"Fugensheng is gone?"
Weinerson stared blankly at the destroyed carriages one after another, standing there, as motionless as a stone statue.
At this moment, his mental energy has been completely exhausted, and an irrepressible sense of emptiness and fatigue pervades his body. His thoughts are extremely chaotic, his brain seems to be filled with burning poppies, and squirming flesh worms have begun to appear one after another on his arms.
"It's really terrible. I won't lose control."
Weinerson lowered his heavy head and glanced at the long shadow that kept moving under his feet. Just when his eyelids were about to fall, he vaguely saw a few people wearing black windbreakers and crimson holy badges running over from the rear car. The leader was a middle-aged man with a thick black beard.
"Captain Gray, here...there are survivors here."
"Report to the captain, the investigation is over. A total of five carriages are contaminated with varying degrees of pollution. Do you think it is necessary to directly purify them with Sealed Object 1-231?"
Another younger lady, holding an arc pen in her hand, looked at the bearded Gray with a solemn expression.
"Captain, he... seems to have lost control. Should he be... exiled now?"
"Wait a minute."
Gray replied in a low voice, then took off the crimson holy emblem hanging on his chest, walked over expressionlessly, stretched out his broad and thick palm, and patted what could still be seen as a shoulder.
"Kid, you are very brave!"
Silently, pieces of transparent spiritual walls quickly solidified and sealed from all sides. The power of tranquility and brilliance gathered in the carriage, wrapping around Weinerson's body. The flesh bugs that emerged from his skin seemed to have been comforted in some way, and then retreated. Into the original flesh and bones...
.......
It’s 6:19 in the evening!
The steam train, which was as huge as a monster, was parked next to the platform. In the distance was an open underground construction passage. Ron squatted next to the rock wall and looked at the disheveled Weinerson with a puzzled expression.
"Weinason, are you sure it was caused by a fall in your sleep?"
Facing Ron's question, Weinerson recalled the previous scenes, especially the scene after being rescued by Mr. Gray, and could only smile bitterly:
"Well, that's right. I fell down while sleepwalking on the train, and my muscles and bones all over my body are still a little sore."
Dear friend Ron, there are some things I still can’t tell you. If you are also targeted by a secret organization, you may not be so lucky, so please forgive me for deceiving you.
Weinerson murmured in his heart. He originally thought that taking the official extraordinary steam train would allow him to go all the way to St. Honavitch University.
But the cruel facts tell him that if he is targeted by a secret organization, he will be watched and even attacked by them no matter where he is.
However, this attack also proved a problem from the side.
That is, it was right to choose the other path of object control development of "Psychic Master". At least in today's battle, his physical fitness has always been at an above-average level.
If we follow the most common and popular development direction of "spiritual masters" and focus all their skills on spirituality, spirit, intuition and interpretation, I am afraid that Mr. Gray will not be able to wait for Mr. Gray to come to the rescue during this train journey.
"Ah, aren't there carpets on trains? Can they fall like this?"
Seeing Weinerson's unnatural expression, Ron muttered, but did not dwell on the matter.
As the first steam train to arrive, there was still time to wait for other trains to arrive. Ron rolled up his sleeves and put his hand in the suitcase to fumble around.
"What are you doing?"
Weinerson asked curiously, always feeling that Ron's demeanor was a bit wretched now, like a bag pickpocket searching for valuables in the bag after he succeeded.
Ron chuckled, and immediately took out something wrapped in the Faslanka morning newspaper with satisfaction.
"Everything on the steam train is good. It's a pity that there is no meal provided. Otherwise, everything would be perfect. I brought bread and ham. Do you want some? It tastes pretty good."
Looking at Ron who was busy putting ham on the white bread, Weinerson took a deep breath and secretly sighed that he was just hungry and looking for food.
But just now Ron seemed to say that there were no meals on the steam train?
But I remember that there was a maid pushing the dining cart, and she brought me a lot of delicious food. Wait, could it be...that maid too?
