The CC1000 train runs smoothly on the railway track.
The train corridor was a mess.
You can see that the corridor originally made of tungsten steel alloy looks like a little bit of boiled cheese dripping down from the four walls, and then it is cooled and solidified again.
Lu Mingfei looked at all this with a wry smile, thinking that he had destroyed something belonging to Kassel College again, and this might really make him lose money.
The dream created by the little devil was too real. In the dream, he fought fiercely with Odin, and finally broke through the seal and burst out the black flame spirit. In reality, his spirit was also strongly stimulated, causing him to subconsciously trigger the black spirit.
flame.
However, the black flames in reality are just a flash in the pan, and they are not like in the dream, where the black flames rage like a frenzy and carry out various bombings.
But even if it only burst out instantly, it still caused terrible damage to the train.
It’s also thanks to the excellent quality of the academy’s exclusive train, otherwise, it would probably have broken in half by now.
He scratched his head and said that if the college asked him to pay for the loss this time, it might really ask his uncle to take action.
Lu Mingfei glanced at Hui Liyi beside him, and found that the girl looked up in an equally cute way.
"Sakura, are you okay?"
The girl asked with concern.
She had been sleeping in a Japanese-style car next to her. She woke up after feeling the strong fluctuations in her spiritual spirit, until she saw Lu Mingfei standing in the almost ruins-like corridor.
Worried inside, Eliyi came to Lu Mingfei regardless, and then threw herself into the boy's arms.
"Don't worry Eri, Sakura is fine."
Lu Mingfei smiled softly and stroked the girl's long hair.
He also showed off his muscles to show that he was in good health.
Eriki nodded, but hugged the boy tighter.
"Ahem, um, I'd like to excuse you, are you two finished?"
A humble voice came from the corner of the corridor.
Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked.
I saw a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair looking towards this place with his head tilted up. There was still a panic expression on his somewhat elegant face. It was none other than Masashi Toyama.
This teacher, who has excellent psychological quality and rich experience in psychological counseling, was so scared that his face turned pale at this moment. If he hadn't been sitting in a wheelchair, he would probably have collapsed on his butt without being able to stand.
On the ground.
Beside him was a tall and thin figure wearing a windbreaker, it was Schneider.
Although the head of the executive department of Cassel College has always been known for his violent and iron-blooded killings, at this moment he couldn't help but look shaken, and his calves trembled slightly, obviously he was frightened.
It is said that after the disaster that this minister once experienced, his heart has become as cold as ice.
Facing the enemy, he is comparable to a cold-blooded dragon. In his own words, he wants to live like a dragon. Only in this way can he dare to chop off their heads with a knife when facing the enemy.
Come down.
In fact, Schneider has been pursuing this way of doing things over the years, and the word fear almost never appears in his mind again.
But now this emotion was surging in his mind, and it was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.
That is not a fear that can be overcome by one's own mental will, but an emotion that appears naturally. It is the instinctive fear of being a weak person as the superior crushes the inferior.
It's like facing a devastating disaster. No matter how loud you roar, when the destruction comes, you won't stop for a second.
The reason why the two of them looked like this was because the scene that happened not long ago was too shocking.
No, to be precise, it's too creepy.
Lu Mingfei in the corridor suddenly erupted with powerful speech and spirit fluctuations. When Schneider and Masashi Toyama rushed out of the car, they saw an extremely horrifying scene from a distance.
They subconsciously stopped.
There is a strong signal coming from somewhere, that is, if you take a step forward, you will die, and your death will be very miserable.
The blazing high temperature continues to rise, and the wax on the four walls made of tungsten steel alloy with a hardness comparable to diamonds generally melts.
Black flames burst out from the boy's body, like some extremely terrifying beast in myths and legends stretching out its huge black tongue and licking greedily all around.
Any place licked by the giant tongue melts rapidly, and at first glance it looks like licking cheese.
Schneider and Masashi Toyama froze on the spot.
This was the first time they had seen such a powerful word spirit. Even though the power of the black flame had dissipated for a long time, they still felt trembled by it deep in their hearts.
Schneider and Toyama Masashi looked at each other unnaturally.
In their opinion, the reason why Lu Mingfei had such an unexpected outburst of his own speaking spirit was probably because he had been under the influence of hypnosis not long ago.
In order to more thoroughly explore the bloodline of Lu Mingfei, an S-class freshman student, Schneider planned to let Masashi Toyama use his hypnotic speech spirit.
