Book of Gods and Demons

October 27th, six o'clock in the morning.

It was just an overnight effort. The grass on the campus of the Judicial University was covered with white frost, and the temperature dropped several degrees compared to yesterday.

More than a dozen young people, wearing black uniforms and carrying cornets, lined up to the dormitory area of ​​the Police Academy. They stood on the sports field in front of the dormitory, took a few deep breaths, raised the cornet, and blew the high-pitched and rapid "Emperor's Charge".

Every dormitory building uncle, dressed in a thick wool felt cloak, carrying a heavy lead-coated copper stick, walked to the door of each dormitory, and first used steel-clad big boots. He kicked at the door, and hit the door with a big stick.

Joe tossed about last night and hadn't fallen asleep for a long time.

A strange city, a strange room...especially, there are no pretty little maids in the room, but two strange men!

A strange bed, a strange quilt, a strange mattress, a strange pillow.

The pillows bought in the store are filled with ordinary cotton, which is obviously not as comfortable as Joe’s velvet silk pillows.

Later, Joe secretly took two improved power potions, twisting his body into a big ball of flesh weirdly, and gradually stimulating the breathing method, and then he fell into a hazy state of concentration.

It was almost dawn before Joe fell into a drowsy sleep for a while.

He felt that he just fell asleep when he heard a sharp and unpleasant cornet sound in his ears; before he could figure out what was calling outside, the door was kicked heavily, and there was a faint dust falling from the door frame. ; Then the big head banged on the door, the extremely penetrating noise shook the eardrums.

Qiao jumped up angrily and roared loudly: "Which bastard?"

There was the sound of the key hitting, and the door was opened from the outside by the floor pipe. The bearded floor pipe viciously waved his big head towards Joe: "Joe Jung Witto? New here? You gave us an early service. Any comments?"

Joe let out a low growl and jumped off the bed.

Joe, who was wearing only a big trousers, was about to rush towards the fierce floor tube. Mullen and Sodd had already jumped up, grabbing his arms from left to right.

The thin Mullen laughed loudly: "Nothing, nothing...Uncle Thorin, you are so kind and thoughtful. It's too late for us to write you a thank-you letter to the logistics office."

Thorin grinned, gave Joe a fierce look, and waved his big stick vigorously: "Little guy, for the sake of you just entering the school, today I won't deduct your daily points... This is the Police School of the Judicial University. , The implementation is military management, you must understand this!"

Thorin stared at Joe fiercely: "Remember, every semester has one hundred daily points. Once the deduction is over, you will get out of here!"

Qiao's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked Thorin happily: "If I beat you up, can you help me and deduct all of my daily points?"

Thorin's eyes widened in astonishment. He looked at Joe earnestly several times and found that Joe was really smiling from the heart!

Joe is really happy!

He really didn't want to go to the university of Lao Shizi...If it were not for the order of the Minister of Police, he would not bother to waste his youth on campus.

If you can be expelled from the Judicial University!

Joe looked at Thorin with a ‘hahaha’ smile, and he repeated his question again: "If, I beat you hard? Can you deduct all my daily points at once?"

Thorin also grinned. He took out a notebook, looked at the small bronze card on the door of the room, opened the notebook, and drew a line on it: "Room 303, Building Two, Joe Rong. Rittal’s excellent housekeeping...daily points, plus 10 points!"

Joe was like a thunderstrike, and was silent on the spot.

He looked back at his bed. The bedding on it looked like five or six wild boars. The messy appearance was called ‘Excellent Housekeeping’?

Thorin laughed wildly, and shook his notebook triumphantly: "Boy, I will say hello to my brothers and take good care of you... The Judicial University is a rigorous, lively, serious, A university with warmth! We will take care of you with the same affection as your parents, and we will definitely make you feel the warmth of family!"

Thorin is gone.

He ran to the 304 dormitory next door and kicked the door fiercely. The big head smashed Fangmenshan.

Mullen and Sodd let go of Joe's hand. They looked at Joe with complicated expressions. Sodd suddenly asked him: "You won't, do you really want to be expelled?"

Joe nodded silently.

Soder looked at Joe with envy: "Awesome... So, your family... Don't be afraid of the police and the court?"

Qiao looked at Sodd in amazement: "Of course not. The police station and court in Port Tulum are no different from my own house...Where? Are you in trouble?"

Sodd shrugged and shook his head. A cold wind blew in from the wide open door, and he sneezed sharply. Sodd hurriedly opened the closet, and put on a full school uniform.

Qiao also shivered with Lingling. He also opened the door, put on his police uniform, and took off the police rank mark from the epaulettes.

