I am a necromancer, and I absolutely love America.

Richard drove to the school, and everything seemed normal, except that there was one less police car at the school gate than before.

It seems the police are under a lot of pressure, and the extra officers have been redeployed to other locations.

Richard walked through the metal detector gate.

He keenly sensed that things were different from before.

Before, he was nobody, and nobody cared about him.

Now, he is stared at by countless eyes as soon as he enters the school gate.

Some scrutinized, some were curious, some were envious, and there were even some vain girls looking at them with admiration.

As Richard walked into the corridor, the students in front of him would quickly make way for him.

The timid ones didn't even dare to look him in the eye.

Turns out I'm the new school bully.

Richard chuckled inwardly.

"Hey! Richard!" The young black man who was a kung fu fanatic yesterday came up and enthusiastically exchanged punches with Richard.

"I'm Brandon! I'm a huge Bruce Lee fan, and your acupressure move yesterday was so cool! Can I hang out with you?"

As he spoke, he swayed his body, his speech carrying a peculiar rhythm, as if he were rapping.

He tried to have a complicated fist bump with Richard, but Richard didn't know how. He just patted him on the shoulder, shook his hand firmly, and ended it quickly.

Richard closed the locker door:

"Listen, Brandon, you have to trust science. Yesterday was just an accident. I have deep sympathy for David, but it has nothing to do with me."

"Huh?" Brandon looked completely bewildered.

"Accident?"

Richard's tone was sincere:

"Yes, it's purely coincidental. David may have a serious illness, and it just so happens that he's having an attack."

Brandon, of course, didn't believe it:

"I know, everyone at Dongda University is very humble! You must have practiced martial arts; when David lunged at you, you appeared beside him like lightning!"

Brandon made a jabbing motion:

"Hey! You should give him a liver-blasting punch!"

Richard walked past Brandon, waving without turning back:

"Fine, Brandon, think what you want."

Richard entered the classroom.

The other students surrounded Brandon and whispered among themselves.

"Hey! Brandon! I told you it was an accident! You wouldn't believe me!"

"There's no such thing as an electric spot, you should watch less movies!"

"No! I think Richard should be a superhero, like Spider-Man, who doesn't want to reveal his identity!"

"Come on!"

......

Debbie strode into the classroom with a grim expression. As soon as she saw Richard, she stormed over and whispered in his ear:

"What did you do to my mother yesterday?!"

Richard calmly replied:

"You wouldn't believe it, but Catherine had a memorable night."

Catherine is worried that if Mike finds out about her resurrection, she will have a very difficult time.

"Shameless!" Debbie was so angry she wanted to kick Richard's ball.

Richard said calmly:

"Don't swear."

"I didn't!" Debbie instinctively retorted, then quickly realized what she had said:

"Damn it! You're not my father! Why should I explain myself to you! Don't think you can control me!"

Debbie was furious, but seeing her classmates watching, she didn't dare to lash out. She could only shut her mouth and return to her seat to sulk.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Richard waved.

Debbie didn't want to go, but she was afraid Richard would say something he shouldn't, so she gritted her teeth and went.

"What exactly do you want?!"

Don't think that just because you managed to defeat David, you can make me submit!

The students stared at Debbie in astonishment, as if she were a mannequin.

WTF!

Debbie is actually so obedient?

Is she still that cheerleader?

Richard looked directly at her:

"From now on, you need to study hard and behave yourself. Don't cause Catherine any trouble, or I'll make sure you have an unforgettable high school experience, the kind that's truly unforgettable. For the next 10 years, Francis Lewis High School will be filled with the name of a lucky Asian boy who dates a radiant white lady, and thousands of boys in the school will punch him a few times. He'll also get a lot of wonderful nicknames..."

"That's enough!" Debbie grimaced as she returned to her seat.

He's threatening me with my mom again!

That's despicable!

However, she was absolutely certain that if Richard really made his relationship with Catherine public, those hormone-fueled high school boys would absolutely idolize Richard.

As for Debbie herself, she will become a pathetic laughingstock...

The students couldn't hear what the two were saying, but judging from their interaction, it was clear that Richard held the upper hand in their relationship, while Debbie could only compromise.

This discovery left all the students speechless.

Debbie is a popular figure at school; which boy wouldn't want to go on a date with her?

Richard, a student at the University of Tokyo, what makes him so special?

