When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel College, in the dormitory of Old Tang and Fingel, came over to encourage Old Tang and carefully told him that he was his mentor. Professor Guderian walked out of the door with a big belly, not forgetting to remind Old Tang before leaving. You can order late-night takeout in the Tang School cafeteria, but be careful not to invite Fingel to dinner.

Perhaps due to fate, after successfully waiting for the train and going to the school to register, Old Tang was actually assigned to the same dormitory as Fingel - dormitories at Kassel College usually have one or two rooms.

"I can't believe that, Brother Tang, your rating is actually A-level!" Fingel looked at Old Tang up and down with admiration in his eyes, "If your level hadn't been high enough, we wouldn't have gotten on the bus that day. Go to school."

"Senior brother, you should call me Old Tang or junior brother," Old Tang sighed, "Is Professor Guderian really as unreliable as you say?"

"Let's put it this way, so far, Professor Guderian, as a tutor, has only two students, one is you," Fingel pointed at Old Tang, and then at himself, "the other is me."

"I understand when you put it like that..."

Old Tang covered his face.

"But junior brother, don't be discouraged. You are of such a high level that the school will not let you graduate. And didn't you say that on the train? You were specially recruited by the school as a hunter. You are different from ordinary students. You are well-founded!”

Fingel comforted.

"What you said always implies that 'professors are unreliable. If you want to graduate, you can only rely on your own hard work and self-study.'" Old Tang said sadly, "I feel that my future is gloomy."

"Junior brother, look at me. Could your future be gloomier than mine?"

Fingel spun around in front of Old Tang, posing like a male model in a fashion show. If he hadn't been so sloppy all over, he probably would have smelled a bit like a model. Unfortunately, now it was just his body that smelled like a model.

"Is it too late for me to drop out of school?"

Old Tang said expressionlessly.

"There is time, but if you drop out of school, you need to clear your memory. The school's technology is not yet mature, and there may be some side effects. Junior brother, have you really thought about it?"

Fingel asked.

"Forget it," Old Tang shook his head, "I think it's better to go to school."

Fingel put on a teachable expression. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the ringing of a bell from Old Tang's pocket.

Old Tang took out his cell phone and found a text message signed Norma.

"Norma reminded me that tomorrow is a free day. As a new student, for safety reasons, I am advised not to leave the dormitory area tomorrow... What does this mean?"

Old Tang looked at Fingel in confusion and asked: "Professor Guderian told me that Norma is the school's artificial intelligence secretary, but what is a free day? Why would Norma suggest that I stay in another dormitory tomorrow?"

"Oh? Freedom Day! I almost forgot!" Fingel clenched his fists and punched his palms. "Freedom Day is, to put it bluntly, a holiday every year. At the beginning of the school year, students are allowed to ignore school rules and move around freely. On this day All school rules are invalid except for a few important rules that cannot be broken, and students usually engage in crossfire throughout the school.”

"A firefight across the school?"

Old Tang thought he heard wrongly.

"It's an alchemy bullet, a Frigga bullet that won't hurt anyone and only has anesthesia effect," Fingel explained. "But you may still be injured if you are hit and fall to the ground. It's like being free for a day." It’s a carnival for sophomores and juniors. The dormitory area is a safe area and no crossfire is allowed. Freshmen will be safe as long as they hide in the dormitory area.”

"That's it, then it doesn't matter. Just stay home for a day tomorrow and you'll be fine."

Old Tang nodded, not taking it seriously.

"But the cafeteria is not in the dormitory area, and they don't provide food delivery service on the free day, so if you don't want to go hungry tomorrow, junior brother, it's best to order some food from the cafeteria that has been stored for more than one day and let them Send it over quickly."

Fingel reminded.

"Is this still happening? I'll call right away. Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me."

Old Tang dug out the canteen ordering phone number that Professor Guderian had given him in the dormitory. He didn't notice that half of Fingel's face, covered by his beard, showed a cunning smile as if his plan had succeeded.

There’s a midnight snack tonight!

…

Late at night, in a girl's dormitory at Kassel College, Su Xiaoqiang was lying on the lower bunk in her pajamas, carefully reading a thick romance novel.

This is a two-person dormitory. Su Xiaoqiang had arrived two days ago. The brand-new velvet bedding on the upper bunk was provided by the school. It was folded neatly and showed no signs of being touched - her roommate has not come yet.

