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Chapter 15 The Situation

The Oak Academy of Black Iron Castle covers a huge area and is located to the north of the central city of Black Iron Castle. It is full of the aesthetics of the Western steam age and is full of metal pipes and gears.

Zhao Guangli followed Jike and was at the entrance of Oak Academy.

"Oak Avenue is still so crowded." Jike touched his head, showing a helpless look.

Zhao Guangli's field of vision was filled with young men and women dressed in white, with different expressions on their faces, on the oak avenue composed of unknown stones.

The whole space was filled with a flavor different from that of Zhao Guangli's era, and the bustling sounds made Zhao Guangli feel like he was in a dream.

"Why do those guys wear different uniforms than you."

Zhao Guangli looked towards the distance. There was a group of students wearing light blue uniforms with wing-like badges on their chests. In front of the main gate of Oak Academy, they seemed to be inspecting the students returning to the academy.

students.

Jike lowered his voice: "Have you forgotten?"

"These guys are all third-year students who have already obtained professional qualifications."

Professional Qualification?

Zhao Guangli is sensitive to the word "professional" among them.

"Did you see the guy at the front?"

There was envy in Jike's words: "That is the current student president of our Oak College."

What caught his eye was a strong, tall and handsome man with golden hair shining brightly under the rising sun.

The blue uniform fits snugly on his body. It must be said that this is a very eye-catching boy. No matter where he stands, he should be the focus of the crowd.

"George Impes is the current president of the 64th Student Union of Oak College. I heard that his family seems to be very powerful in the central neighborhood." There was obvious sourness in Jike's words: "Today is the first day of school.

, students who have obtained professional qualifications will welcome this year’s new students under the gate of the college.”

Zhao Guangli nodded: "It seems...that's it."

"That's it!" Jike's voice was a little loud. He lowered his voice for a moment, then turned to look around. After making sure that no one noticed him, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just to obtain a professional qualification.

, it’s not like you can really become a professional.”

"If it were really so easy for those high-ranking mages and knights to achieve success... hum."

Zhao Guangli looked at the crowded scenery in the distance and listened to the sour words coming from Jike's mouth. He calmly looked at the young people under the gate of Oak Academy.

Professional.

There's that term again.

It was because of the name Professional that Harlan Bode died in the [Blackwater Swamp].

Zhao Guangli calmed down and all he had to do now was to be cautious.

Today is the first day of school at Oak College, and today, Oak College will welcome a group of new students. Original first-year students like Zhao Guangli and Jike will also change their identities immediately after the entrance ceremony.

Zhao Guangli walked with Jike, originally trying his best to reduce his presence, but at this moment, he felt some subtle feelings.

The buildings inside the college have a quaint atmosphere, covered with ivy-like plants that twist and turn on the walls.

The exquisite decoration had a peculiar metallic feel. Zhao Guangli could see at a glance that the central area of ​​the entire Oak Academy was emitting a large amount of white smoke.

"That's the steam boiler room there." Jike pointed to the gray shadow in front of him: "That thing provides the necessary energy for the entire college."

Is there such a thing?

Zhao Guangli was a little confused. Could such a large Oak Academy be able to run smoothly with only a steam boiler?

In this way, the technology of this world is also different from that of the original world.

Zhao Guangli recalled Ren Heng's flintlock gun, and it was impossible for a normal flintlock gun to have that level of power.

"Hey, isn't this Jike?"

While Zhao Guangli was observing the metal structure in the distance, a joking male voice suddenly sounded from behind him. This was not pleasant, and one could predict that its owner would not be a good person.

A group of students wearing the same white uniforms as Jike, led by a red-haired boy, slowly stopped in front of Zhao Guangli and Jike.

"How come we haven't seen each other for a month, but the smell of the slums still lingers on you? Oh my God." The red-haired boy has a pair of hooked noses, and his facial features are not soft at all, and he has a mean feeling.

Jike's face turned pale: "Brown...Brown..."

"What's wrong?" The boy named Brown had a strange smile on his face: "Can't you speak clearly?"

His eyes shifted from Jike and slowly stopped on Zhao Guangli's face.

"Hey, isn't this our 'genius'?" Brown approached Zhao Guangli with a sunny expression: "What did you and your equally talented master do during this holiday?"

Zhao Guangli frowned slightly and avoided the red-haired boy's hand that wanted to slap his face.

What's going on with this guy?

However, this action seemed to offend the boy named Brown. His hands froze in the air and his expression gradually became distorted.

"Tsk, pig from the East." Brown raised his head slightly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Biggie, what is the name of this smelly Oriental?"

At this moment, a good-looking girl who was following Brown tapped her forehead lightly with her fingers: "I just remembered..."

"What's the name of that follower of Harlan Bode... Zhao..."

"Zhao Guangli? I seem to have trouble remembering it. Oriental names are really hard to pronounce."

The girl named Bi Ji muttered, casting her disdainful eyes at Zhao Guangli without hesitation.

"He's the guy whose affinity for both professions was infinitely close to zero in the qualification evaluation."

Brown clapped his hands, his aquiline nose was like a sharp dagger at this moment: "Like your master, what a strange pair."

Jike's performance was very cowardly. He lowered his head submissively at the moment, not daring to look at the people in front of him.

In Zhao Guangli's field of vision, these boys and girls seemed to be humorous because they were targeting the two of them.

"It seems that the original situation of Zhao Guangli was not very good."

Thinking of this, Zhao Guangli shook his head: "Sorry, let's go first."

"This is the yellow-skinned monkey from the East." Brown became more and more arrogant: "Jike, the poor class, only deserves to live with the pigs from the East."

"By the way...where is your master, Harlan Bode." Brown hugged Biggie and whistled unscrupulously: "My poor and stupid Master Harlan, how come he is a useless person with no talents...

Where are the things?”

Zhao Guangli coughed and didn't pay attention to what these guys said. He just pulled Jike and walked away.

The joking laughter of Brown and others came from behind.

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