Abyss Express

It has been more than half a month since Xueming came to Galahad.

Courses on knight combat skills are also progressing in an orderly manner, such as the two courses of mathematics and books, which can be completed in the self-study session of the library - with various types of disaster animal science and medical chemistry graphic tutorial materials.

As for the mathematics and physics courses, most of them are taught by Meteor. They teach the methods of cultivating the body's essence, calculating the energy intake and building recipes according to the students' bone age and different physiques.

Other mathematics-related knowledge is almost integrated with the shooting class. From slings to bows and arrows, to throwing blades and axes, throwing tanks and various types of explosive bombs, some mathematical foundations of classical mechanics are required.

As for the other big class items—controlling, rites, music, and shooting—they need to be developed step by step, especially the topic of [music], which is estimated to be left until the end.

It seems that music has nothing to do with knight combat skills. In fact, the first class that David Victor, Xue Ming and Meteor took was a music theory dance class.

It can activate the wonderful general knowledge of Homo sapiens, and can convey emotions without language. Dance was mostly used in the rituals of gods in ancient times, and it is also a strong body language that releases the inner soul. For these thirteen-year-olds, they also need to understand music theory and mathematics.

The teaching progress is also steadily progressing according to the time points specified in the plan. The children in Class 78 are all freshmen, and they started to learn knight combat skills as soon as they entered school, and there was no strange resistance. Compared with other fancy psychic courses, what the gunsmith teaches is very [soil]-but simple and effective, as long as you follow the assistant to practice and practice, you can get good grades, and by the end of the first year It is also a great thing to get sixteen credits in your pocket.

Although the brains of these children have not yet realized what knight combat skills can bring them——their bodies have already undergone subtle changes earlier.

"What do you think of the little kid Shao Jinghao?" Meteor lay down beside the desk in the teacher's office, using his hands as pillows on the paperweight, and asked Brother Ming about the kid.

Xue Ming didn't answer. He was sorting out the class schedule and making a monthly summary for February.

Meteor went on to say: "Brother Ming, I really like this kid."

"Puppy love like you?" Xue Ming interrupted ruthlessly without raising his head: "It's quite energetic."

Meteor was a little embarrassed: "Hehe. It's not the reason you think, but I think he is the most energetic among so many students, and he has the drive to be fearless."

"Indeed." Xueming packed up the documents, put on plain glasses, and outputted them to the computer, filing all the materials: "On the first day I came here to teach, he picked up girls in front of me, and took my Chalk attacks and insults, ingenuity and lawlessness—a talent.”

Meteor pursed his lips, speaking for the bad student: "Didn't you teach him a lesson?"

Xue Ming immediately said, "I even added a point to him."

Meteor asked: "I don't quite understand the matter of adding credits. Brother Ming, if you don't like him, why did you give him this chance?"

Xue Ming replied: "People need a certain ceremony to prove their worth, Ah Xing, this is something that can be seen everywhere in life - like you play MOBA games"

Meteor: "Glory of the King!"

"Yes, just this game." Xueming continued: "It seems that this kind of game has only two options, you can win or lose, and there is no other result to choose from. But you will find that whether it is an opponent or a teammate, even yourself , I don’t want to win for a moment—I won’t go towards these two options.”

Meteor was thoughtful, and then his eyes lit up: "I want to be happy!~"

Xue Ming: "That's the reason. If you go to fight man-machines and computer AI, I'm afraid you won't be so excited, you won't have that kind of competitive spirit, and you won't have that kind of happiness. It’s called highlighting your own sense of existence.”

Meteor then asked: "What does this sense of existence have to do with Xiao Hao?"

"His self-esteem is very strong, whether it is the seat arrangement in the classroom, the protagonist selection, or the action of taking my chalk head-on." Xue Ming patiently explained: "It is he who is trying to highlight his own sense of existence-I don't I know Xiaohao’s family well, and I don’t know how he spent his childhood. But I can vaguely feel that he should be a child who needs a lot of attention and has strong energy.”

Meteor: "It seems to be the case."

Xueming went on to say: "Powerful energy can not only create a person, but also destroy a person. I let him stand out, let him set an example for the students, and give him credits. I just want to rely on this kind of behavior similar to a leader's example. Come guide him back to my teaching process, don't continue to confront me."

"Hey, Brother Ming, do you want to know about Xiaohao's family?" Meteor moved closer to Xueming, looking at his good brother expectantly.

Xueming: "I would like to hear the details."

"He's a kid from a fourth-tier city in Sichuan and Sichuan." Meteor immediately talked about his family history: "Just like us, he's a mudblood—he also came to the station to ask for a panacea."

Xue Ming was slightly surprised when he heard this answer.