Once a hybrid is hypnotized, not only his own experience, but even some things deep in his soul can have a general understanding.
It is precisely because of this spiritual spirit that Masashi Toyama became an extremely outstanding psychological counselor at Kassel College.
Because he can enter the spiritual world of every student.
Those students are all aliens with dragon blood. For this kind of group, once they have any psychological problems, ordinary language persuasion will not work at all. In other words, in addition to the resolution of the power of language, some assistance is also needed.
Only by means can we prescribe the right medicine.
Every time Toyama Masashi uses spiritual hypnosis, he can accurately find the psychological frustrations of the students, and then provide a certain degree of psychological counseling to help students with psychological problems go through the most difficult moments in their lives and avoid tragedies.
Of course, with Lu Mingfei's powerful S-level bloodline, Toyama Masashi would not be naive enough to think that he could hypnotize the opponent with his own speech spirit. He would also need additional assistance to increase the hypnotic effect.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Masashi Toyama always carries an alchemical compass, which can help strengthen the spirit of speech. The alchemical compass is about the size of a palm, with some strange textures on it, and it is a
Small auxiliary alchemical matrix.
It is roughly similar to the amplified alchemy matrix under the ice cellar of Kassel College. To a certain extent, it is equivalent to a mini version of the other party.
After using the compass to increase hypnosis, you can enter Lu Mingfei's spiritual world.
In fact, when Lu Mingfei was standing in the corridor and heard the sound of the clinking of spoons, and then followed the sound, that was when the spiritual hypnosis was activated.
It just happened to trigger the dream that the little devil Lu Mingze set on Lu Mingfei.
As a result, they mistakenly thought that hypnosis had triggered something in Lu Mingfei's spiritual world, causing his own aura to be disordered, and there might even be a phenomenon similar to spiritual vision, thus unexpectedly bursting out his own speaking spirit.
It's just that the power of this word spirit is too terrifying.
There was a snap.
When Lu Mingfei looked at Masashi Toyama, the latter's hand shook, and the alchemical compass rolled toward the boy's feet like a large coin.
However, it did not stop directly, but circled the other side very spiritually before finally stopping.
Lu Mingfei bent down and picked it up, gently rubbing the alchemical texture on it.
"Teacher Masashi Toyama, you dropped something."
The boy picked up the compass and handed it to Masashi Toyama.
"Thank you Lu Lu Lu..."
Masashi Toyama gingerly took the compass and expressed his thanks.
However, when I said thank you to classmate Lu Mingfei, it might be because my heart was too frightened and my mouth kept moving in circles.
Schneider, who was on the side, patted the man on the shoulder and managed to calm down.
Schneider looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "You can get ready. We will arrive at Kassel College in half an hour."
"That, the corridor of the academy train..."
Lu Mingfei said with some shame.
But before he finished speaking, Schneider interrupted him, "You don't have to worry about this. Outbursts of words and spirits are common among students, especially freshmen."
"In other words, nothing will happen without me?"
"You can go get ready."
"Okay, thank you Professor Schneider, thank you Teacher Masashi Toyama."
Lu Mingfei quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
After expressing his gratitude to the two of them, he immediately left with Eriki.
"Professor Schneider, I'm sorry, I messed up. I really didn't know that a hypnosis session would turn out like this."
Looking at Lu Mingfei's leaving figure, Toyama Masashi smiled bitterly.
"Teacher Masashi Toyama, don't blame yourself. I don't blame you for this. It was my negligence that allowed you to hypnotize an S-class rashly. So it's me who should be sorry."
"What on earth has this boy experienced, and why did he suddenly explode?"
Masashi Toyama was still frightened.
"It's very possible that our S-class is facing an awakening, and then encounters something in the spiritual vision that causes it to explode unexpectedly...Yan Ling."
Schneider said in a deep tone.
There was a hint of tremor in the hoarse voice.
Thinking of the terrifying black flame spirit on Lu Mingfei's body, he couldn't help but feel suffocated.
Schneider felt that his understanding of the dragon world had almost changed. What a terrifying authority it was. It was no exaggeration to say that the black god of death was walking in the world.
Can Cassel really control such a student?
At this moment, even Schneider, who had always regarded slaying dragons as his own duty, and who would do whatever it took to slay dragons, couldn't help but feel palpitations.
