Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

"Yes, yes." The red-haired girl chewed the gum in her mouth and said nonchalantly, "This is the only S-level in the academy. What do you think? It's an honor."

Susie keenly sensed that something was not right with Nuonuo's mood. The girl seemed unhappy and her words were obviously sarcastic.

The girl in the room seemed not to hear the sarcastic taunting. She tidied up her bed and things, then turned to look at them and spoke in a very casual tone.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Kazama Ruri. I'm from Japan. I've just been assigned to this dormitory. We'll be roommates from now on."

"I know, I know. S-level? Everyone in the academy knows you now."

Nuonuo blew a big bubble, and the bubble burst after a moment. She walked in front of Yuan Zhinv with an expressionless face, looking at her without any concealment.

The red-haired girl was also very tall, but a little shorter than Yuan Zhinv. At the moment, she was clearly looking up, but her expression was very proud, like a peacock with its head held high.

"I have a skill called profiling. I watched your entire psychological counseling process. You are lying."

"You are not afraid of Professor Masashi Toyama's hypnosis because you know from the beginning that it will not work on you. You are fearless."

Yuan Zhinu looked at the girl in front of her lazily and said casually: "So?"

"You are not as harmless as you appear. I don't know why the principal rated you as S-level, nor do I know why the principal asked Professor Masashi Toyama to test you, but you obviously have a secret in your heart."

"I can sense that you are definitely not ordinary, but you pretend to be ordinary. What is your purpose?"

Yuan Zhinu uttered a soft "ah" and looked at the little witch who was looking for trouble in front of her. She smiled helplessly: "What purpose can I have? I am just more relaxed in a safe environment."

She reached out her hand and casually lifted a strand of the girl's red hair. Her tone could even be considered nonchalant: "But you...baby, what are you afraid of?"

"Are you so nervous? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Nono stepped back suddenly as if she had been electrocuted, her dark red pupils, which were very similar to Eri's, were full of shock. She glared at Genjitsu fiercely but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

In the end, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "You, don't let me catch you!"

The red-haired girl did not hide her hostility. She glared at Yuan Zhinv fiercely, then slammed the door and left.

Susie was a little embarrassed when she saw this, and explained softly: "She doesn't like people to lie to her, but she's actually a very nice person."

As she spoke, she secretly looked at the girl in front of her. Her beautiful face was a little pale, and her body was thin and skinny. Susie couldn't help but wonder, does this seemingly weak girl really have that horrible bloodline?

Or is this just Chu Zihang’s illusion?

Susie had no answer, and Yuan Zhinu didn't care about Nono's hostility at all. She went to bed and rested as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Susie spoke subconsciously: "Um... I have a friend who wants to meet you. His name is Chu Zihang. Do you know him? We want to invite you to join the Lionheart Club."

Yuan Zhinv didn't even turn her head and said simply, "No."

In the original novel, Chu Zihang and Caesar are considered to be arch-enemies, and it is inevitable that the Lionheart Society and the Student Union will compete with each other. Yuan Zhinv does not want to get involved in these matters.

After experiencing the baptism of the Japanese underworld, these campus organizations seemed to Yuan Zhinu to be boring and childish, just like playing house. She might as well use her time to go to the executive department and carry out a few tasks.

Perhaps she didn't expect Yuan Zhinv to refuse so straightforwardly. Susie was choked. Before she could think of how to continue speaking, Yuan Zhinv had already closed her eyes.

Susie had no choice but to keep quiet.

What Yuan Zhinu didn’t expect was that although she dodged Chu Zihang, she failed to escape Caesar.

When she opened her phone out of boredom, she saw a new friend request quietly lying there, with just four simple words on it: I am Caesar.

This man never seemed to worry that someone in the school didn't know him. Even if the other person was a freshman, he should have heard of his name.

This arrogant Italian man's style is as arrogant as he is.

