The United flight landed safely at the Chicago International Airport, and after taking more than a dozen subway stops under the guidance of the "Casel College Admission Guide" distributed by Norma, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang safely arrived in Chicago.

TRAIN STATION.

Wasting time is a shameful act.

While waiting for transportation, Lu Mingfei meditated and prayed, and Chu Zihang was also adapting to this pious ritual that could calm the mind.

…

"There is no CC1000 express train on the train timetable, and several station personnel on duty have not heard of this express train."

Chu Zihang was holding a paper bag from Burger King in one hand and a magnetic card ticket in the other. The black ticket had a pattern of a giant tree with lush branches painted in silver.

Their magnetic card tickets did pass through the ticket gate, but after waiting all night, the so-called CC1000 express train still didn't show up.

Fortunately, the Chicago train station is as majestic as a church, and the environment is quiet and beautiful at night. It’s not too bad to stay here for one night.

"Wait a minute, maybe I can come today...thank you."

Lu Mingfei took the steaming smoked beef burger from Chu Zihang's hand and eagerly took a big bite.

Then he looked happy and intoxicated.

"You are welcome."

Chu Zihang took a sip of hot milk and realized that his "brother" enjoyed all kinds of delicious food.

However, he didn't ask too much about the other person's mysteries, and the two of them just maintained a subtle distance.

But I have to admit that I do feel safe next to this brother who is one or two years younger than me.

Chu Zihang has been encouraging himself in his heart to get familiar with fighting as soon as possible so that he can truly fight side by side with Lu Mingfei and fight back to that stormy night together.

"Master, can you give me a reward for stuttering?"

A pair of eyes shining like candlelight suddenly appeared, staring at the burger in his hand.

Chu Zihang was stunned and looked at the tall and burly young man in front of him.

The face buried in the chicken cot and the beard can be considered handsome. The dark green plaid shirt and dragging pants are wrinkled and dirty. It is not known how long they have not been washed.

"I have another one here, you can take it and eat it."

Before Chu Zihang stretched out his hand, Lu Mingfei handed over his second burger with a gentle smile.

"Uncle! No! Angel! You are such a good person here!"

The young beggar was so excited that his eyes filled with tears and he wolfed down the food.

"...Are you a student of Kassel College?"

Chu Zihang suddenly asked after listening to the other party's fluent and smooth Chinese that even had the flavor of a Beijing movie.

When the beggar heard this, he was shocked.

He raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes:

"My loved ones! I finally found you!"

…

After four burgers and two cups of coffee, Fingel von Flins raised his arms and shouted:

"Okay! Resurrected!"

"When does the CC1000 Express usually arrive?"

Chu Zihang looked at this "unconventional" German man and asked.

"I have to take a look at this..."

Fingel took out a crumpled start form from his bag, with the school emblem of the half-decayed World Tree on it:

"Ah... I'm afraid this will have to wait for two days."

"Two days?"

"There's nothing we can do about it, future junior brother, there are only people waiting for the bus on this bus, not cars waiting for people."

"The college is in the mountains. If you don't take this ride, you have to take a helicopter."

Fingel said helplessly.

"Why doesn't the Chicago train yard have a schedule for this train?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"This train was specially approved by the Chicago government. The branch line train runs irregularly. I know that its last conductor happened to be dead."

Fingel looked unconcerned, "I'm used to it anyway. If you're of a higher class, the instructor will send a car to pick you up, and you'll still use the VIP channel..."

Unless the CC1000 express train is a Land Raider, Lu Mingfei is not interested in special cars or VIPs.

He stared at this slovenly but muscular German man, as if he were sizing up a mule and horse about to be crowned.

He needed a missionary to spread the glory of the emperor, and Fingel, who spoke fluent Chinese and was a student in Kassel, was obviously a good candidate.

But given his rather scruffy image, that choice remains to be seen.

At this moment, bells and whistles rang in the empty station. At 6:23 in the morning, the CC1000 express train entered the station.

"The car is coming!"

Fingel perked up and asked, "Why is it so fast this time?"

"Two junior brothers, let's get on the bus!"

he greeted.

A conductor wearing a dark green uniform appeared at the ticket gate. He was ringing a small golden bell in his hand and had a golden conductor badge on his hat.

The pocket watch tied with a gold chain is put in the small pocket of the vest, and a complicated and simple badge hangs on the chest. On the badge is a giant tree that is half prosperous and half decayed.

He glanced around the sparsely populated waiting hall, then quickly walked across the hall to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, ignoring Fingel who was stunned on the spot.

"Are these Mr. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang?"

"I'm very sorry, because there are some urgent items that need to be transported, so there is a problem with the train schedule."

"Can I see your tickets?"

He had a humble smile on his face and bowed slightly.

The few passengers in the waiting hall exclaimed in surprise, looking at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang with jealousy and envy in their eyes.

The appearance of this elegant conductor seems to take people back to the time when this station was just completed a hundred years ago.

At that time, trains were still the most elegant way to travel, and the people waiting for the trains were all respectable people.

The ticket inspectors at that time were dressed like this. They were courteous and genial, but also full of energy. They smiled and said hello to every passenger:

"Mr./Ms. XX, I wish you a good mood along the way."

It's not like today, when the people responsible for checking tickets are all low-income aunts, sitting there fat and fat, not even bothering to stand up.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang took out their tickets. The conductor waved the shiny silver scissors, cut them beautifully and handed them back to them with both hands:

"Welcome aboard..."

"Hey hey hey, there's me too!"

Fingel waved the ticket.

The conductor glanced at him and took out a small credit card machine from behind:

"Here, brush it yourself."

"you!"

Fingel was angered by the vastly different attitudes of the conductors.

But in the end, I had no choice but to take my ticket and swipe it on the machine.

"beep."

The card machine lights up green.

"Fingel, are you going to drop out of grade again this year?"

"I thought you would drop out of school this year and not come."

The conductor said with a smile, his tone and smile just like a hotel owner mocking Kong Yiji:

"Kong Yiji, did you steal someone else's things again today?"

"I've already been downgraded to level E. How can I get downgraded? This is the lowest level."

Fingel grimaced.

"It is said that the professors of the college are planning to add an F grade. As someone who refreshes the lower limit of the grade every time, you should feel honored."

The conductor put away the credit card machine, and the smile on his face became humble again:

"S-level student Lu Mingfei, and A-level student Chu Zihang, welcome aboard the CC1000 express train. Professor Manstein and Professor Guderian are waiting for you on the bus."


Chapter completed!