Transcendent Dawn

　　 "Trouble..."

　　 Walking out of the library, Thulhu's face suddenly became gloomy.

　　 Looking for Old Ram, Molly saw it unexpectedly.

　　 Although this woman is not very suspicious, she is suspicious after all. Maybe she has a connection with the black hand behind the scenes.

　　 What if the other party and the sewer body are old? Didn't you become a self-inflicted snare?

　　 "And that female police officer-Marilyn! Don't you know how to protect witnesses?"

　　 After several days of investigation, Thulhu knew for sure that the other party did not send anyone to protect itself.

　　 Otherwise, it means that the strength of the person to protect is too high and beyond his own alertness, which is obviously impossible.

　　 "Could it be... secretly write to Marilyn or post a poster?"

　　 As a Transmigrator, certain habits have become instinct.

　　 Thulhu considers himself a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations. If there is a problem, of course he wants to go to the police officer. Here, he selectively ignores his previous desecration of corpses.

　　Unexpectedly, just after walking out of the way, he found himself blocked by a group of people.

　　 "Charlie? Baron? And...Angelia?"

　　 Thulhu looked around and found that they were all students from the Fight Club, and couldn't help but smile, "How are you!"

　　 "We are not good, very bad!"

　　 Charlie did not speak, and Baron replied in a cold voice: "The president has decided to invite you to an open tournament. Do you dare to come?"

　　 Before, Fight Club was almost overturned by a student, causing a lot of reputation damage.

　　As the president, Donald must of course find a way to make up for it.

　　 However, the person in Thulhu is really mysterious, which made him a little jealous, so he mobilized contacts and conducted investigations.

　　 One come and two, it took such a long time to challenge.

　　 "Donald... is such a cautious man!"

　　 Thulhu rolled his eyes, probably guessed the opponent's behavior, and glanced at the attribute column: "Time? Where?"

　　 "Tomorrow at noon, Fight Club!"

　　Angelia took a deep look at Thulhu: "At that time, there will be other people on the sidelines, as a notary! What do you think?"

　　 Is there a bet?

　　 Thulhu wanted to spit out this sentence, and then pushed up all the golden dragons he had obtained.

　　 After all, the strength of that Donald, he has already seen before, maybe LV3's Maga Fighting is not an opponent, but after being promoted to LV4, an increase of "Tiger Power" has brought him close to the inhuman limit.

　　 But...

　　 Somehow I learned the fighting skills from the fighting club, and then turned my face and turned others over. What is this?

　　‘It’s good to say that I defeated a few coaches before...If Donald is also defeated, the fight club will not go on. ’

　　 Thulhu sighed and looked at Angelia and others: "I...promise!"

　　 If you don't agree, you can't do it, this group of people won't let it go.

　　 However, in private, there is still a chance to remedy it.

"we will wait for you!"

　　 Baron gave Thulhu a fierce look, and left with a bunch of younger brothers.

　　 This scene is like a gang seeking revenge, which makes ordinary students avoid it.

　　 Of course, there are also many students staring at this scene with their eyes beaming, and they are about to shout out the word ‘cool’.

　　……

　　‘Tomorrow’s fight, you can’t really go...otherwise, defeating Donald in front of the audience would be too slapped in the face. But if you don't accept it, you can't... I can only go secretly at night to let Donald know the difference in strength...’

　　 Thulhu looked at the backs of everyone in the Fight Club and touched their chins. "Donald’s cancellation of the game is the best result... Of course, if he gives generously, I am willing to play a fake match! ’

　　 Facial paralysis has always been an advantage in terms of the thickness of the skin.

　　 He thought this was really a good opportunity to make money, and even thought of Sean.

　　 If there is a handicap for tomorrow's game, I will cooperate with him, and I will definitely win if you want to win or lose if you want to lose, and you can also pose with you if you tip...cough cough...think too much.

　　 Thulhu thought divergent, and came to the school cafeteria.

　　 Recently, he has plenty of money. He ordered a steak, a French fries, bread and vegetable soup to accompany his meal.

　　‘Oh...I miss the past...’

　　 Thulhu ate and drank quickly, although he already had a foreign stomach, he still missed the food of his previous motherland even more.

　　 After all, it’s Western food or something, even if you try it fresh occasionally, I can’t stand it every day.

　　 Back to the dormitory, continue to ponder the parchment and diamond-shaped iron sheet.

During 　　, Sean came back and settled the salary of the follow-up work, a total of 3 silver dollars.

　　 According to what he said, the profiteer was very satisfied with him and wanted to introduce him some work, but was rejected without hesitation.

　　 According to Sean-only if his head is kicked by a donkey, will he continue to cooperate with that profiteer!

　　 But Thulhu always feels that with this guy's character, one day he will say it is really fragrant.

　　……

　　 The summer evening breeze blows, bringing a refreshing atmosphere.

　　 As night fell, Thulhu walked along the river, unknowingly, came to the fight club.

　　He came here to ‘wake up’ Donald and stop doing embarrassing things.

　　 Of course, he is also very much looking forward to the experience that the other party may give ~www.NovelMTL.com~ I didn't say it before, at this time the other party is absolutely hostile to him.

　　‘If the Red Name Monster is defeated for the first time, the experience must be higher than that of Baron! ’

　　 Thulhu came to the gate of the fight club, and a few students surrounded them vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"

　　 "Hey! Man, take it easy!"

　　 Seeing how they are almost about to do something, Thulhu immediately said: "I'm coming to Donald, we need to talk!"

　　 "You guys get out of the way first!"

　　 At this moment, Angelia walked over and said to several students.

After 　　 sent them away, she looked at Thulhu with a complicated expression: "What are you doing back for?"

　　 "I think this incident was a misunderstanding from the beginning, and the mistake cannot be allowed to continue!"

Thulhu looked into Angelia's eyes sincerely: "Listen to me, coach...I want to have a good talk with President Donald, just two people! In the grove by the lake! Could you tell me, please. he!"

　　 Donald may still be full of confidence at this time. He must fail head-on once before his mind turns.

　　 But, I can’t do it in front of so many people.

　　 must be private, no fighting witnessed by a third party.

　　 Thulhu feels that I am really well-intentioned.

　　 just don't know, the other party doesn't appreciate it anymore.

　　 "……"

　　 Angelia was speechless for a while.

　　 You are a student who has defeated the three major coaches. Now let’s talk about the misunderstanding. Isn’t it too late? ——She took this as the Thulhu service softened.

　　 However, a little kindness made her say: "I will tell the president. As for whether or not to go, it's his own business."

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 Thulhu solemnly thanked him, turned and walked out of the gate of the fight club.