The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1042 - 489: Traces of the Skylark (Part 2)

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Chapter 1042: Chapter 489: Traces of the Skylark (Part 2)

Gu Jianlin couldn’t care less about these matters and turned to leave without hesitation.

"Change."

"Eh? You’re not staying here?"

"Dirty."

"Pfft..."

Xia Zhi was furious from embarrassment, as it was the first time her cleanliness was criticized, but when she turned to look at her room, she had no grounds to refute.

Gu Jianlin had already entered the study and put down his luggage.

Only now did he understand why the Shadow Department had arranged for him to share a place with this girl.

Just when Xia Zhi turned around, her slightly curled bangs shifted, revealing an almost indistinguishable scar on her forehead, clearly treated with scar removal products, but not effective.

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That evening, Gu Jianlin settled into the study of this single apartment. He only had a suitcase, so it wasn’t much trouble to organize. He was always a minimalist.

Xia Zhi kindly helped him prepare the bed, ensuring the sheets and pillowcases were freshly washed, probably recognizing his severe obsession with cleanliness, lest he decides to terminate the lease.

"Do you...eat supper?"

She leaned on the door frame, cautiously asking.

"No."

Gu Jianlin had started working on his laptop, and with his excellent profiling skills, he swiftly learned everything about the academy, almost like an actual student living there, seamlessly blending in.

"Oh, then...good night."

Xia Zhi glanced at his upright figure working at the laptop, quietly retracting her head.

"Wait."

Gu Jianlin suddenly called out to her.

Xia Zhi poked her head out again, her dark hair cascading like water.

"Take down the poster in your room."

Gu Jianlin stared into her eyes, expressionless and deliberate.

Xia Zhi thought about how the Judgement Court had now completely ruled the Order World, having such a poster was indeed rebellious; if discovered, she didn’t know how many credits she’d lose, possibly even risking expulsion.

This boy seemed indifferent but was genuinely thoughtful.

"I understand, thank you."

She sincerely thanked him and returned to her room.

Actually, Gu Jianlin wasn’t kindly reminding her, since the Judgement Court wasn’t about to enter the house he lived in; he simply didn’t want to see anything related to that woman, having switched to the Ghost Slayer Path so he wouldn’t have to look in the mirror.

Moreover, Youzhu might come looking for him soon.

Avoiding suspicion, he couldn’t allow such posters in the girl’s room either.

The adjacent room echoed with the rustling sounds of tidying up.

After Xia Zhi finished, she sat heavily on her soft bed, beginning to vent her day’s bad luck to her best friend over WeChat. She didn’t mention having gained a roommate, mainly to avoid misunderstandings.

"Mom, the internship was pretty good this week, the boss treats me well, colleagues are considerate, and I’m satisfied with the pay. I’ll send you some money soon; stop saying it’s enough, if you need money, let me know; my siblings still have school. Don’t worry too much about dad’s illness, my school has excellent traditional Chinese medicine professors who’ll help with prescriptions, they’re truly skilled..."

She clutched a pillow, rolling over in bed, sending a voice message to her family.

Then she opened her notebook, meticulously calculating where she could save more money, when she could squeeze in extra time to complete high-paying tasks, earning more money for the family.

Outside, cicadas chirped noisily against the silent starlight.

As waves of headache struck, she drifted off to sleep once more.

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The next morning, Xia Zhi eagerly leaned over the dining table, curiously asking, "Is it good?"

Gu Jianlin held the knife and fork, pausing for a moment: "Not good."

Breakfast was fried eggs and German sausage, paired with a glass of orange juice.

Compared to Youzhu, it’s far off by a hundred thousand miles.

Xia Zhi pouted, "How can a mouth at thirty-six degrees utter such cold words..."

After a brief interaction, she’d perceived this boy’s character.

Aloof, indifferent.

Like an iceberg, difficult to approach.

