As the school bus drove all the way, Garen sat on his seat and looked out the window.
There is no supernatural power around, just ordinary people, ordinary environment, ordinary weather, everything is ordinary and ordinary.
Outside the window, it was empty and spacious at the beginning, then it was lined with high-rise buildings, and then to the scenery of a small manor full of green grass.
The sky was a little dark, with dark clouds floating faintly.
The school bus moved along the slightly arc-shaped driveway at a moderate speed. On the grassy plain by the side of the road, it passed a manor-style house from time to time, some with black and red walls, and some with pure white walls. From time to time, a small patch of clarinet trees left between the houses can be seen.
"It's almost here, everyone get off the bus." The black-skinned team leader stood up and said loudly.
vomit..
As soon as the words fell, a girl in the back row of the car couldn't help but vomited from the plastic bag. His face was pale and he looked pained.
"Oh." The skinny boy next to Garen covered his nose in pain, unable to bear the unpleasant sour smell.
Garen also frowned and covered his nose.
"It's almost here, hold on." The black-skinned team leader said loudly.
Finally, the car slowed down and stopped after turning a corner.
A group of freshmen got out of the car quickly, and Garen squeezed into the crowd and got out of the car, taking a deep breath.
"The University of Garyville is not located in the nearby urban area of Nottington, but in the suburbs. The entire university forms a large university town by itself, and students, tutors, professors, etc. gather a large area of living and residential areas, as well as the associated service industry. Then these service industries attracted some foreign residents to settle, and the increased residents once again attracted some commercial and daily industries, and finally formed the town of Garyville."
A strong girl in a yellow T-shirt led a group of students in yellow T-shirts and walked towards the new students. She introduced loudly as she walked.
"Welcome to this year's freshmen, and welcome to Garyville!" she shouted with a loud smile. "We are a reception group for old students, bring your salutes and follow me!"
A group of freshmen followed the group of yellow T-shirts honestly, they enthusiastically helped the freshmen with their luggage, and then kept introducing the situation of the school.
The one who helped Gallon with the things was a tall and beautiful senior, but don't be fooled by her beautiful and innocent appearance. This guy slapped away another strong girl who wanted to help Gallon with the things, and then came over to become Garen's temporary tour guide.
Through the introduction of this senior named Serena, Garen got a general idea of the situation in Lower Garyville.
The entire campus area is a large square, divided into three large campuses, and many small campuses, which will be gradually familiarized with in the future.
But the most important thing to pay attention to is not this, but the first important thing after the arrival of freshmen, choosing accommodation.
On-campus accommodation is more expensive, but it is safe. Off-campus accommodation needs to be inspected by yourself. Surrounding residential buildings and some small company buildings are all options for renting.
Freshmen in Garyville have heavy homework tasks, and they need to pay attention to adjusting their work and rest time.
A group of people noisily passed through the khaki stone arch of the school and entered the university campus without walls.
There are lush green trees and well-trimmed green grass everywhere.
On the sloping lawn next to some houses, there are also some couples sitting next to each other and making love to each other.
When introducing the difference between a student apartment and a student dormitory, senior sister Serena suddenly changed the subject and asked a question.
"Where are you from, Garen?"
"Where are you from? I'm from Baika City, so I'm from Ghana State." Garen replied after realizing.
"It's as subtle as those international students from the East." Serena straightened her chest, her eyes slightly provocative.
She is very beautiful, with long brown and black hair hanging on her shoulders, black eyes are big and clear, a little narrow and charming, her nose is straight, her mouth is pink, and the corners of her mouth have a slight hint of self-confidence.
Especially her eyebrows, flying obliquely to the sides, have a provocative and brutal temperament.
Tighten the black jeans on her lower body.
"If you are in Ghana, then you have to pay attention. There are occasions where there will be cliques. People from one state to another will form a gang. There are not many students in Ghana. You may consider finding someone who is stronger. A little more clubs to join."
"Well, thanks for the suggestion."
While introducing the situation along the way, Serena took the initiative to ask Gallon for his phone number, sent him downstairs in the student dormitory, and gave him a number plate and key before leaving.
The dormitory is built on a piece of green lawn. It is a vermilion mountain-shaped building with seven or eight floors. There are some public exercise facilities on the lawn facing it, such as swings, single and parallel bars, and bicycle machines. .
People came and went in front of the building, students came in and out, Garen stood at the door and felt that many people were looking at him.
Carrying the bag into the dormitory, he went upstairs along the clean white floor tiles that still smelled of disinfectant water. When he arrived at the third floor, he corresponded to the number plate, found his temporary dormitory, and opened the door. It was empty and there was no one there.
In the large corridor outside the door, many people came and went from time to time. Some students ran around wearing only their underwear, and some barefoot stepped on the floor tiles and yelled.
