American Comics Only Mutant, Gwen Came To My House Late At Night

In classrooms.

Roddy supported his chin with one hand, while listening boredly to a middle-aged male teacher in his forties on the podium giving a history class there.

To be honest, Pretty Country has a fart history.

Going back and forth on that little thing, don't know what to say?

Anyway, Roddy is not in the mood to listen to the lectures.

His plan for the next decade or so has already been determined, basically it is to meet our classmate Da Chao from time to time and copy his power.

Then just eat, drink, have fun and enjoy life.

After more than ten years, the entire universe has been turned into the purest source of power and swallowed by the main body, and his mission will be completed.

"I don't know which worlds my other reincarnated bodies have gone to?"

"However, with the power of my own Almighty Universe Level, I still can't break through the fourth wall of the comic world, so there should be no way to release the reincarnated body of Zhenli outside the comic world.

"

"But this kind of thing is not easy to say. After all, I am a traverser. The true spirit carries the breath beyond the fourth wall. Maybe the reincarnated body of the true spirit released can break through the fourth wall along this breath. 19"

"Forget it, what do I want to do with these things? Live your own little life and it's over!"

Roddy thought to himself, there is no entertainment industry in this small town, but I heard that there is a new club in the east of the town, but it seems that minors are not allowed to enter.

"But I can get in. Could it be that they still check the driver's license?"

Roddy couldn't help chuckling at the thought.

At this time;

A pen at the side suddenly poked his arm, and Roddy turned to look to the side.

"Roddy, the teacher is staring at you!"

Chloe reminded kindly.

Stare at me?

Roddy looked up, and sure enough, the dark-skinned middle-aged male teacher on the podium was staring at him with cold eyes.

‘Cut~! What a hassle. '

He muttered something in a low voice, then looked away from the window.

Although he has no sense of the history of the beautiful country, but out of respect for the profession of teachers, he should listen to it.

but...

Let a Nico tell the history of the beautiful country?

say what?

How do you grow cotton?

Roddy was almost amused by his own thoughts.

As for racism?

Well... I discriminated against you, what's the matter?

For Nico, Roddy doesn't have any affection.

He admitted that there are good people in Neko too.

All of them are bad people.

and;

What about racism? In this day and age, the most racist person is Nico himself, right?

The get out of class bell rang.

Roddy got up from his seat and was about to walk towards the door of the classroom.

As a result, he was bumped by a big boy before taking two steps.

"Walk and watch!"

The villain glared at Roddy first, then walked towards the back of the classroom.

Good guy, are you so brave?

Roddy smiled and stretched out his hand, grabbed the guy's hair, and smashed his head on a desk with a bang.

A classmate with glasses who was still arranging books on the seat looked dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the school bully who was moaning in pain as his head was held down.

"Damn it! What the hell did you do to Weasley?!"

Several friends of the school bully Weasley saw this scene, and immediately rushed forward with roars.

"Go away!"

Roddy twisted to dodge a fist from a hunk and landed the guy in the stomach.

boom!

The one hundred and eighty-nine-pound man stepped back straight away, bent over like a prawn, and fell to the ground with ten thuds while groaning in pain.

"Be honest with me!"

Roddy kicked in the knee of a guy who raised his leg to kick him.

Although he didn't use much force in this kick, this guy's knee was definitely injured.

Although the bones are not broken, a fracture cannot escape.

This guy looks like he's still on the football team?

Then he might not be able to play football in the future!

But Roddy didn't care if he played football or not.

A group of white-skinned trash, relying on their tall and big, think they are very powerful? Can they bully others casually?

pity!

They have mentioned the iron plate today.

"Did I make you stand up?"

After Roddy crippled this guy with one kick, he turned his head and saw the big white man named Weasley crawling up with his hands on his forehead, so he slapped him again, and the teeth in his mouth became loose, and he fell sideways on the ground with a bang.

All this happened in a blink of an eye.

Before the other students in the classroom even reacted, Roddy had already dealt with these three guys.

He clapped his hands, casually picked up the jacket he had dropped on the floor and patted it, then ignored the three guys who were moaning on the ground, and walked directly outside the classroom.

When the students on the road saw him approaching, they immediately backed away in fright.

No one dared to stand in front of him at all.

After Roddy left the classroom, the students in the classroom couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Oh my god~! Isn't this newcomer too powerful? Is that the Eastern kung fu?"

"I feel like free combat, but 867 is really powerful. Weasley is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs almost 250 catties. He is so vulnerable!"

"Shh! Do you want to be beaten? That Weasley guy is very careful!"

"Fool! You say Weasley is narrow-minded, and you want to be beaten?"

"Guys~! Weasley is dead, and the boss in the school will be the new transfer student!"

"My God~! He's so handsome! Did you see his muscles just now? It's great! It feels like it's made of twisted steel bars. I wonder if his waist strength is good?"

"Shirley, you won't be looking at this newcomer, will you?"

"so what?"

"Then what about your boyfriend?"

"Cut~! I want to break up with that kind of dog a long time ago. Only a hunk like Roddy is my Prince Charming!"

The students in the classroom chattered about Roddy, the new transfer student.

In the corner of the classroom, Clark looked at the direction Roddy left with complicated eyes.

"Is this what you call following your own inner thoughts?"

"I think this is simply nonsense!"

Clark thought.

I feel that I and this Roddy should not be in the same way, and I am afraid that I will not be able to be friends in the future. .