Chapter 47
With the familiar melody of "Unforgettable Tonight", the first Spring Festival Gala performance of Mo University in another world came to a successful conclusion.
But the students gathered on the playground were too excited to leave. Seeing this, Student Union President Wen Huayi slapped his head and came up with a brilliant idea.
After a brief discussion with the school leaders, she strode to the center of the stage and shouted to the students below: "Dear students, are you sleepy?"
The response from the students of Desert University resounded through the night sky:
"I'm not sleepy!" "I can still have fun for another hundred years!"
There was another boy on a tree branch beside the playground yelling:
"Why are you sleeping? How can you sleep at your age? Get up and have fun!"
The whole audience burst into laughter. Gu Liangyi and others who were about to return to the dormitory were also attracted. They stopped at the edge of the playground and looked at Wen Huayi in the center of the stage, wanting to know what the school’s next arrangements were.
"In that case," the student council president raised his right hand on the big screen, "Dear teachers and classmates, let's have some fun!"
"Next, please welcome our DJ!"
The camera lens tilted, and when the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, a black jacket and leather shoes was seen walking to the center of the stage and pointing his index finger at the night sky in a cool manner, the entire playground fell silent.
——Then, there was thunderous cheering!!
"Principal Zong is awesome!!!"
"Hahahaha awesome! The principal plays DJs while students dance, my life is worth it!!"
"Principal! I will sacrifice my life for you. We will fight wherever you say! As long as you give the order, we will immediately march north and launch a blitzkrieg—"
Of course, before this overly excited student could finish shouting, someone next to him covered his mouth and scolded him angrily: "Gu Liang is right next to you, be careful about the impact of the live broadcast! And I've told you so many times to add the last name when shouting!"
The boy was almost suffocated to death, and nodded desperately, feeling dizzy and dizzy.
Because it was so noisy around him, Gu Liangyi couldn't help but rub his almost deafening ears with his hands, but his face was also filled with a bright smile.
This was the first time that the principal, Zong Qinyuan, was a DJ. He was not very familiar with it at the beginning, but later he started to get excited and gradually let himself go, swaying his head and moving to the rhythm on the stage.
The audience in the Earth Live Studio also danced with them, but the comments were becoming more and more critical as time went by:
"I am dying of laughter. It turns out that Principal Zong is a loyal fan of Second Hand Rose?"
"Who the hell chose this song? Come out! Who's playing suona at a disco?"
“This is a song my dad listened to…it’s really vintage.”
"The aesthetics of the older generation. My dad also likes to listen to this. Last time he heard "Lonely Man" on the street, he looked nostalgic and said that this was the song that his classmates sang when they were young."
"How old is Principal Zong this year? Is he fifty?"
"I don't think so. Looking at the information on the official website of Mo Da, I remember that he should have come after 2000."
“Do the post-2000s also go clubbing?”
“People born in the 2000s all had smartphones!”
"... I, the post-Millennials, will just quietly watch your discussion. We, the post-Millennials, have only grown up, not been buried. Don't imagine us to be cavemen, OK?"
"Gu Liang should be considered a person born in the 1930s, right? He is relatively young, and most of his classmates are born in the 1920s. Is there a generation gap when he communicates with his classmates?"
"Well... Anyway, I didn't feel it when I watched the live broadcast."
"Hahahaha, Gu Liang's expression made me laugh to death. Did you see the scene where Zhuge Xiaoqiang dragged him to the playground to dance with that group of people? Isn't the generation gap here?"
“Gu Liang: Where am I and what am I doing? (Little man with big question mark.jpg)”
"And this (It's so hard to keep smiling.jpg), I think my second personality is about to burst out and attack Zhuge Xiao, he's so brave hahahaha."
"Brother Yi is coming! Dear audience friends, let's wait and see. He is here to save the princess... No, is he here to save the prince of the devil? He has squeezed into the crowd! He is almost there! Soon, he will succeed. He only needs one last step -"
In the dark and crowded crowd, the restless music made Gu Liangyi a little restless. He stood in the crowd, feeling dizzy as he was pushed around. Suddenly, a big hand behind him grabbed his arm firmly and pulled him out of the crowd.
The black-haired young man awkwardly pushed the crooked glasses on his nose and coughed.
"…Thanks, Brother Yi."
This was the first time Yi Yan heard Gu Liang call him by this name since his second personality awakened.
He looked at the fair and handsome face of the young man under the changing stage lights, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly: "Go back, don't stay up too late even if it's a holiday."
