That night, Zhang Tie slept very soundly. It was almost the best sleep he had ever had since he was sensible. That leakless fruit not only lit Zhang Tie's shrine burning point, but also completely lit Zhang Tie's hope for life.
"It turns out that I can also be very useful. I'm already a LV 1 war worker!" With this thought in mind, Zhang Tie slept very comfortably and peacefully. His restless heart that had been restless for over ten years also seemed to have calmed down.
At a bit past six o 'clock, Zhang Tie's biological clock woke him up again. Opening his eyes, Zhang Tie stared at the pointy roof of the attic and started to talk about supernatural events. Hearing these discussions, Zhang Tie started to seriously consider how to earn merit value points in the future. It was becoming more and more impossible for him to do it stealthily. He had to think of a way to solve this problem aboveboard — to punish evil and promote good, to respect the heavens and love the people, and to gain the gratitude of billions of living beings. Zhang Tie pondered over the explanation about merit value points in the Castle of Black Iron and a vague idea flashed across his mind. However, he couldn't grasp it. Just as he was scratching his ears and cheeks, Barley arrived.
At the sight of Barley, Zhang Tie faintly felt that what he had done yesterday was really stupid. Just like what Donder had said, if he had been ruthless and decisive enough, the result would have been completely different.
Before Zhang Tie greeted the fatty, his eyes lit up as he revealed a smile towards Zhang Tie. Then, he directly walked in front of Zhang Tie, lowered his body, and whispered in Zhang Tie's ear, "After class, the brothers of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood want to talk to you!"
After Barley, the other members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood, including Bagdad, Doug, Hista, Sharwin, and Leit, arrived one after another. What made Zhang Tie a bit confused was that these guys were even friendlier than before. They all smiled at him, revealing their front teeth, causing Zhang Tie to be suspicious for quite a while. He even lowered his head several times to check whether his zipper was still open or not …
"Miss Daina is coming …" a horny student shouted. Following that, everybody in the classroom, including Zhang Tie, squeezed to the window and watched Miss Daina's graceful figure passing by. Looking down from above, in the hearts of all the horny students, Miss Daina's magnificent breasts were the most beautiful scenery in the world.
In the entire teaching building, the windows of every classroom that Miss Daina passed by were crowded with people. The sound of people swallowing their saliva could be heard everywhere. The teacher of the first history class came to the classroom in the sound of people swallowing their saliva …
The history class was the most relaxing class in the school. During the whole class, the teacher talked about everything, from the various knowledge and historical events of the human world before the Catastrophe to the many mysterious legends in the Age of Black Iron. Any knowledge and anything could be stuffed into the history class. These seemingly useless contents greatly broadened Zhang Tie's horizons. Almost all of Zhang Tie's knowledge about the human world before the Catastrophe came from the history class. Some of the horny students in the class were not interested in the history class and would fall asleep the moment it started. However, Zhang Tie would always listen to it with great interest. The teacher was talking about the activities of human exploration in the universe before the Catastrophe. At that time, human beings launched a machine faster than the speed of sound and started to explore the two moons surrounding the Kun 'ang Continent. It was said that they had made a great discovery. However, as the human rulers at that time didn't publicize the information about what they had discovered, the later generations had no way to know. However, listening to such a story today was like listening to a myth created by human beings. Could humans really fly to the moons with those metal machines? Zhang Tie was fascinated and couldn't help but let his imagination run wild in the classroom.
When the bell rang, Barley winked at Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie, Barley, and the other members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood walked out of the classroom and came to a corner of the small garden downstairs.
"Bighead, we called you here to inform you of one thing." Barley said to Zhang Tie with a solemn expression.
"Do these guys want to beat me up? It doesn't seem like it." Zhang Tie was a bit confused. "What's the matter?"
"None of us agreed to your application to leave the Hit-Plane Brotherhood yesterday!"
"Do you know that I've caused a lot of trouble at school?" Seeing Fatty's sharp eyes, Zhang Tie made up his mind to explain what had happened yesterday to him.
"You've only offended Glaze's group." Holding his thick arms, Bagdad said in a cool manner, "They were rude first. Since they dared to offend our brothers, we'll fight them to the end!"
"That's right!" Doug's big hand landed on Zhang Tie's shoulder. "Don't worry, brother. With us by your side, you don't need to be afraid. Our Hit-Plane Brotherhood will support you this time. We're all very happy to be brothers with such a daring person like you!"
"Do you think Glaze's group has one more'd * ck 'than us?" Hista straightened his waist. Hista straightened his waist and also put his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder.
"If worst comes to worst, we'll set them up!" Hista said insidiously. Then, another hand appeared on Zhang Tie's shoulder.
"It's not a big deal to be beaten together with you!" Sharwin shrugged his shoulders and also put his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder.
"That's what our Hit-Plane Brotherhood means!" Barley smiled and also put his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder. "Next week, I'm going to take you to be a man. It's the time to enjoy the benefits of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood. How can you leave?"
Everybody put their hands on Zhang Tie's shoulder. Originally, they just wanted to encourage Zhang Tie, but in the end, when they found that only Bagdad was still pretending to be cool, everybody's eyes focused on this black brother. Bagdad also felt that he was too unsociable, so he stretched out his hand and put it on Zhang Tie's shoulder. As a result, Zhang Tie was in the middle, surrounded by six members of the Hit-Plane Brotherhood. Each of them put their hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder or back, making the whole scene look a bit ritualistic. All of a sudden, the miserable teenagers felt that this moment, this action, and this scene were extremely sacred. The seven young hearts pounded violently in their chests.
"These bastards who only know how to hit planes!" Zhang Tie suddenly felt his nose turning sour. At this moment, he felt that he was full of strength. This strength didn't come from the Shrine burning point, but from his beating heart. At this moment, he seemed to be fearless of everything in the world.
"Who cares about Glaze? Go eat shit!"
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