bookmarkrole Chapter 521 - 289: The West State Boss’s Gift and Return Gesture
Chapter 521 - 289: The West State Boss’s Gift and Return Gesture
"They’re catching on pretty quickly."
The laboratory was quite spacious, with over thirty students coming in, each carrying a computer and finding their place, yet it didn’t feel overcrowded.
Wan Bocheng and others had already quickly familiarized themselves with the knowledge framework, understood the input process, and began working quietly.
Yang Zhan didn’t fully grasp it, so he frowned and assisted Wan Bocheng.
Seven or eight postgraduate students were working while whispering to each other.
"They’re catching on really fast, they’ve already started?"
"Hehe, with so many people here sharing the load, we should be getting less spit on, right?"
"When we first arrived, those few days, when we weren’t proficient, we got scolded the hardest!"
Postgraduate Wang Pengpeng was laughing when he felt a shadow cast over him from behind, covering his head.
He shivered and put his hands back on the keyboard.
He told himself it was okay, the toughest days were past, and dawn was about to break!
Just wait and see the undergraduates taking the heat, getting scolded like dogs!
...
Bai Mo sat opposite, grinning.
He was still reading the printed literature, but soon he would be able to look at the electronic version entered by Wan Bocheng and the others, which would be clearer and more fluent.
Snow Exploration Claw, having nothing to do, squatted in the master’s arms, stretching its head to read the literature with the master, while its eyes occasionally lit up, showing a thoughtful expression at times.
...
Slowly, the morning passed.
Wang Pengpeng and others looked gloomy.
They found that everyone in the laboratory was divided into three tiers.
Expert Bai Mo was holding the Immortal Beast, reading quickly, with the old professor ignoring him.
The undergraduates were holding computers, entering literature, and the old professor occasionally directed them with a stern face, but actually nodded secretly while pointing out things.
The postgraduates were holding computers, entering literature, still getting the most scoldings, taking the heaviest fire and the most spit!
"Are these two articles related? Related? Related?
"How can you put them together?
"Is your brain waterlogged?
"Even the undergraduates can understand the context, but you can’t?
"Where did you go for your four-year undergraduate?
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Wang Pengpeng’s hand, holding the mouse, trembled as he reinserted the cursor in the electronic document.
He suddenly realized that the more people there were in the laboratory, the less it helped them avoid scolding. Instead, it gave the old professor something to compare against, and the scoldings became harsher...
Lunchtime was approaching, and the laboratory declared it’s over for the day.
Wang Pengpeng and a group of people fled in haste.
Wan Bocheng and others stood up, feeling unfulfilled yet refreshed, bidding farewell to the old professor and leaving with Bai Mo.
"There’s really some true stuff here, haha."
"Opened our eyes."
"The older generation of experts and scholars are truly different. Although some terms they use differ from today, their academic pursuit is genuinely solid."
In the corridor, the group chatted and laughed.
At the end of the group, Guan Yue Ling was alone, with a laptop under her arm. She took out her phone and looked at the dialogue box again.
[...Your sister made significant contributions to Beihai City]
[But her status is indeed too sensitive, and she’s been targeted by many Ancient Immortals and Immortal Technique Masters]
[Currently, your family has been hidden and protected]
[We advise you to temporarily take a leave from school and hide with your family]
Guan Yue Ling’s sister, Guan Yuexi, was the one who was shot down by Ghost Messenger Xuntian that night in Beihai City, the mastermind behind Beihai.
Guan Yuexi herself has disappeared, nowhere to be found.
For Guan Yue Ling, perhaps taking a leave from school was the safest option.
She looked forlorn, her face pale, caught in indecision for several days.
"Where exactly did my sister go?
"Is she okay?
"West State should be safe, right?
"Could those people become desperate enough to run to West State?
"Will the West State Boss notice me?
"If he could just pay a bit of attention to me, would I be able to safely continue my studies?"
But who could say for sure about these things?
Guan Yue Ling also understood that out of the millions of people in West State, it’s impossible for them to focus on everyone.
"Guan Yue Ling, do you want to go for barbecue? Expert Bai Mo is treating!"
Suddenly, hearing a classmate’s shout, Guan Yue Ling quickly shut off her phone, dazed, and responded.
"Ah, coming!"
...
Guan Yue Ling didn’t have much appetite, was the first to finish eating, the first to leave the barbecue restaurant, and the first to return to the dormitory.
Click.
Closing the dormitory door, she heard footsteps and laughter from the corridor outside.
"That last round, your werewolf pretending to be the sheriff was interesting, haha."
"Hehe, who said the one on top of the well is always a good guy?"
"Maybe there’s even a Dark Side Immortal Mage in the Immortal Committee?"
"Hahaha, you better not say things like that lightly."
The voices outside gradually faded. Guan Yue Ling sighed, climbed the ladder, and got onto the bed.
She lifted the bed curtain and started.
To see her bed was her sister Guan Yuexi, face and head bloodied and in a terrible state, curled up and gesturing for silence!
Her sister’s hair was disheveled, stuck to the scalp with sweat and blood, her complexion as yellow as parchment.
A thin silk robe covered her, masking all the sweat and blood stench.
Sweat beaded on Guan Yue Ling’s forehead, but she showed no change as she continued climbing onto the bed and lowered the curtain.
She typed on her phone for her sister to see.
[Contact the Immortal Committee?]
Her sister shook her head softly, typing on her phone in return.
[Water, food]
Guan Yue Ling hurriedly climbed off the bed, grabbed a meal card from the table, and was about to head to the cafeteria.
Clack! Clack!
The dormitory door was broken again! It wouldn’t open!
Guan Yue Ling took out her phone to call Lan Fangfang, asking her to get the key from outside to unlock it.