Gu Liangyi was indeed a little sleepy, but he glanced at the dense crowd and asked, "Shouldn't we wait for them?"
"No need." Yi Yan said ruthlessly.
He glanced at the hesitant Gu Liangyi, paused, and added: "It's so dark and noisy, we can't find them."
Gu Liang thought that was true. His secondary personality snorted in his mind, "Don't be fooled by him. He just wants to find a reason to go back to the dormitory with you alone."
The two personalities knew exactly what Yi Yan was thinking, but neither of them exposed him. They just quietly left the playground side by side, leaving Zhuge Xiao in the crowd with his eyes closed, dancing the cha-cha around an enthusiastic school girl in ecstasy - but he soon realized something was wrong, and when he opened his eyes, he was horrified to find that the person standing in front of him was not a school girl at all, but the dying Yan Beichen!
"Why aren't you dancing anymore?" Yan Beichen twisted his wrist and slowly revealed a sinister smile, "You were still patting your chest and saying you would introduce a girl to me half an hour ago, but you turned around and left me and Lao Si behind to dance with a girl here by yourself, right?"
Zhuge Xiao: “…………”
He subconsciously turned his head to ask Gu Liangyi for help, but found that the other party had been squeezed away somewhere.
Zhuge Xiao took a deep breath and slid to his knees on the spot:
"Brother Yan, I was wrong!!!"
The next day.
Most of the students of Mo University were still sleeping after a night of partying, but a team of the special forces group had already quietly set out from the campus.
Their mission in Morton City this time was to take over from the special forces team that stayed in the city. After all, it was New Year's Day, and it was not good to always let the same group of people be on duty.
Moreover, the experts at the command center have urged us again and again. Foreigners don’t celebrate the Spring Festival, and they are waiting to study the advanced civilization technology in the tower, and their eyes are almost turning green with envy!
"These, and these, all packed!"
Wherever the special task force went, anything that could be dismantled was moved away and cleared away, even the judgement seat where the city lord and Gu Liang had sat was not spared.
The entire courtroom was in a mess, but Gong Ming felt that this was not enough. He stared at the floor tiles in front of him with regret, and his expression made him look eager to pry away the ground as well.
But he finally restrained himself, waved his hand regretfully, and just let the convoy loaded with goods rush along the main road of Morton City, heading out of the city in a swaggering manner.
Ever since they were physically purified by the thermobaric bomb that day, the few dozen fallen mages left in the city have become much more obedient. They live scattered around the city and no longer cause trouble. However, some furtive figures can often be seen wandering around the special operations team, and some even give magic crystals to Gong Ming and Jin Xuan, who are based in the city, hoping to get some inside information from them.
Of course, both of them accepted such bribes.
As for the news?
Everyone can laugh it off, Gong Ming thought. Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to return the magic crystals that I have obtained, not even in this lifetime.
"Regarding Gu Liang's proposal, how is your team's progress recently?"
After finishing his work here, he took some time to go see Jin Xuan.
Coincidentally, Jin Xuan was reporting the progress via video to the Liaison Department. She pointed to the stool in the corner and asked Gong Ming to find a place to sit. Gong Ming smiled dumbly and didn't care. He moved the stool and sat not far from her, listening to Jin Xuan's report to Zong Qinyuan:
"Principal Zong, we have been conducting a census registration in the city these past few days. The current progress is about 85%, but for the remaining races, I think we can no longer rely on simple voluntary registration and food distribution to solve the problem."
"These people are either slaves of extremely low status or even death row slaves, or mages who simply don't care about that little bit of food. To be honest, it's a bit difficult to deal with them."
Hearing this, Gu Liang turned his head and looked at Zong Qinyuan.
"Principal Zong, I can handle the problem with the mage," he said, "but it's impossible for us to change the ideas of the natives of this world in a short period of time, so what do you think...?"
Zong Qinyuan sighed and said, "I understand. We are not here to start a liberation movement for the other world. But if we keep these people in the city, firstly, their living conditions are extremely backward, which will cause the spread of various plagues and diseases; secondly, we cannot stop the operation of this city. Once ordinary races start to resist, it will cause big trouble."
Lu Lang was troubled by this matter for a long time.
In fact, China holds a neutral attitude towards this. He personally feels that when human civilization is struggling to survive, it is not appropriate to pour a large amount of resources into the slums of Morton City which have no value.