For such a young child, but with such a strong desire, the psychic energy fluctuations caused by it can make the ticket find him on its own initiative?

Meteor went on to say—

"—He has four brothers and sisters, and he is the third eldest in the family. They are about the same as Brother Ming and you. They are all poor families in the county. Their parents couldn't take care of them, so Xiaohao was sent to foster care at his aunt's house, which is also close to the school. "

"Without parental discipline, Xiaohao secretly went to Internet cafes every day without telling his aunt and uncle. He couldn't turn on the phone when he was underage, so he gave cigarettes to the network administrator to borrow his ID card. He was still wandering outside for two years. When it was time for the high school entrance examination, the school found no such person. , when he returned to his hometown, he was almost beaten to death by his own father."

"Xiaohao's grandfather passed away very early, and there was only one grandma in the family who loved the grandchildren the most. Seeing the father and son getting along together, she was so angry that she went to the hospital on the spot with heart failure. Hao's mother, Hao, and his father had to take turns to take care of the bed. The family was in chaos. Xiaohao didn't After school, seeing grandma dying, I regretted it very much, and wanted to leave home early to work and earn money to support the family."

"He wanted to cure his grandma's illness, and he also wanted to cure the poor illness at home—so relying on his unyielding energy, he went to an Internet cafe and asked for a job as a cashier, and secretly took night shifts with the big brother of the network administrator. The salary is just a ticket.”

Xueming: "What happened next?"

Meteor: "The disease is cured, but not completely cured."

Xueming: "The waiter helped him arrange it?"

"BOSS will not do business at a loss, but he borrowed a debt from the waiter and asked the waiter to help him heal his dearest grandmother." Meteor continued: "In addition to this, he also borrowed Galahad's tuition fees and asked the waiter to help him heal his dear grandma." Tell my family that I am going to study far away, and use Galahad's admission notice as evidence—the Shao family doesn't care much about this child, and let him go forever."

Xue Ming: "Does his waiter know that he picks up female classmates in Galahad?"

Meteor laughed, but did not answer.

Xue Ming: "How old is Brother Hao's waiter?"

Meteor: "Thirty-three years old, there is a twenty-year difference between the two."

Xueming: "It's amazing."

After talking about the fun of the students, Meteor turned to business.

"There's something big or small that I need you to deal with, and it's also related to Xiaohao."

Xueming: "Say what you have to say."

Meteor pulled Xueming up and walked out of the office building, talking while walking.

"In the bathroom of the student dormitory, Xiao Hao beat up his roommate in the same dormitory. The injury was serious. I couldn't handle this kind of thing. The dormitory supervisor, director Simmons, and the parents of the injured classmate also came."

Talking about this matter, Xue Ming felt the pheromone of nervousness and embarrassment revealed by Meteor.

"Is it serious?"

Asking like this——

——Xue Ming also had an answer in his heart.

I'm afraid this matter is not aimed at Brother Hao. If it was an ordinary fight, it would not be necessary for Director Simmons to bring the parents together to discuss an explanation. Just follow the school rules and regulations.

Wood Pluck was right, there were bad things secretly making trouble, the purpose was to make the students of Class 78 feel better, after all, they were the only ones who had learned knight combat skills.

Meteor: "I don't know, bring lunch for Brother Hao during the lunch break - this kid was blocked in the bathroom by several teachers, and his voice was quite loud at first, but later I realized that no one listened to what he explained, so I came right away I'm looking for you."

Xue Ming pursed his lips, feeling dumbfounded: "You told me so many things about Brother Hao, and you just want me to help him?"

"Aren't I afraid that you are cold-blooded, indifferent, and ruthless?" Meteor muttered: "Children like Dulan and Flavia are also considered as misguided children. They are tools in the hands of drug dealers. They were taken away by Teacher Victor. You didn't say a single good word for these teammates when you were playing."

Xue Ming: "It's different, Ah Xing, it's totally different. Xiaohao is not a criminal. He's just a kid"

"Okay, I know." Meteor didn't say much nonsense, and quickly walked Brother Ming to the dormitory area on the south side of the podium.

Across two green fields, through a winding corridor, and then walking a few hundred meters past the consulting room, you can hear lively and noisy voices. There are two green gold guards standing outside the porch of the dormitory building. It seems to be an arrangement to deal with prisoners. Hold tight to prevent outsiders from entering.

The curious students could only chatter around outside.

"what's the situation?"

"I heard it was a year old who was fighting and making trouble"

"No, no, no! He's going to kill someone!"

"I saw it with my own eyes! A lot of blood flowed out of the public bathhouse on the fourth floor, that Mudblood must have murderous intentions!"

"What a feud, what can happen between thirteen-year-old children?"

"You say that guy is a helpless Mudblood? That makes sense. I wouldn't be surprised at anything a savage from the surface would do."

