In the empty corridor, there was an extremely slight crisp sound from the room at the end. In the dormitory, a hand pierced a cocoon that resembled a silkworm chrysalis. There were black and red patterns on the hand, dotted with faint blue lines. Hagar slowly tore open the cocoon.

Come out.

If in that period of history, he would have become a leading figure among the dragon artists just by virtue of the "color painting" on his body, an unprecedented figure in the cold color system.

After three evolutions, his body has reached an incredible level, and this third increase is the most obvious. Odin is indeed a ruthless character who makes Xia Mi run away with his head in his arms.

This time the dragon bone cross that swallowed Odin did not gain his power to control cause and effect. After all, Surut and Odin had little to do with each other except that they were both monarchs.

But Shagar has the authority to summon Sleipnir, and even if its heart is taken out, it can still come on the waves after cooling down for a period of time.

He didn't expect Sleipnir to fight, but as a means of transportation, it was still very qualified. There was almost no more impressive mount in the world.

The injury has almost healed, and the strengthening of the body has naturally brought about greater tenacity and resilience.

"eva, delete all records during this period, whether it is the backend or the underlying database, our cooperation is over." After finishing speaking, Hagar burned the remaining cocoon to ashes, then picked up the air freshener and began to "clear the traces."

"I thought you were going to keep this secret from me forever." The phone on the table suddenly lit up.

"It's a good time to get together and have a good time out," Hagar said calmly.

"See you later, Mr. Badass." After Eva finished speaking, her voice completely disappeared.

After cleaning up the room, Hagar picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed the campus management channel.

"Dear Mr. Hagar, do you need any help? Norma is at your service."

"Order me a chicken noodle soup in the cafeteria." Hagar thought for a while. Ordering a bowl of chicken noodle soup didn't seem to be enough reason for him to apply for service from Norma. His original intention was just to see if EVA had been deleted.

"Add another bottle of cognac."

"In 1817, King George IV placed an order with Hennessy for a perfect bottle of pale aged cognac, but the ship was actually engulfed in a storm and later salvaged by the Academy. Now it belongs to you."

Hagar was a little stunned, "This is really... flattering. How could Angers and Flamel let it fall into my hands?"

"The two of you couldn't argue about this, so in the end you had to put it in the warehouse. In addition, although I don't know why, you have secondary permissions in the database."

Hagar was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you very much. It's a very good parting gift."

"Wish you a nice dinner."

On the green grassy path, the students passing by were discussing something excitedly, and the names of Caesar and Chu Zihang were faintly heard.

There was a drizzle of light rain in the sky, and under the orange-yellow street lamp, a silk ribbon was pulled out, and Hagar wore a mask and passed by them.

Facts have proved that in the information age, people are accustomed to a fast-paced life, and nothing can stay popular all the time. Even if he is an S-level person, he has been forgotten in the corner without doing anything well-known.

Hagar couldn't wait to applaud for this.

The floor of the cafeteria was covered with white marble. Hagar went straight to the reservation window, swiped his card and took his plate to find a place to eat.

The wine cost nothing, because even Norma couldn't accurately price it. It was a gift that came with the second-level permission, but this treatment could only be given the first few times.

Xia Ge saw someone waving to him, and when he walked over, he realized it was Chu Zihang.

Opposite him, Lu Mingfei was holding a pig knuckle and gnawing wildly. His smoky face looked dirty, and his body was stained by the dried river water. He looked like he was here to escape.

"Just came off the battlefield?" Xia Ge sat down next to Lu Mingfei, because the village rain that Chu Zihang carried with him occupied the seat next to him.

"Yeah." Chu Zihang replied, there is a subtle difference between being cold and having facial paralysis, at least he belongs to the latter.

"Try this, my eldest young master." Xia Ge smiled and put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders, and opened the cork on the wine bottle with his other hand. These two guys may have social fears, but the degree is different. If he didn't

Talking, the scene must have made his scalp numb with embarrassment, and Chu Zihang probably didn't even think about the reason for calling him over. It is a traditional domestic performance to say hello to an acquaintance.

The cognac was divided equally into three bowls. Lu Mingfei's bowl still had oil splatters in it. Chu Zihang's bowl was cleaner, but not much better. After all, he ate stir-fried vegetables.

Angers may be able to accept Hagar's tit-for-tat confrontation with him in the internal review, but he absolutely cannot tolerate such bad behavior.

Lu Mingfei hurriedly put down the pork knuckle, "Thank you very much. Where are you from? I have admired such a majestic and heroic man for a long time."

Drinking alcohol and eating meat are the hallmarks of a Liangshan hero. Anyway, this was the first thing he thought of in a hurry. He had seen Hagar's photo on the Night Watch forum, and it also left a deep impression on him during the 3e exam.

He was a little uncomfortable with the other party being so polite.

There was no need for a diving team at the Three Gorges for the time being. When Lu Mingfei woke up, he found himself on the stretcher of the plane. What followed was a wave of hunger, so after getting off the plane, he dragged Chu Zihang and kept running.

Come and cook.

S-level pork knuckles are permanently half-priced, which is good news for a foodie like him.

Hagar shook his head. His memory of his hometown had long been blurred. Perhaps he had never thought of it at all. The director of the orphanage was busy with business, but he was not short of food and clothing. In short, there was nothing to miss.

"League of legends will be in North American open beta on October 23rd this year. If you are interested, you can play this. There may be a way out in the future."

Lu Mingfei almost burst into tears. Did the elites in Kassel also pay attention to the game? He thought he was either practicing swordsmanship like Chu Zihang, or driving a luxury car to hug a beautiful woman like Caesar, and he was hugging beautiful women.

Maybe she's still the girl he likes.

Thinking of the figure with dark red hair, he felt a little depressed. Although he saved a quarter of his life for her underwater, Lu Mingfei had no intention of telling anyone. He was afraid that others would think he was taking advantage of her.

Seeking retribution, and no one knows whether the secret party can tolerate that roaring monster.

He, Lu Mingfei, just wants to live happily and wait for death, and there is a girl he likes who also likes him. To rule the world or something, he should wait for a talented person to emerge from the country.

Why are you still in emo mode... Xia Ge looked at Lu Mingfei, who was autistic, in silence. He really didn't expect to feel a bit of melancholy from this guy.

"Cheers." Chu Zihang raised the bowl expressionlessly.

Sure enough, some people are reliable at all times.

"Cheers." Hagar said in a good mood.

Lu Mingfei didn't know that the wine in the bowl might be as good as Caesar's supercar at some auctions. The fact that this bottle of Cognac has survived to this day is a miracle in itself. He only thought it tasted quite fragrant and was amber in color.

The blend of wine and oil is a match made in heaven.

"Two eldest brothers, the younger one will do it first here out of respect."

After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking, he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and a heroic spirit emerged spontaneously.

"Waiter, no, waiter, give me two more jugs of good wine for my eldest brother and my second brother. I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight."

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Chapter completed!