If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 97 The Nerd Warm Man and the Vase

". He taught the ancient Egyptians navigation, construction, alchemy, astrology, and philosophy, and he is known as the eternal wise man, great philosopher, priest, and king. May I ask what is his name? Mandy, the question is given by You answer." The professor on the podium patted the whiteboard and made a humming sound.

The moment she heard her name, Mandy woke up from her sleep and stood up in a conditioned reflex. Her eyes were slightly photophobic. It took two or three seconds to adjust to the light in the classroom. She saw the professor's face behind the podium. With an expressionless face, her heart skipped a beat.

"It's the third time." The professor said, "The usual grades should be deducted."

"Yes." Mandy sat down in frustration.

On the podium, the professor continued to explain the story of Cuiyulu Slate and Hermes. The students in the uniform of Kassel College sat in standard postures, either contemplating or nodding. That's called a mesmerizing one.

Mandy also really wants to fit into this environment, but every time she wants to meditate, she can't help but go deeper into a state of meditation, kicking her legs and drooling a little bit - she stayed up late last night watching Japanese dramas, it was too late Oh, the golden "Witch's Trial" was so exciting that I couldn't bear to watch it for a few more episodes. It was already dark, and I completely forgot that there was an alchemy class in the morning.

Fortunately, today's professor is talking about theoretical knowledge and history. If she really wants to operate those precision utensils, she is afraid that she will have to re-enact the operation of the genius who bombed the classroom last time.

However, Rao was still caught dozing off. This was the third time she had been caught this semester. If her usual grades were deducted from the alchemy class at the end of the semester, it would be a fool's errand to get points.

"Ah—" Mandy was lying on the table with her head in her arms, filled with emotion.

It is said that Kassel College is a paradise for elites and geniuses. She felt that she must have gone to the wrong place. Maybe she was not a mixed race at all, but a little white rabbit who got mixed into the dragon's nest.Others are diligent in training after entering school, shouldering the great responsibility of slaying dragons and the fate of mankind, wishing to have 24 hours a day to refine dragon slaying skills, but she wished to have 48 hours a day, sleep 24 hours, and sleep 24 hours a day. watch drama.

Is she wrong, is she really wrong!Shouldn't a young girl's energy be focused on chasing stars and dramas?When the Dragon King made his debut as an idol, maybe Mandy will have the opportunity to win the seat of the mixed-race elite.

The professor of the alchemy class talked about the jade record and the pyramid for a whole class. He said that it is the key to refining the sage's stone, and that whoever controls the thirteen secret words on it can control the secret of the origin of all things in the world. Students Everyone showed expectant eyes, and Mandy's eyes were full of expectations, but she was thinking about the bell ringing.
So the get out of class bell rang, Mandy sighed, and the professor packed up the class case and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the blond girl lying on the table with a look of lamentation and anger.

"Mandy, you look so bad." The brunette girl at the next table packed up her books and called to Mandy.

"If you watch the show all night, you'll look as bad as me." Mandy said with a sullen face.

"It also depends on the time of the next day's class." The brunette girl rubbed Mandy's hair: "Professor Feng Si is very careful. You were caught sleeping three times in a row in his class. You have to be mentally prepared for the final grades of the course.”

"That's the end." Mandy rubbed her hair into a mess with her hands and looked frustrated: "My professor Mance's class is estimated to have to be suspended. In the last class, I was completely listening to the book, and I felt like I was sitting in my seat. is superfluous."

"If you go on like this, if you don't get enough credits, you won't be able to graduate." The brunette girl sighed: "You are really nervous, aren't you nervous when watching the drama? If I knew there was a class tomorrow morning, I wouldn't bring the textbooks. I can't fall asleep after three pre-rehearsals."

"Of course I'm nervous!" Mandy sighed: "The difference between whether there is a class the next day for me is to watch the drama with peace of mind and watch it nervously."

