In the afternoon, the family drove out to watch two movies in the city and went home. [One movie is the racist movie The Rise of the Apes, etc. Fortunately, the black people don’t have enough IQ and don’t understand what insidiousness is. In Zhang Cheng’s opinion, no movie has no political significance, even an animation.

The Superman series is an American patriotic education film. Needless to say, the old version of the big fuss in Heaven is a affirmation of xxx (I haven't watched it, and the ending has been changed), while the old version of Nezha is in celebration of overthrowing the xx gang. Therefore, the big countries are guarding against the so-called invasion of movie culture.

Another movie is a children's comedy, telling the story of a group of witty American students saving the world - the routine is a bit old, but this is the mainstream in American society.

When he got home, Stephanie didn't forget the content of the movie and said at the dining table: "I miss when I was in school, I didn't go to school for two years - of course, when I was in school, I was determined to run outside."

Zhang Cheng remembered a sentence from the siege and said to Stephanie: "There is a saying that people in the city want to go out, and people outside the city want to come in. Distance produces beauty, probably that's it. How about it? Are you interested in studying in a university in Nevada? I think you have absolutely no problem with your score."

Stephanie: "I went to college to play, it was boring, my schoolwork was tight - compared to middle school. I didn't think it was very interesting when I was in school, but now I miss it very much."

Zhang Cheng thought, this was completely contrary to his own concept. Middle school is definitely the busiest time in a Chinese student's life. When Zhang Cheng was in middle school, he had not enough time to get up early and memorize words, do homework, and do papers. When he arrived at university, he seemed to have a vacation. It is said that this is especially true in China. Zhang Cheng had never seen what American middle school looks like.

It is often seen in the news, but it is often negative news. For example, a female teacher in a middle school in a certain state had an affair with a boy in the school. Whenever she saw this kind of news in China, Zhang Cheng would complain to a group of boys: It was indeed the evil American emperor.

There must be schools nearby. In the morning, Zhang Cheng saw a school bus passing by the ranch gate, so he opened his notebook and said, "Then I'll take a look. The middle school closest to us... Alas, there is one."

On the map, Zhang Cheng found a private middle school 7.5 miles from the ranch. By location, the school belongs to Carson, the capital of Nevada.

But since it is a private school, it's a lot to say. For private schools, it's not a big deal to have one or two more students if sponsored by wealthy people. Besides, the number of students in American schools is much smaller. In the western region, it would be great if there are twenty students in a class. In the western region, it's normal for a class to have about ten students or even a few students.

After finding the introduction to the homepage of this school website, Zhang Cheng found that this is a small school. There are only more than 100 students in private middle schools with seven grades - it seems that there is no need to divide classes at all.

Zhang Cheng showed Stephanie the information about this school: "You might as well go and have a look tomorrow. If you want to have a private school, the sponsor should be welcome."

Stephanie, who was wondering what she was thinking, saw the school website photos and her eyes shining: "Okay."

Zhang Cheng took back his computer and began to look at some deeper questions. The so-called deeper means that the geological map of one thousand meters underground within the range of the ranch detected by the nanorobots these days. As the owner of the land, the wealth above and below is Zhang Cheng's.

However, the geological map shows that in terms of precious metals, there is a silver mine about 700 meters underground in the pasture, but the reserves are not large. Although the silver mine is accompanied by some gold and copper mines, it still has no commercial mining value.

However, I found a geothermal hot spring seventy meters underground. The value of natural hot springs is very high - including commercial and medical value. Zhang Cheng, who did not want to change his home to a hot spring hotel, could only develop this geothermal hot spring and use it for his own use.

Hot springs are good things. Zhang Cheng took the geological map and came out to the location of the geothermal hot spring. It was a little remote, but it was not far from the cold pond where Zhang Cheng spent time to fish on weekdays. Think about it, there was actually geothermal hot spring underground near the cold pond, and nature is really amazing.

Speaking of this cold pond, the most common streams and cold ponds nearby are salmon - salmon raised in inland rivers. The inland salmon here still has some origins. It was a long time ago when the cowboys on the ranch threw the canned roe that they had not eaten clean into the stream when they ate canned salmon roe. Then a small number of lucky people with strong vitality in the canned roe adapted to the nearby environment and survived and reproduced here.

Here, salmon have no chance to swim back to the sea - the road is not clear, the traditional ecological environment of salmon has undergone tremendous changes. Here, salmon rely on eating floating objects brought by the stream (the cow's manure brings rich nutrients to the stream, at least to the fish) and small fish to survive. Salmons in deep pools have been around for decades, with a length of more than one meter. Zhang Cheng, a guy who is such a big fish can only be released after taking a photo of the photo - the bigger the fish, the better it is.

