The school managers hid in the central control room of the college, which is located on the ground floor of the library.

The walls on the left and right sides are inlaid with semi-dead World Tree patterns, a main aisle separates the two groups of seats on the left and right, and the tablet terminal is placed on the table.

At this time, these devices are blackened with the screen and most of them stop working.

The only thing that is still running is the host machine hidden under the ice cellar.

The outside world was crazy, with flames flying everywhere, and the high temperature was approaching the central control room underground. The school managers sat in this auditorium-like hall, feeling like they were stuffed in a steamer.

According to the real-time temperature reality on the information projection screen, the temperature in the control center is as high as forty degrees Celsius.

The exhaust fan is running at the maximum frequency, but the temperature outside is only higher than that inside, and hot air is constantly blowing from the air outlet on the school managers, making the already restless school managers even more restless.

"Norma, has the Dragon King gone wild!"

Frost asked Norma on the central host, and a twisted voice appeared on the big screen.

“Yes, school director.”

"What does Angers do for? Didn't he say there is a way to deal with the Dragon King?" Frost stood up and asked Norma loudly, "He, the principal, can't even handle the sleeping Dragon King. What do you want him to do? Does our Gattuso family raise a bunch of waste?"

As soon as Frost finished speaking, a thunderous sound rang out outside. The exhaust fan was in trouble and a lot of dust and mud fell on his head. Frost was covered in dust and coughed.

The roar of passionate dragons came faintly outside, and Frost shook off the dust on his body and looked up at the outlet.

"Thank God, the exhaust outlet finally didn't blow hot air in!"

"The quality of the project at Kassel College is pretty good if you can persist in the flames." The middle-aged school director nodded.

Frost burst out two veins on his forehead and shouted: "Of course it's good. All the houses in the world are not as new as Kassel Academy!"

The buildings at Kassel Academy are often destroyed by inexplicable things, such as the equipment department developed some new weapons, which resulted in an explosion in the basement, and the sprayed flames destroyed a building.

For example, on the annual "Freedom Day", the cost of repairing buildings damaged by students is another expense.

The buildings of Cassel Academy are often destroyed, so they are often renovated. Many places are even new and have not been damaged, so they have to be replaced. Angers is called "company use".

To this end, Cassel College even set up a building office in the school’s work department. The people working here are world-renowned architects, and they often use Cassel College to practice their architectural theory.

Of course, it is okay to renovate Cassel College frequently, but the bill for each renovation is sent to the Gatuso home. Fros has never seen any school with construction repair costs every quarter.

"It sounds like a sad story." Laurent smiled.

Frost slapped the mud on his body, "Shouldn't we be paying attention to the dragon king who was running wild outside now!"

"We have nothing to do. Do we have to run out with a knife and a stick and fight the Dragon King to fight hard? It's better to be calm and sit here and wait for the result."

The Buddhist monks and school director meditated on the spot. He regarded the high temperature environment as a kind of patient and hard work, which was very consistent with the Buddhist idea. He practiced suffering in this life and accumulated the blessings of marriage to the next life.

"It's so hot, I really want to drink ice coke." The girl school director couldn't stand it.

The environment here is so bad. She is not the monk next to her. She eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha's name all day long. In the high temperature environment, the makeup on her face has been worn a lot, but it is still exquisite and beautiful.

"Come here, my dear lady, your faithful servant now offers you the ice-best and best coke in the world!"

A slutty voice came from behind, like a Bel canto anchor. The school managers turned around in unison and saw an old jean wearing a cowboy hat and a jean outfit walking in outside the door. He pushed a small dining cart full of iced champagne drinks.

"who!"

Frost hadn't recognized the sexy man with a cowboy hat at first sight, until the cowboy lifted his hat slightly, revealing a sentimental eye.

Like Angers, he is the type that becomes more and more coquettish as he gets older. He just needs to give a look and those young women with low resistance will pounce on him.

"Oh my God, you're... a night watchman?"

Frost had never expected that the night watchman he hadn't seen for a long time had turned into this.

The vice principal of the night watchman pushed the cart to the school director, gentlemanly took out a can of iced Coke, handed it to the girl school director who was full of desire in his eyes, and gracefully took off his hat and saluted, revealing a slightly Mediterranean head shape.

Fros also remembered that he had seen the night watchman before, and when he saw the night watchman again, he felt it was very nonsense.

He could not connect this sloppy man between uncle and grandpa and the second-person in the academy.

