Chapter 79 of Volume 2: Young Master He Lan Arrives

  I remind book friends to pay attention to rest their eyes. The car stopped under a big building that looked quite miserable, and I followed them with my luggage to the door of the principal's office at Cloyd Academy (Reborn as the Overlord). After knocking on the door and entering, I saw a bald and fat old man who was shaking and revising documents. Seeing us coming in, he immediately put down his pen and stood up excitedly: "Are you Ru Ze Tea student? Welcome to our Cloyd Academy, I've already heard about your situation. Later, I'll have someone take you to the dormitory. Your dormitory is a newly built ultra-luxurious villa with absolute international military defense, including swimming pools, beauty sofas, entertainment venues, and even shops, all of which are fully equipped. There are also more than 300 guards around, ensuring your safety in our academy." Lazy

  "Uh... these aren't needed..." A bead of sweat on my forehead, I took out something from my pocket and handed it to the principal: "This is my transfer certificate."

  "Alright, alright, I'll stamp it for you right away!" The principal was particularly excited as he picked up a seal and slammed it down, then put the document away and looked up at me to say: "Zhi Cha student, your school uniform is already in your dormitory. Please take good care of our college from now on!"

  "Uh... take care."

  After the formalities were completed, the female teacher immediately led me downstairs and back to the car. The driver, a big man, grasped the steering wheel tightly and asked, "Are you sure we're going to that villa? The only path to get there is Lian's Road, which is surrounded by dormitory buildings... but there are many students around there."

  The female teacher swallowed her saliva: "No, no problem... We must ensure that we safely send Ruo Zhi Cha to school."

  Seeing the two adults looking so embarrassed, I really couldn't bother them anymore. So I opened the car door and got out again, walked to the front and said to the driver: "Uncle Driver, can you draw me a map? I'll go there myself. This is a good opportunity for me to get familiar with this college..."

  The driver, a big Han Chinese man, at first shone with grateful eyes, then looked at my slender body and immediately put on an expression of swearing to protect me: "No way, how can I let fellow student Ruo Zhe Cha go through such a dangerous place alone? Even if it costs me everything, I must ensure your safety all the way to (Metropolitan God Pattern)!"

  I am speechless.

  I sat back in the car and pulled down the window to look outside, but my wig was blown off. I quickly picked it up, thinking of putting it back on, but then I thought that since I had already left the Lanlos First Men's Aristocracy Academy, and I was going to return to my original identity anyway... it shouldn't be a problem. Thinking this, I lifted my hand and threw the wig into the box. My hair, which hadn't seen daylight for months, could finally breathe in some fresh air.

  The car was moving very slowly on the road, and a little cat running under a tree on one side had already overtaken us. Hmm... I said at this speed, it's possible that walking might be faster, isn't it?

  One side was thinking helplessly while the whole person was leisurely leaning on the windowsill, blowing air and looking at the scenery outside. The female teacher sitting in the passenger seat suddenly screamed and hurriedly stretched out her hand to press my glass window up: "Ruozhecha classmate!!!!!!!!!! Be careful!!!!!!!!!!! If something outside hits it, it won't be good!!!!!!!!!

  "Uh..." Don't be so careful, can't even open a window. Do I have to wear full armor when walking in the academy from now on?

  I let out a sigh and closed my eyes, leaning against the soft cushion to rest. The road in this academy is very flat, plus this car is extremely stable (Author's note: No kidding, it's a royal Lincoln!), so I soon fell into a half-asleep state. Just as some messy thoughts started floating around in my mind, a loud crash suddenly woke me up. When I opened my eyes to take a look, I found that some kids had smashed a very heavy old pumpkin against our window.

  The driver, Da Han, immediately stuttered: "I... I am a child under the care of Young Master He Lan..."

  The female teacher, after hearing this, quickly put on her safety helmet and bulletproof vest again, raised her arms to cover her head, and crouched down: "If... If Cha classmate, please, please get ready with the protective equipment under your seat. We're going to go through a tough time! The kids under He Lan's care are notorious for their pranks, they never distinguish between big or small."

  As soon as the words were spoken, countless pumpkins came crashing down towards us, shattering several windows instantly, and some of them would break into countless shards with just a light touch.

  I frowned and asked impatiently, "Do they get a warning or punishment from the school for doing this??"

  The driver, a big Han Chinese man, gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove forward with all his might: "How dare we do that, they are all children of wealthy and powerful families. Even when they were bullied by students during class, they didn't dare to make a sound... I was originally a physical education teacher, but I had no choice but to resign and become a driver."

  At that moment, a pumpkin suddenly smashed into the windshield in front of the driver, and the big man immediately slammed on the brakes and dodged the calamity brought by the pumpkin.

  I pulled the corner of my mouth and finally couldn't bear it anymore, opening the car door and walking out. The female teacher and the driver, a big man, all shouted in a miserable voice inside the car: "Ahhhhh... Don't go out, it's dangerous!!!!!!!!!!"

  A pumpkin flew towards me, I raised one hand and used my wrist to support the buffer point at the bottom of the pumpkin, then lightly wrapped it around and counterattacked with a palm wind, directly hitting the pumpkin back to its original path. A "ah" cry immediately came from a certain pile of grass, and then children (who were not actually children, but about the same age as me) rushed out from all directions to see the guy who was hit by the pumpkin I threw back.

  And I, with one hand in my pocket and the other rubbing my temples in annoyance, slowly walked up to the guy who had been hit. The people around us took a few steps back in fear as soon as they saw me. I looked at the guy with blood flowing from his head (it would have been a miracle if he hadn't been bleeding after being hit by an old pumpkin from such a distance) and was somewhat surprised to see that it was a handsome mixed-blood kid... I had thought for sure that someone who could throw a pumpkin that far must be a muscular guy.

  I reached out and gently touched his head, giving a faint smile: "Does it hurt?"

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