"This." The brunette girl scratched her head and seemed to have nothing to do with this desperate salted fish girl.

"Credits, credits, grade points, grade points." Mandy packed up the book and stood up and stretched: "Why am I not a genius, I can memorize the book after reading it once, so I don't need to work hard I pondered and endorsed while drinking milk."

"Actually, if you don't have enough credits and are worried that you won't be able to graduate, there are other ways." The brunette girl looked at the depressed Mandy and hesitated and said, "You can go to the executive department and apply for field assignments. Recently, I heard that there is a shortage of people in the executive department. Use, one fieldwork is considered a credit for a professional course, and a few more fieldwork may be enough for your credits.”

"Is there such a thing?" Mandy was stunned: "Isn't the executive department the most taboo to use 'child labor'?"

"After the last assignment in Chicago, the executive department changed its rules. The minister felt that the capable people worked hard, and the new shoots should be more devastated by the storms to thrive, so now the students above the second year can apply for field assignments voluntarily. , but you have to repatriate the corpse to bookmark before starting the task." The brown-haired girl said, "After all, our college is not a place for cultivating nerds. Students who are interested in scientific research can just read books, and students who are not good at learning naturally also You can graduate by going out to work.”

"How humane and elegant." Mandy sighed: "But what if the field mission fails?"

"Deduct your original credits, or send your body back to China"

"Wow." Mandy sighed with a bitter face: "Sisters, do you think I look like a real combat person?"

"I remember that your physical fitness test was B+, right? You are more of a practical school than scientific research." The brunette girl tilted her head and looked at the well-proportioned Mandy. When her eyes fell on her waist, a touch of regret quietly disappeared. Past: "It's just that maybe you need to eat more vegetarian recently."

"Hey! Hey! I'm not fat, okay?" Mandy covered her waist and shouted loudly: "I don't drink Coke lately and instead drink Fanta!"

"No difference." The brunette girl shrugged: "By the way, those who apply for field assignments from the Executive Department can form a team, do you understand what I mean?"

Mandy was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his eyes flashed: "What do you mean?"

"You can cheat." The brunette girl lowered her voice: "Before you came to Kassel, you participated in a competition similar to the Olympiad modelling, right? Like that kind of competition is a group of three people, and there will always be a nerd in the group. A warm man and a vase, the nerd is in charge of modeling and defense, the vase is in charge of the vase, and the warm man is in charge of making the vase"

"And I'm the vase." Mandy blinked.

"You are indeed a vase with your appearance, but you still lack a nerd and a warm man." The brunette girl shrugged.

"But the field mission of the executive department is not the Mathematical Modeling Competition, it's going to kill people, I don't want to hurt the nerds." Mandy softened again: "The vase is not so good, and my social circle can There is no such talented person who can take me on a field mission with kindness."

"But don't you have a younger brother who can fight?" said the brunette girl.

"Junior brother?" Mandy was startled: "But he's only a freshman."

"The freshman who can turn over the 'A' level dangerous mixed race, don't come again when you can't miss it, sisters." The brunette girl patted Mandy's shoulder and gave a thumbs up.

"Is this child labor?" Mandy sighed: "He's only 16 years old."

"A 16-year-old who can beat the 'A' level dangerous mixed race." The brown-haired girl said, "I didn't let you go in and kidnap, just tell the truth, ask him if he wants to team up for a mission, you can be a vase and he will be a thug. "

"What's the benefit of others?" Mandy pursed her lips: "I use my credits to beat others to death as a tool? This senior sister is too disgraceful to me. I feel ashamed."

"It's a good thing." The brunette girl looked Mandy up and down again, smiled, slapped the girl's rear headlight, and trotted out of the classroom while humming her exclamation.

"Damn bitch!" Mandy waved her fists and rubbed her buttocks. After a while, she sighed and lay on the table staring blankly at the whiteboard full of patterns and patterns: "Field duty."

(End of this chapter)