I am not a half-breed who masters the Eight Wonders

The sound of washing and scrubbing in the kitchen was intermittent, and it took a long time before a word came out: "Oh."

Unwillingly, Mei said, "You are already taking medicine, what's the point of persisting?"

The sound of washing in the kitchen stopped, only the water was rushing, and Ben's voice flowed out along with the sound of the water: "It's just an ordinary stress-relieving medicine, go and rest."

Mei looked at the figure in the kitchen, didn't know what to say, so she turned her head and went back to the room.

Ben returned the washed dishes, then walked out of the kitchen, and took the medicine bottle from the second compartment of the cabinet.

The medicine bottle is the same as the previous ones, without words and patterns, just like a three-no product.

But Ben was not worried, because the previous medicines were very effective, and they were very effective in alleviating the mental state.

Sanwu is just because it is a drug developed by Dr. Brian himself.

He didn't lie to May, there was nothing wrong with the drug that relieved the stress of the mind.

He opened the bottle, poured out two blood-red pills, and swallowed them with his head raised.

There was no strange reaction.

Putting the medicine back, Ben also went back to the room.

Mei was lying on the bed with him on her back, wondering if she fell asleep.

Ben lay down too, and drifted off to sleep.

Tomorrow is a new beginning, a new day, everything is new, even Ben himself is brand new.

The morning light is dim.

Both mixed races and cultivators have superhuman control over their physical condition, jet lag can be reversed after a little adaptation overnight.

Gu Bei and the others got up early, arrived at the designated place, and waited to meet with the commissioner and action personnel arranged by the college.

But this place...

The Deuce.

Also known as 42nd Street, it is a main street in Manhattan. The Deuce is a common name for New Yorkers.

The street is famous for its theaters, especially near New York Times Square at the intersection with Broadway, so this intersection is also known as the Theater District.

But it has another familiar name.

The core industry here was at its peak in the 70s and 80s.

The scenes and postures here are also varied and varied.

There are all kinds of beans, all kinds of peaches, and all kinds of unspeakable things.

That's right, this is the New York that was prevalent in the past, even now it is called the Paradise of Crazy Apricots, full of depravity and corruption...

red light district

(Because of some kind of force majeure, please understand by yourself)

But later, because the Americans were too free, when they were so free that they could shoot fire wherever they wanted, the location and area didn't matter anymore.

Then the place slowly faded away.

However, Gu Bei and the others didn't know much about this kind of thing. The only "local" old Tang was an otaku, not to mention 42nd Street. When he heard Broadway, he thought he was in Shanghai.

poor baby.

Fingel is an expert in this area, but he doesn't care too much, he just picks it up, it's the same everywhere.

So he also forgot to introduce the long history of this place to the other three present.

Maybe it was intentional?

This caused the four of Gu Bei to stand at the gate of Broadway against the autumn wind for a long time. People coming and going around looked at them with curious and weird eyes, and there were even all kinds of women. They came up to ask for contact information of four people - most of them were for Chu Zihang.

These women range from [-] to [-], and there are all kinds of them. For a while, Gu Bei thought that Chu Zihang had accidentally stabbed the women's nest, and he didn't suspect the reason to the place where they were standing.

Until a blond man dressed like an agent in a coat came over and looked at the three of them strangely: "Why are you here?"

The man flashed the ID card in his arms. On the cover was the badge of the half-decayed World Tree and the school badge of Kassel.

"My name is Ethan, a commissioner of the New York Executive Department, a graduate of Kassel in 02, with an A bloodline."

Fingel's eyes lit up, and he ran over to grab Ethan's hand: "My good brother, I'm also from the 02 class, do you still recognize me?"

Ethan looked Fingel up and down several times, and then asked in a very suspicious tone: "Are you... Fingel?"

"Yes, yes, I was right."

Fingel excitedly shook the other party's hand: "I didn't expect that the students in the same class have already become the commissioners of the executive department. The future is really bright."

Ethan was held by Finger without breaking free. He was also very excited. After graduation, Finger's students will be assigned to perform missions all over the world, or become branch commissioners. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet again. Although he is not familiar with Finger, he is still a former classmate, and he has some friendship with him.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Fingel, what are you doing now? You discovered this mission?"

Fingel hammered his chest loudly: "Yeah, I discovered this task with a few of my juniors. I originally wanted to send them to school for admission guidance, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing ,Unfortunately."

Ethan nodded, without carefully thinking about the meaning of "junior" in Finger's mouth, and a smile appeared on his face: "Bring freshmen to school, okay Finger, if I remember correctly, this should be Are you working as a professor? Could it be that you have stayed in school? What is your current position? I said that you were the strongest in our class, and I also felt that I couldn’t compare to you at the same A level. It seems that my guess is quite accurate. of."

Fingel smiled mysteriously: "I didn't graduate."

"Oh, it's okay if you didn't graduate, didn't graduate... didn't graduate!?"

