My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Colin confidently said to Zheng Shilong: "I have completely mastered Chinese!"

Zheng Shilong, who had been gradually able to control the side effects of the "Mad Dragon Body Refining Art", was shocked, and the mask on his face almost fell off in fear: "Is this true? You?"

"Don't underestimate me! I memorized the multiplication table in just three days!" Colin's nose was so high that it almost reached the sky. "If you don't believe me, test me."

Zheng Shilong pointed his thumb over his shoulder at Dante, who was frantically working on his physics homework. "Dante is Italian. Dante is really Chinese. Where is he from?"

Colin: “Huh?”

"Dante has really been to hell, but Ding has not really been to hell." Zheng Shilong said calmly, "Excuse me, who has been to hell?"

Colin scratched his head, "No, buddy?"

Zheng Shilong continued to raise the difficulty: "Dante Zhen was born by his mother, and Dante Zhen was also born by his mother. Who was born by his mother?"

Colin sweatdropped: "Are you really speaking Chinese?"

"But Ding Ding is really three people, but Ding Ding is really two people." Zheng Shilong threw out his trump card, "Excuse me, how many people are there?"

Colin's brain was working so frantically that thick steam came out of his head and his CPU was about to burn out from these few questions.

Zheng Shilong smiled contemptuously: "Chinese is a language so profound and subtle that even a Chinese like me hasn't studied it thoroughly. How can you do that? Ha."

"Chinese is indeed difficult to learn. I can hardly keep up with the alchemical biology courses at Kassel College." Minamoto Kiyotaka walked in from the Request-Granting Room, carrying a few large insulated boxes in each hand. "But I brought back some food from the cafeteria in Kassel. Is anyone hungry?"

“Godfather, I bow to you!” Dante cried out and rushed forward, snatching the insulated box from the smiling Minamoto Kiyotaka and opening it. A burst of hot steam instantly rose up, “Shit! Why is it a pineapple pizza?!”

"Thank you." Zheng Shilong completely ignored the furious Italian. He looked at the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in the insulated box and hesitated for a moment. "This must cost a lot of money, right?"

"Eat as much as you want." Minamoto Kiyotaka waved his hand generously, "I have a credit card now, a black card with a limit of 100,000 US dollars, you can use it as much as you want."

Colin, who was stuffing a steamed dumpling into his mouth, looked up in astonishment: "The mud-bending spear Yin Hang?"

Yuan Qinglong was startled: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it clearly..."

Colin swallowed the food in his mouth with all his strength: "You robbed a bank?"

"How is that possible? What on earth are you thinking about?" Minamoto Kiyotaka placed the remaining incubator boxes on the table in the common room and pulled out a thick Nokia 1011 from his arms. "Here, my 3E test results are out. My bloodline assessment is S-level, the same level as Principal Angers, and I enjoy the top student treatment. The black card is just the basics, there are many other benefits."

"Wow!" Dante leaned forward and stared at the Nokia's LCD screen, seemingly not believing any of the words on it. "Then you are on an equal footing with kid Lu Mingfei, right?"

"I can't take it as a compliment to say that I'm on equal footing with this loser." Minamoto Kiyotaka smiled with curved eyebrows, but his words were merciless. "By the way, where is Latan? I want to ask him for a favor."

Colin patted his chest loudly: "Come to me, I have mastered the essence of Chinese, I feel so strong now!"

Minamoto Kiyotaka took out a book called Alchemical Biology, Freshman, Volume 1, which was thicker than a brick, from his schoolbag and threw it on the table: "Will you help me review?"

Colin instantly shrank like a quail: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"I thought I heard someone calling my name."

With a crackling sound, Latan Apparated directly into the Room of Requirement. As the owner of this magical building, he naturally had this authority.

Dante was so scared that he "accidentally" threw the pineapple pizza into the trash can and "inadvertently" recited the fire spell. In the blazing flames of the pizza, he "still in shock" said: "Where have you been, buddy? I didn't see you as soon as school was over this afternoon."

"I went to Miskatonic University in Arkham and asked their library to borrow the original copy of the Necronomicon, but was rejected." Latan shrugged. "But I finished reading the book while the librarian was blinking, so it didn't matter. As for the book... well, it's like ants trying to pay tribute to humans with their fungal cysts in exchange for a few grains of sugar."

Zheng Shilong blinked, trying hard to understand the metaphor: "General, are you saying that we humans are as insignificant as ants to the ancient gods?"

"I mean, the rituals recorded there are crude, primitive, backward, incomplete, and incomprehensible, which is quite consistent with the literary attainments of an Arab madman." Latan picked up Minamoto Kiyotaka's "Alchemical Creatures" and flipped through it. "Aaron, I'm not trying to show off, but is there any need to review such simple knowledge points?"

"Please, Doraemon!" Minamoto Kiyotaka clasped his hands together and shook them repeatedly, "There will be a pop quiz tomorrow, and I can't fail a subject right after entering school!"

Dante said darkly, "I've failed my Charms class."

"There's really nothing I can do about you." Latan sighed and reached into the Book of Magnus hanging at his waist and fumbled around.

This action filled with a strong sense of déjà vu made Colin couldn't help but complain: "Brother, you can't really take out some memory bread like the blue fat man, right?"

"It's even better than memory bread." Latan said mysteriously, and slapped something into Minamoto Kiyotaka's palm, "Take it, I guarantee it will solve the problem of you failing the exam from the root."

