Chapter 137 The Passing Years
"Again!"
"Oh dear, I can't go on anymore, let me rest."
In the practice room covered with soft padding, Xiang Xin, who had been pampered on the floor, lay flat on the spot.
Lin Xi wiped away her sweat, looked down and tugged at her: "Get up, you're the one who's going to save the world."
Xiang Xin gasped for breath: "No, no, the client has already tortured me mentally, and now you're physically torturing me. I'm just a nobody, please let me go..."
Lin Xi shook her head slightly.
Who isn't a nobody?
Before the apocalypse truly arrived, Xiang Xin imagined it would be an exciting and different world. She didn't feel a sense of identification with it; she just thought it was like a shonen manga or game, a new and challenging world for her.
But Lin Xi is not an option.
She had been preparing for the apocalypse for too many years, but there still wasn't enough time. The time she spent practicing martial arts at the gym was something she squeezed out from her research institute, and she couldn't let it go to waste.
So she went to another room and called Liang Hui out to be beaten.
This kid always felt that no matter how skilled Lin Xi was in martial arts, she was still a girl and couldn't make up for the difference in strength between men and women.
In his past life, Liang Hui would subconsciously place Lu Wei and himself in the main combat positions of the four-person team. In this life, Liang Hui goes easy on Lin Xi, who is eager to fight.
However, Lin Xi's combat experience and skills accumulated during her two lifetimes of apocalypse have made up for the power gap between men and women.
"Stop!" When he was tripped and fell to the ground during the fight, Liang Hui instinctively raised his hand to protect the back of his head.
Unlike zombies, which would grab and bite while fighting, making them difficult to defend against, Liang Hui was merely a sparring match, so Lin Xi stopped.
Liang Hui: "I've always been curious how Brother Lu could have two female friends, now I know. You and Brother Lu didn't meet through boxing, did you?"
Lin Xi shook her head: "We met because we were beaten up."
Liang Hui: "You hit him too?"
Lin Xi: "..."
The truth is often something people are unwilling to say easily.
After their sparring session, Lin Xi and Xiang Xin quickly tidied themselves up and left the martial arts hall.
The front desk was still the same, and the honor wall behind it was covered with medals and group photos from previous competitions, but none of them belonged to Lin Xi.
In this life, she didn't have much interaction with the martial arts school. She only paid money there to borrow a place to practice her kung fu. She also squeezed out time to exercise during her busy studies.
After Professor Zhang Zheng turned her away, Lin Xi went to work under another rigid and strict professor, Song Heng.
Everyone in the medical school knows that Song Heng and Zhang Zheng, two factions within the Nanhua Biological Research Institute, are at odds.
The difference between the two is that Song Heng is more inclined to scientific research, studying existing biology and viruses. Most students will participate in clinical internships, and those with outstanding abilities will be taken into Professor Song Heng's laboratory to participate in existing virus research that has not been made public.
Zhang Zheng is passionate about business collaborations, such as researching new drugs, and frequently attends presentations and partners with manufacturing companies. Therefore, Zhang Zheng is more well-known to the public than Song Heng.
Song Heng is a serious, middle-aged mentor with a receding hairline. He has devoted all his passion and energy to dealing with the virus, leaving little time and energy for his students. However, he does not take it lightly; on the contrary, he is very strict.
He is a responsible person, and achieving educational results in a limited time requires high efficiency, so the pressure on his students is greater than that on Zhang Zheng's students.
All Lin Xi can do right now is to perform well in front of Song Heng. Although Song Heng's reputation in the Institute of Biology is not as good as Zhang Zheng's, he still has quotas for people to enter the institute's laboratories.
Lin Xi chose a professional master's program, which requires her to participate in an internship at a hospital.
In 2025, when I'll be a third-year graduate student, if I can find an opportunity to transfer to Hongwen Hospital, I'll be closer to the virus.
For certain specific purposes, Lin Xi had to become an outstanding student. The three years of graduate school were not easy, even more difficult than the senior year of high school and the four years of undergraduate studies.
The higher you go, the fewer competitors you have, but the more intense the competition becomes.
Since Lin Xi was reborn and chose to study medicine, she has hardly had time to catch her breath. She forced herself to become an elite that she could never have access to before, making efficient use of every moment and every brain cell.
When Lin Xi felt powerless, she would also give a wry smile.
I probably wasted too much time in the past, slacking off in my studies and work, and lying down for so many years during the apocalypse, using up all my free time, which is why I'm working so hard now.
There were other minor incidents amidst the hard work.
Apart from Lin Xi, no one knew about the calamity to come. Everyone lived their lives step by step, and everyone had their own joys at their respective age.
Lin Xi has a classmate named Cheng Ling, who is in the same year as her but has a different tutor. Cheng Ling is Zhang Zheng's student, and they have some overlapping general courses.
They were assigned to the same group during the last data exchange, and there was some overlap.
After that exchange, Cheng Ling began to send Lin Xi messages frequently, sometimes as greetings, sometimes as professional exchanges.
Lin Xi has never been a good communicator. She used to blend into the crowd quietly, but now she is under too much pressure and has no interest in socializing. She still hasn't developed any new social networks.
But her poor communication skills don't mean she's slow-witted; the young man's intentions were all too obvious.
During yet another "chance encounter in the lab," Lin Xi did not shy away.
Cheng Ling politely sat down to the side and, from a professional perspective, joined the conversation with Lin Xi about the experimental content.
Lin Xi replied politely, but she only answered and didn't start a new topic, which quickly led to an awkward silence.
Cheng Ling patiently waited for Lin Xi to finish her experiment before finally preparing to invite her to dinner.
Lin Xi asked first, "Excuse me, do you want to be friends with me?"
Caught off guard by such a blunt remark, Cheng Ling adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and nodded, saying, "You're quite straightforward."
Lin Xi: "I'm sorry, we're not a good match."
The girl in front of him had always given off a gentle and reserved vibe, so Cheng Ling was surprised to be rejected so directly. He awkwardly adjusted his glasses and asked, "Could you tell me what's wrong with this?"
Lin Xi was taken abackâshe should have just said she didn't like it!
Lin Xi, who lived in peacetime, had also faced this situation. All she had to do was follow the crowd and say, "We're not a good match," and the other person would understand. Why did this person keep asking?
Lin Xi lowered her head and packed her backpack, then blurted out, "Because you're academic, and I'm professional."
"Is that so?" Cheng Ling chuckled at this remark. "But actually, I still want to start working right after graduating with my master's degree, even if it's just an academic one, I can work in a hospital. People who truly pursue academic research, like Professor Zhang, are extremely rare."
Lin Xi agreed with the second half of the sentence.
Cheng Ling: "I heard you applied to do an internship at Hongwen Hospital. You're planning to start working after graduating from your third year of graduate school. Aren't we on the same wavelength?"
Cheng Ling added, "At our age, it's perfectly normal to plan ahead for work, relationships, and the future."
Yeah?
Lin Xi replied directly, "I don't like it, and I don't want to be in a relationship."
Even if the apocalypse doesn't happen, these are important life plans.
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