Dear mother:

Good news.

The final exam is about to start this month. I am reading in the library every day. The first semester courses are not difficult, and I hope to pass the exam with all A's. The winter in Illinois is very cold, and the trees are as dry as outside Shilan Middle School.

Just like the one beside the old road, there is heavy fog every morning and late at night. Who said London is the only city with fog?

I received a "perfect" rating for my previous temporary internship as a first-year student. I should be able to add a lot of credits, so you don't have to worry.

There's not much else. When the winter vacation starts, I may bring back a classmate, Xia Xian, who I told you about. His high school is also at Shilan Middle School.

By the way, today's breakfast is fried double eggs and butter bread, lunch is potato salad and bacon burger, and dinner is carrot and pork knuckle with shrimp soup.

You must remember to drink milk and remind Aunt Tong to heat it over medium heat for five minutes.

love you son

Chu Zihang

The time was ten o'clock in the evening. After writing this letter, Chu Zihang walked out of the study hall of Norton Hall.

Since the last Mid-Autumn Festival, he has written an email to his mother every day before going to bed, even though his mother does not check the email every day. But when his mother occasionally opens the mailbox, he will see the emails neatly arranged by date, and even

His son knew everything he ate every day, so he felt that Chu Zihang was living a peaceful life day after day in the University of Country M.

The members of the Lionheart Club may be busy tonight. Almost no one is still hanging around the Norton Hall at ten o'clock in the evening.

The huge museum was empty, and although the heating was on full blast, there was a pervasive chill in the winter in Illinois.

Chu Zihang was stunned.

On the sofa in front of the fireplace, a "big fur ball" wrapped three blankets around himself and turned on the TV in the Norton Pavilion that had not been turned on for a long time. Only one pair of eyes were exposed, and he was watching "The Late Show with David Letterman"

.

"Back?" Chu Zihang walked over.

Xia Xian said "Yeah" and let out intermittent laughter. A cold joke was being told on the TV. Although it was a bit difficult to understand, he unexpectedly understood it.

"I heard that many accidents happened." Chu Zihang sat down next to him.

Xia Xian picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, "What are you referring to?"

"Dragon King." Chu Zihang said.

"That's quite unexpected," Xia Xian said lightly, "I was originally going to be a preparatory class assistant, and then I was dragged to contact a hunter to buy a clue worth 300,000 US dollars, and then I was airlifted to the Three Gorges Dam. I almost missed it.

He died in the mouth of the dragon servant. How about you, how have you been lately?"

"I would like to switch with you if possible." Chu Zihang said, "I prepare for the final exam every day."

"It turns out we have the final exam." Xia Xian lay back, "I heard Abigail say that although the teaching assistant was interrupted by the unexpected Dragon King clue this time and the time was short, he would still give me extra time.

For credit.”

"Is it fun to be a teaching assistant?" Chu Zihang asked.

Because Xia Xian was wrapped tightly, she wanted to turn around and take a closer look at Chu Zihang, who was always as cold as an iceberg, and why he had so many problems tonight, but he was blocked by the blanket and could only hear Chu Zihang's voice:

"My mother asked me to stay idle every semester and find some internship opportunities, so I asked."

"Please." Xia Xian said helplessly, "Who are you? Chu Zihang. Do you know that when I returned to Kassel, I was taken to a meeting with a bunch of people who pointed their nostrils at me? One of them said, '

He went on a mission with Chu Zihang, who is about to become the president of the Lion Heart Society. Naturally, I don't doubt Chu Zihang's combat capabilities, but he still needs to have doubts."

Xia Xian imitated the man's sinister tone and made himself laugh.

"Do you still need to consider an internship? Schneider should be thinking about how to send you to perform tasks in the execution department all day long."

Chu Zihang was also teased by him and his mouth moved, but he thought about it and said:

"He has been busy with a plan recently, which should be related to the Dragon King you met before you came back."

"It's the Kuimen Project." Xia Xian pulled the blanket away from his body with difficulty, "Are you interested? Why don't you go to your teacher, the head of the execution department, to apply and participate?"

"This is an official task of the execution department, it's not our turn." Chu Zihang said.

He stood up from the sofa, "It's enough to see that you are intact. I thought you and Nuonuo would return to the preparatory class and continue to be teaching assistants. Did you read the email I sent you?"

"What email?" Xia Xian's eyelids twitched.

"Nothing." Chu Zihang walked towards the outside of Norton Hall, "I went back to the dormitory to sleep."

"I'll lie down a little longer." Xia Xian wailed, "The way back to the dormitory is really cold, but it's warmer here."

After Chu Zihang left, the Norton Hall was completely silent. Xia Xian was lying on the sofa like a corpse. Just kidding, what is it like to have a roommate who is the president of the Lion Heart Club? Besides, this Norton Hall has to have it.

You get half the credit for it, so there’s nothing wrong with it!

In fact, he was thinking about something.

He had long thought that not only he and Xia Mi had awakened in this world, but the other three kings might also be watching everyone silently from a corner.

Meeting bronze and fire in advance is not within the scope of Xia Xian's plan, but now that it has happened, many actions are about to begin. He knows very well what the most gains Cassel's Kuimen plan can achieve:

Constantine's ossuary bottle and the set of alchemical swords.

Based on Kassel Academy's preliminary plan, Xia Xian didn't think they were enough to kill Samson. At best, they could kill Kui Long as fast as they could, but it was estimated that a lot of people would have to be involved.

"I really don't want to give up that set of alchemy swords to Kassel Academy." Xia Xian raised his head and looked at the chandelier of the Norton Hall, the flickering lights were bright.

But what Chu Zihang said just now is right. The Kuimen Project is an official task of the Executive Department. How could first-year students like them have the opportunity to join?

"Why don't you find an opportunity to follow her into the water secretly?" Xia Xian murmured.

The revolving door of the Norton Hall brought in a gust of cold wind. Xia Xian subconsciously put a blanket on her body and glared angrily, wanting to see who was so owed in the middle of the night.

What caught my eye was a pair of long legs wearing jeans and a pair of familiar purple and gold Mary Jane shoes.

Nuonuo was carrying a red schoolbag and put her hands on her waist, "Hello, King Bi."

"Although I have no objection to you calling me random names," Xia Xian said, "but can you hold the door first?"

The revolving door was still spinning, blowing in the Illinois evening breeze like a windmill.

But Nuonuo walked straight in.

"As the next director of the Student Union Organization Department, wouldn't it be too arrogant for you to come to the Lion Heart Club venue?" Xia Xian glared.

"Stop barking." Nono said, "I've been looking for you for a long time. I just bumped into Chu Zihang outside and he said you were sleeping here."

"Looking for me?" Xia Xian was stunned.

"Is your phone turned off?" Nono rolled her eyes at him.

Xia Xian took out the cell phone that had been sitting under his butt for who knows how long and pressed it. The screen was as black as his eyes. He smiled dryly, "It seems that the battery is out of power."

"Professor Mance asked me to tell you," Nono said lightly, "You are an important underwater survivor, and Schneider, Abigail, and Principal Angers all spoke highly of your ability, so he

I want you to follow and participate in the Kuimen Project."

"Huh?" Xia Xian opened his mouth wide.

It is true that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

"Have you eaten?" Nono's topic changed quickly enough to catch up with the woman's thoughts.

"Not yet." Xia Xian said honestly.

Nuonuo pulled Xia Xian up from the sofa, with the blanket still draped around his body. He stood up and walked outside the Norton Hall.

"where to?!"
Chapter completed!