With frustration, she stabbed the fried egg and shoved it into her mouth, muttering unclearly, "I’ll tell you, I’m attending classes recently, so don’t cause any trouble. The Central Spirit Core Institute is restless lately, or rather, the entire Magic City isn’t peaceful. Three days ago, the venerable Princess represented the whole Night Watchers Faction, declaring war on the Order."

"Commander Lu of the Dawn Combat Sequence, and the two Catastrophes Qing and Chi, stood by him. I can understand the King of Qing, but what’s the deal with the Red King, isn’t he already dead, why is he back from the dead?"

She suddenly spoke mysteriously, "What’s crucial is, the Princess has the support of Qilin! Hey, do you know Qilin? It’s said he came to Magic City yesterday and destroyed the Deep Space Technology Building with his bare hands! Quite a few people are seriously injured because of him, still lying in the ER, the Deep Space forum is blowing up."

Gu Jianlin replied indifferently, "Oh, you look quite excited."

Of course, Xia Zhi wouldn’t confess to outsiders her contempt for the Judgement Court. Sticking out her tongue, she changed topics, "Speaking of which, you returned from the front line, did you visit the Qilin Immortal Palace? Have you seen Qilin?"

Gu Jianlin responded with a nod.

Xia Zhi widened her beautiful eyes, "Is he really as handsome as in the photos?"

Gu Jianlin found it hard to answer, so he ignored her.

Xia Zhi curiously asked, "Is he truly from the Ancient God Clan?"

Gu Jianlin thought for a moment, "Probably not."

Xia Zhi seemed slightly disappointed, sipping her milk, "It’s a shame, if he really were an Ancient God, how cool would that be? Isn’t the Judgement Court spreading rumors? No virtue."

Gu Jianlin raised his brow, this girl’s interests seemed quite odd.

Xia Zhi squinted and asked, "Is Qilin dating? Is Thunder his girlfriend? Or is Dark World’s Moon Princess his girlfriend? I heard they fought."

Gu Jianlin was speechless, "Are you always this gossipy?"

Xia Zhi puffed up her cheeks, "Just curious."

"Curiosity can kill,"

Gu Jianlin lifted his eyes to look at her.

Alright, this girl probably was doomed, even without curiosity, likely wouldn’t live long.

Her Life Rhythm revealed such, though she was unaware, thinking medication could fix it.

Currently, Xia Zhi was taking medicine, a routine part of her day after breakfast.

"I’m heading to class now."

With a burst of energy from the medication, she casually asked, "By the way, which department did you choose?"

Gu Jianlin calmly replied, "Alchemy and Archaeology Department."

The so-called Alchemy and Archaeology Department focused on studying the historical progress of this technology, without involving practical operations.

Xia Zhi paused, "Oh, same major as me?"

At this moment, many thoughts crossed her mind.

Because, in the academy, many rich kids would purposely choose such ways to get close to girls, creating many coincidental encounters, ultimately achieving their intimate goals.

Could this situation possibly happen to her?

Gu Jianlin was far from interested in guessing her thoughts, since she was just a living clue.

Shadow Department’s arrangements were calculated.

Because the Cheng Family’s Ancestor often guest-lectured at the Alchemy and Archaeology Department.

This was a prime opportunity.

"Would you like to join me for class?"

Xia Zhi rarely extended an invitation, secretly glancing at him, "Recently, a new beauty professor joined the Alchemy and Archaeology Department, causing many male students to go berserk; if you don’t go early, you won’t even find a seat."

"Who?"

Gu Jianlin frowned, worried this person might disrupt his plans.

"Seems to be Ye Ni?"

Xia Zhi pulled out a photo from her phone, handing it to him.

Gu Jianlin, sipping orange juice, casually glanced.

Yet, in an instant, his hand holding the glass trembled, spilling the juice.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Xia Zhi quickly grabbed napkins to wipe the table.

Gu Jianlin’s face darkened, for he had seen a sinister Mandala Flower on that woman’s wrist.