Chapter 37 Wei Shengxue: You Haven’t Seen How Weird Those Medical Students Are
From a courtyard on the outskirts of the city, dull rumbling sounds were heard from time to time.
A farmer carrying a hoe and passing by not far away cleaned his ears and continued walking forward without even a second glance.
He is a villager living nearby. Since last month, he has often heard rumbling sounds in his village.
At first, they thought it was the wrath of heaven. Upon hearing it, they fell to the ground, trembling and daring not to move. But as time went on, they realized it was a goddess descending to earth, bringing down thunder from heaven. It was said she was even going to teach His Majesty about the power of thunder.
Oh my God, doesn’t that mean that His Majesty the Emperor will also be able to summon divine thunder in the future!
But these things have nothing to do with them, they just give them more topics to talk about under the big tree at the entrance of the village after the sun sets.
There was another huge boom.
Several people walking on the official road were frightened by the loud noise and staggered, almost falling to the ground. The farmer pulled them up, saving them from falling face first.
He smiled and said, "You are from outside."
The stranger was also surprised: "Brother, how did you know?"
The farmer said, "I'll know for sure just by looking at your performance."
People who have lived around here for a long time would not be scared at all, as they are used to hearing it.
The stranger became interested when he heard it and asked what it was.
It sounded like thunder from heaven, but how could there be thunder from heaven on earth, and it came from right next to us?
This person was none other than Gongshu Lang, the head of the Gongshu family.
The Gongshu school and the Mohist school have been at odds for a long time.
In terms of professional skills, the Mohists were close to the Gongshuists and were competitors.
From a historical perspective, in the eyes of Gongshujia's disciples, the founder of Mohism, Mozi, became famous by stepping on their ancestor Lu Ban.
In the past, Lu Ban made a siege ladder to help the King of Chu attack the State of Song. As a result, Mozi heard about it and ran to stop him. He conducted a mechanical siege drill with him. In the end, Lu Ban was defeated in nine battles, and the King of Chu had no choice but to give up attacking the State of Song.
Mozi became famous because of this, and his ideas of "universal love and non-aggression" became known to other countries.
Gongshujia: That's a despicable villain! He deliberately befriended our ancestor and used him as a stepping stone to fame!
But later the Mohist school split into three factions. The Mohists of Chu were mostly wanderers, the Mohists of Qi were good at debate, and the Mohists of Xiangli were good at manufacturing research and pursuing pragmatism. They were in good agreement with the Qin State and had been researching and manufacturing weapons for them for many years. It must be said that they also contributed to the Qin State's unification of the world.
Gongshu Lang came to Xianyang, the capital of Qin State, because he received a message from his disciples. A powerful tool for propaganda of ideas has appeared here. Each family has sent people here, and the Gongshu family must not fall behind.
He had read the letter sent by his disciple. The letter had several hundred words, but it was a thin piece of paper as thin as silk.
At first, he thought his disciples were extravagant and used silk cloth to send messages. But after a closer look, he found that it was a material he had never seen before, and its price was much lower than silk cloth.
I heard that it was taught by the immortal who spread it throughout the world during the First Emperor's reign.
He didn't know whether the immortal was real or fake, but based on the object she took out, he could tell that this person was definitely not ordinary.
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Things are different now. In the past, the vassal states still existed, and if one state failed, they would go to another, and there would always be a country that would treat them as guests of honor. But now, except for Qin, they can't go anywhere else.
Gongshu Lang had a vague premonition that whether Gongshu Jia could be favored by the king depended on this one chance.
With this premonition, he led a group of disciples to Xianyang City in person.
Facts proved that his trip was indeed correct. Before he even set foot in Xianyang City, he received a very interesting piece of news.
Unfortunately, the farmers didn't know much. Aside from the initial claim that the thunder had been bestowed by the goddess in heaven, the rest was just gossip and false rumors.
However, this news alone made him very interested and he felt that the trip was worthwhile.