"Let's go back and build a house here." Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng found a seed wrapped in Tianhuangshi from his collection, and held it in his hand for a few seconds, and the outer layer of Tianhuangshi melted like a candle after taking off. The rhizomes of the seeds emerged from the gaps in Zhang Cheng's fingers and danced wildly in the air.

Under Zhang Cheng's consciousness, the rhizomes drilled into the underground under Zhang Cheng's feet and began to stir frantically. After a while, all the nearby soil layers were peeled off and a deep pit exposed to the rock layer was dug out. Under Zhang Cheng's control, the rhizomes had no intention of stopping, and drilled in through the gaps in the rock layer, and received energy to provide for thicker rhizomes, which continued to expand the rock cracks that were originally difficult to see with the naked eye.

When Zhang Cheng looked happy, after the rhizomes were collected, a turbid yellow water flowed out from the mud underground, and the water flow was gathering in the deep pit. Zhang Cheng reached out and found the temperature, which was about fifty or sixty degrees, a good temperature.

The seeds used by Zhang Cheng were not wasted. Under Zhang Cheng's control, they continued to grow and change. They completely used thick rhizomes and vines next to the hot spring. The rhizomes and vines in the house were also plated into beds, tables and chairs and other furniture. Although the house was scattered with vines at night, it was enough to have a house here. It was just for putting some debris, and it could also be used to hide from the rain and change clothes when necessary.

The hot springs did not come up quickly. After Zhang Cheng's wooden house was built, the water storage in the pit was only at its knees. It seemed that the pit was digging a little bigger - after all, there were many people in the family.

Seeing that there was still some time, Zhang Cheng found stones with different sizes on the attachment and quickly built the hot spring around him. This made it much better. After the water output exceeded his waist, Zhang Cheng simply took off his clothes and half-lying in the hot spring and soaked it in the hot spring that had just been built.

I don’t know how long I took a bath and waited until I felt comfortable enough before I crawled out. I shouted comfortably in my heart, and Zhang Cheng thought to myself: “Wait for another day to open a hot spring unobstructed conference…”

The hot spring was dug out, and life had to be passed. The next day, Zhang Cheng accompanied Stephanie to donate money to the private middle school closest to the ranch.

When he arrived at the location, Zhang Cheng realized that it was a bit desolate. There was only a small canning factory and a small fertilizer factory near the school. Perhaps for safety reasons, there was also a power grid on the school's high walls. Two tall fat mixed-race black men with guns at the door were looking at it - it was still somewhat deterrent than the old man in Zhang Cheng's previous middle school communication room.

"It seems like it's completely closed teaching," Stephanie said, changing her mind: "I'd better not go. It seems like a full-time school."

Stephanie said, her eyes turned to her mind and asked Zhang Cheng: "Do you want to experience the life of American middle school students?"

Zhang Cheng has always believed in Lai Zeanzhi: "If I had only had this kind of experience for a few days, I wouldn't mind. Speaking of which, I really haven't attended middle school in the United States."

Stephanie: "Seeing that your face is so tender, I say that someone in the middle school students believe me. I'll contact you and ask you to try your school for a few days and come with me."

Stephanie naturally had everything going on. Soon Zhang Cheng received a full set of school uniforms and textbooks. Of course, Zhang Cheng's clothes and items were all sealed by the school. In Zhang Cheng's opinion, the management of this school is quite strict. Generally, American schools can wear whatever they want to go to school, unlike Japanese school uniforms, otherwise they would not be able to enter.

However, what surprised Zhang Cheng was that Stephanie not only did not donate, but instead received a check from the principal before driving back.

After Stephanie left, the principal taught Zhang Cheng to the High-level Dean of the University of Marxism. The Dean said viciously to Zhang Cheng: "I will take you to your room now. On the way, I will tell you all the rules of this school. But remember, I will only say all the words once, I don't understand them, I deserve it.

In the school, you can use any method or tool to kill anyone. However, remember that only one person can do it, there are no dead ends here, including the bathroom. If you violate this, there will be no bonus. For each person you kill, you will be rewarded with 50,000 US dollars, and for a month you live, you will be rewarded with 100,000 US dollars when you graduate.

Of course, the previous killing and survival rewards will only be awarded after graduation, otherwise it will be just a number on the books - dead people don’t need money. If you want to graduate early, you can have an unconditional graduation certificate on your principal. After killing the principal, you can graduate and get the bonus immediately.

The vice principal and director of teaching is that I have a graduation certificate on me. After killing me, I can leave the school after getting the graduation certificate, but there is no bonus. After killing the guard, I can get their guns, I can get knives after killing the chef, and I can get scissors after killing the gardener. After killing the teacher, I can get any tools on them.

