Chapter 17 Non-existent train number

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 17 Non-existent train number

As personnel information was entered, a large number of data packets poured out from the supercomputer named "Norma" and went to different corners of the world. Their names appeared on many people's screens and were firmly fixed.

remember.

The data lock is lifted and thousands of secret gateways on the earth are open to them. This is the beginning of the welcome ceremony for the new students of Kassel College.

"Old Tang, I'm going to the United States."

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

"Where are you going? Are you coming to travel?"

Old Tang quickly replied.

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

he replied.

"Awesome, bro, I'm going to college right after my freshman year of high school. Come and hang out with me in New York when you have time."

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

"Of course, you can also come to Chicago to find me."

Lu Mingfei said.

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

Old Tang made a pitiful expression.

He smiled slightly and logged out.

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

What is college life like for ordinary people? Lu Mingfei is really looking forward to it.

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

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

Although the name of the admission guide is a bit misleading, overall the trip went very smoothly.

Transferring trains is also a very novel experience for Lu Mingfei.

Ever since he became a Space Marine, his mode of transportation has either been to jump in with torpedoes, or to fall in a drop pod.

What we pursue is to be straight, fast and close, steady, accurate and ruthless.

Before, I didn’t feel the short commute distance, but now the cross-continental transportation really made Lu Mingfei feel it.

He really retired.

"Then let's make this the next plan."

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

"Kyle Fares, born in the Extreme Star Territory."

"Identity: Judge of the outer court."

"Origin: Son of a rancher."

"Once upon a time, my dream was to become a singer."

"Died in clearing out the Necron lair."

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

Kyle was inspired to become an excellent Yogurt singer at an early age and practiced often while grazing.

However, on the day he turned fourteen, the planet suffered a harvest failure.

As a result, Kyle was handed over to the Imperial Tax Collector as a tithe.

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

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

Kyle's first task as an official Inquisitor was to investigate an underground temple, which later turned out to be a Necron lair.

He was quite cautious and sent out a signal for help as soon as he realized something was wrong. The people 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 frankness and liveliness that is rare among inquisitors, which makes him look like a normal person.

But a normal judge itself means abnormal.

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

Unfortunately, this strange inquisitor died in the end from a Gaussian ray, leaving no trace of his body.

"Such a high-end university should have a vocal club or something like that."

Lu Mingfei guessed.

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

I just don’t know what my voice condition is like. It is said that being a singer requires talent.

While I was thinking about it, a voice came from behind.

“One dollar, just one dollar”

This is a typical begging saying in the United States, and it is the same as the lotus falling sung by beggars in China.

Lu Mingfei looked back and saw a tall and burly young man.

The face buried in the beard can be considered handsome, but the dark green plaid shirt and dragging pants have not been washed or changed for an unknown period of time, and the hair is as greasy as felted wool.

It is not easy to meet such a beggar here in the United States. Compared with him, other beggars are considered upright.

“One dollar, just one dollar”

The young man repeated his begging words, his eyes shining like candlelight full of desire.

"No dollar."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

He had no sympathy for able-bodied people who couldn't support themselves, and even a servitor with only one hand knew 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 and give your child two coins to buy a Coke. I'm really not a beggar, I just lost my wallet."

He clasped his hands together and moved them up and down, like an otter washing something.

"How can I trust you?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him.

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

In order to prove his statement, the young man took out a dictionary-like textbook from the backpack on his back.

The title of the textbook, which looks to be quite old, is written in English mixed with Latin.

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

But given Fingal's honor, it's hard not to suspect that he stole it from some unlucky person.

"Go buy five burgers and come over with three Cokes."

Lu Mingfei handed over a fifty dollar bill.

The scholarship promised by the school will not be paid until after registration. Now he is using the 800 US dollars given to him by his aunt for travel expenses.

Because he refused the pressure cooker, quilts, fermented bean curd and other messy things that his aunt asked him to bring, and he himself did not bring any contraband such as game CDs, the eight hundred US dollars in travel expenses were not lost in customs.

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

"If you dare to take the money and run away"

Lu Mingfei stretched out his huge fist.

"I understand, I understand. Do you want your Coke with ice?"

Fingel asked flatteringly.

"Full."

After receiving the order, Fingel trotted away.

I don’t know whether he wanted to run away or was too hungry and in a hurry to eat.

After a while, Chu Zihang came back.

"The staff on duty at the station said that the ticket was genuine, but they did not know that such a train existed and it was not on the train timetable."

He held the magnetic truck ticket that was sent with the fool's guide. The black ticket had a pattern of a giant tree with lush branches painted in silver.

"You also took the CC1000 Express?"

Fingel stood not far away, holding a pile of food bags and asked with wide eyes.
Chapter completed!