"Let's go," he said to the disciples behind him, "first go to Gongshujia's station to gather information, and then go to see the First Emperor."
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At this time, in the Red Courtyard not far from them, the alchemists were picking out the fragments of the alchemy furnace.
They blew up the furnace again.
Since returning from Mount Tai and the East Sea, the alchemists have been divided into three groups.
A group of people followed Xu Sheng to learn about sailing, and they would go out to sea once the big ship was built.
As for what he was looking for, the First Emperor did not say, but he had to find something good to atone for his sins.
Another group of people, before dying, had hoped to inject pesticides directly into crops to make them grow larger and more abundant. Most of them were assigned by the immortals to research fertilizers.
I've already made fertilizer from feces and urine, and I've heard it's quite effective; the crops on the acres of land that have been fertilized have grown exceptionally well. I'm currently researching the green manure the immortals mentioned.
Those people spent their days dealing with all kinds of grasses, fresh, half-rotten, and completely rotten, along with some rotten leaves and the remains of grains. When they fermented together, the smell was truly unforgettable.
Thinking about their colleagues who deal with those things all day long and have become so pickled, and thinking about another group of colleagues who soak in water all day long and are almost turned into salted fish, these alchemists in the yard feel that they are already very happy.
Although there is the danger of being blown away from time to time, at least we have good food and drink, and except for not being able to go out, all the treatment is comparable to before.
Especially His Majesty the Emperor, who once again gave them whatever they wanted.
As long as they can use it, no matter how rare or precious the item is, they can be sent in.
This made them feel a little elated, and they even thought it would be nice to live like this for the rest of their lives.
They had no idea that they had gone from being guests of honor to being wage earners.
The loud rumbling sound just now was caused by them.
Compared to the beginning, they have learned to dodge and clean up the battlefield skillfully, and have also learned to analyze which link has gone wrong from the wreckage.
They walked out of the shelter, dug out the fragments of the furnace, and carefully collected the charred residue.
Sit together and review the operations just now.
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Several alchemists gathered around the alchemy furnace. One of them carefully lifted the lid of the furnace, and another held a delicate small scale with a small pile of black powder on it. He carefully poured it into the furnace, looking inside every time he poured a little, and described it in detail to the alchemist holding pen and ink behind him, who recorded the reaction of each recipe.
This black powder needs to be added very carefully. It is flammable and explosive and can cause an explosion if not handled with care.
The Taoist priest was very careful and scraped in the powder and ink stuck on the scale. He did not dare to be careless at all and immediately stepped back after putting it in.
The other alchemist holding the lid saw that he had finished, and tried hard to control the urge to retreat. He didn't dare to shake his hands at all, and gently and slowly covered the furnace from below.
They had learned from previous explosions that even a heavy lid could cause an explosion. After several tests, they concluded that the lid was vibrating the furnace.
After reaching this conclusion, the alchemists looked so excited that they wanted to curse, but they still wrote down their discovery honestly.
As soon as the lid was closed, the last alchemist retreated a long way, hid behind a cement shelter, and looked out to observe.
The flame was still burning, and after a while, the alchemy furnace began to vibrate slightly, and then the amplitude became larger and larger.
As soon as they saw this performance, they knew what was going on. They all shrank their necks and feet, not daring to show even a hair.
Sure enough, after a while, a slight crackling sound came from the place where the alchemy furnace was.
This time, the alchemists covered their ears as well.
Boom——
Accompanied by a huge explosion, furnace fragments flew everywhere and choking smoke rolled in, instantly turning this not-so-small room into a smoke-filled battlefield.
The alchemists hid behind the shelter for a while, and some of those who were closer to the windows reached out and pried open the windows to let fresh air in.
The wind blew away the overly strong pungent smell inside.
After a while, when the thick smoke slowly dissipated, a Taoist priest wearing thick clothes and not even showing his face came with a long-handled tool to collect the residue.
"Ahem, this is getting more powerful."
