Chapter 1086 "The Hermit"

September 2112.

Little Molly returns to school.

It's a special class.

On the day before school starts, the family sends Molly off.

Of course, the "family" mentioned here is only Mo Rendi and Uncle G.

Mo Rendi grabbed Molly and talked over and over for a long time, but he couldn't get around one meaning: don't worry at home, you don't have to go home if you have nothing to do, and stay at school more.

Molly stared at Grandpa with one eye big and the other small, a little uncertain: "Grandpa, I hear what you mean, why does it seem like you have finally left me?"

"No no no, how is it possible! Grandpa loves Mengmeng the most." Mo Rendi's eyes widened, trying to make his expression appear innocent.

Yi Lin suppressed a smile at the side.

"Hmph, it's not too bad." After Molly bid farewell to her grandfather, she handed Yi Lin a note: "Uncle G, my number has been encrypted, and you can use this method to contact me. Don't laugh, I didn't want you to The meaning of calling me is that I am afraid that grandpa will lose it accidentally, and if something happens to him, it will be troublesome if he can't find me."

Yi Lin looked at the note... It was a combination of "secondary code" and "sonic code".

I didn't expect Molly to use it for so many years.

No wonder you have no friends, whoever is so cheap will take the initiative to call you.

Yi Lin folded up the note, secretly slandering her.

Molly put her hips on her hips, pointed to the two old antiques and told them to be safe, to keep their homes down and to take care of themselves. Then she carried a small bag and got in Mo Rendi's special car.

After seeing Molly leave, Mo Rendi heaved a long sigh of relief. At this time, he noticed the indescribably weird expression on the "old friend", and couldn't help asking: "Brother, what does your face mean?"

The corner of Yi Lin's mouth kept twitching: "It's nothing, I'm just curious, how will you become a 'granddaughter' in the future."

"The old man said, it's impossible!" Mo Rendi said firmly, completely unaware that his current performance was like the prelude to "True Fragrance".

"Remember what you said today,

Old Mo. "

"Brother, you too underestimate the perseverance of martial arts practitioners."

"..." Yi Lin silently took out her notebook and wrote a diary entry.

...

[September 1, 2112]

School season.

This is a year to remember.

The first batch of "chosen ones" stepped into the ivory tower called "University".

Mengmeng also returned to school, gratifying to congratulate.

I suddenly felt the emotion of watching my niece grow up, but I knew that this shouldn't happen, logically Mengmeng and I were of the same generation.

Seniority is messed up.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Mo Rendi arrogantly released a declaration today: He will never become a granddaughter.

I look forward to the day when Mo Rendi says "true fragrance".

...

Close the diary.

Yi Lin suddenly frowned and looked in the direction of Capital University.

Mo Rendi noticed the change in Yi Lin's expression, and wondered: "Brother, are you worried about Mengmeng? You don't have to worry, the old man has already secretly arranged six standard squads of elite special forces to lurk in Mengmeng as an 'undercover' In my class, they have rich undercover experience and will never be noticed by Mengmeng."

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry when she heard the words: "Ah this? Six teams? Thirty people? You are so tidy, Mo, are you sure there are amateurs in Mengmeng's class?"

"Amateur?"

"It means...'ordinary person'."

"Yes, why not!" Mo Rendi said confidently: "The old man has already investigated, besides the people arranged by the old man, there are three other people who are in the same class as Mengmeng... Cough cough, amateurs, their family backgrounds are clean, all of them Heir of an old friend, very safe."

Yi Lin lowered her head, with Mo Rendi behind her back, and added a sentence at the end of the diary [September 1st] page:

[PS: Wait for the opening of the large-scale "True Fragrance". 】

Mo Rendi tilted his head, looked at his old friend writing and drawing behind his back, and didn't know what he wrote, it was mysterious.

...

Capital University.

Molly enrolled as a special recruit, and the campus BBS was full of rumors.

There is no shortage of geniuses in any era, but a genius at such a young age is enough to be recorded in the history of the school.

Someone was speculating about Molly's identity, or which rich kid she came from.

But Molly's aloofness made her like an immature flower bud in a greenhouse, with thorns, which made many aristocrats who boasted of being handsome and rich were very itchy. Little Lolita, with long legs, and a classmate again, who doesn't like it. Even if it is a little flat now, isn't there still room for development?

Molly was fine, the only thing that made her feel weird was... It seemed that her classmates looked very old and looked like uncles.

She still doesn't know that in the special recruitment class she is in, she and the "undercover agents" have widened the age gap of the class by nearly 20 years.

