In the world history class, Ren was holding his head in a daze when his name was suddenly called on.
After waking up, Ren responded blankly twice, not knowing what happened.
The recent incident was over, and he returned to his normal campus life. In the past half month, news about new areas being attacked by attackers had been reported one after another, which made him think about the red-haired man from time to time.
Especially in boring classes.
for example......
Professor Ai waved her leaf palm: "Classmate Ren, please answer, what is the name of the thirteenth king of the Gangshan Empire I just talked about?"
Renn, who had been absentmindedly thinking about how to improve his strength to the level of the red-haired man, experienced confusion at the beginning. At this time, he was not at all panicked when he heard Professor Ai's question, and even couldn't help but think: This is not a good idea.
not simple?
Just when I was about to tell Professor Ai loudly, "I don't know", I heard Professor Ai's light words:
"If you can't answer the question, you will get 0 points for this semester."
Renn: "..."
One of the characteristics of students who cannot answer questions in class is that their eyes start to wander and look around.
I want to read the textbook, or want to ask other students for help.
Ren took aim too, and then he smiled.
Haha, this is also trying to stump me.
Looking at the title "Yogote, the King of the End" written on the blackboard, Ren replied confidently: "Yogote!"
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"wrong!"
"Why?"
"As the last king of the Steel Mountain Empire, Yogt is the ninth. So, classmate Ren, congratulations, you know the results earlier than anyone else."
"..."
"But~"
Sure enough, everything can have a "but", but this "but" is always followed by something else.
Professor Ai continued: "But I am willing to give you a chance. Your final test this semester will be to publish at least one paper in several academic journals specified by me. If you do it, you will get full marks. If you fail, you will get 0 points."
"ah?"
...
After comparing passing the exam with saving the world, Ren thought carefully and finally decided that the former was more important.
So he sat in front of the computer and spent an afternoon creating a new folder:
"paper".
Then, because my brain was overused, I lay down on the bed tired and satisfied and fell asleep.
Perhaps he thought too much about the red-haired man during the day, so in his dream he saw the gods he had met before.
Wolf, snake, owl, bear...
It's not accurate to say that he saw it, Ren just felt that he was in darkness, and the gods seemed to be crawling in the shadows around him, watching him.
Their strength pulled Renn, especially the Wolf God's, which made Renn unable to help but walk into the darkness in that direction.
As he went deeper, the influence of the gods on him gradually deepened, and Renn felt that his power continued to soar.
Make him want to get closer, keep getting closer.
As we walked, it seemed that the heroes of other powers had gradually moved away and become weaker and weaker, while the power of the Wolf God became stronger and stronger, as if they were getting closer to a blazing sun.
The body is gradually changing towards the white wolf, violent energy is surging in the body, but the expected side effects of destroying consciousness don't seem to exist, and Ren's brain is abnormally clear.
Being sober, Renn understood that as long as he continued to move forward, he would gain more power.
He continued to move towards the "sun" that could not be seen in the darkness.
But after taking a few steps, Ren's feet suddenly became empty, and then he found himself falling towards the endless dark abyss.
He waved his hands subconsciously, and his arm seemed to have hit something.
"Huh~"
Seeing that he had been lying on the edge of the bed for some time, half of his body was outside, his right hand was on the edge of the bed, and his palm was supporting the ground, Ren exhaled.
It turned out to be a dream.
"Did you think too much during the day?"
During the day, when he was thinking about how to improve his strength, he thought about whether he could use the power of the gods, as long as he could control the degree of erosion.
But this idea only flashed and he immediately rejected it. Not to mention that the risk of erosion was too great, the red-haired man was very likely to be the one who killed the Bear God.
Being able to defeat him must be incredible.
But I suddenly had this dream at night...
"Is that what I'm actually thinking?"
Ren shook his head, it didn't matter what he was thinking, reason told him not to do this.
After this experience, he became more awake. He looked at the time and saw that it was only two o'clock in the middle of the night. The computer on the table next to him that he had not turned off before going to bed still showed the empty folder on the screen.
I don’t know if it was the excitement just now that opened his mind, or if it’s because people’s minds become clearer in the middle of the night, and he suddenly had some ideas about the paper.
A historical thesis? Isn’t there a soul around me who survived who knows how many years ago?
Even if you write about what they eat for breakfast, how many hours they work during the day, and whether they play games at night, just these trivial matters, the paper will still be a success.
So Lane called Oates out.
"Oz, tell me quickly! Do you know any secret scandals or aristocratic romances? For example, ministers and queens having breakfast? Fallen kings engaging in prostitution during the day? Or gentle Earls transforming into beasts at night?"
Humph, whoever wants to write about something trivial should write something more explosive and shock the entire academic world!
As soon as Ozzy was called out, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard Ren's crackling words: "A true knight never cares about these things."
"Not caring doesn't mean you haven't heard it, right?"
Oates looked at the ceiling... it seemed that it was real, but he still said something like "A true knight never talks about other people's private rights and wrongs behind their backs."
"Then tell me if you have any stories about this."
"..."
Oates: "Real knights don't have stories like this."
Renn shook his head, is this the legendary saying that "drivers" don't need women?
In the end, the topic of the paper was settled on writing about Oates, but it was not a gossipy love story, it was just about the training, dogma, etc. of their Carmonk knights.
Wren is very confident in his topic selection. It doesn't matter whether the writing is good or not. At worst, he will find Lin's father, Boncells. With the spirit of chivalry in his brain, he will definitely be interested in this and ask him to fund the last journal.
Shouldn't be a problem.
Maybe we can expand the content, publish a copy for Oates, cheat...and invite Boncells to sponsor the release.
"A study on the training methods and daily life of Camonk knights."
Open the document and write a title.
Looking at the time, it's two o'clock in the morning.
Close the document and turn off the computer.
Lying on the bed, yawning all the time.
“The progress today is good, let’s keep up the good work tomorrow!”
After a few seconds: "Oz, can you learn to use a computer?"