"I hope the dean can drive this little beast out as soon as possible."

Xue Ming and Meteor squeezed into the student team, their attitudes were very polite and polite, and they asked these handsome young men in cloth robes to make way.

Across many mobile phones held up high, Xue Ming heard whispers beside him.

"It's him, it's them."

"It's the instructor and assistant teacher of knight combat skills. They teach that kid to kill."

"How could he have the face to come here? The parents of the victim are still there."

"Shh don't talk."

Meteor tilted his head at that time, and his hair became fluffy in anger, like a lion with fried hair entering a flock of sheep. There are quite a few 17-year-old and 18-year-old senior students around, all of whom turned pale with fright at the irritable Reiatsu on Ah Xing's body, and involuntarily backed away.

Xueming immediately brought Meteor to the door and had a nice word with his brother.

"Don't be angry, smile"

Ah Xing scolded: "What nonsense are these little bastards talking about?!"

Xueming rubbed Ah Xing's face, and rubbed a sunny smile on his younger brother's face: "They just want us to be angry, to make us lose our minds - this matter is not aimed at Xiaohao, it is aimed at me Ah Xing, listen to me, this matter is my fault, I shouldn’t ask you to be a teaching assistant, your business ability is very good, you post with the children every day, and you also care about their family affairs, can you talk to me I'm really happy to talk about that because I don't have that much time to get to know them."

After Brother Ming's comfort, Meteor slowly regained his composure.

He caught a glimpse of the vigilant and astonished expressions of the two green gold guards, and greeted the guards happily. Turn around and discuss with Xueming.

"What should we do now? Brother Ming?"

Jiang Xueming asked Ah Xing to be safe and calm——

"—Wait for me to go in and see what's going on. You just stay outside and don't cause trouble."

Saying so, Xue Ming lowered his head and rushed towards the main entrance of the dormitory.

As soon as one foot stepped on the threshold, the green gold guard immediately stopped Xue Ming.

"Sorry, gunsmith, the investigation and evidence collection is still going on inside, so you can't go in."

Xue Ming immediately raised his head and asked, "Is Director Simmons inside?"

Qing Jin: "Yes."

Xueming: "Are the parents of the students inside?"

Qing Jin: "Yes."

Xue Ming: "How many teachers are there?"

Qing Jin felt a little embarrassed, but could only nod.

"Yes, it's all inside."

Xue Ming kept scratching his head, with a very rich expression, winking and sarcasm.

"This child who was beaten is the illegitimate son of Ao Ruan Ming De? So many people need to take care of him? He died? Was he eaten by my students on the spot? Has he become the nourishment of the crazy butterfly?"

Qing Jin: "It's not what you think"

Xue Ming: "So what? Who is investigating the case? Is my student a criminal?"

Qing Jin: "We'll take care of it"

"I ask you, who is investigating the case inside? Is my student a criminal?" Xue Ming said word by word, and took the iron knight away from Meteor: "I ask you, who is investigating the case inside. What do you want? How to deal with it, does it have anything to do with the question I asked?"

Facing Mingde's remains, Qing Jin immediately lowered his face.

"I'm just a part-timer, gunsmith, don't make things difficult for me"

Xue Ming immediately breathed a sigh of relief——

——He turned his head and said to Meteor: "Don't worry, it's just a small trouble."

As long as the two watchdogs still recognize the stick, it should have nothing to do with forces outside the school.

He turned his head and started talking kindly to the two green gold brothers.

"Isn't it your two duty to guard this gate?"

The two-and-a-half wolf guards immediately understood what the gunsmith meant, and immediately issued a warning.

"The side and back doors are also guarded, gunsmith, and we are only following orders."

Another half-wolf member said in a respectful tone: "Master Wuming, I have heard of your reputation, and I also know the deeds of the elder sister. She has always been our role model - patrolling here is not against you. only"

"Don't go around so far." Xue Ming took the trouble in front of the repeater: "I just want to ask, is it your duty to guard this gate?"

The leading team leader immediately replied: "Yes."

Xueming quickly walked to the side wall of the gate, and summoned Hunwei in front of the two Qingjins.

Fragrant Dream followed the gunsmith's fist to strike powerfully, and a big hole two meters square was broken in the wall.

The Qingjin Guard wanted to catch up and stop Xueming.

"Then watch the door for me, watch it, no one is allowed to enter." Xue Ming turned his head, brushed away the smoke and dust with one hand, and shook off the mud powder and wall ash on his body.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the two half-wolves and gunsmiths forced them to stand still, and cold sweat the size of soybeans suddenly fell from their thick hair and beards, and finally gave up, no longer caring about such trivial matters.