However, the voices of human rights and animal protection organizations in some countries are too loud, so they can only communicate with the school in the most tactful way, asking them to help these natives of the other world as much as possible. Of course, the primary goal must be to ensure the daily life and personal safety of the desert university students in the city.
"And on the bright side, haven't we been discussing this with the Magic Guild recently?" Zong Qinyuan said, "We have to find a reason to get that guy pretending to be Alpha to come to our home ground. Alpha himself also said that his teacher's greatest wish is to open a branch of the Magic Guild in Morton City. Basically all the mages in the headquarters know this."
"So if the imposter wants to continue to impersonate him, he can't remain indifferent to this proposal."
Jin Xuan: "Okay, then I'll let the team members continue to think of ways to see if they can register another group of people. By the way, when can you come to help us, Captain? I've been working overtime for several days in a row!"
After just two minutes of being serious, Jin Xuan could no longer maintain her appearance and lay on the table wailing.
Yi Yan glanced at Gu Liangyi who was sitting next to him.
"Soon," he said, "Once the headquarters has prepared the ID cards, we will enter the city."
*
【Name】：Ramo
Age: 11
[Race]: Dwarf/Goblin (mixed race)
Ramo's mother is a dwarf and his father is a goblin. It is said that their ancestors were mixed with elves, so Ramo is much taller than the ordinary mixed-race dwarves and goblins.
Ramo's family is a rare group of native inhabitants of Morton City. Unlike those criminals who fled here after committing murder and arson, their ancestors have lived here for generations. Not to mention breaking the law, they have never even killed a chicken.
He was now sitting on the steps in front of his house, curiously looking through the simple round ID card he had just received today.
There is a needle on the back of this thing, which can be used to pin it on the clothes on the chest. Now Ramo and his friends have to do this when they go out, otherwise they will attract the inspection of the black-robed wizards patrolling the streets.
Ramo pointed the smooth and thin disc at the two suns in the sky, and repeatedly observed the intricate watermarks and transparent colored lines on it, as well as the neat words written in some unknown way. The more he looked at it, the more he thought it was really beautiful. He had never seen such an exquisitely crafted thing in his life. If it was placed in a well-decorated shop, Ramo felt that it could be sold for at least half a magic crystal.
This "ID card" comes from Yiwu, China.
If you are a fan of the second dimension, you should be very familiar with it, because on Earth, it has another nickname, called "Baji". In other words, it is a round badge with various patterns printed on it.
“Is this me?”
Ramo stared at the large portrait for a long time. In the center of the disc was a light green head with a pair of big eyes. It was staring blankly ahead, and there seemed to be a hint of fear in its eyes.
This is because when they were registering, the whole family was pulled into a black tent and had a headshot taken while sitting on chairs.
The first time Ramo faced the flash light, he was so frightened that his whole body froze, and he thought the machine in front of him was going to suck away his soul as well.
However, his reaction was better than that of his mother and brother, both of whom fainted after the flash lights came on. Ramo almost burst into tears.
It didn't take long before the black-robed wizard standing over there came over and skillfully took out a small bottle of white particles from his pocket - he said it was called "smelling salts". He put it under the noses of the mother and brother and let them smell it. Just a few seconds later, the mother and brother woke up with a sneeze.
"Magic is really amazing," Ramo stood up after noticing his brother coming back from the street, pinned his ID card on his clothes, and said to him excitedly, "I want to be a magician in the future!"
"Shh, stop talking nonsense!"
His brother glared at him, looked around, and lowered his voice to scold him: "Don't you know that things have changed in the city? Even the mages have different forces. I went out to ask around today, and the rumor in the city is that the city lord has died a long time ago. The one who is in charge of the city now is the demon god Seris. You better be careful with your words!"
Rameau was shocked: "Seris? But didn't he die a long time ago?"
“No!”
His brother pulled him into the door and said, "Seris was only sealed. He was never dead from the beginning. These black-robed mages on the street are his current believers and followers. They are definitely more brutal than the fallen mages. Don't forget the explosion two days ago. If you mess with them, you will die without knowing how you died!"
Ramo blinked and said hesitantly, "But, it seems that they have never attacked ordinary races, right?"
The elder brother was speechless for a moment, but he still insisted on his opinion: "Just because you haven't taken action now doesn't mean you won't do it later. Anyway, you better be careful. Don't go out on the street or go to work during this period. Don't you see that those strong beastmen don't dare to go out on the street?"
