Professional God

There were not many people in the cafeteria early in the morning. The tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the floor was greasy and reflective.Ruolan had already rushed to the dining window in the glistening oil: "Uncle! I want a piece of horseshoe cake, red bean cake, gold cake and candied date cake, thank you!"

A series of names of pastries that were too sweet just to listen to them popped out of her mouth like cannonballs.Chu Ze stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, silently watching the guide, who was as quiet as a virgin and as mad as he was moving, rush towards the window.

The idea that he finally had a normal classmate just now was indeed an illusion.

The cafeteria uncle put the plastic bag on his hands with ease, grabbed a pack of desserts for Ruolan, and she raised the magnetic card in her hand to swipe it on the card reader.

The card reader lights up red: "beep beep——"

Canteen uncle: "Student, do you have no money in this card?"

Ruolan: "Meow meow? I obviously have 100 yuan left from last semester?!"

She moved the card away and swiped it again.

The card reader lights up red: "beep beep——"

Ruolan: "What's the situation?!"

She removed the magnetic card, looked it over and over several times, and suddenly realized: "Fuck, I took the wrong card! This is Baitatong!"

Immediately afterwards, an unforgettable scene appeared for Chu Ze.

The guide girl who swiped the bus card for the meal card by mistake put Baitatong back in her pocket calmly, straightened her bangs carefully, and put a bag full of pastries on the window sill of the dining window.Then she quickly took off her pants and rushed towards Chu Ze on her knees, and hugged his thigh tightly.

Ruolan: "Dad! Lend me a meal card!!!"

Chu Ze: "?! Fuck you, let go, Xiang Xiangshou or not!"

This style of painting seems to be different from the White Tower students in his only impression?Is it because the current young guide is too unrestrained, or is he out of touch with this era? !

Chu Ze tried his best to tear Ruolan off her leg, and said awkwardly: "It's useless for you to look for me, and I don't have a meal card either?"

"It's okay, I'll take you to do it now!" Ruolan raised her head, showing longing eyes.If she had a dog tail behind her ass, she would probably be turned into a windmill by now. "Anyway, it will have to be done sooner or later. If you do it now, you can buy lunch directly at noon today, and you don't need to queue up to get a card!"

So Chu Ze unknowingly followed Ruolan, listened to her instructions and paid for the meal card, helped her pay for breakfast, and then followed her back to the classroom for no apparent reason.

Ruolan was so satisfied after eating breakfast that she was almost bubbling with happiness.She took small bites of the horseshoe cake, her cheeks swelled up like some cute rodents, and said vaguely while eating: "Thank you, I will transfer the money to you in the classroom... by the way, as you In return for swiping my card, let me tell you an exclusive gossip."

While talking, she wiped her mouth, gulped down the horseshoe cake in her mouth, and blinked at Chu Ze.Knowing that she was waiting for him to answer, Chu Ze said kindly, "I'm not interested."

Ruolan: "No, you have to ask 'what is it'."

"...Okay," Chu Ze reluctantly asked because she really wanted to say something. "What is it?"

"About your tablemate. This is big news, you just need to know it yourself, don't tell others." Ruolan narrowed her eyes and smiled, with a wicked expression on her face. "He's a dog with plastic surgery. Although he looks like a Qingta bloodline, his hair has been dyed and permed, and his face has also been reshaped—the nose is filled with prostheses, and his forehead is filled with hyaluronic acid..."

"Stop, stop," Chu Ze made a "stop" gesture. "Whether others like to fix it or not, what does it matter to me?"

"Hey, I knew you weren't interested in such superficial gossip. (Chu Ze: I just said I wasn't interested.)" Ruolan continued to babble. "Okay, let me tell you a real big secret - he's a sentinel, right? You mustn't mess with him."

Chu Ze nodded expressionlessly: "I know."

"Let me tell you," Ruolan looked around to make sure there was no one around, leaned over and whispered. "When I came in, I just saw him arguing with someone. Guess who he was arguing with?——It's the chief of Chita! Dark Sentinel Thanatos!"

Only then did Chu Ze stop in surprise.

The Five Towers Alliance consists of five towers of gold, white, red, blue, and black. The golden tower is the political and economic center of the alliance, the white tower is the ivory tower of the guide, the green tower is the peace zone, the black tower is the science and technology research institute, and the red tower is the spar of the sentinel. Da.Being able to get the two titles of "Chita Chief Sentinel" and the legendary "Dark Sentinel" who can only have one sentry king in each field, that Thanatos can almost be regarded as the leader of all the sentries in the alliance.

What is the origin of his perverted new tablemate in women's clothes who is suspected of being insane, not only sent by the Sentinel King himself, but also has the guts to challenge him unceremoniously?

At the thought of sharing a desk with such a terrifying character of unknown origin, Chu Ze suddenly despaired deeply about his study career for the next year.

Ruolan was very generous, and shared half a piece of horseshoe cake with him and comforted him, "Don't worry, the protection system for guides is perfect now, and he can't do anything for you under normal circumstances", while bouncing back to the classroom.

There are a few more students in the classroom, and the head teacher is already standing on the podium.When Ruolan entered the door, she was carrying the bag of cakes and cakes openly, but was caught by the teacher in charge, who reprimanded him lightly: "Ruolan! It's so late to buy breakfast again." , Do you want to eat during class? You are already in the third year of high school this year, do you feel a little nervous, can't you come earlier?"