"Tuk tuk..."

The knock on the door woke up Su Xiaoqiang who was concentrating on reading. She put down the book, turned her head and glanced at the dormitory door, and said loudly: "Please come in."

The sound of "clicking" the handle was heard, and a girl carrying a small suitcase walked in.

The girl looks to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. She has skin as white and pure as ice and snow. Her facial features are as delicate as a porcelain doll of artistic quality. She has long platinum hair and ice blue eyes. She is wearing a school uniform and a pair of flat shoes. Wearing white lace gloves, every move reveals aristocratic elegance. Her delicate face has no expression, as quiet as the endless Antarctic snowfields. Only her beautiful, gem-like emerald ice-blue eyes reveal a very deep expression. exhausted.

"Hello, are you my roommate?"

Su Xiaoqiang looked at this girl who seemed to be just a junior high school student and asked.

"Well, hello," the girl nodded and introduced herself as briefly as possible, "My name is Zero."

"My name is Su Xiaoqiang, welcome!"

Changing his half-lying position, Su Xiaoqiang sat up from the bed and smiled at Ling.

"Um."

Ling nodded. She seemed to be very taciturn. She silently put her luggage aside, took off her shoes and put on slippers, and walked to the bed.

Su Xiaoqiang noticed that her legs were slightly unnatural when walking, but it didn't look like there was anything serious.

Zero silently stepped on the ladder to the bed and climbed up step by step. However, when his right foot stepped on the highest step, he suddenly sprained his foot. It seemed that he could not use the strength to slide down. Half of his body lost his balance and he was about to fall off the ladder. Up and down.

She subconsciously tried to grab the railing, but as soon as her shoulders moved, heartbreaking pain surged out. She was unable to stretch out her arms immediately, so she completely lost her balance and fell backwards.

Zero subconsciously made a move to protect the back of her head. Fortunately, she was a mixed race. With her physical condition, even if she fell to the ground, it would only hurt a little, and she would not suffer any injuries.

However, the expected feeling of contact between his back and the cold hard ground did not come. Zero, who fell in the weightless feeling, suddenly felt that he had fallen into a warm and powerful embrace, and the downward trend disappeared.

"Are you OK?"

Concerned voices rang in her ears. Zero turned her head slightly and saw a flawless and beautiful face - it was her roommate.

when……

Ling subconsciously turned his head to look at the bedside where Su Xiaoqiang had just been sitting.

When did she run over to catch me? At this speed...

Just as a slight shock arose, he was interrupted by a very uncomfortable feeling.

Lying in Su Xiaoqiang's arms like a princess, the elegant fragrance kept intruding into her sense of smell. Her waist and thighs were supported by two slender and soft arms. Ling twisted her body subconsciously - she loved to be clean, and she didn't like it. Get used to other people's contact.

Su Xiaoqiang laid her down on his bed. Ling struggled to get up, but Su Xiaoqiang pressed her back on her shoulders - and her hands happened to avoid the injury on Ling's shoulders.

Ling raised his eyes and looked at Su Xiaoqiang. His clear ice-blue eyes were still quiet and ethereal, but he came into contact with a pair of bright black eyes that contained concern.

Su Xiaoqiang frowned because of her good looks, stretched out her hand and pressed it on Ling's right knee without any explanation, and started rubbing it gently. Ling felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't figure out why Su Xiaoqiang's movements on her knee didn't affect her injury. Fortunately, Su Xiaoqiang took his hands off her knees in the next second.

"Classmate Ling, what's the matter with your injury? Your knee ligament is severely strained, and the surrounding muscle tissue is also damaged." Su Xiaoqiang frowned tightly, "You may worsen the injury and leave sequelae! Why don’t you go to the infirmary if you’re injured?”

"I was injured when I came to school for rock climbing. I accidentally touched it again on the way, and the injury worsened." Zero used the excuse he had prepared long ago and said softly in a calm tone, "It's very late, and I don't want to disturb the doctor."

"You have to bother the doctor with an injury like yours, or what if there are sequelae?"

Su Xiaoqiang was very sure that Ling was lying. Lu Mingfei had taught her some medical skills. The injury on Ling's knee was disguised - she suffered an injury first, and then stimulated the wound again at the cost of secondary injury to disguise it.

