Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

Kassel College

It was daytime and the school bell rang in the distance.

Looking out the window, you can see a neat lawn with hundreds of white pigeons moving around and being fed by students.

But no one would cross the stone steps and trample on the lawn.

On the one hand, this is an expensive work of art that the principal spends millions of dollars every year to maintain.

On the one hand, it is out of deep respect and admiration for the principal.

...

A pleasant and quiet forest scene nearby.

A quiet little building.

This is the principal's office, which is highly respected by students.

In addition, the principal has many titles.

For example: The half-blood man is known to everyone, the dragon slayer of the century.

Or even though he is over a hundred years old, he is still healthier than young people and is voted the school's number one male god.

There are also some other private joking nicknames, such as the oldest mixed-race son-in-law, etc., which I will not list one by one.

...

at this time

The old man standing by the window had one hand leisurely in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding the phone, listening to something.

His neatly-knitted silver hair was neatly tied behind his head, his dark black suit highlighted his well-proportioned figure, and a bright red rose was stuffed in his shirt pocket.

to be honest..

If it weren't for his white hair and wrinkled face, no one would have thought that this man, who stood more handsomely than a young man, had already passed his 100th birthday.

but soon

The relaxed and confident expression on Ange's face disappeared, replaced by solemnity and coldness.

He kept holding the phone in his hand and remained silent.

He didn't put down the phone until he could no longer hear any sound from the other end of the line.

The British gentleman-style shirt and vest did not hinder his movements at all.

in a blink.

The old man who was originally standing in front of the window has appeared behind the expensive and luxurious desk in the principal's office.

No hesitation.

Reach out and press the bright red button on the right side of the desk.

The sound of communication current rang out.

...

"Sound the highest level alarm! The Dragon King has revived..."

"All professor-level teachers, go to the main conference room of Hall of Heroes immediately to attend the meeting."

The other end.

After hearing this shocking news, the other party paused for a moment, and after a while, there was a loud bang as the back of a chair collided with the ground.

No further confirmation, no doubt.

Everyone can make mistakes, but not the principal.

So very quickly.

A sharp electric sound came from the vice-president's small attic office, followed by an alarm that could be heard for more than ten kilometers.

This is where the school's broadcasting equipment is connected.

"Drip-drip-"

The alarm sounded throughout the quiet and peaceful campus.

All the students stopped what they were doing, listened carefully for a moment, and then looked towards the place where the alarm came from with disbelief.

It's not their fault, but the meaning of this alarm is too heavy.

——Everyone gather immediately, the Dragon King has revived!

...

"Don't hit me...Don't hit me! Sister Nuo, I was wrong..."

The freshman dormitory building far away on the other side of the campus.

In the dormitory

There were originally only two people living in the dormitory, but now there is an extra loser.

But there were still only two of them.

Because the other one, named Rody, is now on a business trip in the Three Gorges, trying to resolve the situation where the Dragon Kings are killing each other.

The new guy looked weak and unlucky, and he just woke up from his bed.

Wake up from a dream.

At this moment, he looked around blankly, with his wet bangs sticking to his forehead, looking a little funny.

After hesitating for a moment, he shouted into the empty dormitory.

"Fingal? Are you awake?"

...

Lu Mingfei tentatively poked his head out from the bed.

I glanced at the bed where another loser was supposed to be sleeping.

It was dirty and messy, with all kinds of grease stains from people who ate pork elbows without washing their hands before sleeping there, but there was no peculiar smell.

There should have been someone lying there, but now it's empty.

"Strange, where is Finger? Didn't he want to compete with me to see who can sleep the longest..."

Lu Mingfei scratched his messy hair and muttered in confusion.

But looking at this way, he now has a solution for his midnight snack tonight.

Who asked this guy Finkel to use his student card to enjoy a lot of food and fish every day?

This resulted in a huge debt!

Lu Mingfei's heart simply couldn't bear it. Based on a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, it would take him more than ten years to pay it back.

Fortunately, there is no need to make up the money, and there is still money for the next semester... Lu Mingfei finally suppressed the idea of ​​becoming a great god in Sanhe.

Fall down from exhaustion.

Bury the quilt over your head.

He played StarCraft with Lao Tang all night last night. I heard that Lao Tang has returned to China and went to a small town near the Three Gorges. He said that he has something big to do.

at this time

Outside the drawn thick curtains, an alarm suddenly sounded.

It's a bit like an air raid sirens, but not the same. The sound is very sharp and can be heard from far away.

This frightened Lu Mingfei, who had just relaxed and was recalling his nightmare, and he jumped up from the bed like a guilty thief.

But this time!

There seems to be something different.

Lu Mingfei felt as if the air was about to freeze, and he lowered his head warily to look at his messy desk.

Look at the person in front.

The seat there.

There was a little boy sitting there, he looked very well behaved.

But in Lu Mingfei's view, the other party was just a lingering ghost.

A little devil who claims to serve him.

The other party was sitting leisurely on Lu Mingfei's gaming chair at this time, looking a little bored. He tapped the ground with his toes and turned around in circles. He held a pencil in his left hand, frowned and bit the pen tip lightly.

He looked worried, and no one knew what he was thinking.

He was wearing a light blue suit, just like Conan in Detective Conan, with a white scarf in his left pocket, looking meticulous.

"woke up?"

The little devil turned his head, his sad expression was quickly covered up, and he showed an angelic smile and nodded slightly to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei looked at the little devil Lu Mingze and wanted to ask what happened to make you, a big devil, worried. Could it be that God couldn't stand you slacking off every day and was preparing to lead his troops to attack you?

But in the end, he controlled himself and didn't talk trash.

Think about Senior Brother Chu’s expressionless face...and Senior Brother Luo’s cynical look.

Lu Mingfei warned himself.

Be reserved, be reserved.

Then he sat up from the bed, leaned against the railing and looked down at Lu Mingze who stood up and adjusted his suit.

"Why are you here? Nothing's going to happen, is it? Was that alarm just now a prank?"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's three consecutive questions, Lu Mingze smacked his lips twice: "Brother, you are still so unlucky. The world is about to be destroyed, and you can still lie in bed for a whole day."

"Don't talk nonsense, the world hasn't ended yet."

Lu Mingfei climbed down from the bed in a bad mood. He was awake anyway and had no classes to do today. He was thinking about whether he should change his clothes and go feed the pigeons later.

The main thing is that there are young ladies wearing short skirts from time to time, with their long white legs exposed in the sun, shining brightly. It's nice to touch them but it's also nice to feast your eyes.