If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 87 Mission Completion
The warm yellow sun in Chicago in the early days seemed a little listless. It hung like a boiled egg on the top of the high-rise building. The sun was neither hot nor warm. People felt that it was a little cold today, and the chill penetrated into the epidermis of the heart as the light shone on the chest, making people unable to help but clasping the collar of the trench coat and hurriedly passing the entrance of the North-South Memorial Hospital where the sirens were blaring.

On the thirteenth floor of the inpatient department, the elevator door opened with a jingle, Schneider stepped out of the elevator and stopped, he was stopped, not because of someone, but because of something.

A calamity that happened last night.

'It was like a subway train squeezed into this not-so-wide corridor, but we didn't find the wreckage of the train, only a body and a boy. '

This is what Ryder, the instructor of the first-year war practice class, announced to him on the phone. Judging from the current situation, this description is not exaggerated at all. The ravines on the walls spiral to the end, the cracked walls and The exposed rough steel bars, the potholes, and the floor are like a floor splashed by strong acid. This level of damage cannot be done overnight by manpower. If it was not the Chicago subway that drove into the inpatient department last night, it must be a professional demolition. construction team.

Schneider stopped at the elevator entrance not because he was shocked by this scene of broken walls and ruins. He had seen a lot of cruel and complete destruction, but there is no scene like this corridor. Even after the precipitation of time, the air The surviving brutality and ferocity still lingered.

As long as you breathe the air here, you can smell the stench of blood gushing out from the skin when the blade breaks open. If you listen carefully, you can hear the wailing of the evil spirits before they are dying and the cold and ruthless savagery of the ghost-slayer's blade cutting through the air. , There was a desperate fight here, no matter what the outcome is, in the end, only one of them must survive.

Schneider saw the last surviving person. He was sitting at the end of the corridor, facing the sun-facing window. When he looked up, he could see the naturally 'warm and cold' sun falling down a little bit, and even the shadow of the person was elongated a little bit. .

He walked behind the boy, stood still, didn't say anything, just looked at the corpse in front of the boy, half of it leaning against the wall, dried up flesh vines that had lost their color, crawling all over the wall, gray bones The wings are embedded in the left and right walls, and the people above are nailed like a cross. Only the face of a girl who is indistinct is hidden in the ashes and minced meat to avoid the rising sun from the overhead window.

"Her name?" Lin Nian asked.

"Does it matter until now?" Schneider said.

"Yes." Lin Nian nodded, and after being quiet for a while, he asked, "Will all Deadpool be like this after they die?"

"Do you mean a sense of religion?" Schneider shook his head as he looked at the distorted and coquettish frenzied art on the wall: "Unfortunately, that's not the case, most Dead Servants want a puddle of scattered black mud to splash ink on the ground when they die. It's like smelly black oil."

"Is she special?"

"It may be due to her word spirit. I heard from Ryder's report that you have detected her word spirit and do not move the imperial order. If it is this word spirit, it may be that her strong desire to survive before her death gave her flesh and blood. Perception, causing every inch of the body to want to flee in a different direction, and finally evolved into this look."

"What should you do with the corpse?" Lin Nian asked as he looked at the mottled fresco.

"Burn it, there is too much DNA left on this floor. Usually, in this case, we will destroy the corpse with a fire, and then let the relevant commissioner pretend to be a firefighter to check whether there is any remaining evidence for secondary elimination. evidence," Schneider said.

"This is a hospital. Are you going to burn the hospital?"

"If necessary, we can also blow up this hospital. The reason for the fire is that the circuit is in disrepair and aging. I think the guys in the equipment department must be happy to sponsor us some new bombs they are researching." Schneider said calmly.

Lin Young smiled a little, thinking that this was a mission in the White House, and there was a high probability that the White House would fall into disrepair for a long time, and then be blown up by the executive department.

He shook his head: "So is this mission completed?"

"It's done." Schneider said lightly: "In addition, Ryder said he was sorry, as the commander of this mission, he defaulted on his duty and made many wrong judgments and decisions, which led to the mission commissioner into a dangerous situation. ."