Lu Sheng walked out from behind the shelter and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He patted his chest in fear and felt his body again, making sure that no limbs were missing and that there was no heavy bleeding. Only then did he feel relieved. His position was extremely dangerous. A piece of flying iron was directly inserted into the concrete bunker. Fortunately, the bunker was thick enough, otherwise it would have pierced through him along with it.
Hou Sheng walked out from the other side and saw that more bunkers were broken in front of them than last time. He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "The power has increased again this time. That's great."
Another alchemist beside him sighed heavily, "What's the point of having great power? Something that can't be controlled is useless."
Someone patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Our time here is not wasted. At least we know what can be used in it and what cannot be put in it."
Talking about their research during this period, it has been quite eventful.
The methane that caused the previous explosion was turned into a fire dragon spear that could spit fire with the help of their wild imagination and the Mohist black technology.
Unfortunately, the gunpowder described by the immortal never came to fruition.
In fact, it's not that there are no finished products, but they are all uncontrollable like they are now. They can observe when the alchemy furnace will explode, but they can't bring one or two alchemists with them every time they use it and ask them to take out the alchemy furnace on the spot.
Just as they were looking worried, there was a knock on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
"My lords, the Immortal Master sent over something he said was sulfur for you to use in refining gunpowder."
When Hou Sheng heard this, a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes and he opened the door in a flash.
"Quick! Where is the thing? Give it to me!"
"What is it? What did the immortal send?"
As soon as Hou Sheng brought the things in, a group of alchemists surrounded him and asked questions repeatedly, craning their necks curiously.
In their opinion, this must be the guidance given by the immortal because he knew that they had been researching for a long time without any results.
When the package was opened, there was a pile of yellow powder inside.
"What's this?"
Someone took a pinch, sniffed it, and licked it: "This seems to be sulfur."
"sulfur?!"
"We don't make wine here, and no one has rotten skin. Why would the immortal send sulfur here?"
"There must be a deep meaning behind the immortal's action!" Lu Sheng said firmly.
"Don't the immortals know that this is the time when we are researching gunpowder?"
As soon as he pointed out this crucial moment, someone suddenly realized, "We just failed once, and then the immortal's stuff arrived. This must be the material that will help us develop the correct formula!"
"We've already found two materials that we use every time, and this might be the last one."
The alchemists looked at each other, then stood up and left the room.
Because they were very destructive and things broke quickly, Ying Zheng prepared many identical rooms for them on this farm.
They were heading to another intact room to conduct further research.
However, with the correct materials, they may be able to successfully research it in the near future.
The golden sunlight sprinkled on the ground, stretching their shadows long, and the sound of tapping footsteps sounded in a disorderly manner.
It seemed to blend in faintly with the sound of wheels rolling on the street.
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The wheels turned round and round, bringing one girl after another onto the car.
"I'm finally going to school. From now on, I'll be the immortal's student." A girl in pink jumped out of the car and said with anticipation.
"That's hard to say. The immortal may only point out one or two of us. How can we have the audacity to call ourselves his disciples?" A serious tone came from the side, and one could tell from the tone that the owner must be a serious and meticulous person.
Even though her good day was dashed by someone, the girl in pink was not angry at all. She turned around with a look of surprise on her face and said, "Sister Xia, you're here too."
Doctor Xia got off the carriage, and the servant beside her carried a box down from the carriage. The box was not big, only reaching the height of her knees.
The girl in pink looked around and realized she only had this one suitcase. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Xia, is this all you have? We're going to be here for six days!"
Doctor Xia glanced at the servants behind her who were still moving the luggage. One box, two boxes, three boxes, in a short while the luggage had piled up higher than a person.
She couldn't help but remind him, "We share a room with four people in school. How much space do you think we have for our luggage?"
The girl in pink was stunned. She had never thought about this before.
She was not very old, and was attended to by servants and maids. If she went on a long journey, her mother would pack her luggage for her, so she did not have to worry about it herself.
But when Doctor Xia said this, she finally understood.
Nowadays, houses, especially bedrooms, are not built too large. If they are a little larger, they will be divided into two parts by screens.