Yuan Zhinu didn't know where he got her contact information, but it shouldn't be difficult for this noble man. As for the purpose of his visit...to be honest, Yuan Zhinu was not interested, so she simply rejected the application.

Meanwhile, in Norton Hall, the conference room.

All members of the Student Union attended the meeting. The current president, Caesar, sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace, supporting his chin with one hand, looking forward. Above his head hung the phoenix emblem of the Gattuso family.

The student union members were arguing with each other. This meeting was specifically held for the new S-level student in the academy, because Caesar proposed to absorb her into the student union.

"I watched the live broadcast. She's just an ordinary freshman. It was pure luck that she got the S-rank. I don't think the student union needs to invite her in a big way, otherwise it will be like a joke!"

"But after all, she is the only S-level in the academy. If she is accepted by the student union, we will crush the Lionheart Club in all aspects. Even if this freshman is a waste, we must not let her join the Lionheart Club!"

"In fact, I think it's totally unnecessary. I don't see anything special about this girl. Her pitiful life experience may earn the principal's sympathy, but it has no substantive significance. With the strict system of the academy, she might be demoted at any time!"

This topic is so controversial that they have been unable to reach a consensus.

Caesar, who brought up this topic, just watched everything in silence without saying a word.

The phone made a clear sound. Caesar picked up the phone and saw that his friend request was rejected. He raised his eyebrows slightly and sent another message.

Rejected again.

Caesar was not angry and continued to send messages patiently. When he found that he was blocked, he changed his account. It was not until the third account that the other party finally agreed and sent a question mark directly.

Looking at the lonely question mark on the screen, Caesar curled the corners of his mouth and typed a line of words with one hand and sent it over.

Caesar: Join the student union?

There was no temptation or persuasion, only a straightforward invitation.

The other party's reply was equally straightforward, consisting of only one word.

Kazama Ruri: No.

Caesar: So you want to join the Lionheart Society?

Kazama Ruri: No.

Caesar: Then come to the Student Union. I rarely invite anyone actively.

Feng Jian Liuli: Because I'm S? Don't you know that people are saying that my S-level is fake?

Caesar: Not only because you are S-level, but I actually have a ballet girl troupe.

This arrogant Italian man didn't think there was anything wrong with his words at all. He just acted like, "I admire you very much, so it doesn't matter if your ability is a little bit exaggerated. You should be grateful and accept my invitation, and even show some honor."

But the other party did not respond for a long time. Caesar sent another message, but it showed that it was directly rejected by the other party.

He was blocked again.

The blond man frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with being rejected again and again. He felt that he was sincere enough, but the beautiful girl didn't give him any face at all.

It was getting dark, and outside it seemed to be drizzling, with the sound of raindrops falling, while the brightly lit Norton House was still noisy.

"We can stop the discussion now." Caesar said calmly. His voice was not loud, but everyone fell silent immediately and looked at the man with a calm face.

"She rejected my invitation." Caesar raised his phone so that everyone could see the contents of the phone.

"This is outrageous. How can a freshman get such confidence?!" said a senior specialist. "Doesn't she know that her S-rank is just because the principal sympathizes with her?!"

The crowd became excited and the committee members whispered to each other that this freshman was really too arrogant.

"Stop!" Caesar raised his hand. His majestic voice suppressed the noise in the conference hall.

"As a freshman, she has the right to choose to join or not join the club. I invited her on behalf of the student union, but now she has rejected us, that's all."

Caesar's icy blue eyes were expressionless. "As for the strength of her bloodline, I think time will tell us the answer."

"Tsk, Caesar, you're right. A sheep can't disguise itself as a wolf." Someone responded with a smile, his face full of sarcasm.

Caesar didn't say anything. He frowned slightly, as if he heard some movement outside the window.

When I opened the window of the Norton Hall conference room, the voice became clearer. It was a girl's voice, and the roar of a sports car's engine.

