Of course, the space for a crystal the size of a thumb is relatively small, only half a cubic meter, but it is enough to hold quite a lot of things.
Ding Yi was somewhat lost in thought again.
I've lost count of how many times this has happened tonight.
Although she had some suspicions, hearing Shen Qian personally admit to being the top scholar still felt unreal to her.
"The changes probably started this year..."
Shen Qian adjusted his posture, hugged Ding Yi from behind again, and began to tell Ding Yi about the past that Ding Yi did not know.
Ding Yi obediently leaned against Shen Qian and listened quietly.
Before sinking, he erased the existence of the system; this was a secret he could not share with anyone.
He simply attributed the root of his change to a sudden enlightenment.
As he had expected, Ding Yi did not press the matter further and remained quietly leaning on his shoulder.
She always trusted him so much, for three years now, always.
When Shen Qian mentioned that he had entered the training camp, he also made no attempt to hide Huo Ling'er's name.
He talked about scavengers, and recounted his first and second murders...
Ding Yi quietly tightened her grip on his hand.
Shen Qian also mentioned the inexplicable conflict with Zhao Xin, described how the Martial Arts Bureau framed him, and then Lao Liu arrived. In the dream, he became the last disciple of the big boss Gao.
There's also the conflict with Wang Shuo, the sudden awakening of his talent in alchemy, the recruitment by numerous universities, his rapidly improving abilities, his three consecutive championships in the college entrance examination, and even his conversation with Ma Gongzuo...
After omitting the parts about the system, Shen Qian told Ding Yi everything in great detail.
Although Ding Yi's expression didn't change much, the way he stared at Shen Qian's profile kept shifting.
When the conversation turned to the return trip after the college entrance examination and to Toothless Valley, Ding Yi, who hadn't said a word, noticed a change in Shen Qian's tone. She couldn't help but snuggle closer to Shen Qian, as if trying to dispel something with her warm body temperature.
"That Second Brother Song should be relieved, after all, you did help him get revenge."
Ding Yi said softly, quietly wiping away the tears that had fallen from the corners of Shen Qian's eyes with her fingers.
Shen Qian seemed oblivious, simply staring at the night sky, murmuring, "But I still have so many questions I can't figure out..."
"What confuses me the most is the mother and son standing on the street that day when the coffin was being sent off."
"It's tough and tiring... haha."
"I actually wanted to refute it at the time, but I didn't know how."
"I've spent my free time these past few days researching a lot of information. No, to be precise, I asked my third senior brother to help me research a lot of information, since he has higher access levels than me."
"It's shocking, you know that, Xiao Ding, it's truly shocking..."
"I initially thought that a 20% casualty rate for the Right Wing Battalion was already outrageous, but after checking, I discovered that in ordinary armies, the annual casualty rate is between 30% and 40%, and in some cases even exceeds 50%..."
"I thought about so many other things."
"For example, why are our cities surrounded by towering walls?"
“Famine, war, anomalies… the land is not as important as we imagine.”
"Actually, it's not low. An ordinary soldier without any cultivation can earn close to 200,000 a year. Elite troops like the Changyou Battalion can earn 500,000 a year, far exceeding the income of an average office worker."
"But from a risk perspective, the compensation is indeed too low, far too low..."
"They are people who are prepared to die in the restricted area at any moment!"
Ding Yi seemed to understand something, and continued to gently touch Shen Qian's cheek with her fingers, asking, "So... you want to go to the military?"
Shen Qian shook his head. "Actually... I haven't thought it through yet."
“But deep down, you want to go into the military. You want to do something, right?” Ding Yi seemed to see through Shen Qian’s thoughts.
“Yes.” Shen Qian nodded frankly. “Before coming to Beidu the night before last, I went to see my teacher. I didn’t want to break my promise to you, but I couldn’t forget the smile on Song Erge’s face before he died. I would like to ask my teacher for some answers.”
"What did Marquis Jingcheng say?" Ding Yi asked curiously.
"I didn't see the teacher."
Shen Qian shook his head. "But... on the sofa where the teacher usually sits, there is a book. I picked it up and found that it was an ancient book called Mencius."
"Huh?" Ding Yi was somewhat bewildered.
"At first I didn't understand it either, but I sat there and read the whole book, and found that in the end I only remembered one sentence."
Which sentence?
“…When you’re poor, you should cultivate your own virtue.” Shen Qian exhaled softly and said in a low voice.
Ding Yi remained silent.
There was clearly another sentence, but Shen Qian didn't say it.
Ding Yi lowered her eyes and grasped Chen Qian's hand again. "If you want to, then go. Actually, after coming to Beiwu, I found that many things are different from what I thought."
"Everyone is working very hard, and the dean has high hopes for me. Even though we're in the same school, we can't see each other often..."
"What are you thinking about?" Shen Qian suddenly smiled, interrupting Ding Yi, who was unusually talkative. "I didn't say I wasn't coming to Beiwu."
"Huh?" Ding Yi was completely confused and looked up at Chen Qian.
"That was my original plan. If all else fails, I'll take you to the military academy. They're both top-tier universities, so it'll be the same for you. But I'll have to find a way to convince you."
Shen Qian suddenly stood up, stretched, and said, "It wasn't until I came to Beiwu that I realized Old Wei had helped me solve a big problem... Old Wei is the Wei Sijian I mentioned before, the prized disciple of the vice dean of your Beiwu Pharmacy Academy."
Ding Yi nodded slightly, indicating that he remembered.
“I rejected him before, and he’s been plotting something big ever since. This morning, he took me to the School of Pharmacy and gave me something.”
"What?"
"this."
As Shen Qian spoke, he flipped his wrist and took out another document from his spatial ring, then handed it to Ding Yi.
Ding Yi also stood up, took the document and glanced at it. She felt an urge to lose herself in thought again, but she forcibly restrained herself.
This is an appointment letter.
The document bears the bright red seal of the School of Pharmacy in the lower right corner.
"It is proposed to appoint Mr. Shen Qian as a lecturer at the School of Pharmacy, Beidu Martial Arts University, to teach a new course titled... for a term of... "
The course and contract period are still blank, and the signature has not been obtained yet, but the college's seal cannot be faked.
This was a formal teacher appointment letter from Beiwu University, so formal it couldn't be more formal.
Ding Yi couldn't resist in the end and slightly parted her red lips.
And then... he succeeded before sinking.
Although there was no heavy snowfall, which was not quite the scene he had imagined, the moon was full in the sky, and the lights in the distance were hazy; everything was still perfect.
The shadows of the boy and girl overlapped on the ground.
It's intoxicatingly sweet.
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