Two days later.
The capital's academic institutions.
With the formal declaration of war between the Great Xia Kingdom and the Sakura Kingdom, it was like two giant ships.
Every part on it began to operate in an orderly manner.
In front of the teaching building.
Dozens of students surrounded a middle-aged teacher, their emotions running high.
"Teacher Zhang! Please help us think of a solution!"
"We want to join the army! We want to go to the front lines!"
"Yes! We're going to wipe out those Japanese scum!"
"It is the duty of every citizen to defend our holand! We can't wait any longer!"
The surrounding students were outraged and echoed their sentints.
Surrounded in the center, Teacher Zhang wore a wry smile and kept waving her hands, trying to calm everyone down.
"Classmates, classmate, please calm down!"
"I understand how you feel, I really do!"
"However, the military has not yet issued any notices to our universities to conscript students!"
A boy suddenly stepped forward, almost touching the teacher's face.
"Wait for a notification? How long are we supposed to wait?!"
"We are about to go to war with Japan, and the vanguard forces in several major war zones are already tempted."
Teacher Zhang was forced to back away by his shouting, her face showing even more helplessness.
"I understand, I know all of this!"
"But military orders are absolute. Without orders, how can I process your enlistnt? I don't have that authority!"
"Then let's go find the principal!" a shorter student shouted urgently. "The principal will definitely have a way!"
"Yes! Let's go find the principal!"
The crowd stirred again, making a move to rush towards the principal's office.
"Going to the principal now won't do you any good!"
Teacher Zhang's loud shout finally brought the situation under control for the ti being.
"Because the principal, along with several deans of our college, rushed to the military headquarters last night."
"They are more useful on the battlefield than you are."
The students' excitent froze instantly.
Teacher Zhang looked at them, her tone softening, and her voice carrying a hint of earnestness.
"I know that each and every one of you wants to do your part for the Great Xia Kingdom."
"but......"
He changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
"Ask yourselves honestly, with your current strength, what can you do on the battlefield?"
"Is it to go and die, or to cause trouble for the soldiers at the front?"
These words were very impolite, and even sowhat hurtful.
Wang Lei's face instantly turned bright red, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"Teacher Zhang! We are not afraid to die!"
"That's not a matter of being afraid of death!" Teacher Zhang's voice suddenly rose. "It's a matter of qualifications!"
"War is not child's play! You are not qualified!"
These words struck like a heavy hamr blow to the hearts of every student.
They all lowered their heads, their faces filled with frustration and resentnt.
Seeing their disappointed looks, Teacher Zhang felt bad and softened her tone again.
"I know this sounds harsh, but it's the truth."
"What you should be doing right now is not standing around shouting slogans."
"Instead, seize every minute and second to go to dungeons, to the Tower of Trials, to any place that can make you stronger, and desperately improve your strength!"
"When you graduate and officially join the military, becoming qualified soldiers, that will be the best ti for you to serve your country!"
His words left everyone speechless.
Just as these students and teachers were arguing.
No one noticed that an elderly man dressed in casual clothes with gray hair silently walked up the steps.
I brushed past them.
He strolled through the campus of the Imperial University, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenes before him, his eyes sowhat dazed.
Ti seems to stand still here.
Over the years, the tree-lined avenues and school buildings here seem to have remained largely unchanged.
The trees are just taller, and the walls are older.
And those youthful faces, they've co and gone, one batch after another.
The old man strolled along and eventually stopped by a wide open lake.
The lake water was clear and sparkling.
His thoughts seed to drift back to a long, long ti ago, along with the rippling waves.
Back in the day, he was also a student at a prestigious university in the capital.
Moreover, he was undoubtedly the number one prodigy of that era.
SS-rank space-type profession, 【Dinsional Walker】.
With his elusive thods and overwhelming strength that crushes his peers.
He swept aside all the top geniuses from all the universities in the Great Xia Kingdom that year, winning the national university competition championship without any suspense.
The title of "ace" resounded throughout the entire Great Xia.
...
That was the final of the national competition.
He had just used a move called "Space Shatter" to knock his opponent, 【Fudo Myo-o】, who was also an S-rank from Zhenguo University, off the stage.
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
The deafening cheers nearly lifted the do of the entire stadium.
Countless people went crazy for him and cheered for him.
He stood in the center of the ring, basking in the glory of being the center of attention, full of vigor and arrogance.
My gaze swept across the audience, but I was unintentionally drawn to a quiet figure.
The girl stood out from the crowd.
She didn't scream or wave her arms.
She simply sat there quietly, holding a thick book in her hands, her eyes clear and focused, as if the noise of the outside world had nothing to do with her.
That was the first ti he had ever asked a girl her na.
Her na is Lin Zhu, and it sounds lovely.
From then on, he would always appear around her, intentionally or unintentionally.
In the library, he no longer looked at books on combat techniques, but instead accompanied her to read dry historical docunts.
On the training field, he would use his spatial abilities to realistically present the landscapes she painted to her.
The most sensational one.
It was on the night of her birthday.
He brought her to the lakeside and, in front of half the school's students, used his spatial powers to draw in tens of thousands of fluorite stones.
Fluorite gathered in the night sky to form a dazzling galaxy, flowing slowly, and finally transford into a magnificent teor shower, falling just for her.
That night, the capital's universities were in an uproar.
The love story between the "ace" and the "talented girl" has since beco a popular tale on campus.
Everyone thought they were a match made in heaven and would stay together forever.
Until graduation.
He t his teacher, Deng Qihe.
That man, as majestic as a mountain, ignited all the ambition in his heart with just one sentence.
"Zhao Qingcang, your talent shouldn't be confined to the campus."
"Follow to the military headquarters."
"The future of Great Xia needs the strength of people like you."
He agreed almost without hesitation.
He thought Lin Zhu would be with him.
After all, she is also an SS-rank professional 【Lord of the Forest】.
However, she rejected the offer from the military.
"Qing Cang, I hate fighting."
"I just want to stay here and be a teacher."
That was their first and most intense argunt.
Gradually, the two embarked on two completely opposite paths.
He was taken in by his teacher Deng Qihe and was grood as a future marshal's successor.
He started getting busier and busier.
They were either in the perilous border restricted areas or on the bloody battlefields with enemy countries.
The two saw each other less and less.
At first, it was once a week, then once a month, and later, it was only possible to see each other briefly every few months.
Each ti we t, we only exchanged a few words.
He asked her if her work at the school was going well.
She asked him if his injuries had healed.
Then ca a long silence.
He didn't know how to describe the cruelty of the battlefield to her, and she couldn't understand the heavy mission he carried on his shoulders.
There seed to be an invisible abyss between them.
Later on.
It's still by this lake.
It was a cold, rainy night.
Lin Zhu took the initiative ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) to break up with him.
I still rember that night, Lin Zhu cried very sadly.
"I wish... I wish you were just an ordinary professional."
Even a C-grade or D-grade grade is acceptable.
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