same winter school uniforms. Boys mainly wore dress pants and khaki knit sweaters, with some showing off their individuality by adding baseball jackets or parkas. Most girls wore sweaters underneath, thick black tights, and colorful sneakers, making the monotonous school uniforms fashionable and sporty.

Girls like Jessica, dressed in high-waisted jeans, a long wool coat, furry ankle boots, and carrying a designer LV bag, stand out particularly.

The Cinderella outfit from three days ago was long gone and thrown in the trash. In his spare time, Gray would go out late at night to collect snacks and pick up some nice clothes and jewelry for the girl as well.

Jessica is currently wearing Van Cleef & Arpels' limited edition Angel of Love earrings and a Bulgari Select Pink Diamond bracelet, both of which are quite valuable.

She took Gray's hand and led him to the open-air garden next to the school gate, earnestly instructing him, "I'm going to the registrar's office. You wait here patiently for me. Don't make a scene, and absolutely no hitting or killing anyone, understand?"

Gray smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'm very well-behaved."

Jessica couldn't relax for a second. She would take a few steps and then turn back warily to make sure Gray was still in the same place. She lingered for a long time until she met a classmate who greeted her, and then she forced a smile and walked into the school with him.

next second.

"Wow, this one is good-looking."

Wow, that's an amazing figure.

"Huh? That back view, that back view! Never mind, let's leave it for someone else."

Gray strolled around the school, making sure not to attract attention by first getting a work badge from the principal's office, then putting on a white coat at the infirmary, and finally disguising himself as a mysterious educator, and began his work along the school building corridor.

Jessica treated him like a baby, which was a psychological care. Physically, Gray was ten years older than Jessica, and in other ways even older. He acted as her older brother one moment and her father the next, which almost drove Jessica crazy.

"Good morning, teacher." The polite little girl greeted the teacher shyly, holding her book.

"It's cold, please keep warm."

Gray smiled in response, staring longingly at the other person's little skirt, implying that it was a bit too thin and not good for physical and mental health.

"Thank you for your concern, teacher..." The girl chuckled softly, her legs encased in black pantyhose swaying as she walked quickly past.

"Gentle and cute, but she has a lot of freckles."

Gray shook his head regretfully. There was no doubt that the girl had missed an opportunity to change her fate, which was truly a pity.

After wandering around, stopping and starting, and inspecting each teacher's room, there wasn't a single girl whose appearance was similar to Jessica's.

There were plenty of lower-grade options, but Gray had already eaten plenty of meat and fish, so he couldn't stomach coarse rice and grains.

"Teacher, please come here for a moment. There's a fight over there, you need to stop them quickly!"

A crisp sound reached his ears, and Gray looked up, unable to suppress a smile. He saw a blonde girl running towards him anxiously.

Wow, so dazzling! What's going on? How can this girl be glowing?!

Gray coughed twice, put one hand in his pocket, and said in a calm and powerful Batman tone, "Fighting? What a crude way to solve things. True strength is using wisdom to penetrate conflict. I will make them understand and forgive. Only in this way can we break the chains of hatred."

What's going on?

Gwen paused, momentarily stunned, but the situation was urgent, and she didn't have time to think. Shaking her head, she grabbed Gray's arm and said hurriedly as they walked:

"It's Peter and Thompson. I don't know how they started fighting. Peter is too skinny; Thompson will hurt him!"