"Chicago, Chicago, I'm going to Chicago!"

In the heavy rain, the girl drove a convertible around the dormitory building. She opened the convertible, her hair was soaked by the rain, her skirt stuck to her body, revealing her beautiful curves, and her dark red hair fluttered in the wind and rain.

The noise was so loud that every window in the dormitory building opened, and countless people lowered their heads to look at the same time.

The girl's eyes were so bright, and there seemed to be stars hidden in her dark red pupils. She was as beautiful as an angel, but when she shouted loudly, she looked like a little lunatic.

"I'm going to Chicago. I'm going to Chicago. Is there anyone willing to go to Chicago with me?"

Looking at the girl driving and shouting in the rain, everyone felt a heroic impulse in their hearts at the same time. Life is always like this. There will be some sudden ideas that come to mind for no apparent reason, and then they will go on a trip without any preparation.

What's more, the girl traveling with me is so beautiful. She has a slim waist, long legs and bright eyes. She is as beautiful as a red elf in the dark night. No one can help but be amazed by such beauty. How can anyone have the heart to refuse such an invitation? I'm afraid even a monk would return to secular life after seeing this.

Caesar felt as if his heart was hit hard. Before he came to Kassel College, there were always some girls who tried every means to get close to him, and then they would always say some words that they thought were very romantic.

What love at first sight, what Cupid has connected them, Caesar never believed these words, but he would always say gentlemanly: "Really? That is really a romantic love god."

But at this moment, watching the beautiful red-haired girl driving a sports car in the rain and calling for her friends like a little bandit, he had to believe that maybe there really was such a thing as destiny in this world.

So he pulled out the Desert Eagle from his arms almost without hesitation, fired a shot into the air, and jumped out of the conference room window without hesitation.

The sky was filled with heavy rain, as if the entire sky was shrouded in darkness without a trace of light.

The blond and blue-eyed man jumped down from the third-floor window while firing Desert Eagle in both hands. Behind him was the light in the house and in his hands were sparks that ignited the darkness.

The man announced in a kingly manner that he would occupy the red-haired girl's passenger seat. At that moment, all the other people who were ready to make a move were sobered up instantly as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on them.

Everyone understood what Caesar meant, and Caesar was the number one person in the hearts of countless people in this academy. He was a true child of destiny. Whenever he went out to fight, everyone retreated.

No matter how unwilling they were, everyone could only watch the king-like man running towards the elf-like girl. Their meeting was so thrilling, just like Eve and Adam in the myth.

It was an irresistible destiny.

but,

Fuck destiny!

In the pouring rain, after Caesar jumped from the third floor and got into the destined sports car, a figure in school uniform jumped down from a five-story building. A girl's pale and solemn face was vaguely revealed among her flying long hair.

The girl was fifth floor high, and she landed on the ground as lightly as a fallen leaf without even needing to unload any force. She came in front of the speeding sports car and stopped the still roaring steel behemoth with just one hand!

The girl's long black hair danced wildly in the wind and rain. She stopped the sports car with one hand and raised the long knife in her other hand, which was as red as blood, high up under the shocked gaze of everyone, and finally she directly cut off the axle of the sports car!

Chapter 69 I heard you wanted to see me? (First order please!)

Yuan Zhinv hates everything that is destined. Isn't fate something that is meant to be cut off with one knife?

So when she saw Caesar running towards Nono, she jumped out of the window without hesitation, still holding her knife in her hand.

The plot of the original novel was playing out in front of her. She knew that after this crazy rainy night, the little red-haired witch would be together with this top nobleman.

They are simply a match made in heaven, their love is passionate and everyone will bless them.

But Yuan Zhinv didn't want to bless.

Maybe it was because Nono arrogantly accused her of pretending, or maybe it was because of Caesar's condescending invitation, or maybe it was because the rain was too heavy and she never liked rainy nights. In short, Yuan Zhinu was in a bad mood.