Ruolan shrugged her shoulders: "Ah, didn't I bring my new classmates to familiarize myself with the school! I won't eat during class."

The homeroom teacher looked at her suspiciously, then looked at Chu Ze behind her, and reluctantly believed her words: "Hurry up and get back to your seat, the opening ceremony will be broadcast live immediately! Eating is not allowed during the opening ceremony."

Ruolan muttered "Got it", then rushed to her seat and sat down.

Chu Ze also walked into the classroom.When he walked to the edge of his seat, he hesitated for a moment, looked at the golden weed-like head of his deskmate who was still sleeping soundly, and tiptoedly sat down.

The pointer quickly pointed to 08:30, and the students in the class had already arrived at sevens and eights, and started to hand in homework noisily—or copy homework.As a transfer student, Chu Ze didn't have such troubles. He lay down on the table bored and began to heal his damaged mental image routinely.

His mental picture is a grassy slope covered with clusters of small glowing flowers.Going down slowly along the grassy slope is a small river with gentle flow. The river is covered with dots of unmelted snow, and the river is surrounded by each other. The instructor once told him that this river is in the shape of a Mobius ring.

The spiritual landscape is a map of the guide's mind, a symbol of connotation and personality. The more magnificent the spiritual landscape, the stronger the spiritual power of the guide.His mental picture—although it should be post-traumatic—is too stingy, and the three guides are more than sufficient, but there is still a distance from the two preliminary evaluations on his student ID card.

He walked to the river and squatted down, slowly stretching his hands into the soft and cool water.The surroundings are silent, you can't hear the flowers blooming, the snow falling, or the sound of water flowing.

The grassy slope symbolizes a broad mind, the river symbolizes infinite gentleness, the glowing flowers symbolize hope and ideals, and the unmelted snow symbolizes nobility... It doesn't resemble his character at all.He really wanted to know what his previous mental image was like, and why even though he was severely injured, he still had his mentor give him the evaluation of preparing for the second seat.

He sighed, and pulled his hand out of the river, the water dripped from his hand into the river, still silent.He was just about to leave his mental image, but he heard a clear scream past his ears.

Even if that kind of sound is subtle, it is still obvious enough in the vast silence.Chu Ze suddenly turned his head, but in front of him was still the gentle and silent river, as if the crisp sound was his illusion.He waited for a long while, but still couldn't wait for the voice to sound again, and lowered his head somewhat disappointed.At that moment, a louder and more stern sound whizzed past his ears, shaking him trembling all over.

His eyes widened.

At the bottom of the gentle river, a huge fiery red phantom passed by.

It was the first time Chu Ze had a nightmare and was awakened from his mental image.He suddenly propped himself up from the desk, inhaled heavily like a person rescued from drowning, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his heart was beating wildly.

What was that... just now?

He had never seen such a thing in his mental picture before!

After he calmed down his breathing and stabilized his emotions, he recalled what the shadow he saw just now looked like, but found that he could not remember it clearly.Reluctantly, he went back to his mental landscape, trying to find that mysterious shadow, but the mental landscape was as silent and calm as before, as if the glimpse just now was completely an illusion that he had created out of nothing.

Chu Ze found nothing and returned angrily.When he opened his eyes, he found that the head teacher was standing in front of his desk, knocking on his desk: "This new classmate... you are the classmate Chu Ze who transferred this year, right?"

Chu Ze nodded blankly.

"Did you enter your mental image just now?"

"Uh... yes?" Chu Ze nodded again.

"Without the supervision of a tutor, it's best not to do this in the future." The head teacher adjusted his glasses and advised him with a pleasant face. "The spiritual system of ungraduated guides is very unstable, and it is easy to have accidents if you mess around. If you want to enter the spiritual picture in the future, it is best to do it under the supervision of a mentor or a mature senior guide."

Just as Chu Ze wanted to defend himself, he told the teacher in charge that he had entered the mental scene alone in this way before, and there had never been any accidents.But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered the shadow he had encountered just now, and became dumb again. He could only nod embarrassingly under the gaze of the head teacher and the strange eyes of the students, agreeing to the head teacher's words.

The class teacher returned to the podium and started to turn on the projection.

Only then did Chu Ze notice that it was already [-]:[-].

"Ruolan!" The head teacher called to the students who were sitting directly under the projector while pressing the button on the podium to control the falling of the curtain. "Go and turn on the projector!"

"Yessir!" Ruolan saluted pretendingly, quickly took off her shoes, stepped on the table and reached for the projector switch.It's a pity that she is too short, even if she stretches out her hand, she can't reach it anyway, and she almost jumped up in anxiety.The students around were obviously used to this scene, and they let out friendly laughter.The head teacher also laughed, and while laughing, he suppressed a laugh and called those students who were snickering: "What are you looking at, go get her a broom."

"No need." A boy's voice suddenly sounded beside Chu Ze.

The voice was very soft, with the laziness of waking up from a long dream, and it was so pleasant that people could easily think of it as a nightingale singing in the rose garden.Chu Ze was stunned for a moment before remembering to turn his head. He saw the sentry sitting next to him get up from the table, yawned, rubbed his eyes and stood up.