There was nothing to be shy about with Clarence. The two walked out of the classroom. Jiang Hui unrolled the rolled-up note. In the interstellar world, few people would use paper products. To say such a small note, it could be considered a luxury stationery. 1 edition. To the note. It could be used to cover a week's meal expenses, and it was a very rich meal. It seemed that this classmate Hess had a lot of money.
How did Deng Jianghui know? A guy who wanted to find a substitute for sticky notes was walking around a stationery store and found Gong in the window cabinet. Uh, sticky notes. He asked the price. If you don't ask, you won't know. Once you ask, you'll almost have a heart attack.
What the hell. What is this conspiracy? The world. A stack of note paper. Almost catches up with the price of a small high-tech product. It can be seen that in the future. Technological creations are not valuable. Old antique crafts are more valuable.
Of course, this is not the point. Jiang Hui smoothed the rolled-up note, but found that there was a string of numbers written on it, followed by a "Xin Ma" suffix. It looked like a numbered item.
This, this really hits his knowledge point. The original voice is a normal child. But the problem is that he was still young when he left, and his memory is incomplete. And Jiang Hui has only been in this world for a year. Jiang Hui is a complete country bumpkin. Naturally, he doesn't know what this string of constraints is.
Clarence, who was born and lived in Rome, could tell at a glance that the pattern of this serial number should be the invitation code of a certain club.
He explained to Jiang Hui in a low voice, not afraid that someone around might see or hear it. Because if it was the invitation code of Golden Hand Hess, he would definitely set the conditions for joining the club. No one except Jiang Hui could pass the internal review and enter.
As for what is a club? This thing had appeared at the beginning of the school year. At that time, he was among the prizes for orienteering. He also won a year's membership in the military club, but he didn't use it.
But this does not prevent you from knowing that this is not an organization that you can enter at will.
Clarence told him that there were not many clubs that could be approved and legally operated in the interstellar space, less than 7,000, of which more than 3,000 were in the central new district.
These clubs are divided into different themes. Generally, they are approved and established by the best in the same field. In addition to obtaining a corresponding number of assistants, they also need to send representatives to participate in standard competitions every year to maintain their poor qualifications.
Apart from the assistants who belong to the management, the club naturally also accepts ordinary enthusiasts. These people are called members. Generally, there are two ways to obtain membership. One is to pay money. If you pay enough money, you can get membership. The other is to obtain the qualification of quota. There are many ways to obtain the qualification of quota. I will not explain it in detail.
In short, Jiang Hui now has an invitation code to join the club. He doesn't need to pay money or find a quota, because people will give him a quota directly, so he can directly join a club. It sounds like a pie in the sky.
Clarence didn't mind at all. He told Jiang Hui that he could go to the Empire Club main station and directly enter the invitation code, and he would redirect him directly to the corresponding club port and application entrance.
Today I learned a little-known fact about StarCraft, and it was really little-known.
Although I don't know why the other party gave him this invitation code, but it's a public connection. There's nothing dangerous. I'll wait until he connects again and see what he's up to.
Jiang Hui thought about it. Then he noticed that the people who were cleaning up the mess were walking slower and slower. His heart sank slightly. He became more certain of his previous guess.
The two of them left the crowd and walked to a relatively sparsely populated path. Zhang Hui suddenly stopped and looked at Clarence with his hands folded. Did you hurt your back
He felt something was wrong just now. Clarence was not someone who could be easily provoked. This person's behavior was indeed enough to provoke him so that he could feel his anger, but when the other party said he fell, he could clearly feel that Clarence's breathing frequency was slightly different. He paused. It became a little outstanding. This was a sign of disordered breathing.
It's not that the breath suddenly became disordered, but that the sage has always existed. He just lied a few times and ignored it. Then, when someone mentioned it, it exposed his brain and he could no longer deceive his body. This is the feeling of pain. He couldn't act anymore.
Jiang Huai had been paying attention to the other person's breathing rate just now. From just now, he was sure that Clarence must be injured. He didn't know how serious the injury was, but it must be very painful. He almost bit his back teeth.
The other party was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Hui to find out. He subconsciously put his hands behind his back and said, "Nothing, just bumped into Xia."
Okay, that means he was injured. And he was hit. It must be more than just a hit. A hit. Why is it necessary? Even his breathing changed. Clarence is a man who never hesitates when he fights against a wall. Last time, his leg injury was so deep that the bone was visible. He carried him all the way, and walked for such a long time. He hardly heard him shout in pain. He could only tell from his disordered breathing.
This time, in the mecha, there is no possibility of exposure injury. I guess, it's just a big collision. But there is an exam tomorrow. It's useless to be very strong.
Jiang Huai. He changed direction. He raised his eyebrows at the other party's inquiring gaze. Let's go to the medical department.
I don't use it.
You want it. I'm going too. Let's go. Today is Therapist Lu's class. He will definitely be gentle with you. Jiang Hui simply took action and pushed the other person's back. The two of them pushed and shoved and walked towards the medical department.
Halfway through the journey, I always feel like I've forgotten something. I asked Clarence, but he didn't know either. But I kept trying to remember it, and couldn't, so I had to give up.
The other side.
Canteen. Second floor. Hillman. Bored and flipping through the books. Something strange. They were in Area H. Why did the exam take so long? On his side, the exam was over, and even the seminar was over. He didn't even see Jiang Hui. They had agreed to have dinner together in the evening to exchange information.
He wanted to send a text message, but then he thought, the two of them are still in the seminar. After all, the invigilators in different districts are different and their styles are different. But it won't be too late, it will probably come soon.
Then just wait a little longer.