But here I would like to remind you in kind that the principal was a killer of the Intelligence Bureau, and I was a captain of the Navy SEALs before. The faculty and staff here all had similar experiences. The only good news is that before being attacked, the faculty and staff here would not take the initiative to kill students. The bad news is that except for me and the principal, there are at least two people in a group, including teachers and teaching assistants in class.

Every day, unguardian middle school students from all over the world are sent in. For various reasons, if you want to survive and graduate and get a bonus, become stronger, boy - use your brain and exercise your body.

This is your house, and everyone's daily necessities are the same. We will start to class in Grade 7. Of course, it's okay if we don't go to class, but people who don't attend classes will have no food to eat.

How about it? Are you scared and trembling? I suggest you change your pants after I leave, haha. Now you actually have a chance to leave school, which is to kill me while I am alone and get my graduation certificate. Of course, the premise is that you have the same skills as Bruce Lee..."

Zhang Cheng went up and down the room and looked up. It looked pretty good, with a bed, a table and a shower. However, the vice principal behind him smiled too despicable. Zhang Cheng turned around suddenly when he heard it, and punched the vice principal in the lower abdomen like lightning.

The vice principal's counterattack was only thought about in his consciousness, and his abdomen was knocked by Zhang Cheng as if he was struck by lightning. The vice principal knelt on the ground and retching.

"There's so much nonsense." Zhang Cheng, who was kneeling against the vice principal, said, and took a step back and said to the vice principal: "If you dare to vomit, you have to lick it clean."

The vice principal made an understandable gesture, then covered his mouth, and it took a while to recover. The vice principal did not dare to speak this time, so he gave Zhang Cheng a thumbs up, gestured for a while, and then walked away with itchy support to the wall.

Zhang Cheng and the vice principal left, saying that the items distributed by the school were thrown on the table, and then lay on the bed and thought: This time, Stephanie, a stinky girl.

After Zhang Cheng and other vice principals said halfway, they knew that the school was not a good place. Stephanie probably knew the secret here with her memory reading ability before entering the school, and then lied Zhang Cheng in to have fun.

But the danger is for ordinary people, who are good at art and brave, so Zhang Cheng didn't think there was really any danger to the earth - Stephanie thought so too. Before the vice principal finished speaking, Zhang Cheng even became a little excited and understood the function of this school in his heart. It was very simple, to cultivate killers. After graduating from high school, people's outlook on life and values ​​are basically established, so choosing killers at the level of genius should start from the baby.

Young people from all over the world are killing each other and learning to kill. This method is really a big wave of storm - the rest is gold. As for wanting to get a bonus after graduation to live a normal life, that's even more joking. Since there are no blind spots here, there are so many murder videos in the school, you still want to be out of control - this is not the high seas, I guess after graduation, I will work for the mysterious unit for the rest of my life.

Zhang Cheng was thinking about it on the bed, and when he relaxed, he fell asleep like this. When Zhang Cheng opened his eyes again, it was already the moon on the treetops. Zhang Cheng looked at the empty room and sighed, "This is really a long night and sleepless."

That's right, I won't say I've had enough sleep during the day.

Zhang Cheng turned on the light and took a shower. When it was less than a minute, the knock on the door sounded, and Zhang Cheng went to open the door brightly. As soon as the door opened, a gust of fragrant wind outside the door rushed into Zhang Cheng's arms. Zhang Cheng saw a blond and blue-faced student girl in pajamas standing at the door, and said with a bit of tremolo: "I'm afraid alone, can I let me in."

What else can Zhang Cheng say? The little girl insisted on coming in when she saw Guangnan: "Welcome, welcome."

The blond and blue-faced pajama student heard Zhang Cheng agreeing and looked overjoyed. After entering the door, he threw himself into Zhang Cheng's arms. He just held the toothbrush that sharpened the tip of Zhang Cheng's lower abdomen in his hand and was captured by Zhang Cheng's hand.

Zhang Cheng grabbed the toothbrush of the killer's weapon in the hand with one hand and threw it aside. Then he hugged the killer to the bed with a wicked smile and said softly: "Look, things like stabbing people are always mutual. Since you want to stab me, you have to be careful of me stabbing you. But, I think you can't help it...hehehe..."

The little killer came just in time, otherwise Zhang Cheng would have thought about where to go to eat jungle food at night.

The little killer was caught by Zhang Cheng and took off the toothbrush of the murder weapon. He thought he was dead tonight, but he didn't expect that this Chinese man was a pure man. He obviously started a foreplay for himself first, and his body would not lie. The little killer quickly entered a wet state.
Chapter completed!