"Is this the first time that Instructor Ryder has taken on the role of commander?" Lin Nian asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"You sent an unskilled commander to command a group of child soldiers."

"Yes."

"I probably understand what the academy means." Lin Nian sighed.

"There's always someone going to stand up and wave the flag of black sails and be the first to set foot on the land of Troy, even if according to the oracle he will die," Schneider said.

"It's hard to believe that this kind of magic will come out of the head of the executive department." Lin Nian was a little surprised. He remembered that he had heard this 'prophecy' in a certain class in the academy.

"No, that's not what I said, it's a gift from the principal to ACE before the war practice class started." Schneider looked at Lin Nian and said lightly.

"ACE?"

"The MVP and the bright spot in the mission, not many people know what happened last night, so many people think that ACE should be awarded to Caesar who is adaptable and timely control the field, but in the end ACE is given to you." Schneider nodded slightly. : "So this sentence is now up to me to tell you."

"Probably the students will feel that there is a shady scene"

"Caesar has no opinion on this. He has no opinion on the party involved, and neither should anyone else." Schneider said: "The next CC1000 express to take you back to the academy will leave in an hour."

"In such a hurry? I'm still thinking of staying for lunch." Lin Nian touched his stomach.

"As an ACE of the first-year war practice class, you were invited to the principal's office for an afternoon tea. According to the principal's character, he would prepare good black tea and delicate biscuits and pastries in advance. This should be considered an honor among your students. I I don't think you'll want to be late."

"today?"

"today."

"It seems that I'm in a hurry." Lin Nian got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. Schneider noticed that his clothes had a lot of cracks: "Are you injured?"

"No." Lin Nian shook his head.

"It's hard not to get hurt in combat with this kind of monster, even based on an 'S' grade physical test score." Schneider tilted his head and looked at the boy in front of him with iron gray pupils: "You used the Spirit of Words."

He used the affirmative sentence, without the slightest doubt, staring at Lin Nian like a hook to pull out the boy's deepest secret, which is why most people are reluctant to look at the head of the executive department .

"Play on the spot." Lin Nian passed Schneider and took a few steps in the corridor, bowed his head and picked up the handle of a short knife.

"The school board has been questioning why you, as an 'S' class, don't have the words to speak, and it seems that this time you can go back and stop their mouths." Schneider turned around, Lin Nian had already walked up to him and held the hilt and a knife in front of him. The Glock pistol was handed to him.

"It's a pity that the weapon of the executive department was damaged." Lin Nian said.

"No, it's a pity that the executive department did not issue you a weapon worthy of such high-intensity combat." Schneider took the hilt and pistol: "It should be very difficult for you to execute the enemy without tools, and finally What did you end the fight with?"

"Gun." Lin Nian said.

"But you should only have Frigga bullets."

"Friga's bullets are too gentle. It is recommended that students be equipped with live ammunition in future war practice classes. Only when you know that what is in your pistol can kill someone and pull the trigger will you really need to make up your mind." Lin Nian faintly say.

"This is also the suggestion I made to the school board." Schneider sneered twice. He took out a sealed pocket and put the knife handle and pistol in it, without asking Lin Nian where the live ammunition came from: " In response to the decision of the school board, this mission file will be sealed and transferred to the 'A+' confidential inventory. Your resume will also add an experience of completing an 'A+' mission, but the rest of the freshmen's The files will only be 'A', I hope you can see what I mean."

"Secret, understand, fighting the dragon alone, this shouldn't cause me any trouble, right?" Lin Nian snapped his neck, maintaining a movement for a long time made his body feel a little sore.

"No, this is exactly what the school board wants to see, a 'hero' and a 'TheOne' jumped out of ordinary people. What you should worry about is that there will be all kinds of tedious things in the future. You." Schneider sneered.

"for example?"

"A special mission that came suddenly or something."

Lin Nian turned his head to the side and didn't express any opinion on this. He just patted his butt and walked to the elevator in the distance. He raised his hand and waved it as a farewell, but he didn't know whether the other object, Schneider, who was standing there, was deeper. Something that has long been lost.

(End of this chapter)