As his thoughts flickered, Weinerson's expression condensed, and a feeling of heart palpitations spread invisibly.
I remember I was looking at the scenery outside the window. After the maid brought the food to the table, I unknowingly entered a bizarre dream, where I saw a noisy crowd with a thin line on their body. Extending to the top of the train, it is played in the hands of a figure shrouded in black mist.
After the dream was shattered, a siren sounded on the train, and then extraordinary events began to occur. During this period, at least two high-sequence powerhouses were attacking each other, and then a third one, including the Dog of Fulgensheng.
No, I'm being targeted by more than just a secret organization?
If you think about it carefully, it has not even been a month since you came to this world, and you have offended so many big bosses without doing anything. Is this the so-called special aura of a time traveler... Weinason laughed dryly and said:
"It is not gentlemanly to eat food on the roadside. There is Honavitch in front of you. If you eat the food now, you may regret missing the freshman dinner in the evening."
"Freshman dinner?" Ron glanced at Weinerson in surprise and cast a doubtful look.
Weinerson quickly organized his words and said:
"That's right. I've considered it. I think that as a well-known university on the continent of Phaedras, the orientation dinner should be an essential process. What do you think?"
"Don't forget, this is Honavitch University. It's only a hill away from the headquarters of the Honavitch Church. Such a sacred place will definitely not miss this process."
"So you're just guessing?" Ron took a bite of bread and ham, and he understood what Weinerson meant.
"Yes." Weinerson replied in the affirmative.
Ron frowned slightly for about three seconds, then relaxed and said:
"That's right, Weinerson, I think what you said makes sense. This is Honavitch, and a dinner must be essential."
Woo——
The sound of a new whistle came into the platform from far to near. Weinerson and Ron turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the horizon of fiery red clouds. The other four huge steam trains were approaching indiscriminately, and finally stopped at Next to the platform.
The moment the train stopped, the steam door opened, and all the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies ran down from the train carrying huge suitcases, with very excited expressions on their faces.
"It seems like they are all nobles?" Weinerson glanced at them and suddenly saw a very eye-catching figure in the crowd.
It was a girl with blond hair and red eyes, who looked like an angel. She was wearing a simple light green dress. Her long blond hair was surrounded by a slightly playful iris flower gauze cap. She was elegantly following a long team forward. Next to her There was also a handsome young man wearing a woolen coat and a top hat.
Blonde hair...red eyes, have I seen it somewhere?
Weinerson frowned slightly. For some reason, his mind couldn't help but recall the scene of his first dream in the old royal court. One of the two people without clothes had blond hair and red eyes.
The result of the mental power detection showed that she had just touched Chaofan not long ago, and it seemed that the princess had also touched Chaofan not long ago.
Uh...it can't be such a coincidence, right?
Weinerson's cheeks suddenly burned up, and the girl was looking around curiously at this moment.
"Karl, is this Honavitch University?"
Lilith swept across the bare black stone wall, and she touched it with her hand. She felt a cold touch on her fingertips, and she couldn't help but sigh:
"Honestly, this is a completely different experience from the few public junior schools I have attended before. The buildings of those schools were grand and tall, and they were exactly the same. The architecture of Hornavich University is very novel and strange, as if it was... ...Ground?"
"No, Miss Lilith, you misunderstood. We haven't arrived yet. We will be led by a dedicated teacher when we officially go to school. Our current location is the terminal of station 9643."
Karl took off the half-high silk top hat on his head, revealing his outstanding appearance, which immediately caused a commotion among the ladies around him.
"I see, haha...but to be honest Karl, you are very popular with ladies."
Ruby-like eyes turned slightly, Lilith smiled slightly, and said with a hint of ridicule while observing the new students coming and going.
"Miss Lilith, if you remove the extraordinary power of your own blessing, I believe this place has become the focus now."
"I don't, that would be too tiring. I like the current state very much, without being disturbed or watched."
Lilith said with a smile. Before she finished speaking, she looked through the crowd and stopped at the two young people next to her who should be friends.