She thought back to the rooms in her house. The largest one was the living room, but if four people were to live in it, it would be quite crowded.
After all, beds, tables, dressing tables and other things take up a large area.
"Oh, what should I do? I've brought so much luggage that I'm afraid I'll have nowhere to put it. But these are all the things I use every day, and I'm afraid I won't be used to it if I don't bring them."
Doctor Xia didn't try to persuade him. She had checked the place beforehand, and the only personal belongings she could find were the ones at her feet. Everything was provided at the school, and she didn't even need to bring her own bedding.
At this time, the gate opened and a little palace maid in white walked out from the school gate.
The Qin people valued black. Logically, as an immortal, he should have made his subordinates wear black clothes. However, this little palace maid wore white clothes, which was unusual.
Everyone kept this scene in mind, thinking of finding an opportunity to solve the mystery.
"Dear students, please follow me. Today is registration day. Family members accompanying you can enter the school together, but once school officially starts tomorrow, these people will have to leave."
She looked around, focusing on the servants, and her meaning was obvious: she was referring to these people.
As soon as these words came out, someone immediately spoke up, "Ah? Then how are we going to dress and put on makeup? There's no one to take care of our lives."
Some people even gave silver to the young palace maid, saying, "Please be more flexible."
The young maiden's face turned stern, and she firmly refused. She continued, "Everyone, these are the school rules. The school's rules and regulations were sent to your homes yesterday. Haven't you read them?"
Forehead……
Can they say that they were too excited yesterday and drank too much in the restaurant, and were afraid of delaying today's important events, so they went home to wash up and go to bed?
The little maid said solemnly with a stern face, "This is the school rule. If you don't want to follow it, leave now."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the door.
Everyone looked at each other, not daring to make a sound anymore. They all led their servants and followed her inside.
This was their first time entering this place.
From the moment they stepped into the courtyard, the exclamations never stopped.
To reach the dormitory, one has to pass through a long corridor, which is very common here. It is built along both sides of the yard to avoid sunlight in summer and snow and rain in winter.
Generally speaking, a lamp is placed at regular intervals along the corridor to provide lighting at night.
This place is no exception.
But they were not lights, but green beads.
Seeing their curiosity, the little palace maid introduced them to something. She didn't say where these beads came from, but it was not difficult to hear the pride in her tone that this was obviously something related to immortals.
"This lamp doesn't need a candle. Just place it here and it will glow automatically when it gets dark. It's brighter than the candles in the palace!"
This was obviously a very magical thing, causing the girls to exclaim in amazement.
"But why are they all green? If they were colored or white, the light would be more comfortable."
Upon hearing this, the little palace maid's face fell.
"This was set up by an immortal, so it's naturally based on his preferences. Is it your turn to choose?"
The girl's face changed as she hurriedly explained, "No, no, that's not what I meant. I just said..."
The more anxious she became, the less she could speak, and the less she could speak, the more anxious she became. In just a few breaths, her forehead was soaked with beads of sweat from nervousness.
Wang Yu, who was walking in front of her, took over the conversation with a smile, his gentle words having a miraculous effect of easing the atmosphere: "Please don't blame her. She is young and naive, and this is her first time seeing the magical power of immortals. She wants to see more immortal arts. Please forgive me if I have offended her."
The young palace maid was just dissatisfied with their comments on the immortals, but after listening to her explanation, she realized that she was not disrespectful to the ancestors, so she went down the stairs.
However, she no longer introduced to everyone what happened along the way, but just kept walking.
On the way, they saw straight, branchless trees and some unrecognizable but very tenacious grass. There was a circle of grass planted under each tree, trimmed into a long strip, which seemed to have a purpose other than just background.
When she stopped, she saw a few big words: Dormitory Area.
Bringing them here, the maid's mission was complete. She pointed to a row of rooms and said, "This is the student dormitory. Four people in a room. Each student can choose a room of their choice."
This was decided by Princess Yangzi after careful consideration.