Minamoto Kiyotaka was shocked and took two steps back, only to see a heavy and thick gun in his arms. The cold and thick gun spine was covered with a dense array of rings, emitting a dazzling blue light from the inside out. He was stunned: "If I am not mistaken, this is a gun, right?!"

"Yes, a plasma rifle. Even a one-meter-thick ceramic steel armor can't stop a direct shot from it. Tomorrow, you just need to put it in your schoolbag and bring it into the classroom. When the teacher hands out the test papers, take it out—" Latan imitated the sound of plasma firing, "You won't have to worry about failing this course anymore, and I'll have an assist mark on my head."

Zheng Shilong thought thoughtfully: "Although it is normal to see rifles in American classrooms..."

Minamoto Kiyotaka glared and said, "How can this be normal? And even Americans haven't evolved a body that can withstand plasma flames, right?!"

"Oh, by the way, you have to inform your half-blood classmates in advance not to go to the classroom tomorrow." Latan kindly reminded, "Although I believe you are loyal, there is a crazy girl living in every plasma weapon, and I can't tell when she will overheat and explode. The explosion power is not great, at most it will raze Kassel Academy to the ground."

Dante's eyes lit up: "We can play Russian roulette with her!"

Minamoto Kiyotaka raised his eyebrows: "You play Russian roulette with a rifle?! Don't treat it as a toy so casually, okay!"

Colin took out his Polaroid camera that could shoot bullets out of the lens: "Why don't you try this one of mine? Just say you want to take a photo with the teacher, then use the words spirit and ghost to hold his shoulders to prevent him from running away, and then gently press the shutter--"

"When did the topic turn to assassinating the teacher?" Minamoto Kiyotaka put the plasma rifle on the table and said weakly, "I just want to avoid failing the exam tomorrow."

"Oh!" Dante suddenly realized, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"I told you so long ago!" Minamoto Kiyotaka glared at Dante viciously.

Latan stood up and said, "You half-blood, you can't do this or that. I'll teach you how to taste the bitter taste."

As he said this, he knocked on the bun on Minamoto Kiyotaka's head three times, turned his back and ignored him.

Zheng Shilong suppressed his laughter and said, "You are done. The general is narrow-minded and will never let you go."

Dante and Colin circled the table, shouting, "It's over! It's over! It's over!"

"Go away! You don't think I've never read Journey to the West, do you?" Minamoto Kiyotaka touched his head, "This is clearly asking me to study Doraemon in the middle of the night. Tomorrow's exam is going to be tough!"

Latan turned his head expressionlessly and said, "I want you to study from now on until midnight."

Minamoto Kiyotaka laughed: "Totally spicy!"

"Zheng." Latan turned to Zheng Shilong, "Keep an eye on him for me. It's best not to even blink."

Zheng Shilong was shocked: "But General, I still need to practice my body."

"You said I was petty," Latan said calmly, "but I remember it all."

Zheng Shilong laughed: "I'm also hot!"

"And you two." Latan looked at Dante and Colin who stood at attention. "Pay attention and don't lose face. The final exam is coming soon. If you fail, I will call Virgil and Mr. Creevey and tell them what you two are doing in school."

Dante, Colin, Zheng Shilong and Yuan Qinglong looked at each other, and the four of them laughed at the same time: "We are all done!"

Latan transformed the Soul Devouring Wand into a quill: "So now does anyone want me to help check their homework?"

"Brother! Dear brother! Uncle! Uncle! Dad!" Colin rushed over, "Check mine first! Otherwise, I will be killed by Professor McGonagall tomorrow!"

"Bullshit! Professor McGonagall can only give you a lecture!" Dante strangled Colin to the ground with a fatal scissor kick. "If I can't finish my physics homework, I will be punished by the Soviet Union!"

"I really don't understand what's so good about it?" Zheng Shilong stepped over the two people struggling on the ground. "General, please take a look at my magic alchemy homework first. I still don't understand the series and parallel connection of runes..."

Yuan Qinglong jumped up and grabbed Zheng Shilong's neck from behind, veins popping out on his forehead: "I was the one who asked first, why are you cutting in line here?!"

"Wait, let me take a call first."

Latan motioned for the four of them to spread their homework on the table, and from his trouser pocket he pulled out a handful of American coins, several pens for different occasions and fountain pens of various colors, and a copy of the Necronomicon… It should be a copy, right? Did he put it in his pocket after reading it? Finally, he pulled out a buzzing cell phone from the bottom of his pocket: "Hello, Peter?"

"Hey man, don't call me by my real name! I'm wearing a cowl now. I'm Spider-Man!" Peter's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.

While correcting the mistakes on his homework, Latan asked curiously, "What's wrong with your throat? Did you get diphtheria?"

"Oh, ahem, I just want to learn from Batman and add some mystery... Oh, let's get down to business!" Peter's voice returned to normal awkwardly, "Those monsters transformed from books have appeared again. Three minutes ago, a large block of Hell's Kitchen in New York disappeared in a big book that fell from the sky. I tried every method but couldn't get into that layer of light. Do you have time now? Come over and do some witchcraft?"

"It's not witchcraft, it's magic." Latan pushed the corrected homework forward and marked the important knowledge points in the book for Minamoto Kiyotaka. "Be there in five minutes, wait for me where you are."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Dante came up to him with great interest, "Another fight? Take me one, take me one!"

Colin raised his arms high: "Me, me, me! I want to go too!"

"You guys should make sure you pass the final exams first, otherwise I won't be able to tell your parents that I'm taking you on a trip to Mordor for Christmas." Latarn tilted his head towards Zheng Shilong, "Zheng, keep an eye on them."