Not long after Raymond appeared, a large truck covered in pitch black appeared in their field of vision.
The car body is as black as ink, like a ferocious beast hidden in a deep forest valley on a cold rainy night. The car body moves slowly, and the dazzling headlights give the rain in the air a magnificent hazy look.
Fu Nian quietly looked at the familiar half-decayed World Tree at the front of the car.
Reinforcements from Kassel?
The car door opens,
A group of muscular men wearing black belted windbreakers, dark sunglasses, and field boots ran out of the trunk one after another.
"Kuch, from the Asian branch of Kassel College's administrative department, is here to report." Among the muscular men, a taller man ran up to Manstein and gave a quick military salute.
Fu Nian looked at the group of people who called themselves the School Engineering Department, looked at Chen Xiaoxiao next to him curiously, and asked, "Are all the Academy's Engineering Department soldiers? Why are their actions so standardized?"
"They are all former members of the Navy SEALs. They retired or were directly recruited by the academy. They are responsible for handling some of our chores." Chen Xiaoxiao whispered in his ear.
"Seal team? Are they all?" Fu Nian pointed at the group of muscular men.
"Almost, if not, they are among the top special forces in the world. The ordinary ones simply can't get into our academy."
Manstein looked at the neat row of people behind Kutcher and frowned.
"Where are the people from Schneider's executive department? Are the only ones here from the school administration department?"
Doesn't Schneider know the importance of Deadpool? Manstein frowned. Even Deadpool's body is of great importance to their research. What's more, they are not the only hybrids who want Deadpool's body.
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"Professor Report, here we come!"
"Here?" Manstein was stunned, "Where are the people?"
"Professor, professor... I'm here." An urgent male voice came from inside the black van. "My clothes are stuck in my skin. I'm... Oops, why is this door so low?"
Manstein frowned. Why was this voice so familiar?
The car door opened again, and a man who was burlier than the muscular men in the school department slowly stepped out.
"Hey, hey, professor, it's me, it's me." The man arched his body and looked at Manstein with a smile on his face.
"Fingel!!" Manstein almost lost his temper with his only beard. He pointed at the smiling face in front of him and was speechless.
"Fingel!" Raymond, who was sitting behind him, looked at the responsible person in the execution department as if he had seen some kind of joke.
"Hey, Raymond. You're here too. Hey, there's Xiaoxiao too." Fingel looked at them in surprise, but when he saw Professor Manstein's gloomy face from the corner of his eye, his expression instantly faded.
He stood up. He looked at the other party with a careful smile and said,
"Professor, actually, I don't want to, but there are only a few specialists from the nearby execution department, and they have all been sent here. The nearest team is still in Russia, and it will take two days to get here. I happen to be right here,
Norma had no choice but to ask me to come over." After saying this, Fingel looked at Manstein with a fawning look.
There's nothing I can do, this is the director of the College's Discipline Inspection Committee. He's a top student who has failed every exam for ten thousand years. If I don't curry favor with him, why would he want to graduate?
Manstein said nothing with a cold face. His blue-gray eyes stared at Fingel's gray-blue eyes. He stood there for a long time.
After a long time, Manstein waved his hand. "Get in the car!"
"Hey, okay, professor, please rest." Fingel looked as excited as if he had won the lottery, and turned around to call to the school engineering department behind him to start working.
How could he not be excited? Escorting Deadpool back to the academy with such a high grade point could make up for one-third of the gap in his grade. He had not encountered such an easy and high grade practical class task in four or five years.
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While Fingel was working hard to move and store Deadpool's body, Fu Nian looked at Fingel with curiosity, who had a standard Western face.
The other party has the face of a standard German elite aristocrat, and the most important thing in his handsomeness is elegance and nobility.
But why... all that's left about this guy is his handsomeness. Fu Nian looked up and down Fingel again. He had messy hair just after he woke up, his decadent windbreaker, and his unsatisfactory ripped pants. How could he be like this?
Like a homeless man on the streets of a certain country.
"This is Fu Nian who is about to join our college." Under Fu Nian's gaze, Fingel quickly came to him and stretched out his hand.
"Hey hey hey, hello, Fingel von Flins."
"Fu Nian." Fu Nian reached out and held Fingel's hand.
Suddenly, his brows frowned.
Looking up suddenly,
They looked at each other in surprise.
Fingel looked at Fu Nian's bright eyes and subconsciously touched his face.
I secretly wonder if I am handsome again?
Without staying too long, Fu Nian followed Manstein and Chen Xiaoxiao into another taxi prepared by the school administration department.
By the time they returned to the hotel again, it was already early the next morning.
The heavy rain outside has turned into moderate rain.
Fu Nian did not immediately return to his room to take a shower and sleep. Instead, he sat on the sofa in front of the balcony and watched the raindrops falling in front of him.
The moment he came into contact with Fingel, the blood flow in his body suddenly accelerated for a moment.
This feeling was quite familiar to him. He remembered that he had felt this way the moment he came out of the subway station and came into contact with the mixed race.
But when he came into contact with Raymond, Chen Xiaoxiao and others, he didn't feel this way.
As for the reason, Fu Nian actually figured it out. In the subsequent investigation report, Raymond told himself that the man's spirit was about the series of earth elements. The other party's dragon blood belonged to his direct or collateral line.
When in contact, it resonated with my own bloodline.
In other words, the one named Fingel is also the Word Spirit of the Earth series.
However, Fu Nian curiously recalled the scenes when he saw the other party.
A very strange feeling floated in my heart.
Why is my fluctuation so violent this time? It is not an exaggeration to describe the metaphor, this fluctuation is more than ten times more powerful than the last time.
In Fu Nian's opinion, this is like the difference between Enoki mushrooms and South American green anacondas.
This puzzled Fu Nian.
"What are you thinking about?" A crisp voice sounded behind Fu Nian. Before anyone could get close, a strong milky fragrance began to quickly invade the nearby air.
Chen Xiaoxiao, who was wrapped in a bathrobe and trying hard to rub his hair, walked slowly behind Fu Nian. He stretched his neck and tilted his head to look at Fu Nian's slightly frowning brows.
That delicate white face is like soft white bread that just came out of the steam oven, full of color and fragrance.