A man wearing a woolen coat like Karl. He should be about the same age as me. He has a melancholy temperament, brown hair and amber eyes... Hey, could he be a Zhanbaiting mixed race?
The little fat guy next to him has a standard Ghent appearance, but he should be a little younger. Wait, what is he holding in his hand? White bread and ham...that's so ungentlemanly.
Similar combinations can be seen everywhere in the neighborhood, gathering together in twos and threes, with excitement and anticipation on their faces.
"This kind of atmosphere is great. It's much more interesting than a boring aristocratic banquet."
Lilith looked around. The moment she looked away, her spiritual intuition was suddenly touched. After a moment of pause, she moved her gaze back to the man with a melancholic aura.
He seemed to be... looking at me just now?
Yes, he was indeed looking at me just now, and his expression was wary, shy, and embarrassed.
"Karl, do you mean ordinary people, who see through the disguise blessed by extraordinary power?" Lilith's eyes moved slightly, and she turned her head the next second and asked.
"No, ordinary people who have not touched the extraordinary cannot mentally understand the hidden knowledge in the extraordinary power... Well, what's wrong?" Karl looked in the direction Lilith was looking at just now, except for the surging crowd. Other than that, there are no other problems.
Sure enough, my mood was very wrong just now. I am sure that he was also touched by a priest with extraordinary power and saw through my disguise.
As expected of Honavitch University, even freshmen who have not yet entered the university have already seen the emergence of new clergy.
Lilith's face regained its strange luster, and she seemed to be full of yearning for her future college career in Honavitch...
She was almost discovered. She is indeed a princess who has obtained the extraordinary power of the "Water Soul" card. She has a very keen spiritual awareness.
Weinerson lowered his head and muttered to himself. Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
“Welcome to Hornavitch!”
The sound like an announcement echoed on the stone brick road, mixed with some indescribable pressure, shrouding this area.
Weinerson's palms began to sweat uncontrollably when he heard this. He turned around and saw Ron's fat cheeks turning white rapidly, as if he could no longer resist.
The sound came and went just as quickly. In just a moment, the indescribable pressure disappeared. Weinerson immediately heard a familiar voice shouting:
"First-year students are here to report!"
It's Mr. Gray's voice!
Weinerson recalled in his mind the scene where Mr. Gray arrived with the night watchman after Fugensheng left. He was a powerful high-sequence priest.
Like a large number of freshmen, I looked away from the sound and saw Mr. Gray right in front of me on the left side of the platform. At this moment, he had put on a black professor's robe, and his thick beard was still obvious.
In the slightly dim underground passage, ancient kerosene lamps swayed on the stone dome, and the freshmen walked towards the bearded Gray one after another.
"All first-year students, follow me, and remember to watch where you step!"
Professor Gray took the lead, and Weinerson followed the crowd and walked along a steep and narrow path. At the corner, he saw the girl with blond hair and red eyes again, and her cheeks turned red again.
"After turning this corner, you will enter Hornavitch University." At this time, Gray shouted back.
Then there was a burst of loud exclamations, including the exclamations of young men and women yearning for the path to transcendence.
After Gray finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the end of the underground passage suddenly disappeared. A black lake slowly unfolded like a picture scroll. At the bottom of the lake, a continuous mountain range loomed, and a towering castle could be vaguely seen in it. The windows twinkled under the stars.
"Oh my god, this is the bottom of the lake? Hornavich University is actually hidden under the water?"
"Not only Honavitch University, but the entire Federal Mountains are also hidden under the water. This...is this extraordinary power?"
"Praise to the Crimson, praise to Honavitch."
Almost every freshman present praised in amazement. Ron squeezed through the crowd, lay down by the lake and took a closer look, then turned his head and shouted towards Weinerson:
"It's so magical, it's really at the bottom of the lake."
God is really at the bottom of the lake. This clearly opens up a space between the spiritual world and reality. The lake is just an illusion. In the words of the previous life, it is a deception. In fact, we should be somewhere at the entrance of the mountain cave.