This method is very subtle, and generally speaking, doctors are unlikely to notice it, but when she just examined Zero, she quietly used her magic power to check it, and she immediately saw the problem.

"I don't want to go to the infirmary."

Zero still shook his head with a calm expression.

Su Xiaoqiang was sure that this new classmate must have some secrets, but she didn't have much desire to explore. After all, everyone had secrets, and she had many more secrets than this new classmate.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Xiaoqiang nodded: "It's okay not to go to the infirmary. I brought a family medicine box with me when I came. There are some bandages in it. I know a little bit of traditional Chinese medicine bone setting and massage. I can help you with a simple treatment. How about it?" "

Zero hesitated for a moment, nodded, and whispered: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If nothing else happens, we will be roommates who get along day and night for the next four years of college."

Su Xiaoqiang smiled at Ling and looked at her lying on the bed obediently like a little girl. Su Xiaoqiang resisted the urge to rub this cute little girl's face and went to get the medicine box from her suitcase.

Taking out the bandage, Su Xiaoqiang sat on the edge of the bed, and gently massaged Ling's knee with her long, white palms. A numb feeling gradually emerged from Ling's knee, and then some heat gradually emerged from the numbness. The injured knee As if soaking in a hot spring with the right temperature, the slight pain that usually occurs even if you don't move has long since disappeared, replaced by a comfortable and relaxed feeling.

Ling'an lay quietly on the bed, staring at Su Xiaoqiang. Because of the angle, she could only see half of her perfect profile. The look on Su Xiaoqiang's face was serious and gentle, and he slowly massaged her knees.

"Huh? What's wrong? Why do you keep staring at me, Zero-kun?"

Seemingly noticing Zero's gaze, Su Xiaoqiang asked in confusion.

"Nothing," Zero looked away and whispered, "Thank you."

"I already told you that you're welcome," Su Xiaoqiang picked up the bandage to fix her knee and said with a smile, "It's bandaged. Your knee is not suitable for strenuous activities in the short term. If you don't mind it, just lie on my bed for the next two days. Well, I’ll sleep on the upper bunk first, and then I’ll change over when you recover.”

Ling was not used to having physical or physical contact with other people, but looking at Su Xiaoqiang's bright smile under the light, she nodded mysteriously.

"By the way, are you injured elsewhere?"

Su Xiaoqiang seemed to remember something and asked after bandaging Ling's knee.

Zero hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "The right shoulder is also slightly injured."

"Well... let me help you deal with it together," Su Xiaoqiang asked, "Can I unbutton your shirt to expose your shoulders?"

Ling nodded and indicated that Su Xiaoqiang was fine.

Su Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand, touched the buttons of the school uniform with his slender white fingertips, slowly unbuttoned it, and then half-took it off, revealing Ling's shoulders and collarbone, and a touch of snow-white shining skin under the light.

…

In the early morning, in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, a thick sea of ​​clouds covered the water of the Yangtze River. Heavy fog filled the air, heavy rain poured down, and the wind speed reached Category 6.

In such bad weather, other ships pulled ashore to take shelter from the wind. Only the Monyach's xenon lamp flashed in the rain on the water where the black waves rolled back.

As a warship disguised as a tugboat, this wind and waves are just gentle breeze and drizzle for the Monyach.

This is not only the driver's cab of the Monyach, but also the command room of this mission.

Zhou Minhao was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, quietly looking at the storm outside the window, still looking like a handsome young man.

Logically speaking, he is not suitable here. After all, this is the command center for Kassel College to carry out tasks, and it inevitably involves some secrets. However, Zhou Minhao and Lu Mingfei have talked a lot about domestic mixed-race families in the past few days. To reciprocate the favor, Lu Mingfei asked Professor Mance to drag Zhou Minhao in to watch the fun.

Professor Mans Rundstedt, also the captain of this ship, and Lu Mingfei stood side by side in front of the cab window. The heavy rain pounded the front window, and the raindrops shattered on the bulletproof glass.

With their strong eyesight, they looked through the rain curtain and watched two heavily armed figures jumping from the side string of the ship.

"Kuimen Plan, start!"

Professor Mance's cold and slightly hoarse voice echoed throughout the command room. In the quiet command room, only the blue light of the screen illuminated the serious and quiet faces.