Know Yourself in the Dragon World

It's raining again.

The rain fell on the streets, forming crystal rain curtains.

The drizzle gradually turned into a downpour, which brought back Chu Zihang's memories.

Professor Schneider said he would come today.

The agreed location is here and the time is 2pm.

Chu Zihang promised Professor Schneider that he would wait for him at the traffic light.

Been waiting for three hours.

The sunny day turned into a rainy day.

He tried to call, but no one answered, so he sent a text message.

Waiting for a reply, and also continuing to wait for Professor Schneider's arrival.

Fearing that he would not be conspicuous enough, he did not move.

Besides, there was no place nearby to take shelter from the rain or buy an umbrella.

No problem, no problem.

Even though he was soaked, he still stood under the traffic light like a sculpture.

It's just a pity about the suit. He selected it carefully before going out.

When meeting a foreign professor, it is always a good idea to wear a suit.

Ties must be tied properly and shoes must be polished carefully.

Special attention was paid to it, but it was destroyed by a heavy rain.

----

"Professor Schneider, Chu Zihang has been waiting in the rain for 3 hours and 17 minutes." Norma said on the computer.

"I know."

Schneider certainly knew that; he kept his eyes on the screen.

As the college's supercomputer, it only takes a moment to control a camera at a street corner, even on the other side of the ocean.

"He called me twice," Schneider said, "and there was a text message."

Text message: Professor Schneider, I am still waiting at the agreed place. If you suddenly have something else to do, we can meet again on another day. I am waiting for your reply.

“You should answer his call or reply to his text message,” Norma said. “Otherwise, he might keep waiting.”

"Even through the screen, I can feel his loneliness." Professor Schneider sighed: "He must have excellent bloodline."

"So you lied to him. You couldn't go to CN at all, but you told him you would meet him today."

"I need to know what kind of person he is."

It is truly an incredible miracle that a 17-year-old boy took the initiative to contact the college.

The secret party has always been isolated from human society, so it makes sense to say that he is a mixed-race with a background.

But he was really just a high school student who was about to graduate, and in his previous experiences, he had no connection with mixed-race people.

If it weren't for physical reasons, Professor Schneider really wanted to go to CN to see this young man.

"Professor Schneider, you haven't accepted any students in a long time," Norma said.

"Yeah, it's been a long time." Schneider picked up the phone dejectedly.

On the screen, Chu Zihang was still waiting.

Fortunately the rain was easing off.

The call was dialed.

"Hello, Chu Zihang."

"Hello, Professor."

I didn’t expect that the other party actually spoke Chinese, and his Chinese level was very good.

This was beyond Chu Zihang's expectations.

"Are you still waiting?"

"I'm here, are you almost there?"

"I'm sorry, I can't come." Professor Schneider said with regret, "Something happened suddenly. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"Okay, Professor, it's okay."

Chu Zihang's tone was surprisingly calm.

He waited for more than three hours and was caught in the rain for nearly two hours, getting soaked all over, but he did not show any emotion at all.

He is only 17 years old.

"It's raining where you are, right?" Schneider asked.

On the computer screen, Chu Zihang raised his head and looked at the sky, using his face to accurately judge the severity of the rain.

The clouds are not so dark anymore.

"Well, it's getting smaller and smaller. Maybe it will stop soon."

Schneider suddenly felt that he had gone too far. "Go back and take a hot bath."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor."

"Aren't you going to ask about your admission qualifications?"

"Don't we have to confirm it after the interview?"

"Yes, let's start the interview now. Just stand there. I can see you through the camera."

"I see." Chu Zihang straightened his wet tie. "Professor, please ask."

"Why did you choose Kassel College?" Schneider's voice suddenly rose by more than ten decibels.

"Because Kassel Academy can train the best warriors." The figure of God appeared in Chu Zihang's mind, "I want power."

“What do you think loneliness is?”

"It is the helplessness and cowardice in the face of strength."

"What do you think death is?"

"When I no longer remember this world, when this world no longer remembers me."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

There was a full minute of silence.

Chu Zihang didn't ask, he was used to silence.

The rain fell into the puddles, dripping and splashing small water droplets.

He watched the ripples spread out in circles.

"You go home first." Schneider said suddenly.

"So, professor, was I rejected?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No. Congratulations, Chu Zihang." Schneider smiled, "I will mail you the relevant materials and information for admission."

"Thank you, Professor."

"I have to apologize again for my behavior. I have been observing you since you contacted us a month ago." Schneider sighed softly, "In fact, today's interview can be waived. I just acted on my own will."

"I really want to come and see you in person, but my physical condition doesn't allow it. Please forgive me."

It had been a long time since von Schneider recognized a young man. At this moment, after a month of observation and a non-essential interview, the long-lost sense of recognition slowly emerged.

He will be an excellent student and a shining star at Kassel College.

Schneider thinks so.

"If possible, I hope you can become my student. The academy is a tutor system, and I haven't had students for many years."

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously, "I hope I won't disappoint you, Professor."

"The possibility of this... is zero."

----

Han Qiu stared at himself in the mirror, the light in his golden pupils was as dim as a firefly.

"You haven't assigned me any tasks in several days?" he said.

Mr. Han stood behind him, but there was no image of him in the mirror. "Isn't it good to let you rest for a few days?"

"I want to go back early." Han Qiu turned his head.

"Isn't it good here?" Mr. Han asked, "At least, this is the past."

"But it's not my world after all." Han Qiu said madly: "It's too boring, there's nothing fun to do, and they don't even give me the invincibility cheat."

"You didn't come here to play."

"Just arrange some girls for me or something!"

"Are you sure?" Mr. Han said, "Girls in this world are not something you can control. I know your past very well. How should I describe it? Oh, yes, you have been single since birth."

"Hey, hey, hey! Do you know about my past?" Han Qiu jumped up, "You are invading my privacy!"

"I'm giving you a task now."

"Then go ahead and invade!"

Han Qiu was ready to be slaughtered.

"Join the literature club of Lu Mingfei's class." Mr. Han said, "Go there and protect Lu Mingfei."

"Huh? Lu Mingfei is in danger?"

"There is no danger to life, but there is a danger to memory and spirit."

"I don't quite understand."

"You'll know once you join us." Mr. Han showed a strange smile, "Han Qiu, how about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

Mr. Han's voice turned cold, like the chill wind blowing from Siberia. "If you win, your bloodline will be upgraded and you will gain ten Word Spirits. But...if you lose, everything you have will belong to me."

"Yours?" Han Qiu was puzzled. "You mean my vegetative body?"

"No, I mean everything you have in this world."

"What about the conditions?"

"Regarding whether you will be reluctant to leave here, I bet that in two years, you will not be in a hurry to go back. How about that?"

"It's a bet."

Han Qiu doesn't think he would be nostalgic for the world in a book.

Even if my life is a mess in the real world.

But at least, there are people I know there.

There are parents and classmates.

He will graduate from college soon and will have a good job by then.

There will be a bright future.

"I admire your decisiveness." Mr. Han snapped his fingers, and his figure slowly became transparent. "I hope... you can win."

Mission: Join Lu Mingfei's literary club.

Mission reward: Improve bloodline and obtain 1 Word Spirit.