Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Lu Mingfei didn't want to explore what doubling the difficulty of special training meant. He only knew that he would probably be tortured to death again.

Therefore, even though he now knows nothing about the free day at Cassel College, he is still determined to win the championship.

People's motivation often comes from desire, and not wanting to suffer is certainly a desire, except for a very small group of people.

...

Lu Mingfei, who had no time to bring anything but a pair of clothes, sat on a chair and silently looked up at the church-like dome of the Chicago train station.

He was thinking about why he was in such an embarrassing situation.

He obviously has a super metal that is valuable enough to buy the entire Wanda Group, but now he cannot afford a cup of Coke with unlimited refills.

Like a salted fish that has lost hope, he stared blankly at the dome above his head, counting the glass blocks on it, until a voice sounded in his ears: "One"

r, just one r......"

Just like the Chinese saying "Okay, okay", the phrase "one" and "doller" is also a classic begging phrase in the United States.

Lu Mingfei turned his head and glanced at the tall and burly young man behind him. His face buried in the beard could be considered handsome, his eyes as bright as candlelight were full of desire, and he wore a dark green plaid shirt.

He and his dragging pants had not been washed or changed for an unknown amount of time. It is not easy to meet such a beggar here in the United States. All the other beggars are dressed more decently than him.

Seemingly noticing Lu Mingfei's gaze, the beggar also looked at Lu Mingfei. After a short moment of silence, he skillfully switched the language to Chinese: "Okay, sir, I haven't been here for three days.

..No, I am a student. I have lost my wallet, so I have no money to buy anything. I would like to give you some money to buy something to eat."

What you just wanted to say was that you haven’t eaten in three days, right? Absolutely right?!

You are so proficient in begging skills, but you still say that you are a student?

Lu Mingfei looked at the man in front of him, was silent for a moment and then said: "What gave you the illusion that I am richer than you..."

After hearing Lu Mingfei's words, Fingel was stunned when he took out his student ID card with the name Fingel von Flins on it.

He blinked and looked at Lu Mingfei, who was lying on the chair like a salted fish who had seen through everything: "You don't have any money either?"

"Yeah, not a penny." Lu Mingfei grabbed Kassel's admission profile in his hand and said in a solemn tone: "Do you mind having one more colleague who competes with you for business?"

Fingel:...

Damn, absolutely amazing!

I have been a loser for several years, and this is the first time I have encountered someone who wants to steal business from me!

Speechless, Fingel silently put his student ID card back into his pocket, ready to turn around and look for the next target, but the next moment, the familiar paper and font in Lu Mingfei's hand attracted his attention.

Fingel stopped and looked carefully. After a few seconds, his eyes lit up slightly: "Are you a freshman in Kassel?"

"Huh? Do you know me?" After hearing Fingel's words, Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of light. He turned over and sat upright from the chair, looking at Fingel: "Is it possible that you are also stuck?

Serge’s?”

"Yeah, me too." Fingel looked sad, as if he was lamenting that he couldn't meet a new student who was as poor as him.

"Are you a freshman?"

"No, I am an old student."

"So it's senior brother!" Lu Mingfei said in awe: "Senior brother, can I ask you something? When will the 1,000 express train arrive?"

"I don't know." Fingel spread his hands: "No one knows the train timetable, but it will always come. Just wait."

Just wait...

Listening to these four-character mantra, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but fell silent: "Senior brother, can you tell me how long you have been waiting for the longest time?"

"Maybe a week? I don't really remember." Fingel recalled with squinting eyes, giving an answer that made Lu Mingfei lose motivation.

"Forget it, I'll just keep lying down." Lu Mingfei, who just came out of the special training, gave up struggling. He touched his belly, thinking that the remaining drinks in it should be enough to last him for a while.

.

Looking at Lu Mingfei, Fingel's eyes were opened. This was the first time he met a unique new student like Lu Mingfei, who was even worse than he was now.