"But……"
Ramo turned around and looked inside the house in embarrassment. His mother was sitting on a bed made of straw mats, trying to comfort her sister who was running a high fever in her arms.
"If we don't go to work, where will the food come from?" he questioned, "And my sister, she has been sick for more than a day..."
Normally, when ordinary races in the city get sick, they will go to the fallen wizards to ask them for medicine. The price they pay is very high, and the effect is not necessarily guaranteed to cure the disease.
But this is a seller's market. Even if the fallen wizard kills the patient, the family can only consider themselves unlucky and dare not protest.
"Let's hold on for a while. We still have some food at home." The elder brother's expression was also very heavy, although the food was distributed by the special operations team when they went to apply for ID cards. "I will go to the streets tomorrow to ask around and see what the demon god wants to do after he comes back."
They were so afraid because the former demon gods had done too many evil things on this continent.
Exterminating a clan, poisoning, using living flesh and blood to feed Gu, using any means necessary to expand the army of the undead... It can be said that there is nothing the devil cannot do, as long as they cannot think of it.
But before they could wait until the next day, a strange sound was heard from the end of the street.
“Tick-tick, tick-tick…”
The familiar melody of the sprinkler truck came from far away. Ramo leaned his head out curiously and found that it was a huge iron monster, which was still spraying white water all around.
It looked like it was... cleaning the street?
Rameau observed for a while and suddenly felt that he seemed to have discovered the truth.
Because their family had neither power nor status, and they were not willing to harm others by doing shady things, they had always lived in poverty. The place where they lived was also the worst area in the entire Morton City. The streets were full of garbage and sewage, and even with the door closed, they could smell the stench.
Although Ramo had long been accustomed to this harsh environment, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide when he saw the clean and tidy streets after the sprinkler truck left.
So awesome!
"I'm a tank soldier, and now I'm asked to drive a water truck," Yan Beichen complained in the driver's seat, "It's just a waste of talent."
"Stop complaining, Yan Lao Er," Zhuge Xiao put his hands outside the car window and used the plant purification spell he had just learned to purify the polluted air along the way. He also used his mind to talk to Yan Beichen, "Don't forget, even if Instructor Jiao lets you drive a tank, you haven't even passed the first subject test yet. When you return to Earth, you won't even be able to drive an automatic transmission."
"……cut."
The two of them entered the city at the same time as the main force today. The first thing Gu Liangyou did after entering the city was to gather all the fallen mages in the city again and force them to register their identities.
"I hope what happened last time won't happen again," the black-robed young man stood at the entrance of the tower. All the fallen mages lowered their heads and dared not look at him wherever his eyes swept. "If someone dares to attack my people again, I don't mind letting him know what it means to live a life worse than death."
"Do you understand?"
The fallen mages immediately nodded their heads vigorously.
"The ID cards will be handed over to you in two days, remember to come and get them then," Jin Xuan shouted with a loud speaker nearby, "Those who have taken the photos please go this way, we will also test your magic power levels, which are divided into three levels: black, white and blue. Different levels will be issued with different colored ID cards, everyone pay attention, next time you meet, check the color of each other's chest first, so you won't get confused!"
Originally, in order to hide their identities, the fallen mages would all wear silver masks to cover their faces, but after Jin Xuan did this, the mages who were originally reluctant to register their true appearance and real names suddenly became interested.
Their ideas are very consistent -
We are all not a good person. After so many years, who doesn’t have a few enemies or people they don’t like?
How can that work if my magic power level is not as good as his!
"The headquarters' idea is really good," Jin Xuan put down the loudspeaker and said to Gu Liangyou with a smile, "It immediately aroused their competitive spirit and made them go for the test obediently. It is much more efficient than forcing or threatening them."
Gu Liangyou glanced at the list in her hand: "What is the registration rate now?"
"About 97 percent," Jin Xuan said. "That's enough, actually. A 100 percent figure is unlikely to be achieved in the first place. The headquarters only requires us to achieve more than 95 percent."
"But now there is a new problem. One of our team members discovered that many people with weaker constitutions in the slums have fallen ill due to the cold weather, and they are worried that it is influenza or other infectious diseases. In order to control the outbreak, the antibiotics we brought with us may not be enough."
Yi Yan replied: "It's okay, we brought a lot when we came this time."
Gu Liangyou glanced at him and asked, "How do you plan to distribute it? Just act like a barefoot doctor and knock on doors and ask people if they need medicine?"
"Of course not," Yi Yan shook his head and said, "This is a good opportunity to win back people's hearts."
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