"Teacher Masashi Toyama, regarding the performance of Lu Mingfei, an S-level freshman, please be sure not to tell anyone except the principal, otherwise it will be difficult for me."
Schneider suddenly spoke quietly.
If we go by the lineage theory, Lu Mingfei would most likely be blacklisted by the school board if he suddenly went berserk and unleashed his powerful spirit.
It's as scary as raising a jaguar in a human family.
In fact, in Schneider's mind, considering Lu Mingfei's various performances, it might be more appropriate to say that the other party is a pure-blooded dragon.
"Don't worry, Professor Schneider, I will never tell anyone. No, I didn't see anything. I consumed too much energy just now and accidentally passed out. I just woke up now. Well, what happened?
"
Masashi Toyama's hurried and cautious expression can be said to be a moment of drama.
"Well, you're pretty good."
Schneider patted the man on the shoulder with satisfaction, then pushed the car and left.
Only Masashi Toyama was left in the corridor.
At this moment, this man, who had always had a strong psychological quality, pursed his lips tightly, with a look of grievance on his face.
First, he was shocked by Lu Mingfei's outburst, which made his liver tremble, and then he was threatened and intimidated by Schneider.
Why is he always the one who gets hurt? He is obviously a victim too, right?
There was a snap.
Just when Masashi Toyama felt aggrieved and dissatisfied, someone suddenly tapped him on his shoulder.
Some guilty middle-aged men were so frightened that they almost jumped out of their wheelchairs. When they turned around, they saw a guy covered in bandages, looking straight at him like a mummy.
"It turns out to be Mr. Fingel. Well, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"
Seeing that the person who came was not Schneider or Lu Mingfei, Masashi Toyama couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he looked at Fingel with sympathy on his face.
It is said that this guy was wrapped up like this because of his own handiwork.
Fingel was also unlucky. He might have had too many drinks before, and he just pushed out of the carriage to go to the toilet. As a result, he was rubbed by the black flames that Lu Mingfei unconsciously erupted, and then he ended up in this tragic situation.
However, the terror of Black Flame can also be seen from this.
After all, Fingel's rough-skinned and thick-bodied tank attributes were well-known in Kassel College. However, such a physique was simply affected by the black flames, but it resulted in such serious consequences.
If you really can't dodge, you might as well turn into ashes directly.
The reason why Toyama Masashi wrapped Fingel into a meat dumpling is also related to his own lack of proficiency in his business.
Toyama Masashi is just a psychological counselor, to put it bluntly, he is a psychiatrist. Naturally, he is not very professional in this kind of bandaging and treatment, but he has learned some bandaging techniques on the train, so he can only do it at that time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's getting better. Thank you for the teacher's help. It's just that the bandage on the left side of my face is a little tight. It's a little difficult to breathe now. Can you help me a little bit?"
Adjust it?
And we are almost arriving in Kassel. If I show up in such a bad shape, I will be laughed at by the brothers in the news department."
As he spoke, Fingel deliberately moved closer to Masashi Toyama.
"Teacher, can you help me cover up a little bit, such as getting a more mysterious hood to cover me?"
"this……"
Facing the young man's approach, Toyama Masashi's upper body subconsciously leaned back.
But he was already sitting in a wheelchair, and his back was already firmly pressed against him.
Seeing Fingel's eager eyes, Masashi Toyama knew that if he didn't have an explanation for this guy today, he probably wouldn't give up easily, especially as he got off the train and was about to arrive at the academy.
But what kind of headgear qualifies as mysterious?
He glanced around subconsciously and suddenly saw a KFC bag placed in a corner.
"Hey, I have it!"
The man's eyes lit up.
He wheeled the wheelchair to the corner, picked up the KFC bag, and then put the bag on Fingel's head as he looked expectantly.
"It's done. In this case, there should be a mystery."
Masashi Toyama looked at his "masterpiece" and clapped his hands with satisfaction.
"Really, teacher!"
Fingel's muffled voice came from the bag, "But I can't seem to see anything now."
The young man stretched out his hand and touched it.
He immediately touched Masashi Toyama's face and pulled at his nostrils.
"Wait a moment."
Masashi Toyama struggled to pull Fingel's stretched out hands away from his face.
Then he punched two holes in the KFC bag.
In this way, a mysterious Mr. KFC was born.
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The CC1000 train is traveling at high speed.
It wasn't until half an hour later that a magnificent academy hidden among the ancient mountains appeared in everyone's sight.