The dormitory is a quadruple room, standard four bedrooms and one living room, each person has his own bedroom. Garen found a room as his bedroom, moved his things in, laid them out, and arranged them. On the table in the big living room were four Garyville freshman handbooks, pocket books in red casings.
He picked it up and flipped through it, the hard outer shell contained pages as soft as cloth.
Turning around and closing the door, Garen took the book, walked to the balcony, and touched the surface of the balcony. There was no trace of dust on the cold and smooth tile surface.
Looking outside from the balcony, you can see a gray steeple in the distance among the bushes. A Big Ben can be seen hanging from the top of the tower.
Between the minaret and the dormitory is a large lawn that rises one after another, with gray and white roads that meander in the middle. Many students are chatting and reading on the lawn.
The sky, which was still a little gloomy just now, has completely returned to brightness now, and the warm sunlight shines down, reflecting the entire lawn into emerald green.
With a habitual glance, the grass is full of normal people, without exception.
Garen took a deep breath, feeling as if he was the only one in the whole world that was abnormal.
The secret martial arts, secret techniques, secret skills, and supernatural powers on him all seem to be completely unrealistic. They are completely useless in this environment, as if they shouldn't exist at all. It's about what vampire movie it should be in.
In this kind of campus where ordinary people gather, like most students, he must abide by the rules of the small courtyard, and then honestly participate in freshman activities.
He took out his cell phone and called home.
beep beep
"Hello, are you at school?" The voice of mother Terris came immediately.
"It's already here, in the dormitory. Everything is going well. It's written in the freshman handbook in the afternoon that I'm going to attend the auditorium." Garen replied casually, "Mom, has Raphael been here since I left?"
"Here I am, crying so hard, I took what Jason gave her and ran away." Terris seemed a little melancholy in her tone, "It's a pity that she is too far away from you, it might be possible for you to be together."
"Maybe, where's Dad? Vivien, what is Jason doing?"
"Your father is flirting with the new beautiful graduate student, little Vivien is drawing, and Alysha is together, and Jason has gone to the old place to read."
"Well, I can only wish him success. But to be honest, I feel that Jason doesn't match Asaro's temperament at all. If he doesn't revise his dream of being a boxer, his wish will be mysterious." Garen was speechless.
"I guess so too. When I came back after you left, I heard that Aisharo's hand was scratched, and he insisted on going to work in the bookstore. The injury was a bit serious and shed a lot of blood. The little girl was very strong, and her face didn't change at all. The slap Long wound, Jason would have been crying when the key was replaced." Triss said helplessly.
"Issaro was injured?" Garen was taken aback. After so many years of getting along, he knew Asaluo's skills. He had good melee combat skills and a sense of self-protection. Such a person would generally be very good. To protect yourself, it is very unusual to slap such a long wound.
"Yeah, just after you left, the town was in chaos. There were several fights, and several gangsters in the North District were seriously injured and sent to the hospital."
Garen Weizheng, couldn't it be that Rafael vented his emotions and took the manpower to trouble the blood race
He thought of this possibility.
Grando on the other end of the phone and the Garyville campus here in Nottington are completely two worlds.
He has basically confirmed that the outside world doesn't have any special extraordinary power, nor does it have the special aura of Sister Arisa. In other places, everything is normal, as if only Grandot is the center of extraordinary power in the whole world.
Everything converges there.
Not just Garyville, but also the rest of the local investigation reports that Garen obtained through Nighthawk over the years.
Even on the battlefield, there are basically no vampires and the like. Under the probing of the group of Nighthawks, none of them had seen similar existences at all.
It feels like one world for blood witches and another for the rest of the common people. There seems to be a deep barrier and isolation zone between the two parties.
Garen stood in Nottington, feeling as if he was far away from the center of the vortex. He had a feeling that sooner or later, troublesome and complicated events would happen where Grando was, or where Sister Alyssa was, like Back then, Xian Fran in the secret martial arts world, and Baker Stone Eye in the totem world, they were the leaders of an era and the central figures of that era.
And now that he is far away from the protagonists of these eras, he has naturally obtained a very normal and peaceful life.
"Mom, if you have anything special about Sister Alyssa, please give me a call, okay?" Garen said in a low voice as he thought of this.
"Hehe, don't tell me you are interested in both sisters? Do you want to eat everything? He is indeed my best son!" Triss was really excited, "I have long thought that these two sisters are good, and Arisa will grow up again. She is a beautiful woman at all, and her sister is a graduate student at Sardinian University, so she is definitely worthy of you! Don’t worry about getting married, and going to a small country abroad to change your nationality is not a problem! Find a big bed to play fun games at night, haha , Sister, son, you really have sunshine! Especially Aishaluo, your mother is a psychologist, she is the type who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, once she spots a person, she will never give up. This is simply the best!."
(end of this chapter)