Ethan turned his head to look at Fingel, as if he had seen a ghost: "Then you are..."

Fingel smiled even more happily: "Big Seven."

Although I don't know why this guy is not ashamed but proud, but Ethan silently withdrew his hand from Fingel's.

It's better to stay away from him in the future.

155. Base

The embarrassment of Finger, the seventh senior, is not enough for outsiders to understand.

In fact, there are not as many students who know about Fingal's repetition as they imagined.

If Kassel were replaced by an ordinary university, the spread of the news would be even smaller.

After all, no one cares whether a stranger repeats a grade or not.

The reason why Fingel became famous in Kassel in just a few years is actually very complicated.

From the particularity of Kassel College, to the intimacy of the relationship between students, and to some other special reasons.

In addition to eliminating some conspiracies and objective factors, the biggest reason is that Finger himself is also a certain legend.

From grade A in the entrance examination to grade E in the current literacy assessment, even though he is downgraded every year, he never chooses to drop out of school. Fingel used himself to explain what it means to live rather than die.

Coupled with his unique face as a journalist, as well as a large group of paparazzi under him, and the management rights of the Night Watch Forum, Fingel unexpectedly managed to do well.

In addition to borrowing money to survive.

And the result of Fingel's good performance is that when new students enter school, the senior students who tutor them will give an extra reminder: "There is an old dog who has been in the college for six or seven years on the night watchman forum of the college. His sense of smell is so sensitive. Just by smelling the bitter tea seeds, you can tell that you have rushed a few times in the past few days, so don't provoke those people in the news department if you have nothing to do."

Adding a metaphor for the student forces in Kassel, the Lionheart Club is the rising sun above the head, the Student Union is the rising sun, and the Information Department is the twisted and crawling maggots in the shadows.

Fingel also became famous in Kassel.

Generally speaking, there are advantages and disadvantages for Finger, but because of the timeliness of the message, people who know that Finger is repeating grades are basically Finger's juniors.

The brothers and sisters in the same class thought that this A-level brother with excellent grades had successfully graduated and became the ace commissioner of the Kassel Executive Department.

Even if the later juniors brought messages from the news department, no one could connect this king of paparazzi with the radiant top student back then.

Although this is true, the brain that can connect the two is probably not normal

Ethan's mind is normal, otherwise he would not be qualified for the position of Commissioner of the New York Executive Board.

So he couldn't connect the two together.

Ethan had met Fingel, and as one of the few A-levels in the same class, Ethan and Fingel had also dealt with each other.

Although only a few times in freshman year.

In Ethan's impression, Fingel von Frings was a handsome, stalwart, gentlemanly, polite European nobleman.

This kind of person should appear in the golden hall or the diplomatic conference, and it is impossible to be a paparazzi.

It wasn't until a strong man nearly two meters tall stood in front of him and personally said that he was a seventh-year junior, that Ethan knew that the Finger that the previous juniors who had just graduated were talking about was Finger.

The absurdity of this world began to exceed his imagination.

Ethan took two steps back to widen the distance, looking up and down Finger with vacillating eyes: "Finger, you are..."

Finger didn't care much, and scratched his hair: "No way, the school girls can't do without me hahahaha..."

Several people around turned their contemptuous glances over, and Fingel accepted them all without embarrassment at all.

The corner of Ethan's mouth twitched, and he decided not to continue this topic.

In Kassel College, there is friendship between students, but the law of the jungle is the norm, especially for those with higher bloodlines.

From Ethan's point of view, Fingal has fallen, he is no longer the strong man he was at the beginning, so there is no need to pay attention to it. On the contrary, the freshmen this year seem to be quite energetic, but...

Ethan turned his head to look at Old Tang, and asked doubtfully, "Are you a freshman too?"

This guy looks like he's in his 20s, and at first glance he's almost the same as Finger. When did the academy start recruiting overage students?

Gu Bei shook his head: "He's not a college freshman, but our mixed-race friend here in New York. We found something unusual when we went out to play together last night, so we brought him here to carry out the mission."

After listening to Gu Bei's words, Ethan frowned: "This is not in compliance with the regulations. Generally, mixed races are forbidden to participate in the mission of the executive department."

"Yes, sir."

Gu Bei saluted, and then spread his hands: "But this guy didn't come to do missions with us, he just came to join in the fun."

That's right, Old Tang had no intention of participating in this incident.

To be more precise, during this time in the United States, Old Tang had to carefully consider every action he made.

After all, Kassel is in the United States.

Although Cassel is located in Chicago, Illinois, in fact, two-thirds of the top executives in the United States have unclear connections with Cassel.

In a sense, this is the base camp of Kassel.

After all, Old Tang is a dragon king after all, even if he can't display the true strength of the dragon king, once he starts to fight, the output level of the "spirit" is completely different from that of mixed blood and next-generation species.