vncnus Chapter 27 Fingel
Chapter 27 Fingel
In fact, judging from the fact that Lu Mingfei has been living the life of a left-behind child since he started school, his parents left him with an impression that was not as good as the old man at the newsstand at the entrance of the community.
At least the other party would greet him every day and ask if he wanted to buy the latest issue of "Game Storm".
Ultimately, however unreliable the two people were, they were the ones who gave him life, and he received every penny of the living expenses he was entitled to, only his aunt kept it all.
Therefore, Lu Mingfei also planned to find a way to help the two of them after he finally transcended worldly concerns.
But now it seems that deciding who to bring has become a big problem.
My parents may not be my parents.
These ethical questions troubled Lu Mingfei for a mere second.
After all, his primary task was to contemplate the sea of clouds in front of him rather than ponder who his biological parents were.
Unfortunately, the sea of clouds was vast, and perhaps due to his lack of comprehension and talent, he still gained nothing by the time the plane landed at the airport.
Because he had been delayed in China for some time to handle follow-up matters, and Guderian and Nono had left earlier for other matters, he was the only person on the flight.
So where should we go next?
Lu Mingfei took out various items that Kassel College had prepared for him in advance from his backpack and saw a train ticket.
……
Chicago train station.
This massive building, which was originally constructed in the 20s, is the only double-end station in the United States and can be called the artery and heart of Chicago's rail transit system.
Lu Mingfei stood under the dome inside, which resembled a church, watching the tourists coming and going, and picked up his ticket.
CC1000 Express Train.
He glanced at the huge train information display screen in the station, and his excellent eyesight allowed him to see all the information in an instant.
There is no train numbered CC1000 on this train.
However, he did have a ticket in his hand that had been verified as genuine by several train staff, although they were unable to provide any information about train CC1000.
It sounds like some kind of ghost train that only runs at midnight.
However, Lu Mingfei was not in a hurry. He could take this opportunity to properly visit this foreign city.
However, he returned with a gloomy expression not long after leaving the train station.
There was nothing he could do; the scene outside was completely different from what he had read in the magazine. Where were the clean streets and shady trees he had been promised?
Outside, Lu Mingfei only saw police cars whizzing by, a white guy who seemed to be under the influence of some kind of drug and walked like a zombie, or a black guy with a dreadlock and tattoos all over his body, making famous hand gestures.
Finally, these young black men very warmly invited him into an alley, pulled out knives, and prepared to have a friendly exchange with him.
Faced with such an enthusiastic older brother, Lu Mingfei naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony. After leaving the alley, he found himself with a wad of loose change.
Well, these last few guys were the only highlight of his trip to Chicago.
Lu Mingfei walked into the domed hall of the Chicago train station once again.
"Maruta Raku, Maruta Raku..." A begging voice suddenly came from behind.
Lu Mingfei, who had heard this phrase countless times along the way, frowned. It was one thing to do outside, but he never expected to see someone begging on the street inside the train station.
However, he had recently received a grant and was in a good mood, so he turned around, casually pulled out a few bills from the stack of banknotes, and was about to hand them over when he stopped after seeing the source of the voice.
The man begging on the street inside the train station was a tall and robust young man whose full beard couldn't hide his handsome appearance; in fact, it added a touch of ruggedness to his look.
As expected of Old Mi, even his beggar looks stylish.
The other man was even more robust than the gangsters Lu Mingfei had seen on the street before. Moreover, this guy was wearing a dark green suit, and although the sleeves had worn a patina from not washing it for several days, it was still clear that the workmanship and quality were excellent.
This outfit and style tell you that someone has a story to tell.
However, Lu Mingfei was not interested in the overseas side missions at the moment. After a slight pause, he still put the money in the other party's hand.
"Here you go," he said instinctively.
"Oh! Thank you, brother!" came the man's fluent Chinese. "I'm not really a beggar, my wallet just got stolen by accident."
Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow as he listened to the other person's fluent Mandarin.
Are beggars now required to speak multiple languages? That's ridiculous.
As for the other party's claim that their wallet was lost, he simply took it as the other party trying to save face.
So he waved and prepared to leave.
However, the next moment the person grabbed him.
"I'm a genuine male college student, you won't believe me, just look."
As they were talking, the man took off his backpack and started rummaging through it. However, by accident, a train ticket fell out of the backpack's inner compartment and landed at Lu Mingfei's feet.
This train ticket?
Lu Mingfei blinked, looking at the string of codes on the ticket at his feet, which looked somewhat familiar.
CC1000 times?
Same as his.
So, while picking up the ticket and returning it, he took out his own.
"A fellow student!" the young beggar exclaimed excitedly. "My name is Fingel von Frings, and I'm a senior at Kassel College!"
Although Lu Mingfei really didn't want to admit that the guy in front of him was going to the same place, he couldn't refuse this overly enthusiastic guy now that things had come to this point. So he could only follow the guy's familiar directions to Burger King and eat American fast food.
"Brother, you must have been forgotten by the academy just like me, right? A student of my low rank isn't worth the academy changing my ticket, so I can only wait for the midnight train."
Fingel was stuffing hamburgers, fries, and cola into his mouth, and no one knew why he had such a good appetite.
"Low rank?" Lu Mingfei seized on this crucial point and asked, "Does the academy still have ranks for freshmen?"
"Of course there are." Fingel said with a hint of sadness when the topic came up. "Someone like me, who is in the lowest rank, is probably like a serf in the academy."
After a moment's thought, Lu Mingfei understood the ranking system. It seemed that the guy named Fingel in front of him was a newly initiated handyman disciple, the most consumable of all.
But if he, a first-grade student, is only a menial disciple, then what about himself, the so-called honorary principal?
Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.
Just then, a staff member, after comparing the photo in his hand and confirming that it was correct, excitedly came over.
"Are you Mr. Lu Mingfei from China?" he asked in broken Chinese. It seemed that in this huge Chicago train station, staff members who could speak Chinese were extremely rare.
"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded.
"That's great, come with me. How can you stay in a place like this? Of course, you should wait in the VIP waiting room."
Finger, who was stuffing a hamburger into his mouth, choked when he heard what he said. He managed to swallow it after gulping down several mouthfuls of cola.
"Wait! Does our ticket mean we can go to the VIP waiting room? I'm also on train CC1000, I want to go too!"
The staff member smiled as he looked at the man, who was dressed like a beggar. After glancing at the ticket in his hand, he slowly said under Fingel's expectant gaze:
"I'm sorry, sir, your name is not on the list I received."