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Noisy crowds and crowded vehicles, many people got off the bus at the school gate.

This university where people named Kamijo Toma are studying is much more lively today than yesterday.

The vehicles at the door are used to load and arrange the stage equipment and some props, while those who come from all over the country are logistics personnel preparing for the scene.

Most of them are composed of students. They wear uniforms of the school and walk into the campus with what they need and follow the captain to their destination.

As the day before the friendly match, it was supposed to be busy because the competition was about to start tomorrow, but in fact, no one felt anxious. Not only was the quick work efficiency, but there was also the reason that the stage was not gorgeous.

It is just a simple construction of the steel frame foundation and tempered glass sky, and then adjust it through the control frame that was originally prepared underground, and then check it out.

The competition has not yet been released, but for now, it is definitely not an ordinary event.

Looking around, Natsume saw the passage standing at the door and Mikoto Misaka on the other side. Are you here to see the situation?

I heard from the competition that the superpowers in the Academy City were reported, but whether they participated or not depends on themselves. The school only played a role in communication.

Judging from the current situation, some of those who are superpowered may participate, such as those who like to fight or desire strong people.

It's really troublesome.

Natsume looked at Katsujo Toma, who was forced to participate in the competition, and it was indeed a chore to raise Indyx.

They walked to the school with Toma Kamijoo. The reason why they came here was to help according to the instructions of Teacher Yue Yong Xiaomeng. Of course, Tuyumen and Blue Hair Earrings did not escape.

"If we run away now, we can go to the street game hall for three hours. What do you think?"

"If there are women there, I will consider it. Ah, I don't hate those more masculine girls, but they are a little difficult to deal with. She will definitely be stepped on by her naked feet in the future~"

"Who is asking you, what do you two think?"

I PASS.

Kamijo Toma raised his hand.

"Mr. Yue Yong asked us to come here, so just do it. Besides, isn't it good? Summer homework can be postponed."

"It's a delay, but do you think it's effective to delay an hour?"

Tu Yumen held his head and thought about how to solve the summer homework. It seems that their study last time would end in failure.

"By the way! Why don't we burn all the homework and say we accidentally burn it, how about it?"

"This idea is so stupid."

Natsume expresses his own opinions.

"Then you accidentally used it as toilet paper?"

"You put your homework next to the toilet?"

"Then, then accidentally fold him into a paper plane and throw him out and hit him on his dad's head, and he was torn apart?"

"Where are you kids?!"

Well, damn it!

Tu Yumen put his hands in his pockets and kicked the empty jar on the ground angrily, and the group began to move forward again.

On the playground in front of the school building, Natsume and the others met Teacher Yue Yong squatting on the ground to pick up jars.

"Oh no, I accidentally drank and threw the jar on the ground."

It turned out that the empty can was a beer can that Teacher Yue Yong had finished drinking.

Natsume finds this kind of appearance and beer inexplicably funny.

"Teacher Yueyong, we're here."

"Huh?! Ah! It's here, come with me. The work you want to do is not a mess. Just move all the lights unloaded from the car to the bottom of the stage foundation, and there will be special personnel to assemble them later."

"I see!"

After saying that, Yue Yong Xiaomeng began to lower her head and look for the jar she threw out. After drinking so much wine, she was still wandering around. Is there really no problem?

However, Teacher Yue Yong is small in size and may have a lot of alcohol.

Thinking of something irrelevant, Natsume came to the light bulb that had just been unloaded from the truck.

"that."

"kindness?"

A female classmate in a uniform came over, Natsume raised her head and looked at her in confusion.

"If you move things, please don't play, because these are fragile products."

"I understand. What are you doing!"

Seeing the blue-haired earrings put the light bulb on his chest, Natsume's exit stopped him loudly.

"Don't be so serious, OK, start working! As long as you finish this, you can become CEO, marry a rich and beautiful woman, become a rich man, and enter the peak of your life!"

"Where did you learn these words?"

He shrugged helplessly and began to lift the light bulb with Kamijo Toma and others.

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In the apartment arranged by the Academy Urban Council, four people sat around a dining table filled with various Chinese cuisines. They looked at each other, then picked up chopsticks and started eating.

The young man with his long black hair tied into a bunch, his left eye closed pushed his monocle, and his eyes were on the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"The plan is about to begin. The disguise of us coming in as a 'martialist' must have been discovered, but the city's top leaders did not look like they were moving."

"Isn't it natural? Why should I wait and see what happened better than a big fight? That's what the little girl thinks."

Well, the young man responded in a low voice, picked up the beef from the bowl with chopsticks and put it on the plate of the boy in the sweatshirt next to him.

This is the case again, the boy in the sweatshirt tilted his head interestingly.

"Don't you Nangong family like to eat meat? Ren Geng, you used to like to eat meat. The snowflake beef transported from the extreme east is the best."

"I don't know if I go back to the tour. After that training, Rin never ate meat again. Even if he eats it, he will add one or two ginseng into a pound of rice."

Yes, the red-haired boy, who was named Jiugonghui, nodded and said yes.

The so-called training is indeed unforgettable.

If you want to survive, choose to kill people. As long as you are willing to stab the "enemy" with a blade, you can get food called "human flesh". Everyone has never forgotten the taste at that time.

It's different from the meat of children. The meat of young girls has a little sour lemon flavor, but the best place is indeed the arms.

After ending this very deformed recall, I took off my sweatshirt outside and was still on the sofa. The peppers in the food here tasted more delicious than in my own country. It was really unpleasant.

"Speaking of this, the Japanese man in the extreme east has Shinto and Onmyoji, and we are Taoists, but it is much weaker than the foreign Cross Sect. Why is that?"

“Broad.”

After the brief answer, women wearing clothes made of silk tasted herbal tea served in ice water.

"Dragon Flying Jiang, I don't understand what he said in such a short sentence."

"Don't call me that."

"It's so feudal. The Puritanism in Britain, the Adult Church in Russia, the Orthodox Church in Romans, and the Cross-Ten-King Protestantism in our side, there will always be one that will fight with the Western Holy See. At that time, the possibility of failure on our side is high, because everyone is not united at all."

Unlike Shintoism in the extreme east, the only advantage of the Cross-Trump Protestantism, which was divided from the Cross-Trump religion, is the vast land and believers who can act as the power of faith.

But no matter what, the most important thing is the leaders at the top, and their decisions will change the current situation.

Not very united? He clapped his hands very interestingly, and Jeva played with his hair.

"It's really not very united, and Bian prefers to follow the rules; you like to wander around when you go back and patrol; the dragonfly is too casual; and little girl, it's not necessary to say anything."

It’s not a casual one, but a simple response, the dragonfly fell silent again.

There are four meals on the table. After all the four of them have finished eating, they plan to start their actions separately.

Before that, Nangong Ren, who put away the drama "Storm", called out the three people who were planning to leave.

"If it's not united..."

Put "Storm" in your arms and continue to say

"Then it's not united. Just complete the four fixed-point settings. I will adjust the 'friendly match' and can do what I want to do at that time, and then...even if I die, it's my own business. How about it?"

"Agree! It's fun now!"

"There's no problem with the little girl!"

"learn."

Very well, looking at the three people leaving, Ren Geng opened the book and continued reading.

This is a story about the revenge of the magician imprisoned on an isolated island.

Although it ended up being a comedy-like ending, it was too stupid in Ren Geng's eyes.

No, it should be too tragic.
To be continued...