So, who is the sixth person?
Or perhaps, He is not necessarily a human being.
Yun Wei recalled the last time he saw the thick fog; it was a month and a half ago in the underground of the temple, when a Kel'Thuzad monster wielding tentacles exploded into a thick black fog.
"Stop! This is getting weirder and weirder in the middle of the night!" Xie Mulang quickly patted his exposed arm, pulling the heavy atmosphere back to reality.
The people of Bili are most respectful of and keep their distance from talk of ghosts and gods.
Vivian wasn't too afraid of these things. She searched her mind for the classmates she had seen during the day and pondered, "The remaining person must be in our class too. Who do you think is most likely?"
Yun Wei said, "Thinking about these things now is useless and will only throw us into disarray. We should meet force with force and water with water. We might as well wait and see. We'll know the outcome in three days anyway."
It's already past 1 a.m., and the more people speculate, the more terrified they become. They might as well save their energy and go to sleep.
This was also experience he had accumulated over ten years in the apocalypse. He had seen too many people, spending sleepless nights discussing all sorts of abstract matters, such as the causes of the apocalypse, the nature of superpowers, the location of the base…
However, during the escape on the second day, he became distracted due to exhaustion and ultimately died tragically.
One must live in the present moment.
Only by making the most of today can we have the energy and perseverance to face the unknown tomorrow.
Perhaps it was because of Yun Wei's calm demeanor when facing the gargoyles, or perhaps it was because Isaac always stood by Yun Wei's side unconditionally, but Yun Wei's words at this moment carried considerable weight and were taken to heart by everyone present.
“You’re right, Claude. Let’s hold off for now.” Considering the others were present, Xie Mulang used Common Tongue. “It’s getting late, I’ll take my leave. See you tomorrow, everyone!”
After speaking, a black shadow flashed by, and Xie Mulang had vanished without a trace.
"Well, I'll take my leave now. Goodnight, both of you." Vivian's gaze swept over the two women standing side by side, and then, as if remembering something, a shy smile appeared on her face, thankfully hidden by her veil.
Yun Wei also said goodnight, then asked, "Would you like us to give you a ride?"
The girls' dormitory and the boys' dormitory are next to each other, not far apart, so it's convenient to walk there.
"No, no need. I can manage on my own. Bye!" Then, the blonde girl ran off in a flash.
"Hmm..." Yun Wei looked at Vivian's hurried departure, somewhat puzzled. He asked Isaac, "Did I say something wrong just now?"
Why does Vivian's reaction seem so strange?
“No.” Isaac was also confused, but that didn’t stop him from sincerely praising his master, “Yun, you did a great job.”
So cheesy.
Yun Wei shook his head and walked towards the dormitory.
He took it as just politeness, but anyone would be happy to be praised, so he smiled.
The gentle moonlight poured down on the earth, casting long shadows of the two people.
The iris flowers lining the roadside reflected the moonlight, shimmering with red and silver glimmers, like stars and fireflies, weaving together to create a dazzling, boundless summer night's starry river.
"cloud."
Yun Wei heard his follower suddenly speak in a muffled voice. He looked up and saw Isaac staring intently at him.
His deep features did not soften under the moonlight; only his eyes were gentle as water.
Yun Wei stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong?"
“Do you remember that question from earlier today?” Isaac countered.
"?"
What's the problem during the day? So much has happened today that Yun Wei is a little overwhelmed.
He could only quietly look back at his follower and let the other continue.
“Isaac Moriti Temubronch”.
"This is my full name."
...
On his way to the classroom the next day, Yun Wei was still thinking about Isaac's confession to him the night before.
He suddenly remembered the inscription he had seen in the tomb chamber at that time, on the front of the coffin.
It turns out it wasn't "I'm" but "I·m", an abbreviation of Issac·moretti.
At the time, those two letters even sparked a long period of philosophical reflection on questions like "Who am I?"
Okay! Damn! Awkward!
Isaac absolutely must not find out!
He pursed his lips, silently glancing at the servant beside him before quickly averting his gaze. The tall, imposing servant, mindful of his pace, deliberately slowed his steps.
Yun Wei thought that Isaac must have made a great deal of determination to tell him this.
After all, the sacred mountain of the Church of Radiant Light is called Mount Saint Moriti...
He couldn't wait to rush to the library after class to look up historical records about the Continent of Elements, about everything that happened eight hundred years ago, about the Moriti family, and about everything that happened to Isaac.
Neither of them had the habit of sleeping in, so they were considered to be among the earliest risers in the entire academy. When they arrived at the classroom, it was empty and no one was there yet.
The classroom was actually a tiered lecture hall, somewhat similar to seating in a university.
"Which row are you sitting in?" Yun Wei asked.
Two people don't necessarily have to sit together in class.
Isaac remained silent. He had originally intended to sit next to his master, but judging from Yun's expression, he didn't seem to want to sit with him.