Mullen and Thord's eyes widened again, and they asked in unison: "Joe, are you a first class sergeant on active duty?"

"Fortunately, I am an active policeman. I have a ready-made uniform myself... Otherwise, I would be really disappointed in the logistics office of the Judicial University."

Joe patted his shoulders and shrugged: "Mr. Baggio, Director Hamer’s secretary, took me to the logistics department yesterday to get a uniform... But, there is no one that fits, and the Tang Dynasty Judicial University can’t find a suitable one for me The uniform... However, the campus uniform of the Police Academy is a decent police uniform... Fortunately, I am an active policeman."

Putting a handful of small stars into the drawer of the desk, Joe tied an armed belt, and hung a heavy baton with an ordinary person's arm and a length of more than four feet on his belt.

Mullen and Sodd looked at each other.

Mr. Baggio, the secretary of Director Hammer of the Academic Affairs Office, personally accompany the fat man to go through the school admission procedures?

The tall and thin Mullen looked at Joe in awe, but Sodd's eyes could not help but a hint of enthusiasm: "Joe, hurry up and wash up. Our police academy gathers for flag-raising and running exercises every morning. ...Your baton seems unnecessary on campus."

Joe was dumbfounded, touched the baton hanging from his waist, and untied it again.

Half a quarter of an hour later, on the playground in the dormitory area of ​​the Police Academy, more than a thousand freshman students stood in a neat array.

As Lou Guan Suo Lin said, the police academy conducts militarized management of the students. Except for the transfer student Joe, these freshmen have already received a month of intensive military training after entering the school.

The efficiency of the freshmen lined up was very fast, but Joe was confused and wandered in the crowd.

Mullen, Sodd and Joe are all freshmen in the first class each year, and with the help of the two, Joe stands in the last row of the first class.

Standing in the crowd, Joe looked strangely around.

The four-year students of the Police Academy lined up neatly, facing a flagpole standing to the north.

A small military band played the "Imperial Army March", and several flag bearers walked forward to the flagpole and tied the flag of the Durham Empire to the drawstring.

The deep and solemn national anthem of the Empire sounded, the flag of the Durham Empire was rising, thousands of students from the Police Academy held their heads up and sang the national anthem of the Empire at the same time!

Among the thousands of students, only Joe opened his mouth blankly, vaguely and stutteringly.

His white face was flushed red, and his heart was full of embarrassment.

Tulum Port Intermediate School of Justice, there is a similar ceremony every morning... But the benevolent Muteste is here. During Joe's three-year study at the School of Justice, he has not participated in the morning flag-raising ceremony!

National anthem...

It can only be ‘haha’.

After the flag was raised, with the sound of a sharp whistle, the seniors were led, followed by juniors, sophomores, and freshman students. All of them were in a row of four in a long line, running around the playground. .

Dozens of police academy teachers stood with their hands behind their backs and stood by the playground, watching the running students coldly.

Beside these teachers, there were dozens of wolfhounds with black backs, green belly, slender waist and long legs sitting impressively. These guys with green eyes were sitting on the ground, almost as tall as an ordinary man, with their long tongues drooping from their mouths, without a collar on their necks.

Soder changed positions with his classmates~www.ltnovel.com~ When running exercises, he happened to be next to Joe.

As the team ran forward, Sodd whispered: "Be careful of those **** dogs...If anyone is behind, the instructors will let them out and bite your ass!"

Joe was silent for a while, he turned his head to look at the tall and robust wolfhounds, and muttered: "Uncle Grimace will like them... He will love them to death... How do you say that?"

"One black, two yellow, three flowers and four white? That's what Uncle Grimace said? Although these guys are not pure black, they are also top grade."

Joe's belly made a thunderous sound, and he sucked hard, his steps gradually becoming heavier.

In the playground in front of the dormitory of the Police Academy, one lap of the track is exactly one mile (1609m). Every morning, the students of the Police Academy have to run six miles before going to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Joe covered his empty belly with both hands, and sighed and ran forward with the team.

The teachers standing in the playground were talking and laughing in a low voice.

"That guy is the transfer student who was personally arranged by the Minister of Police? Then, this guy... can he catch up with the criminal?"

"Make a bet, I press five golden marks, he can't run these six laps."

"Oh, the great Mu is here, the fool made this bet with you...Look at his size, it's a **** of him to run down a lap."

"Would you like the little guys to help him? With a few dogs chasing him and biting his ass, he should be able to run half a circle more?"

The teachers laughed and pointed at Joe.

Gradually, they reached a consensus-Joe couldn't finish these six laps.

So how many laps can Joe run?

Two teachers are sitting in the bank, and dozens of teachers have placed their bets.

In this cold morning, Joe's campus life officially began.