Lu Ke felt that his numb heart suddenly came to life, and his silent memories kept resurrecting. Black energy, white energy, immortal gods, eight demons, holy masters, twelve spells, mafia, masks, devilish energy... Wouldn't this disrupt his future plan to speculate in Bitcoin real estate and spend his days as an ordinary rich man? Luke frowned. The charm seemed beautiful on the surface, but in fact... it was even better! However, according to the balance principle of black energy and white energy, if there is a spell, there will definitely be other dangers, and most of them will target the forces holding the spell. And he, Luke, just wants to live a peaceful life. Luke lowered his head and pretended to read, determined to minimize his presence. Anyway, the plot will be over in a year or two, and the remaining little fights won't have much impact, as long as they don't offend the protagonist group. At this time, Miss Hardman had no idea how much hair this new classmate would make her lose in the future, so she spoke in a gentle tone. "Xiaoyu, please introduce yourself."
Xiaoyu turned her head and remained silent without giving face. She was sent here to study by her parents because she was not good at homework and was too naughty. She had to stay with relatives later. The sudden separation of friends and family, the new environment, and the unfamiliar teachers and classmates all made her particularly unhappy. Miss Hardman waited for a while and nodded understandingly, "Xiaoyu has just transferred from Hong Kong and is a little uncomfortable for a while. Everyone should take good care of her." She glanced around the classroom, and her eyes lit up when she landed on Lu Ke. Lu Ke, who is also Chinese and has both good character and academic performance, will definitely be able to better help Xiaoyu integrate into the new classroom. Feeling the eyes on him, Luke secretly groaned inwardly, but when he saw Miss Hardman's slightly frowning brow, he remembered that the people around him were already full. Luke breathed a sigh of relief and faced Xiaozhu who looked at him accusingly. Luke: (˙-˙) Small column: o(^｀)o Luke: Damn it, bro, stop! Before the Erkang hand in his heart could reach out, Xiaozhu had already taken the lead and raised his little hand high. "Teacher, I want to change seats!" He just said that he never wanted to see Luke again! "approve." Miss Hardman, who was worrying about how to adjust her seat, brightened up and said, "Xiaoyu, just sit in front of Luke." Xiaoyu twisted her backpack and walked in front of Luke. She glanced at this compatriot of the same age, and her slightly unhappy expression softened slightly. "Hello, my name is Xiaoyu." "My name is Luke." Luke nodded cautiously, trying his best to behave like an ordinary, ordinary child, so as not to arouse the interest of Xiaoyu, who likes wonderful things. "Nice to meet you. I hope we can become friends in the future."
Lu Ke forced out a smile, trying to keep himself at a level that was neither overly enthusiastic nor repulsive, but he didn't know exactly how to do it. "Yeah, me too." Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck! … After class, Xiaoyu took the initiative to look at the classmates chatting and laughing in groups and Lu Ke lying alone on the table. "Luke, why don't you play with the others?" "Well……" Lu Ke couldn't explain it at the moment. In fact, he deliberately scared off other children. He really couldn't play with those naughty children. Seeing that he was speechless, Xiaoyu nodded with a clear expression, "Are you being bullied by them? I've heard that American schools have this problem. Are these guys working together to isolate you?" "No." Xiaozhu, who had moved to a new seat in the back row, saw the transfer student and Luke starting to chat, and kindly ran over, "Xiaoyu, you'd better not talk to Luke." Otherwise, he will make me cry. Xiaoyu frowned, "Thank you, but I think I should have the right to choose my own friends." "You...hum, do whatever you want!" His good intentions were ignored, and Xiaozhu resigned aggrievedly. "Don't worry Luke, no one will dare to bully you as long as I'm here." Xiaoyu seemed to think it was a great thing to stand up for others, and she acted proudly and pulled Lu Ke to chat for a long time. The main content of the chat between the two was that Xiaoyu complained about her sudden change in living environment, while Lu Ke was responsible for complimenting her. "Um, ah, oh, yes, yes, yes, that's it." … After school, Lu Ke quickly packed his things and planned to run away before Xiaoyu talked to him. At this moment, an old man with gray hair and a thin figure came to the door of the classroom to pick up Xiaoyu. Dad, a master of air magic, a disciple of the Archmage, the mvp of all chapters, the amulet of the driving party, and the nemesis of garlic. "Xiaoyu, go back." Xiaoyu nodded and waved to Luke, who was about to walk out of the classroom door, "Lu Ke, see you tomorrow." Luke left quickly without looking back: "See you tomorrow." The father followed Xiaoyu's gaze, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt an aura that was constantly fluctuating in this child. It's like a precursor to some kind of event. He asked thoughtfully: "Xiaoyu, is that boy your classmate?"
"Um." Xiaoyu said enthusiastically: "Lu Ke is Chinese like me. He is also isolated and bullied by other classmates. I want to help him come forward and let him be my little brother and form a secret team." Dad was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "What is the formation?" "A secret team, building a secret base, investigating strange cases, fighting against evil organizations, saving the world, etc." Xiaoyu seemed very excited when she said this, dancing with joy. "Dad, don't you know that a great character must have an assistant around him to serve as a foil and do some chores, just like Holmes and Watson." "It sounds interesting." Dad was impressed by the child's camera, and then pushed his glasses. "But before that, you have to go with Dad to meet your uncle." "I have another uncle?" "Jackie Chan is your mother's cousin, you can call him Uncle Long." Xiaoyu asked with a little interest: "Oh, what does Uncle Long do, a secret detective, a kung fu star, or a superhero fighting against evil forces?" Dad touched her head, "None of them, he is an archaeologist." "Oh." Xiaoyu's disappointment was beyond words, this profession was too boring. ... Luke, lying on the bed, turned over sadly. After calming down from the excitement of having his worldview refreshed, he wondered if he had made a big fuss. After all, "The Adventures of Jackie Chan" was for children, and no one died from beginning to end. Perhaps it would be fine if he got along with Xiaoyu normally. Luke sighed, thinking of those magical spells, and felt his sensibility and rationality pulling. I really want spells, a dog that is immortal and youthful, a horse that heals and repairs objects, with these two spells, I can be immortal. There is also the rat spell, the ability to turn stillness into movement, if used on a figurine... Luke looked at his child's body and curled his lips. Well, he didn't particularly want the rat spell, the other spells were also good, the bull spell with infinite power, the rabbit spell for super-speed movement, the monkey spell that can turn into various animals, and the dragon blast, the electric eye... As Luke thought about it, his eyelids slowly drooped. I really want the spell, but I don't have the ability to grab it, nor do I have the ability to keep the spell. It would be great if I had enough power. Just before falling asleep, Luke thought reluctantly. His consciousness suddenly became clear, then gradually rose, and then he saw a thin layer of mist.