Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 17 Non-Existing Trains
With the entry of personnel information, a large number of data packets poured out from the supercomputer named "Norma" and went to different corners of the world. The names of the two of them appeared on the screens of many people and were firmly locked. remember.

The data lock was released, and thousands of secret gateways on the earth were opened to them. This was the beginning of the welcoming ceremony for the new students of Kassel College.

"Old Tang, I'm going to America."

The day before departure, Lu Mingfei sent Lao Tang a message.

"Where are you going? Are you traveling?"

Old Tang replied quickly.

"Chicago, go to college, the Cassel College I asked you about last time."

he replied.

"It's awesome, bro, I'm going to college as soon as I'm in high school. When you're free, come and play with me in New York."

Old Tang sent more than a dozen emoticons to express his excitement.

"Sure, you can also come to Chicago and find me."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, I'll come when I save enough money."

Old Tang made a pitiful expression.

He smiled and logged out.

After returning to my hometown for a few months, I finally completed my first retirement plan and was admitted to university.

What is college life like for mere mortals?Lu Mingfei was really looking forward to it.

The next day, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang boarded the United flight to Chicago.

After getting off the plane, they followed the "Cassell College Entrance Guide for Dummies" that Norma sent them and took the subway for more than ten stops, and finally arrived at the Chicago train station.

Although the name of the admission guide was a bit targeted, overall the itinerary was very smooth.

Changing trains was also a very novel experience for Lu Mingfei.

Since he became a space soldier, his mode of transportation is either to jump into the torpedo by sitting or jumping in, or to fall in the airborne pod.

The pursuit is a straight, fast and close, steady, precise and ruthless.

Before, the commuting distance was short, but now the transcontinental transportation really made Lu Mingfei feel it.

He really retired.

"Then the next plan will be this."

Lu Mingfei sat on a chair and opened the notebook he carried with him.

"Kyle Fares, was born in the Limit Star Field."

"Identity: Judge of the Outlaw Tribunal."

"Origin: Son of a rancher."

"Once upon a dream: to be a singer."

"Dead in clearing the nest of space necrons."

This young judge was born on an agricultural planet, where a music style called "Yogel" is popular.

And Kyle was motivated to become an excellent yogel singer at a very young age, and he often practiced while grazing.

However, when he was 14 years old, the planet suffered a bad harvest.

As a result, Kell was handed over to the imperial tax collector as a tithe.

Fortunately, he performed well in recruit training and had a relatively high level of education, so he was recommended to go to the military academy.

And because of his outstanding performance in the military academy, he was secretly taken away by a judge and became his apprentice.

And Kyle's first task as an official judge was to investigate an underground temple, which later proved to be a lair of Necrons.

He was quite cautious, and sent out a signal for help when he first discovered something was wrong, and the ones who received the signal were Lu Mingfei and his third company who were on patrol.

During the cooperation process, Lu Mingfei was deeply impressed by Kyle.

This young man has a straightforwardness and liveliness rarely seen among judges, which makes him look like a normal person.

But normal inquisitors themselves mean abnormal.

This also made Lu Mingfei curious about him, and a friendship developed after the subsequent exploration process.

It's a pity that this peculiar judge died under a Gauss ray in the end, leaving no bones left.

"Such a high-level university should have a vocal club or something."

Lu Mingfei guessed.

If not, it doesn't matter, he will use the scholarship to hire a vocal teacher.

I just don't know how my voice is. It is said that being a singer requires a lot of talent.

While he was daydreaming, a voice came from behind.

"One dollar, just one dollar"

In the United States, this is a typical begging phrase, which is the same as the lotus falling sung by beggars in China.

Lu Mingfei looked back, he was a tall and burly young man.

The face buried in the beard can be regarded as handsome, but the dark green checkered shirt and the dragging trousers have not been washed and changed in a long time, and the hair is as greasy as felted wool.

It's not easy to meet such a beggar in the United States. Compared with him, other beggars can be regarded as upright.

"One dollar, just one dollar"

The young man repeated his begging words, his candle-like eyes were full of longing.

"No dollar."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

He has no sympathy for able-bodied people who are self-reliant, and a one-handed servitor knows how to paint pipes.

"Chinese?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he immediately switched to fluent Mandarin.

"Brother, please do me a favor. Give me two dollars to buy a Coke for my child. I'm really not a beggar, but I just lost my wallet."

He clasped his palms and kept bobbing up and down, like an otter scrubbing something.

"How can I trust you?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him.

"My name is Fingel von Frings. I'm not a beggar. I'm a college student."

To prove his point, the young man took out a dictionary-like textbook from the satchel on his back.

On the textbook that looks quite old, the title of the book is written in English mixed with Latin.

It does look like a college textbook, and it's the more expensive one.

But, paired with Fingal's honor, it's hard not to suspect that he stole it from some unlucky wretch.

"Go get five hamburgers and three Cokes."

Lu Mingfei handed over a fifty-dollar ticket.

The scholarship promised by the school will not be credited until after registration, and now he is using the [-] US dollars for travel expenses that his aunt gave him.

Because he refused the pressure cooker, quilt, fermented bean curd and other messy things that his aunt asked him to bring, and he himself did not carry contraband such as game discs, so the [-] dollars in travel expenses were not lost in the customs.

As for the steel sword and combat dagger, they have been airlifted to the academy together with Chu Zihang's sword and Yushen Dao.

"If you dare to run away with the money"

Lu Mingfei stretched out his huge fist.

"Got it, got it. Do you want your Coke with ice?"

Fingal asked obsequiously.

"Full."

After receiving the order, Fingel trotted away.

I don't know if he wants to run away, or he is too hungry and eager to eat.

After a while, Chu Zihang came back.

"The staff on duty at the station said the tickets were real, but they didn't know there was such a train and it wasn't on the timetable."

He was holding the magnetic truck ticket that was sent along with the guidebook for fools, and the pattern of a giant tree with lush branches and leaves was painted in silver on the black ticket.

"You also take the CC1000 express train?"

Fingel stood not far away, holding a pile of food bags, and asked with wide-eyed eyes.

(End of this chapter)