The Night Watcher is an important figure in the college. It is said that he also serves as the vice president part-time position. He is an important role hidden in the dark. He once met the Night Watcher in Bolivia in 1934.

Although decades have passed, the difference is so big. What about the face of that sculptural handsome man? What about the Greek high nose? What about the slender curly hair of a slut and a rock young man? What about the innocent eyes that can kill thousands of young women and old ladies at a glance!

Time has turned this old guy into a tragedy!

But he even started a swimming beauty pageant with Angers some time ago. It turns out that there are not piles of garbage. Cassel Academy is getting worse and worse, so we must investigate it thoroughly!

"Please give me a glass of ice water, thank you." Laurent covered his mouth and smiled.

"Okay, charming Miss Laurent, this is your ice water, please take it."

The night watchman swept the ice water through Frost's face. The cold touch made Frost's anger drop a lot, and he couldn't help but develop saliva from his mouth and smacked his lips.

"Give me a cup of tea."

"Okay, sir, I'll make tea for you right away."

The night watchman left Frost aside, brewed tea for the middle-aged school director in front of him, and showed Frost his tea-making skills to Frost, and his eyebrows shook.

"I don't need to drink tea. Patience is part of my practice. I will not break the precepts."

The monks and school directors are a stubborn guy who doesn't even drink tea. Even though their heads are covered with sweat beads, their coppery skin looks like a steamed braised egg under the light. The braised eggs are also decorated with nine white ring scars, as if they are not brine...

"Oh, it's so tiring."

After the night watchman served the tea and water, he sat next to Frost. Frost didn't expect that this guy would be so rude. He didn't ask him what he wanted to drink, but for the sake of face, Frost couldn't speak.

However, after sitting down, the Night Watch did not neglect Frost, but instead held his neck enthusiastically.

The powerful arms made Frost unable to struggle, and the alcoholic tone made Frost dizzy and couldn't help but cough.

The night watchman patted Frost on the back as if he was giving him a cough.

"What does it smell on you? Why does it smell like alcohol, sweat, and fermentation of things? Are you coming out of the septic tank?"

Frost wanted to sit farther, but the night watchman hugged Frost, and he couldn't move at all, and could only continue to be mentally damaged.

"Well, you know, I love drinking more, and I have a lot of things to do. I have studied the alchemy matrix. I have only been unstoppable for three months and I am too lazy to change my clothes. The septic tank at our Kassel College is also very clean and will not smell bad. No one asked me. I fell in and it was even a little cleaner than now. You can talk to me with confidence by the head of the school."

Frost covered his nose and felt very disgusted, "You won't come to the meeting today because you got a hangover when you drink, right?"

"If this is not the case, it must be that guy Anger is talking nonsense, right! I knew that this guy always likes to slander secretly. I had long seen him unhappy. When he collapsed, I could blatantly become the principal of Cassel College!"

The vice-principal of the Night Watcher was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had only seen some unresolvable hatred with Angers.

"Bold..." Frost's eyes trembled.

Don't...

The two were birds of a feather. Compared to the Night Watcher, Frost was still willing to let Anger be the principal. Although Anger's bastard often made some extra expenses, at least the college still had a superficial appearance.

If the night watchman is the principal, don’t slaughter the dragon and don’t do the tasks, I’m afraid that beauty pageants and social dances are held every day...

"When will you come to investigate him? He has been in the position of principal for too long. We are a school of democratic republic. We absolutely oppose dictatorships like Angers, okay." The Night Watchman was filled with righteous indignation.

Frost didn't know what he wanted to express, now his mind was also circling by night watchmen, and his alcohol was mixed with a sour smell.

Frost's mental state is not very good now, but the night watcher said that he understood Frost's difficulties, to take care of the family, seek benefits for the family, and to cultivate and take care of Caesar. All of this came to Frost's heart, and the two men almost hugged each other and encouraged each other.

The Night Watch kept talking to Frost, talking about that, from the Cassel Academy to the Gattuso family, talking about Caesar. The Night Watcher said that Caesar was promising in the future, and then turned around and changed the subject. When talking about the relationship between the Secret Party and the mixed race, he didn't talk about the Dragon King anyway.

Afterwards, Frost was in a daze. He returned to Potafino inexplicably for a few days of cultivation. He sat up from the bed after a sleepless night.

He found himself fooled by the Night Watch!

Of course, the two of them were wearing the same pair of pants. Angers was the coquettish and hegemonic principal, and the vice principal was even more coquettish and vulgar!
Chapter completed!