Taking the lead in imitation, Fingel no longer had the enthusiasm to continue begging. He simply sat down and said, "Junior brother, you are too decadent to be like this. You are a freshman who has just entered school!"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot!" Lu Mingfei blinked and suddenly remembered something important: "Brother, do you know about a free day?"

"One day of freedom, you know, why do you ask?"

"I want to win the championship on Freedom Day." Lu Mingfei said, "Is this difficult?"

Fingel was silent. He looked at Lu Mingfei carefully, then pointed at the Subway fast food restaurant in the distance: "Junior brother, have you seen that restaurant?"

"I saw it." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Very good." Fingel continued: "Stand up, walk inside, ask the waiter to give you a free portion of the entire meal, and then walk back with them to share with me. This is your day of freedom.

Championship difficulty.”

"So it's difficult, right..."

Lu Mingfei groped his chin, while Fingel vowed: "Believe me, based on my years of understanding of that waiter, even if you are one cent off, he will not provide you with service."

the next day.

"How about we go try it?" Fingel, who hadn't eaten anything all day, started rubbing his stomach and thinking about the possibility of going to a fast food restaurant to beg.

Lu Mingfei beside him relied on surviving in his stomach and living a low-consumption life like a corpse, but Fingel's ideas were indeed very constructive.

then.

"Can you give us two sandwiches and two Cokes for free?" Fingel dragged Lu Mingfei into the fast food restaurant, looked at the waiter and said, "We lost our wallets, we are really hungry."

The waiter stopped what he was doing and stared at Fingel silently with a look that meant 'no'. But when his eyes saw Lu Mingfei behind Fingel who was trying to cover his face,

His expression changed.

In Fingel's incomprehensible eyes, the waiter smiled with a smile on his face. In an attitude of worshiping his ancestors, he took out a portion of all the meals in the store and piled them in front of Lu Mingfei: "I wish you a pleasant meal!"

Fingel, Lu Mingfei:......

Reaching out to pick up a glass of cold Coke and a still-warm sandwich, Fingel suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit it down hard, then gave a thumbs up to Lu Mingfei: "I now begin to believe that you can be free."

The champion of Japan, I am very optimistic about you!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath of Coke, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Fingel didn't understand why the Subway waiter was so friendly, but at this moment Lu Mingfei had a bold idea in his mind.

He waved to the waiter hesitantly, and then asked: "Subway, is it also bought?"

"Yes." The waiter nodded: "Dear Mr. Lin purchased the entire Subway Group for tens of billions of dollars and opened all permissions to you."

"What are they?" Lu Mingfei was a little curious.

"All requests." The waiter said with a smile on his face: "Subway will do its best to fulfill all legal requests for you!"

"Emmm..." Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "If I say I want to eat KFC..."

"Of course, no problem!" the waiter said loudly: "Do you want me to buy meals for you, or do you want the head office to directly acquire KFC?"

The waiter's attitude made Lu Mingfei feel complicated: "Forget it, I'll just say it casually."

On the table opposite Lu Mingfei, Fingel was completely stunned.

He blinked and suddenly felt that the sandwich and Coke in his mouth no longer tasted good. He lowered his voice and leaned towards Lu Mingfei: "Brother, what's going on with you?"

"Maybe my master was worried that I couldn't find a place to get food on the way, so he bought Subway directly?" Lu Mingfei's voice was hesitant: "He probably just bought a Subway...

"

Fingel:???

Blinking his eyes in confusion, Fingel felt bad: "Can I ask who your master is?"

"I don't know very well." Lu Mingfei spread his hands helplessly: "I only know that he is extremely rich and very powerful."

"I can see it." Fingel nodded convincingly: "I can buy Subway worth tens of billions of dollars whenever I want. This is indeed a very powerful rich man! I believe you even if you say he is Bill Gates!

"

"Brother, I will hang out with you from now on!" Fingel hugged Lu Mingfei excitedly: "I will not hesitate to get into any trouble in school from now on, as long as I am rewarded for stuttering, I don't want to be hungry anymore.

."

