"Just get here, my friend will come over soon, go and do your business." Karen stopped and turned around and looked at Zhong Tu on the side and said softly.

The gentle lady has a very elegant temperament, and it is really hard to imagine that she is the same as the female warrior Red Moon Karen.

"Okay, I can only look forward to meeting you next time, and I hope you will have a chance at that time." Zhong Tu smiled at her, and she looked very relaxed.

Karen didn't speak, or was not used to saying such ambiguous words to strangers, especially strange men, and smiled awkwardly, while silently refusing, he was not polite.

Similarly, Zhong Tu didn't care, and smiled, turned around and walked towards the park door.

One step, two steps.

Soon, Zhong Tu suddenly stopped again, turned around, and looked at Kalian, who had three or four meters away from her, and suddenly turned into a disguise of the eldest lady in an instant and chuckled, "Oh, by the way, you don't have to work so hard. Compared to your current face, I like the appearance you usually look, Miss Kalian, Red Moon."

After saying that, Ka Lian, who was shocked, had no chance to speak again, turned around again and gradually disappeared into the air step by step.

"Wait, wait a moment..." Ka Lian came to his senses and reached out to grab it, but he only grabbed the empty air, without a single breath of the clock map.

"Who are you guys?" Kalian's face turned back to the state of Red Moon Kalian, and her eyes were filled with solemnity and alertness.

"Kalian?!" Not long after, a man in the countryside appeared in the park with an Elvis hair and was dressed in a relatively rustic manner. Hearing Kaalian in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Karen shook his head and turned around and said.

"How are things ready?"

"It's ready, you're the only one left." The man withdrew his visiting gaze and quickly replied.

Following the two of them, they quickly walked through Shinshijuku Park and moved towards Old Shinjuku, which was part of the concentration area where the people in the old island nation live.

...

The weekend ended soon, and Monday came in a blink of an eye.

That morning, Zhongtu came to Ashford Academy with glory and a high-realistic combat robot specially used to deal with inquiries. After briefing, he saw that he had a very high degree of freedom. He wanted to go to class if he wanted to go to class. Mirey Ashford, who could stay in the student union if he didn't want to go to class.

But when he met her again, Zhong Tu still keenly noticed a slight difference from her attitude towards him. He had a secret awkwardness and a coldness that kept people from thousands of miles away, and had a great change from the kindness when he first met.

As for the reason, it must start with the day after Zhongtu left.

After Zhongtu left that day, in the study of Old Ashford—

"How do you think this thing is called a neural connection device?" Old Ashford asked at his best and most talented granddaughter.

"It can be called a product of cross-age." Milei glanced at the neural connection device placed on the desk next to Old Ashford, recalling the feelings he had used before, and praised in conscientiously.

"Yes, it is indeed a product of cross-age times. Especially the game called Second World inside is not an exaggeration to say it is enough to change the current human living habits. Now this kind of thing is in front of us. What do you think our Ashford family should do?" Old Ashford walked back to his chair and sat down, looking up at Milei and asked.

"Grandpa means..." Milei hesitated.

"Mile, the Ashford family has been lonely for too long and has been forgotten for too long. If this continues, we may eventually disappear from the eyes of the world like those deceased families in the empire. Mile, I don't want to be the sinner of the Ashford family..." Old Ashford did not express his thoughts, but suddenly told the current situation of the family, which triggered Mile's silence.

Or, it is a heavy burden. What is heavy is naturally the burden that is about to fall on her. If possible, she really doesn't want such things to fall on her.

But unfortunately, this is just a luxury.

"What do grandpa want me to do?" After a moment of silence, Mi Lei, who had already vaguely thought of Old Ashford's plan, said sadly.

"Mile, forgive Grandpa." Old Ashford said apologizing as he looked at her.

"Don't say that grandpa, I understand." Mile shook her head slightly, and did not lie. She really understood that this was her own responsibility. As a child of a noble family and her only heir.

Even if this responsibility seems heavy and inhumane.

"Then go and contact Zhongtu, try to win his favor and become his woman. Only in this way can our Ashford family have the opportunity to seize this opportunity and take off to take off and restore to the grand occasion of Princess Marianna when she was still alive." Old Ashford sighed.

If possible, he didn't want to do such a thing as selling his granddaughter.

Although among aristocrats, marriage is simply the norm.

"Okay, grandpa, I know what to do." Milei lowered her eyes and said softly.

Then Milei exited the study room, returned to her room, closed the door, and slid down against the door.

"Lulu, what do you think I should do..." Milei hugged her knees with her hands, rested her face on her knees, and looked at the photo of her taking photos with Lelouch, Charlie, Nanali and Livar not far away and murmured.

Obviously, in her heart, she was not as decisive and free as she seemed on the surface.

...

The group, led by Milei, came down to the dormitory of the student union, and after a brief greeting, they began to release the neural connection device.

The method is also very simple. First, Miley posted a broadcast in the name of the student president, summoning all the student union cadres - that is, the group of characters in the original work - such as Charlie, the girl in the table corner, and Lival, and then assigning work.

For example, who is responsible for distribution, who is responsible for recording, and who is responsible for organizing statistics, etc.

Then the head and deputy squad leaders of each class were summoned by the radio and stated their requests. Finally, they called the people to the student union dormitory building based on the unit of one class, and distributed the nerve connection devices to the individual under Zhong Tu's gaze.

As for explanations, the class monitors who arrived earlier were naturally responsible, but there was no need to bother the student president Milei anymore.

At this time, Zhongtu confirmed the status of the Ashford Academy Student Union.

Like the original work, there is no one left, whether it is Karen, Lulu, or the Juhu Que who originally thought it would not appear again. Unexpectedly, this guy ended up in the school and became one of the students.
Chapter completed!