Xue Ming went all the way up the spiral staircase in the corridor of the dormitory, and heard the whispers of paintings and portraits hanging around him.

The housekeeper on the first floor saw the gunsmith coming, and immediately stood up from the sofa. Just as the amiable old lady was about to say something, Xue Ming pushed her away with the iron knight's cane. She didn't want to waste any time, and didn't want to say any nonsense. .

He walked hurriedly and quickly, rushed to the boys' dormitory on the fourth floor, ran towards the long corridor, saw the teachers surrounded in the spacious corridor, blocking the exit of the bathroom, and immediately squeezed into the crowd.

Director Simmons was sitting on a red cotton chair, which was moved by the teachers together, holding a cup of tea and smiling, as if he had waited for a long time for the gunsmith to finally arrive.

He looked at the crowd calmly, and saw a young man walking briskly with a cane walking into the warm and humid bathhouse, thinking in his heart—this gunsmith is really a talent, but it is a pity that the road is narrowed.

Beside the tea table is a pair of desolate parents. They are sitting next to Director Simmons. They are sitting upright. There is a low chair with no backrest under their buttocks. The student who was beaten stands behind his parents with blood on his face. , the corners of the eyes and the neck have been treated with simple sutures and bandages, and no products made by Mrs. Bai have been used.

As for the hero of the story——

——Shao ​​Jinghao is not qualified to stand, he didn't say a word, he didn't even put on any clothes, he seemed to have just left the bathroom, and he didn't have time to go to the closet to get his personal belongings, only a towel wrapped around his buttocks, kneeling in front of Director Simmons.

Xueming walked to Brother Hao's side, staring straight at Simmons——

"—You want him to kneel?"

Simmons quickly responded, "I never said that."

Xue Ming turned to ask the others one by one.

"You want him to kneel?"

"is it you?"

"It's you?"

Asked in turn, no answer.

Xiaohao looked very tired, as if he had said a lot, explained a lot of reasons, and made a lot of pale explanations, but he didn't get a response. He felt his shoulders sink, and finally realized that the teacher was here.

Xue Ming grabbed Brother Hao's arm: "Get up."

For a while, Xiaohao didn't seem to wake up, he just kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, can you not fire my teacher, I'm sorry"

Xue Ming pulled Xiao Hao to stand up, and saw the child blushing again, clutching the towel in panic.

Director Simmons finally started to feel uneasy—

——Including the parents of the students who were beaten, they also gradually became irritable.

Because the gunsmith is here, his spiritual pressure is stable, his spirit is healthy, without any anger, like a stone, this is definitely not the result they want to see.

Without saying a word, Xue Ming took the key to the closet from Brother Hao's wrist, and asked Brother Hao to dress himself.

Simmons finally couldn't hold back his inner curiosity——

——He cares about the gunsmith's reaction, just like Yasuo in 0/21 in your team is showing his presence, he cares so much about the gunsmith's signal.

"You are a good student, Shao Jinghao. You almost killed his roommate just now."

Xue Ming immediately asked, "How did you kill him? Did he succeed?"

Simmons has question marks all over his head——

——This is not the answer he wanted.

"I mean! He used the technique you taught to kill his roommate! He almost succeeded! Does it have anything to do with how he kills and whether he succeeds? Are you disappointed that you didn't hear the news of the death?"

Xueming persisted and continued to ask.

"How did he do it? I'm really curious, is there a video? I have to share it with other students. This is a negative teaching material."

"Gunsmith! Who cares how he did it?" Panting heavily, Simmons lost the last bit of demeanor, and interrupted sharply: "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Director Simmons—you said that Xiao Hao almost killed this classmate." Xue Ming pointed to the victim present, pointing to the child who was beaten: "I understand, but I still want to know the process. After all, you Treat it like a criminal, then follow the procedure of handling the case. You want Qingjin Guards to protect the scene, but let so many teachers stand in the bathhouse to listen to your preaching. I am really curious, how did Xiaohao kill people? Did you see it with your own eyes? did you see it?"

At this point, Xue Ming was not polite at all, and squeezed to Simmons, asking the director to move half of his buttocks.

He was not shy at all, and pushed Simmons's body away with brute force, and the two sat on the same chair in such an awkward manner.

Simmons: "Hey! Hey! Pay attention, tsk. Gunsmith! You are too much!"

Xueming glanced at the other teachers present: "Why don't all the teachers come over and sit down together? According to the director, this matter is not easy. It takes a long time to chat. It takes a thorough discussion before we can leave. What's the point of standing still?"

Simmons rolled his eyes, but he couldn't match the gunsmith's strong waist, so he could only curse loudly.

"That's all I have! What the hell are you talking about?"

The originally tense atmosphere has also eased——

——From the teacher team, there were a few laughs that were not too serious to watch the excitement.