“try a week without railway!!!”

A giant white banner hangs in the empty waiting hall of a Chicago train station.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang stood under the banner, looking up at the Chicago railroad workers' protest against power.

“Try a week without rail!”

This is what the banner means.

CC1000 branch line express is suspended.

Those who hung the banner were obviously railroad workers from the Chicago Railroad Department. They were probably dissatisfied with the high intensity and low wages of railroad work and demanded more reasonable treatment.

The Kassel Academy is indeed a very powerful institution, with 1,000 branch line express trains and operating this train itself.

But as long as it is a train, it must run on the rails. Without switchmen and a dispatch center, no matter how luxurious the train is, it cannot enter the station.

Lu Mingfei touched his nose and didn't pay much attention to the banner. Instead, he kept looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

Chu Zihang has been observing his junior brother from the side.

To be honest, he was a little confused about his junior brother's intentions.

When I got off the plane this morning, my junior brother behaved as before, as if the chance encounter with Odin on the highway was just a dream.

But who would think it was just a dream?

But this is how the junior brother behaved, which made Chu Zihang a little confused.

Coupled with the looming headache that started this morning, he remained silent all the way.

At this moment, Chu Zihang felt that it was necessary to have an in-depth communication with his junior brother and at least have a showdown in some aspects.

"Brother, have you ever encountered this kind of situation before?"

The junior brother asked casually while looking around.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, and said honestly: "No, I am an A-class train. Every time I enter the station at the time Norma said, the train is waiting on the platform. I check in and check in, and it leaves in a few minutes."

The junior brother let out a long sigh, lowered his head and said, "But I'm different. This train didn't go on time for me."

Chu Zihang frowned and said: "The school arranges trains based on blood level. You are the only S-level among the current students. You should be the top priority. Why didn't you pass on time?"

"The first time the conductor said he was mistaken and thought I was a 'B' class. That time I ran into Fengo and we shared a cup of Coke because we were short of money. Now that I think about it, it was all a bad fate!"

"The second time was when I came back from the Three Gorges. It was winter and the railway was closed due to heavy snowfall. This was the third time. I thought there would be no problem, right? Now everyone knows that I am an 'S' class, right? It's also summer.

Is it going to snow or freeze? I have never heard of trains not being able to run because of the hot weather! Then you saw that the worker brothers went on strike. By the way, congratulations to your brother, this is the first time you were let off by a train.

with me."

"this……"

Chu Zihang didn't know how to comfort him,

"Just pretend that the God of decline is leaning over. Have you ever played Monopoly? It's really miserable when the God of decline is leaning over, but it only lasts for a while. After seven days, the God of decline will leave. I'll find a hotel in Chicago during these seven days.

If you stay here, you can go see Lake Michigan. Now is the best season for sailing on the lake. In two months, the friendly match between the college and the University of Chicago will begin. Are you also participating in the sailing training? "

"Senior brother, you don't understand the situation. It's not me but you who are possessed by the God of Decay. You are the dignified president of the Lionheart Club. You were the boss of a club in Kassel College and you were the boss of the day. You never had to suffer the hardship of waiting for a bus.

Now you're possessed, so you're trapped here."

Lu Mingfei explained carefully,

"Training camp? I participated, but isn't it to see beautiful women?"

"Oh, that's it." Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment.

But junior brother, aren't you, at worst, the second generation?

Can a small student club be wiped out in front of you with just a few clicks?

"And I," the junior brother stretched out his hand to nod himself, with a sad face, "I am the God of Failure! You will die in seven days, but I am still as bad as ever!"

Chu Zihang stared blankly at his junior brother's crying face, thinking silently in his heart.

Will the first generation species... also be released by humans?

If the worker brothers knew that a first-generation worker was crying because of their strike, I wonder if they would proudly post on Twitter or Facebook.

He could only reach out and pat his junior brother on the shoulder, comforting him: "It's okay, I don't care about being possessed by you..."

The junior brother's eyes filled with tears and tears of gratitude. He held the senior brother's hand and shook it vigorously, saying with deep affection on his face:

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother has been short of money recently. Have you paid for the hotel and expenses for the next week?"