Lu Mingfei had never thought that Fengel had such a side, and he became a little bored: "No, don't hold me, I'll give you something to stutter, I'll give you something to eat."

"Good brother!" Fingel was shocked. He knew that with Lu Mingfei's words, he would no longer have to worry about his three meals and midnight snacks in the future. It was a good deal!

After learning that Subway was an asset of Lincoln, Lu Mingfei and his wife's life as poor people at the train station was gone forever.

Unless this group worth tens of billions goes bankrupt on the spot, they don't have to worry about their meals until the Kassel school express arrives.

Another day has passed.

The Chicago train station in the early morning was no longer as cold and heartless as the day before. As a train that was not shown on the train schedule entered the station, Fingel immediately pulled Lu Mingfei and stood up: "Junior brother, wake up, the train

arrive!"

"Are we here?" Lu Mingfei looked towards the ticket gate with sleepy eyes.

People wearing dark green conductor uniforms stood by the ticket gate, shaking small golden bells in their hands and wearing golden conductor badges on their hats. Their voices echoed in the train station: "cc1000 express train, passengers please prepare to board the train."

OK, passengers, please prepare to board the train."

"Finally here!"

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened and he followed Fingel's footsteps without hesitation.

After a brief conversation, Lu Mingfei finally boarded the train that he had been waiting for for two days. At this time, Professor Guderian was already waiting for Lu Mingfei's arrival in the carriage.

Lu Mingfei didn't know Guderian. There was only one thing he cared about right now, which was whether he could catch up with the free day at school.

According to Fingel, trains are scheduled according to their rank and cannot be changed, but Lu Mingfei has no idea what rank he is in.

So the embarrassing thing was that Lu Mingfei, who had an S-level rating, and Fingel, who had an F-level rating, waited together at the train station for two full days, which prompted Guderian to personally come to pick them up.

Facing Lu Mingfei's question, Guderian seemed a little surprised.

He had never met such a new student who started thinking about a day of freedom before entering school. This made him wonder whether Lu Mingfei was also an outright violent person.

But as an admissions tutor, he still answered Lu Mingfei's question: "From a time perspective, it may be too late, but there can be some exceptions."

As he spoke, he turned back to look at the conductor: "Speed ​​up and let our S-class freshman experience some of the atmosphere of a free day."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Mingfei again and said, "Now you can catch up."

"However, because the travel time is shorter, the speed of admission counseling must also be accelerated."

"What about tutoring?" Lu Mingfei was a little curious, as this was not mentioned in the introduction.

"This requires you to sign a confidentiality agreement first." Guderian did not answer, but took out a document and placed it in front of Lu Mingfei.

Without any hesitation, Lu Mingfei signed his name, and then Guderian said: "Before enrolling, I need to introduce you to the knowledge taught in our school..."

"I know, it's dragon slaying." Before Guderian could speak, Lu Mingfei gave the answer first, which even made Professor Guderian stunned.

Several people in the carriage looked at Lu Mingfei blankly: "Aren't you a freshman? How did you know?"

"My master told me." Lu Mingfei blinked: "What's wrong?"

"emmm..."

Several people fell silent, and all the plans Guderian had prepared before were disrupted. He silently pointed his hand on the black cloth: "Since you already know everything, then the preliminary entrance counseling can be over.

Okay, next, what I want to tell you is about the 3e exam..."

At this point, Guderian paused deliberately: "Has your master told you about this exam?"

"No."

After getting the answer, Guderian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then continued to explain Lu Mingfei.

After experiencing the torture of the mirror space, Lu Mingfei's ability to adapt to things has improved a lot, so that the entrance tutoring went smoothly beyond Guderian's expectations.

Even before the train arrived at the school, he and Lu Mingfei had already decided on the elective courses.

This made him sigh inwardly: "Is this an S-level genius? Sure enough, it's different from ordinary people!"

While thinking about it, he glanced at the F-level 'waste' next to him who was wearing S-level glory and feasting on all kinds of special-level videos.