Susan couldn't understand it either, and whispered to Tang Yuqing:

"How exactly did Richard do that?"

Tang Yuqing remained calm.

She knew that the two of them were just boarding students and were not boyfriend and girlfriend as her classmates thought.

But why did she say it?

Debbie is a bitch too!

"Perhaps some conflict occurred," Tang Yuqing shrugged.

Serena walked to Susan's table:

"Hey chick, wanna go to the Stinger bar this weekend?"

A bar! She'd been wanting to experience an American bar for ages. Susan said, with a mixture of anticipation and worry:

"We're not old enough, the bar won't let us in."

Serena whispered smugly:

"Listen! I know the big boss of the Stinger Bar. I can get you in through the back door and show you the world!"

Susan was tempted, but also a little scared.

Serena continued to seduce:

"And Marcus, Marcus!"

"Marcus? [Angry rhyme] Marcus?"

"Yeah! Who else could it be but him!" Serena made the famous gesture, rapped a few lines of Marcus's song, and swayed her body to the rhythm.

Susan hummed along for a few lines.

Marcus is a rising underground rapper in New York.

I heard he has ties to gangs, which makes it even cooler!

"Can I go?" Tang Yuqing asked expectantly.

Serena glanced at her and said boldly:

"Little girl, you wouldn't normally be qualified, but since you're Susan's sidekick, I'll give Susan some face!"

Susan was secretly delighted and looked at Tang Yuqing with smug satisfaction.

In order to infiltrate Serena's circle, Tang Yuqing could only lower her head and say with a pained expression:

"Thanks! I'll treat you to a manicure this weekend!"

"Yay! From now on, you'll be with me!" Serena hugged Tang Yuqing and deliberately glanced at Debbie.

Debbie sat blankly in her seat, her mind filled with images of Richard and Catherine, all of them inappropriate for children.

Richard heard all of this.

Their voices weren't loud, but after their physical enhancements, Richard's senses were amplified.

He could hear everything everyone was saying in the classroom.

Even after his brain was enhanced, Richard also gained some ability to multitask.

However, Richard immediately forgot about it and continued reading.

......

In accordance with the No Hunger Children Act, Francis Lewis School offers three types of lunches: paid, discounted, and free.

As required, all three types of lunches should use the same food standards.

In reality, it's impossible for them to be consistent.

Richard never skimps on his meals, and naturally, he opted for the $3.85 paid lunch.

Brandon's family was in dire financial straits and could only afford to eat free food.

Both of them had the same lunch: pizza, salad, apple, and low-fat milk.

Richard's pizza was freshly baked today, crispy and delicious, and it also had cheese and bacon added.

Brandon's pizza was leftover from yesterday; it was cold and hard, and had a lot of salad dressing on it, so it tasted terrible.

Richard's salad was made with fresh vegetables, while Brandon's salad was made with frozen vegetables.

Brandon enthusiastically recounted his love for kung fu, even fantasizing about becoming a disciple of Dongda University when he grew up.

Richard listened quietly, nodding occasionally.

He did learn a lot of inside information from Brandon, and it was good to hear it.

Brandon quickly finished his meal and continued rambling on, somehow bringing up the afternoon's activities again.

"Hey! Brian's coming! He comes every year, and every time I get the biggest burger! And they're all fresh!"

"You know what? That Brian was a ruthless guy when he was young..."

Richard quickly gleaned the key information from the pile of nonsense.

Brian Anderson, a prominent alumnus of Francis Lewis High School, served in the New York Police Department for over 30 years before entering politics and joining the Democratic Party. He is currently a congressman representing New York's 6th Congressional District.

The 6th Congressional District includes communities such as Flushing, Fresh Meadows, and Bayside in Queens, and Francis Lewis High School is located within the district.

Brian just turned 68 this year, a prime age for hard work, and he is striving for re-election to continue shining as a beacon of capitalism.

This afternoon, Brian is coming to the school to give a speech on "Protecting Campus Safety." In accordance with his usual stance, he will probably still be calling for equipping school security guards with heavy firepower and eliminating school bullying.

Even Brandon, whose mind is filled with kung fu movies, knew Brian's true purpose: to win votes.

Some 12th graders will soon turn 18 and be eligible to vote.

Congressman Richard put down his fork and wiped his lips with a tissue:

What are the requirements for students participating in the activities?