Apocalypse Forecast-Chapter 587 - 493 Student_1
"The Astronomical Society really loves to catch people..." The deputy director became nervous. "What if we get reported and end up eating millet porridge in Sea Trench Prison?"
Huai Shi looked at him blankly and took out his credentials from his pocket.
It was still the same document.
Higher education, leave without pay—he still held that position.
"This... can’t be written?" he hesitated. "Should I cross it out?"
"...No, it can be written, it can be written."
The deputy director swallowed his tea with difficulty and forced a smile. "Young and promising, Teacher Huai Shi, truly amazing."
But before he could react, Huai Shi paused his pen and then added ’Disastrous Musician’.
The deputy director’s hand trembled.
But compared to the ’Inspector’ just mentioned, this was somewhat easier to accept. Geniuses are everywhere, after all. How else could one teach in the Ivory Tower?
Yes, common, common.
Following that, Huai Shi’s words nearly made him choke on his tea. "Do I need to write the part about being a temporary field officer for the Original Dark Legion? No, that’s supposed to be a secret... Sorry, please pretend you didn’t hear that, and don’t tell anyone, okay?"
Are you kidding me?
The deputy director coughed and gasped for air for a long time before he regained his composure. If you’re not supposed to talk about it, why are you blabbing?! This isn’t something you tell someone like me who just works in an office!
Huai Shi’s pen paused again, and then he began to write quickly.
’Abyss Kitchen Devil’.
It took up another space.
The deputy director’s expression twitched.
He wanted to say something but hesitated, then wanted to speak again but stopped.
He looked down at the tea Huai Shi had earnestly made for him when he first came in, and his heart, which had just warmed up, instantly turned cold.
Mother, am I done for?
Is there still time to get my stomach pumped?
’Darknet Legendary Investigator’.
Another space taken.
The deputy director swallowed hard, his eyelids twitching frantically.
—So terrifying! This person must not be allowed to stay!
By the time ’An Autographed Person of Witch’s Night’ was written, the deputy director was numb. He barely reacted when he saw ’Asia Rookie Season Bronze’.
Only in the reflection in his eyes, this smiling young man seemed to have morphed into Godzilla, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, with ferocious fangs and claws.
He now had only one question: which son of a bitch had said this young man was inexperienced and needed him, of all people, to show him the ropes?
Guide him? Who guides whom?
Guide him? Am I supposed to guide him to my own doom?!
By the time Huai Shi started writing ’Prince of Paradise,’ he only managed to get the first character of ’Paradise’ down before the long line on the form ran out of space. The remaining three characters had to be written downwards, turning the corner.
"There’s a whole bunch of other stuff I can’t recall at the moment," Huai Shi sighed in frustration. He looked up and asked, "Unusual nicknames like ’Beheading King of Jinling’ and ’Judge’—those probably shouldn’t be written down, right?"
Only then did he realize that, without him noticing, the deputy director’s face had almost turned a ghastly green...
"That’s enough, that’s enough! Many teachers are already not up to your level."
The deputy director forced a pained smile. "Right, this is enough—I’ll arrange the rest."
"So... can I leave?" Huai Shi asked, a little uncertain.
"Hm? Oh! Yes, please, take care!"
The deputy director, initially startled, nodded frantically, warmly seeing him off.
He watched Huai Shi turn the corner and go downstairs, disappearing from view. Only when Huai Shi was completely out of sight did he muster the courage to take out his phone and search: ’Can I drink tea brewed by an Abyss Kitchen Devil? Online, urgent!’
Something doesn’t feel quite right.
Huai Shi stood in the middle of the road, lost in thought for a long time, unable to find any leads. He could only shake his head.
School officially starts tomorrow; before that, he still needed to carefully prepare his lesson plans.
He also needed to ponder thoroughly: how to get a classroom of his own and legitimately enter the faculty office.
Most importantly, how to use this identity to gain access to the *Book of Fate* in the Ivory Tower.
Until he figured this out, a string in his heart remained taut, preventing him from relaxing.
These days, he didn’t even dare to take it out and look at it.
This was truly what it meant to feel like having a thorn in one’s side.
Every time he looked up at the distant library, he felt as if a pair of sharp eyes were watching him, waiting for him to reveal even the slightest flaw.
Even knowing his disguise was flawless, Huai Shi still couldn’t help but feel immense pressure.
This was probably what they called a guilty conscience.
After a series of sighs on the road, he eventually calmed down.
However, just as he reached his doorstep, he saw the student who had been waiting for a long time on the bench.
This unexpected visitor was playing with her phone at the door. When she finally saw him return, she looked up, revealing a smile as pure and adorable as a little white rabbit.
Utterly fawning and eager to please.
"Teacher, are you looking for students? The kind that would major under you..."
「Meanwhile, on the other side of the Ivory Tower, in a pasture so vast it resembled a prairie with no end in sight.」
Atop a tall, pure black steed, a middle-aged female professor in riding attire blew a whistle. The wild horses frolicking all over the hills neighed in response to her command, obediently gathering and lining up to head towards the stables.
"It’s vaccination day today, and I’m short-handed. Xiaoyuan, since you’re here, could you help your aunt out later? How about I treat you to dinner tonight?"
She looked back at the teenage girl riding a grey horse behind her.
The daydreaming girl lifted her head, not reacting at first. But then, noticing her aunt’s questioning gaze, she quickly nodded. "Okay."
