Marvel Magic Event Book

Kraft woke up from his dream again, panting in a cold sweat, opening his eyes wide and trying to penetrate the thick, lightless darkness.He did not turn on the night light beside the bed, but chose to continue lying there.After only two days here, he dreamed of his hometown and family again.However, the strange thing is that whenever he is in a conscious state for meetings, the past scene seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog.As time goes by, all the past memories begin to turn yellow and wet, and finally disappear completely, as if I watched a black and white movie in the long past, full of blurry roaring faces.

"Are you dreaming again?" This small questioning voice came from the bed next door.If everyone else hadn't fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, the sound of slightly heavier breathing could have covered it up.Kraft blinked in vain. Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew who was speaking.Badiya, a skinny boy from the same village, was the only one he knew among the group of boys.They did not come to this underground city alone. There were people from other villages and even other countries. They were kneaded together and then separated. In the male dormitory where Kafu was located, only Badia spoke the same dialect as him.

"Maybe it's because I ate too many desserts today," Kraft said. "I forgot what I was dreaming about."

"Me too." The bed board creaked in Badia's direction.Although he couldn't see it, Kraft could still imagine Badia shrinking into the quilt.Just like in the past, when other peers played together, Badia always watched from the side.Because he was too thin, he couldn't play football at all and could only swing. "What do you think those people want from us?"

"I don't know." Kraft shook his head.In the past two days, they had experienced many things over and over again that they could not understand at all.First, they were assigned several sets of clothing for different seasons, ranging from simple T-shirts to thick and exquisite black jackets. Then they were given a tablet computer and a lot of books with incomprehensible words, and a book that said A locker of their names.Boys and girls live on opposite sides of the square and can only be seen after getting up.

"Maybe they want to teach us how to read, just like the foreigners who came to the village in the past." Kafu regretted it immediately after saying this, because Badiya's mother died at the hands of foreigners.The poor woman was dragged behind a car with her legs tied and was never seen again.Kraft felt something was wrong, but he didn't have time to dwell on it, but quickly added, "I mean, the ones without guns."

"Journalists," Badia said. "Do you think these people are journalists?"

"Almost." Kraft licked his dry lips, "I want to eat vanilla ice cream tomorrow."

"Are they good people?" Badia continued.

"I don't think so." Kraft sighed.

The rules here are very strict. Not only are they required to perform certain exercises in the morning, but all prayers are prohibited.They had been gathered together to tell them about this the first day they came here, but not all of them could obey the rules. This morning (probably the morning) they were called up to watch the flogging, by those in black armor. The women personally carried out the execution - two men and three women of different ages. Their clothes were stripped off, they were hung up and whipped twice on the back. From then on, no one prayed again.Kraft learned about the five people through slightly different dialects and gestures. It is said that they were sent to the hospital and have not come out until now.

In addition, the scope of their activities is also strictly restricted.

There are barbed wire fences and sentry posts on the high walls of the compound, and there are soldiers carrying firearms and searchlights patrolling and standing guard 24 hours a day. Apart from being like a prison, they don't have any security issues.There will be no sudden air strikes, no intruding military vehicles or soldiers, and they can even sleep safely without worrying about anything.More importantly, the food here is rich and extremely delicious. Not only can they fill their stomachs every day, but every meal is as exquisite as if it was served in a high-end restaurant in a TV series.These were days that were unimaginable in the past, and sometimes Kraft thought he was still in a dream.However, even such beautiful days do not make people feel at ease. Even the youngest children know that no one will give you something for nothing, and everything given will be taken back twice as much.

But most people are more relaxed than when they first arrived.

They had no idea where they were, what the owner wanted them to do, or how long this life would last.Since you can't resist, just enjoy the time now. Anyway, they have great food and TV series to watch every day. Even if they are afraid, they have to wait until the end comes.

"Go to bed early, we have to run tomorrow morning."

"Good night, Kraft."

"Good night, Badia."

"Look! Which school can still serve French lamb chops for lunch! And beef sauce, which is a sauce only available in high-end French restaurants!" Salomon pointed to little Lorna aside. , in a way that would definitely make Athena angry if she saw it, she picked up the lamb chops very ungracefully and gnawed it until her mouth was shiny.As for the leftover plates and bones, they were piled in piles on the desk in the college office.Stephanie would serve as the college's first principal and oversee the children's education. Salomon was not going to tell her that her desk was once filled with suet and bones. "Are you going to have one too?" The mystic mage nodded towards the artificial man who kept bringing plates. "You're welcome, there is leftover food every day."

"I thought at first..." Natasha smiled awkwardly.She originally thought she would see something different during her field trip, and that was indeed the case, but not what she imagined. "I didn't expect you to build a college based on Eton standards."

"Do you think I built a concentration camp? Don't be kidding, this is a Latin course! Something that vulgar Americans can only learn in private high schools!" Salomon rolled his eyes disdainfully, "It must be The influence of those Yankees on you. It is good for you to have less contact with the Yankees. They are not very smart. This period is a special case. I made a contact plan according to the suggestions of psychologists to reduce their resistance. to the minimum. It seems to be very effective now, at least many children will not wake up in the middle of the night, and the sedatives and amnesia potions will allow them to sleep well. After the professor enters and starts teaching and divides them into different majors, they will become immortal The future of the city, filling in various departments and starting to play a role. As long as they succeed in learning, they can transform from refugees into scholars and warriors, and become the best among ordinary people. What I paid is time, money and patience. , and there are a lot of resources that are unimaginable to the outside world.”

"What major have you prepared?"

"Scientific research department, interior department, sisterhood monastery, combat department. Each major also has its sub-category, and the sub-majors also have their sub-majors to choose from. In addition to interests, the most important thing is to rely on teachers to screen the fields in which students are good at. For example, in the combat department, only the students with the best grades can join the war team, and in the scientific research department, only the best students can join the genetic laboratory; some departments will conduct mixed teaching, such as the medical department of the sisterhood monastery, the medical school of the scientific research department, and the combat department. Classes will be held together in the field hospital of the department, but the course progress is different. For example, the armored vehicle teaching of the combat department will be held together with the armored vehicle teaching of the sisterhood; except for the ability to enter the monastery of the sisterhood, other majors are Men and women are mixed, but all students must undergo military training, at least to learn how to use firearms and cold weapons."

"Wow, you plan to copy the teaching model of SHIELD Academy?"

"Yes, you definitely want to meet Agent Weaver. I had a hard time poaching her."

"What are you going to name this college?" Romanov asked. "The college must have a name."

"Uh……"