After staying in school for a few days, I didn't learn many courses, but they were all basic subjects.

She missed all gym classes.

When Mo Rendi was a child, he wanted Mo Li to be a heroine. He told some old-fashioned stories about "women are not as good as men" all day long, and forced her to practice her legs. Mo Rendi didn't know where to get some female martial arts with "legs under skirts" and "swords in sleeves" for her to practice. She's not very proficient in serious martial arts skills, she's at a half-baked level, but the more she practiced, the longer her legs were, far surpassing those of her peers, as if they had grown out of nowhere.

Therefore, the "painful experience" in her childhood made Molly never want to take physical education class again in her life.

Contrary to her attitude towards physical education, Molly is very interested in "projects". The first batch and the second batch of "Grey Mist Exploration Team" returned safely from the gray fog area, and brought back a lot of information about "that tower". The unique "environment" and "ecological" laws around the tower were completely inconsistent with what she had learned in the past. Such "weirdness" aroused Molly's desire to explore.

She spends almost all day in the laboratory, analyzing the data, vegetation and soil samples brought back by the exploration team.

Fast forward to November.

A magical year is coming to an end.

Under the high-pressure control of public opinion, the public gradually accepted this magical fact.

There used to be an old-fashioned joke, "Is your XX taught by a physical education teacher?", starting this year, it is ridiculous that this joke will become a reality.

Capital University has added an interesting course to the major of Tower Science - [Ancient Mythology].

[Ancient Mythology] This new course is said to be specially added for the mysterious phenomenon of "tower". Some experts said that the end of science may be theology. Look for relevant clues in the illusory myths of various countries.

Of course, this course is an elective course, and you don't like to learn.

But what surprised the school leaders in the end was that the large classroom, which can accommodate 180 people, was almost full.

As soon as Molly found a vacant seat, a group of "undercover students" who had been waiting for a long time filled up the vacant seats within 20 meters of Molly's left, right, left, and right sides. Molly couldn't help frowning.

The classmates whispered.

Everyone is curious about this strange course.

When it was time, a man with curly hair, a smiling face, and a sickly pale complexion walked into the classroom.

Molly looked at the new "teacher of ancient mythology" with a dazed expression, and a strange sense of sight welled up in her heart. For some reason, this man's aura reminded her subconsciously of Uncle G.

"Hello, classmates." The man smiled, his neutral voice was hoarse, mysterious and full of magnetism.

"Hello teacher!"

The man turned around, grabbed the electronic pen and wrote two words on the screen: Gu Qingtian.

"Well, it's the first time for you to learn this class. To tell you the truth, it's also the first time for me to teach this class, teacher. Hehe, since it's the first time for everyone, you and I don't need to be too nervous. Just Treat this course as clocking in at work, and just wait happily until get out of class is over."

The teacher's humorous words made many students who "know it in seconds" laugh strangely.

All of a sudden, the distance between the classmate and the teacher narrowed.

The conversation is witty, and there is a bit of cryptic astringency in the humor. Who doesn't like such a teacher.

After the simple opening remarks, Gu Qingtian closed the textbook.

"Actually, we all know that ancient mythology covers a very wide range. It should be very difficult to get you interested in boring courses." Gu Qingtian smiled and took out a stack of Tarot cards: "Someone knows What is this?"

A classmate raised his hand: "Tarot cards!"

"Well said." Gu Qingtian continued: "Tarot cards originated in Europe in the Middle Ages. This small object used for divination in ancient times contains fascinating myths and legends. It is said that in the Middle Ages in Europe, 'hunting During the operation of "killing the witch", some people regarded the tarot cards as props for the witch to perform "magic" and burned them wantonly. I think you have all heard of "hunting the witch", right?"

Some students raised their hands and asked, "Teacher, do you want to say 'magic'?"

"No, it's 'magic'. "Gu Qingtian smiled and corrected the students' statement, and took out a card from the deck: "Then, the teacher will take out a card at random, and communicate with the students a little bit. There is a fairy tale attached to this card. This card is called... [Hermit]. "

...

Looking at Teacher Gu Qingtian who was talking on the podium.

Molly, who had been struggling with the source of the inexplicable "sense of sight", slammed the table.

"Huh? That young female classmate, do you have any disagreement with the teacher's speech?" A loud bang made Gu Qingtian look at Molly with a smile.

"No, I have no objection." Molly quickly lowered her head, her face flushed slightly.

I see.

Molly finally understood why this teacher reminded her of Uncle G subconsciously.

Their manner of speaking and temperament are very similar.

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