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Chief of Mecha Academy (2)

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    Collan returned to the prefects¡¯ lounge alone and unknowingly rummaged through all his mental healing potions and listed them scatteredly on the table.

    When he realized what he was doing, he immediately lowered his eyes, and his golden, thin eyelashes covered the gloomy look under his eyes.

    His face was as pale as a decadent aristocrat taking potion powder. He raised his hand without warning, and the potion on the table rolled down onto the soft carpet.

    Because some of the containers containing the medicine are special, even slight vibrations can cause damage to them.  The expensive potion dripped, and the sweet fragrance filled the air, soothing Collan's extremely irritable mental state.

    He looked at the messy ground and suddenly calmed down.  Pick up the intact potions, arrange them neatly, keep an image message and send it to your cousin Adolf, adding: "Do you want it?"

    The other party responded to the message very quickly¡ªdefinitely the fastest.

    "They are all good goods, I want them. But what are you doing?"

    Keerlan glanced lazily and replied casually: "It's upsetting to see."

    ? Then he suddenly paused and continued to send communications.  The cold light of the electronic screen reflected on his face and dotted his golden hair.  Keerlan pursed his lips tightly, looking inexplicably tangled and awkward.

    "Do you have a college medical doctor available? I want him to help me monitor a person's physical condition."

    "Did you create a nephew for me?"

    ¡°It¡¯s almost the same, it¡¯s about to kill someone.¡±

    After a long while, the other side replied:

    "Dia Doyle. Very reliable. I will lend it to you temporarily. By the way, he is on duty today. If anything happens, please solve it quickly."

    ¡­¡­

    Imperial Mecha Academy, infirmary.

    The excess branches and leaves were trimmed, and the white and soft unknown flowers were inserted into a glass vase that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. A drop of crystal dew rolled down in the sun, and the petals swayed slightly.

    Xie Xu saw the flower as soon as he opened his eyes.

    The owner of the flower arrangement has a pair of dexterous hands and a huge face.

    The soft flesh on his face was beating like petals swaying in the wind, occupying Xie Xu's entire perspective.

    Xie Xu turned his face away silently.

    fatty:"¡­¡­"

    He seemed to have discovered something new, and shouted angrily: "Xie Xu, you are so brave. If it weren't for me, the place where you are lying now would not be an infirmary but a morgue!"

    Xie Xu asked indifferently: "You were the one who sent me here, not Senior Keerlan?"

    ??Little Fatty: "" Today, ugly people have no human rights.

    He sat down on the chair with a sullen face, and timidly took out a pack of heart-filled biscuits from his arms as if taking out drugs. He bit into it with a "click, click, click" and said sarcastically: "Wake up in broad daylight."  , if the senior Kellan you are talking about is the third-year prefect that I know - that kind of proud man, if you die next to him, he will pretend that he didn't see it."

    After a pause, the little fat man added: "It's just what you said, he might step on you more. After all, I heard that he has a good relationship with Supervisor Xie Zhen, hahaha"

    Looking at Xie Xu¡¯s expressionless expression (actually he was completely uninterested), the little fat man stopped laughing, swallowed the biscuit in one gulp, sat up straight and said, "The medical doctor is here."

    The little fat man was probably very afraid of the medical doctor, so he sat very honestly in the chair.  With his hands behind his back and his face tense, he looked as well-behaved as a primary school student.

    The medical doctor is a very young man.  Wearing a white coat, he is thin and looks a little sickly.

    Although his facial features are straight, he is of a type that cannot be found in a sea of ??people.  To talk about his characteristic, it should be his stagnant gaze, which always makes people sweat.

    The two dark pupils turned slightly and fell stiffly on Xie Xu.  His tone was not as cold as his eyes, as if he had tried his best to soften it, but instead had a strange feeling.

    "Classmate Xie Xu, have you encountered school violence?"

    "Huh?!" The little fat man screamed from the side, with a hesitant expression on his face.

    As an academy with a military nature, the Imperial Mecha Academy has very high requirements for students¡¯ force value. No matter how bad the competition is, the academy will not interfere.  Therefore, the little fat man has lived for so many years and has never heard of the concept of "campus violence at the Imperial Mecha Academy".

    Xie Xu was silent for a moment and shook his head slowly.

    The corners of the medical doctor's mouth were slightly pursed, and there was no emotion on his face.nbsp; ¡ª¡ªIs it illegal to take low-quality medicine that stimulates mental power before the class exam?

    Did he use his mental power to probe Xie Zhen¡¯s spiritual sea, but was it backfired under tremendous pressure?

    Did he try to control Xie Zhen¡¯s seventh-level advanced mecha unconvinced, but was severely damaged?

    Mental power is powerful, but it is also very fragile.

    After listing all the items, Xie Xu felt that the original living environment was really difficult, and he could be regarded as "mentally strong" in another sense.

    Unable to find a specific reason, Xie Xu had to be vague and involved a recent "dangerous behavior" to prevaricate.

    As for the "perpetrator" mentioned by the medical doctor, Xie Xu didn't think in that direction, and there was no one in his memory who specifically made trouble for Xie Xu.

    After seeing Xie Xu calling him, he said nothing.  Greer was a little worried and carefully handed over the heart-warming biscuits he had hidden: "You really don't intend to take revenge? This kind of thing happened, and Prefect Xie Zhen will probably help you"

    Xie Xu looked strange: "Retaliation for what?"

    Greer choked and was half angry: "Just hold on, you will drop out of school in two years anyway, and I will find a new roommate."

    "Two years?" Xie Xu frowned and reviewed the plot content again.

    The plot this time is an outline plot, and there are no specific requirements for the taskmaster.

    Xie Xu only needs to fulfill the obligations of a cannon fodder. He is constantly jealous of Xie Zhen, the brother of the protagonist who has assassinated him, and uses his kinship to create obstacles for him.

    "The other one is Collan who is crazy about pursuing one of the protagonists, and because of his relationship with Xie Zhen, he mutilates himself several times and becomes one of the laughingstocks of the academy.

    And the current situation is different from the plot for some reason.

    Plot information shows that Xie Xu used psychotropic toxins to assassinate Xie Zhen when he was in fifth grade, causing Xie Zhen to fall into a coma and be in danger.  This behavior was exposed by the powerful protagonist Keerlan, and Xie Xu was successfully sent to military prison, but his sentence was limited to twenty-five years.

    ¡ª¡ªThe torture lasts a lifetime.

    But in fact, he will be forced to quit after two years, and his acting time will be cut by nearly half.

    Next. The period of poison and assassination needs to be advanced to the third grade, and the plots during this period must be insufficient in quantity and quality.  The jealous behavior toward the protagonist Shou should be more crazy, and the love for the protagonist Gong should be more explicit.

    In a short period of time, Xie Xu has planned a new plot route.  He uncovered the white and soft quilt, and the bare soles of his feet touched the floor. The cold air lingered on his calves, and the thin ankles revealed a cold blue-white color.

    "Two years is enough." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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