Calamity Crown

"Calm down, Goethe!"

"You haven't lost yet!"

"You still have one last trick - divination!"

"The you now are not the you before!"

"Now your [heart] has reached 4.4!"

There was hope in Goethe's eyes. He glanced at Mr. Zhu Di who was sitting on the podium and flipping through the test papers. He didn't notice him. He immediately picked up the eraser and wrote ABCD four options on four of the six sides. , and then, lightly tossed.

blank side.

Toss again.

Still blank.

When Goethe was about to throw it for the third time, he finally came back to his senses.

This horse riding is a proof question!

Not a multiple choice question!

"Damn!"

"Have I been affected by this invisible, inaudible horror?"

"Goethe, don't give up, there is still a chance!"

Goethe cheered himself up and picked up his pen again.

5 minutes later……

Alas, give up.

In life, as long as you are willing to give up, there is no obstacle you cannot pass.

It's like who hasn't taken the make-up exam yet?

Fail the make-up exam and repeat the grade?

That is also very normal.

It is also a very good attempt.

Right?

Goethe lay on the math test paper, comforting himself with tears in his eyes——he was in a daze at the moment, he was helpless,

Even if you asked him to copy a math problem of this level, he would make a mistake.

Just when Goethe was really about to cry—

"Hey!"

"I took the wrong test paper!"

Teacher Zhu Di stood up with a blushing face, ran over with a little bewilderment, and looked at Goethe.

"Sorry, Goethe!"

"This test paper is a competition question, not your tutoring test paper!"

"It `s my mistake!"

Teacher Zhu Di said and bowed.

Suddenly, the waves were rough.

Goethe recovered a little energy and asked a little tentatively.

"The supplementary exam..."

"We will make up the exam next time. Today is my fault. I will declare it to the school. Also, I have to send this exam paper to the competition class now-they must be wondering why this exam paper is so bad. Easy."

After speaking, Teacher Zhu Di picked up the test paper and left in a hurry.

Goethe sat up straight and looked at the closed classroom door.

At this moment, he admitted that people are indeed different.

Some people are really talented.

Some people can only choose to be decent.

"still have a chance!"

Goethe sighed softly.

He felt that as long as he left the examination room, he could be fully resurrected.

Simply packing his schoolbag, Goethe walked out of the classroom at a relaxed pace—at this moment, in his mind, he already had a complete and detailed plan for passing the exam.

An invisible 'spirit of the blood crow' had already gone with Teacher Zhu Di.

surveillance?Peeping?

neither.

He just wanted to better protect Teacher Judy.

After all, this city has become a lot more dangerous because of his arrival.

Goethe was thinking as he walked out.

When he left last time, there were many troubles.

The situation is unclear now, so we must inquire in detail.

Although the 'mysterious power' of the dungeon world in front of him probably wouldn't cause any harm to him, the 'technological power' was different. He remembered that there seemed to be a 'nuclear level' here too!

He doesn't have the strength to resist 'nuclear peace'.

Therefore, in front of ordinary people, you still have to keep a low profile.

Moreover, it seems that in the world before us, 'mystery' and 'science' have reached a certain consensus, and they exist in a way of non-interference-of course, destroyers and users often appear.

For example, that MP Bolton.

I don't know what happened to the other party?

If he is not dead, he will make up for it.

If he dies, then naturally everyone is happy and the whole world celebrates.

He didn't want cockroaches showing up while he was planning something more important.

"Goethe!"

Just as Goethe was thinking, a familiar voice appeared.

The tall, short-haired Ann was leaning against a heavy motorcycle and waving at him with a smile. Then, he threw the helmet in his hand towards Goethe.

"boarding."

Policewoman Ann said.

Goethe put on the helmet without hesitation, and even hugged Ann unceremoniously.

"Take it easy, you hurt me."

"Tell you to take it easy, not to change places."

"No, no, no, it's not safe there."

When Goethe said that he could put his hands on the back of the motorcycle, Ann stopped immediately.

In the end, the helplessness can only make Goethe hug himself again.

"Next time I'll drive."

Ann said so.

"Well, the car is spacious."

Goethe spoke joyful words with a serious expression.

It's just that Ann is a little unhappy.

The policewoman with an unknown identity immediately twisted the handlebar, and the speeding motorcycle became faster. Normal people would scream out in fright. Goethe is a normal person, so he not only shouted, but also put his face on on Ann's back.

"you?!"

Ann froze.

Then, thinking appeared in his eyes.

"Is it difficult to make up the exam?"

Ann asked suddenly.

Goethe, who was squinting, also became stiff.

"It's not difficult."

"Judy took the wrong paper."

Goethe sat up straight and explained in a more serious tone than ever before

"Oh……"

"It's not terrible to repeat a grade."

"The high school in Star City is very good."

Allah raised his tone.

"Yes."

"It's really good for you who like to watch a repeat high school student dance Gatling."

Goethe nodded.

face?

Of course he would.

Not now, though.

Thinking of Goethe's white shirt, Ann's face turned red, and the policewoman also found that she seemed unable to 'convince' Goethe, so she immediately changed the subject.

"I need your help with something."

"know."

"So, you just got in the car?"

"No, I just like to sit in the back seat."

Goethe said of course.

"I was serious."

"I'm serious too."

Ann emphasized, and Goethe also emphasized.

If it wasn't for riding a motorcycle, Ann really wanted to punch Goethe.

Is this math?

Really scary!

It turned out that a warrior like Goethe, who has experienced the baptism of "blood and fire", became a little abnormal!

Fortunately, I don't have to take the make-up exam!

An felt a little distressed, but also thought happily.

Then, she directly skipped over these small issues, even though Goethe hugged him even tighter and still rubbed his face.

"When you were investigating the 'incident', a murder occurred in the southern suburbs of Star City—a male tenant killed the child of a single mother."

Goethe did not press, he listened patiently.

He believed that if it was just an ordinary case, Ann would not come to him.

There must be something unusual.