While Freeman was watching, Doug left the printing and dyeing factory.
Autumn has begun in New Haven. When the breeze blows, the golden leaves on both sides of the streets sway and fall.
"Hey! Come here!" Doug waved and called a carriage.
"Sir! Hello! Where are you going?" asked the middle-aged man driving with a diligent feeling.
"Go to Yale." Doug took the armrest into the car.
"Okay!" The coachman waved the reins, the horse exerted force, and the wooden wheel began to "squeak" and rotate.
Yale University, which inherits the British architectural style, is not just a few teaching buildings and dormitories, but an open town.
In addition to teachers and students, there are many ordinary residents living here.
Among these ordinary residents, of course, beggars everywhere in the United States.
This body had been begging in Yale town for several years before Doug possessed it.
Recently, his sudden outbreak made teachers and students worried when they saw the beggar, for fear that they would accidentally provoke another person like a sweeping monk. Like that unlucky lecturer, their life has been stained and become a laughing stock.
"Where are you going?" The coachman stopped the carriage at the entrance and turned around and asked Doug behind him.
"Just do it here." Doug got out of the car, took out a paper ticket from his pocket and threw it at the coachman, and walked towards the campus himself.
Doug, who was silently named in New Haven, seemed to be at home when he arrived at Yale.
As the most popular guy in New Haven recently, no matter where he goes, there seems to be a gaze.
"Hello Mr. Doug!"
"Hello!"
"Mr. Doug's weather is really good today?"
"yes!"
...
Doug responded to the person who took the initiative to greet him while walking towards a remote place.
He came to Yale today for two main purposes. The first is to get another reliable self-defense weapon, and the second is to promote "Monopoly" among students.
Doug's weapon that headshot Smith was made by the person he is now looking for to help.
The man was named Tom, who was about the same age as Doug, and he was still a child.
However, no one can regard him as a harmless child in his actions.
Even if he was arranged by his relatives to live in Yale, he could only be placed in a remote corner with few friends.
"Dongdongdongdongdong."
Doug knocked on the windows of the wooden house.
Tom opened the window sleepily and asked, "Doug, why did you come so early today?"
"I need you to make a handy weapon for me."
"No problem!" Tom agreed immediately. After he agreed, he bent down and picked up a glass bottle with a cork, showing off, "Doug, look at what this is. I'm so happy to chat with you. You can always bring me new ideas. Do you want to come in and study it with me!"
"No! No!" Doug immediately refused.
Do you know why Tom is scary?
Do you know why Tom, who is scary, is still arranged to be at Yale University?
Because he is a chemist, to be precise, an expert in explosives.
These days, as long as chemists have achieved fruitful energy, they will be rich, whether in Europe or America.
Like the famous Nobel Prize founder Nobel, he would have killed his younger brother and opened the explosives factory all over the world.
Coincidentally, Tom also had the same experience. However, his experience was even more painful than Nobel. His family, except him, had his father, mother, brother, younger brother, and four living lives, all sent to heaven by him.
The place where he conducted the experiment was at a distant relative's house.
After the terrified distant relatives buried Tom's father, mother, brother, and younger brother, he immediately sent him to Yale.
Doug is friends with Tom.
But to this day, every time the two of them talk, one is inside the house and the other is outside the window.
If you even look closely, you will find that there is a hiding pit at Doug's feet. Once Doug finds that something is wrong, he will be buried in the ground in one second.
Every time Tom chats, he would invite Doug into the house. But if he was making a British joke, Doug would be too lazy to think about it, so he would enter the House of Death full of dangers and explosions.
Doug looked at the bottle of powder that he didn't know what it was while changing the topic, "Tom, if nothing unexpected happens, I think our chemical company will be established within six months."
"Really?" Tom's eyes were full of longing when he heard Doug's words, just as the cute little boy saw the mighty Transformers in the window.
He took a deep breath, his body trembled slightly, and he said slowly and clearly, "Can we... really blow up the whole world? Is it true!"
"Yes! We will definitely blow this world up!" Doug said.
"Okay! Doug, I have to work hard like this! Remember to come here to get the gun in the evening!" After Tom said that, he slapped the window with a "bang".
Doug also breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the closed window.
Wealth and honor are in danger.
The chemical industry contains unimaginable profits.
Just as explosives.
Now, including the United States, which country in the world does not need explosives?
When you start a railway construction, you encounter a difficult mountain bag, and when you open a canal, you will encounter a difficult rock.
The original investment of a lot of manpower and material resources may not necessarily lead to the obstacles of the results, but there is a lot of slag in front of explosives!
It's just that all this requires start-up capital.
The property accumulated before the Tom family exploded was "properly kept" by distant relatives.
Tom lacks start-up capital.
Doug needs to make excess profits.
The two guys hit it off.
Doug's way of obtaining the original accumulation of capital is "Monopoly".
Walking back to the main road from the remote road, Doug looked at his pocket watch, and it was just right.
Yale University’s academic performance is not easy, but for most students, coming to Yale not only for study, but also for establishing their own social circles during college.
Therefore, it is not uncommon to party salons in Yale.
Although Doug is not a student at Yale University, his previous series of operations have already gained recognition from many students.
He also received more than a dozen invitations from the salon.
And now, he is about to start shopping for party salons!
Walking into the cafe, there were expensive smokeless candles on the walls.
Under the warm yellow candlelight, young people gathered together in groups of three or two, either talking loudly or whispering in a low voice.
These students with a wealthy family background are the sun of tomorrow in America.
Chapter completed!