Those who can participate in the selection this time are all well-known people. If a conflict occurs, it will be embarrassing for everyone.
In particular, if it affects the mood of the immortal, it would be a sin.
It would be better to let them choose roommates that suit them, which would save them a lot of trouble.
So everyone chose their rooms according to the roommates they had decided on yesterday.
This row of houses are all facing the sun, and there is no question of whether they are good or bad, so I just picked some at random and there were no conflicts.
It is worth mentioning that Xia Yinu, Song Jing, and Wang Yu entered the same room. The last person in the room was the granddaughter of Zhisu Nei Shi, named Shaolan.
When Wang Yu saw his three roommates, he suddenly chuckled and thought that this dormitory was really interesting.
Xia Jianjia, the daughter of the Xia doctor, is the granddaughter of the doctor Xia Wuqie. She has been familiar with medical books since childhood and followed her grandfather to treat patients and save lives. She must have come here to learn art.
As for the other granddaughter of the Zhisu Nei Shi family, she wasn't quite familiar with her, but within her small circle, she knew her somewhat. Her mother's family was a major merchant family, and she was a skilled trader, eager to become a well-traveled merchant like her maternal grandfather. She wondered if she was here to learn medicine, or to network and do business.
As for Song Jing, relying on her relationship with Princess Yang Zi, she also knew a little bit about it. The immortal himself had asked that those who stayed should only be befriended and not offended.
Only after greeting his three roommates did Wang Yu begin to carefully observe the situation in the dormitory.
The bed was no smaller than the ones at home, but it was just a bare bed without any supporting frames at the four corners, and there was not even a place to hang a bed curtain.
Fortunately, she looked up and found a ring hanging from it. On the ring were two layers of thin curtains, one thin and the other thick. She walked over and removed them. The curtains fell down and just covered the entire bed.
Seeing this, Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, at least the privacy in bed can be guaranteed.
She turned her gaze to the other side, where there were cabinets occupying one wall.
The cabinet had eight doors in total, top, bottom, left and right. She guessed that there should be two doors for each person, one large and one small.
Looking to the side, there is a row of tables and four stools. This should be their desks, but what about the dressing table?
There is no dressing table here, so it seems that many of the jewelry brought as gifts will have to be taken back.
"Everyone, come here quickly. I found a student handbook that lists the school's rules. Everyone, come and take note of it. Don't break any taboos."
Wang Yu was about to go sit down at the desk when she heard Shao Lan's voice from the other end. She immediately stopped and turned to walk over there.
"The first rule prohibits using what you've learned to stab a classmate dozens of times. The second rule prohibits sleeping in the dormitory with a dead body in your arms. The third rule prohibits dancing in public with a skeleton in your arms..."
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If the first point is understandable, then the second and third points are such shocking behavior...
"Is this really something a human can do?!"
Doctor Xia, who knew a little about the situation, added silently, "I heard that the first three pieces of the pair in front were personally selected by the immortal."
"I originally wanted to see what kind of rules could be made by an immortal himself. Now it seems that I am not very knowledgeable after all."
Wang Yu's heart was pounding silently beside him, and he replied with a wooden face, "This is the first time I've realized that I'm so short-sighted."
Who on earth would do such a thing?
Is this something a normal person can do?!
If Wei Shengxue were here, she would definitely answer her seriously:
Behind every outrageous regulation, there is an even more outrageous story.
When she was in school, she saw a lot of rumors about the medical school next door on the forum.
Many behaviors that seem strange to them are very common among medical students.
For example, if you put a gray-white bone frame in your roommate's bed, it will emit green light and make a creaking sound when you touch it.
For example, when others are happy, they sing and dance, but they just hold their skeletons and dance the waltz.
For example, because of an argument with a classmate, he stabbed the classmate 32 times, but was finally diagnosed with minor injuries.
She is doing this to take precautions!
As a fellow medical student, she wasn't sure if the people here would catch the same bugs as interstellar medical students. Anyway, it was always a good idea to make some rules in advance.
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