Chu Zihang wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his junior brother held it tightly, with a look on his face that he would not let go until he agreed.

Junior brother...is he really the first generation?

He couldn't help but start to fall into self-doubt.

Maybe what happened on the highway was really just a dream?

He fainted on the way because of an abdominal injury?

Because too much blood oozed out, his junior brother helped him change his clothes. Is Odin just dreaming about everything?

In the midst of self-doubt, Chu Zihang couldn't help but explain himself for what happened yesterday, and even formed a complete logical chain.

He majored in alchemy and machinery, but he also took a dragon genealogy course during his freshman year. It was a course that studied the history of the dragon family and delved into the dark side of its history.

In that dark history, dragons often appeared in negative images.

They are cruel, murderous, and war-like...the so-called benevolence and righteousness are not worth mentioning in their eyes. There is no kindness even among the same kind, let alone the slave-like humans.

But no professor has ever told him that the first generation of dragons to control power is actually a half-hearted character...

If this is really the case, then the reason for the decline and demise of the Dragon Clan seems to be explained.

There is no need for everyone to slay dragons. Maybe the school can build a dragon museum similar to a zoo, and gather the efforts of the whole people to jointly protect endangered protected animals-dragons?

Chu Zihang looked at his junior brother and fell into deep thought.

If my junior brother is really the first generation, then maybe I can stay with my junior brother temporarily, observe him quietly, and understand the nature and truth of the dragon clan from him.

The teacher said that if you want to defeat your enemy, you must understand the opponent deeply.

In this way, I don't have to tell the teacher or the school about my junior brother. I only need to keep an eye on my junior brother. The junior brother has spent a year peacefully in the school, which is enough to prove his harmlessness.

You can also write "In order to better observe junior brother..." in the mission report afterwards.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

Chu Zihang suddenly raised his head and came out of his reverie.

The junior brother held his hand and called him affectionately.

He took a deep breath and said comfortingly: "Since you have trouble with money, then share your apartment with me and I will pay the rent."

In this way, he can completely include his junior brother under surveillance.

Chu Zihang said to himself silently.

But he also knew in his heart that he simply didn't want to betray his junior brother.

He is the ace cadre of the execution department. He knows how the secret party deals with Long. There is no compromise or tolerance, only fight to the death!

Suddenly a chuckle came from above the head: "What kind of room do two grown men want to rent?"

Chu Zihang was shocked. Besides him and his junior brother, was there a third person in the waiting hall?

He and his junior brother raised their heads and looked around, and saw the huge white strip ten meters long and wide trembling slightly, as if someone was hiding behind it.

The figure moved to the left along the beam, stretched out a hand from behind the white cloth, and took off the hook on the left waist. Then it moved to the right, and stretched out its hand from the right to reach the hook.

"Be careful!" Chu Zihang suddenly shouted.

The beam shook, and the person behind the white cloth was unsteady, and the entire white cloth was torn off. Just as a gust of wind swept into the waiting hall, the white cloth was like a falling cloud.

The moment Chu Zihang shouted, he felt a strong force coming from his junior brother's hand.

He was pushed out by his junior brother.

But this was exactly what he wanted. This was a fall from a height of five to six meters. Most people would have to break their bones anyway. He originally wanted to catch the opponent.

"Ouch!"

With a cry of surprise, Chu Zihang steadily caught the person who fell from the sky and was wrapped in white cloth.

Surprisingly light and soft.

Is it a girl?

He was stunned.

"Who is this, are you trying to kill yourself?" Junior Brother's voice came from behind.

A head poked its head out of the white cloth. While looking at the posture, Chu Zihang fell silent and gently put the other person on the ground. He took a step back and stood beside his junior brother.

Both of them looked at the girl who was placed on the ground in silence.

This is a kind of awe and respect for beautiful things, just like a tomb robber who burrowed into Tutankhamun's twilight cave. Facing the extremely exquisite golden mask that seemed to have sealed time, he would admire and remain silent for a long time, not daring to reach out.
To be continued...