He was somewhat at a loss and could only stand there blankly.
Seeing that the other party did not reply, Yun Wei chose a seat in the middle towards the back and sat down by himself. He used to like sitting in this kind of seat the most, including when watching movies.
The view is expansive and the distance is comfortable.
He took out a tin cup and two pieces of "Nature's Gift" from his spatial storage, filled them with water using his "Water Control Technique," and made them his breakfast.
Isaac silently walked over and sat down not far behind Yun Wei. Back when he was a student, he also loved sitting in the last row. At that time, he had no interest in general education courses and spent most of his time dozing off in class.
But soon, Isaac regretted it.
"Oh, you're here so early!" The next person to arrive at the classroom was Richard, whose silver hair was messy and whose shirt collar was half open, revealing a large expanse of pale chest.
He glanced at the master and servant sitting in front of and behind him with amusement, then chose to sit down to Yun Wei's left. He leaned back lazily in the chair, his outstretched right arm looking as if he were about to embrace Yun Wei.
But Yun Wei stood tall and straight, only sitting on one-third of the stool, his back and waist not touching the chair back at all. This was a good habit he had developed in his previous life.
The main focus is on one spirit!
"Good morning, Yun Wei." Xie Mulang had also arrived, and then sat down to Yun Wei's right with great ease. He calmly took out a tattered sword manual from his spatial artifact and began to read it.
Yun Wei caught a glimpse of the book out of the corner of his eye; its binding was in a typical Chinese style, and he couldn't help but take another look.
"Interested?" Xie Mulang noticed Yun Wei's expression and generously handed it to Yun Wei. "This is one of the most precious sword manuals in Bili City. It's a pity that the second half of the book is lost. But even with only half a book left, the sword techniques used are unfathomable and should not be underestimated."
Yun Wei carefully took the book; its yellowed pages were as thin as cicada wings, giving it a rather aged appearance. The opening lines read:
The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao.
Isn't this the Tao Te Ching?
"..." What a coincidence, he had even memorized the entire manual under his mother's urging in his previous life. Yun Wei couldn't help but ask Xie Mulang, "Does this sword manual have eighty-one chapters?"
"Ah, I don't know about that." Xie Mulang looked puzzled. "As far as I know, several hundred years ago, only this half of the scroll remained." If he could learn all the sword techniques on it, he wouldn't have had to travel thousands of miles to find clues about the Tower of Ten Thousand Laws.
Thinking of the distant Jade City, the black-clad swordsman's sharp eyebrows and bright eyes became even more intense.
Yun Wei was considering whether he could challenge himself to recite the chapters he had memorized in his previous life, so he didn't notice the fleeting expression on Xie Mulang's face.
He gently handed the sword manual back, and then, relying on his knowledge of Taoist philosophy from his previous life, he subtly began to probe further.
Since the two were discussing traditional Eastern culture and didn't need others present to know, they subconsciously communicated in Chinese.
Sitting in the back, Isaac saw his master chatting happily with someone else in a language he couldn't understand at all.
He didn't know what the two were talking about, but his master suddenly laughed. His exquisite profile and crescent-shaped eyebrows made him feel increasingly depressed.
He didn't know what was wrong with him; he should have been happy for Yun's happiness.
He could no longer see the three small moles side by side on the left side of Yun's nose, but Xie Mulang could see them very clearly.
I felt even worse; my heart ached, and I felt a tightness in my chest.
If he had known, he would have just sat down next to Yun without any hesitation. Why did he have to think so much?
At that moment, he also noticed the provocative look Richard was giving him.
Isaac couldn't help but sneer inwardly, "Dragons, huh..."
He met the other person's gaze expressionlessly, and the power of his bloodline slowly activated, causing the metal pendant on his chest to gradually heat up.
Under Isaac's gaze, Richard, who was already sitting slouching, lost his balance with a "thud" and fell awkwardly to the ground with a loud bang.
"Are you alright?" Yun Wei immediately reached out to help the classmate who was lying on the ground in a comical posture to his feet.
Looking at the slender, pale hand extended by the other person, Richard felt as if he were being stared at by Isaac with a death stare. He shuddered, waved his hand, and obediently sat up, looking down at the textbook on the table.
Just like the most down-to-earth and good student.
Yun Wei pursed his lips. His classmate's hard work and dedication were truly inspiring.
He's really fired up! He also loves learning!
"That was close, I almost got late." Vivian arrived a little late today, wearing a violet dress. She carried a lace handbag ladylike and smiled at Isaac sitting by the aisle, asking, "May I sit inside?"
“Of course, beautiful lady.” Isaac rose with impeccable manners and stepped outside the aisle, but his gaze remained fixed on Yun Wei.
She'd bumped into someone again. The blonde girl, who had taken in everything, pursed her lips, demurely chose a seat further inside, and smiled sweetly as always.
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