Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 87: Shock, Conscience, and the Headmaster
"Huaxia Yongchang."

Yang Mo stared at these four words.

I became more and more curious about the origin of this stone tablet.

it……

It seems to be inextricably linked to China.

But unfortunately...

It was distributed as a reward for the civilization trial.

It left him puzzled.

"boom--"

As he was thinking, the stone tablet began to tremble more and more violently.

The surface of the stone tablet was shining brightly.

Vaguely.

It was as if an invisible passage opened, pulling his consciousness towards the inside of the stone tablet.

"Dean, Dean..."

Seeing this, the researchers nearby rushed forward anxiously.

……

Country road.

Yang Mo came back to his senses and looked around.

"Hurry up, the headmaster is going to give a lecture!"

Two scholars dressed in ancient costumes passed by Yang Mo with anxious expressions.

Run towards the hillside not far away.

Both sides of the road.

Golden fields planted with wheat.

Fresh air.

Scenery.

But Yang Mo had no intention of appreciating the scenery. Instead, he looked at the backs of the two scholars in ancient costumes.

He remembers.

I also met these two people when I first entered the stone tablet.

Same scene.

The two seemed...

Late again.

"Is it a coincidence?"

Yang Mo frowned slightly.

He quickly caught up with the two of them and took the initiative to greet them.

"My name is Yang Mo, what are your names?"

The two people in front couldn't help but pause when they heard this.

One of them turned around.

He looked at Yang Mo in surprise, his face full of shock: "Looking at your attire, you are also here to study in the academy. You actually have a surname? What country are you from?"

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment.

I don't quite understand why the two of them reacted so strongly.

Isn't it normal to have a name and a surname?

"Brother, don't waste any more time. The headmaster will start his lecture soon. If you are late, you will be punished."

The other person pulled on the man's sleeve and urged him anxiously.

The man reacted suddenly.

A slap on the forehead.

He bowed to Yang Mo and said, "My name is Jing, and this is my third brother, Zhong. The headmaster is about to give a lecture, so we have to hurry to the academy."

Done.

He then grabbed another person and ran away.

"Jing and Zhong, single-character names?"

Yang Mo looked at the two people's backs as they left and silently memorized the two names.

Subsequently.

He took a look at his attire and the Jixia Academy token on his waist.

Also rushed towards the mountainside.

Not long after.

He rushed to the Jixia Academy, and the old man who was in charge of guarding the gate of the academy also noticed Yang Mo.

"Boy, the headmaster is about to give a lecture, why are you still standing there?"

The old gatekeeper raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Did you bring the academy token?"

"Bring it."

Yang Mo quickly took out the token from his waist and handed it to the old man.

After the other party checked.

Then he waved his hand.

Signal him to go in quickly.

After passing through a series of long corridors, he soon arrived at the lecture place of the academy.

There were dozens of students in a wide square.

Everyone had their hair tied up and wore a crown, sitting upright on a cushion.

And the two people he met at the foot of the mountain before...

at this time.

An old man in the front was hitting his palms with a ruler, and he was wailing.

"The bell has rung three times, and you are becoming even more lazy in your pursuit of learning!"

The old man looked angry and glared at the two of them: "After today's lecture, you will be punished to copy the "Encouragement to Study" a hundred times!" "Principal, listen to our explanation, we..."

Jing and Zhong looked at each other and their faces instantly fell.

"No need to say more!"

The old man snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and said, "Go back to your seats!"

The two sighed.

In front of all the students, he returned to his mat.

In the square where the lecture is given.

There were whispers of gloating.

"Quiet!"

The old man in front glanced down and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"what?"

The old man was about to give a lecture.

Suddenly he noticed Yang Mo not far away and showed a surprised look: "There are new students here today?"

"Come forward now."

Yang Mo glanced at the dejected Jing Hezhong and walked forward slowly.

He remembers.

The last time I came, Jing and Zhong were late, but it wasn't this bad.

Could it be...

Was it because I stopped the two people this time that they angered the headmaster?

"This is your first time entering my academy, and it's fate. Do you have any questions for me?"

The old man looked at him for a moment and asked slowly.

"Ahem, Headmaster, I've been here once before..."

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but remind him.

"You came before?"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but sneer: "Although I am old, I am not old. I know the appearance of all the disciples in the academy very well. I have never seen anyone like you. When have you been here?"

"Last time, half a month ago, right here, I asked you about the controllable nuclear fusion technology..."

Yang Mo widened his eyes and pointed one meter away.

"absurd!"

The old man's face turned pale and he said coldly: "I have never met you, let alone answered any technical questions about controlled nuclear fusion!"

"This……"

Yang Mo glanced at the other person quietly, and always felt that something was wrong.

This old man...

It seems that he has completely forgotten what happened before.

Could it be that he has amnesia?

"Well, if you have nothing to ask, please find a seat and sit down. I am about to start my lecture."

The old man snorted coldly and urged.

"Wait, I do have something to ask you."

Yang Mo spoke quickly.

He finally got the chance to enter the stone tablet again, and he couldn't waste this hard-earned opportunity.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, the old man's expression eased a little.

He stroked his beard and said, "Are you asking about controlled nuclear fusion technology? This technology is relatively low-level. I happen to know a little about it, so I can answer it for you."

Looking at the old man's confident look.

Yang Mo swallowed.

An old man dressed in ancient costumes from more than two thousand years ago said in front of him that he understood controlled nuclear fusion.

This scene.

It's so inconsistent.

"Um... I would like to ask, old sir, do you know anything about the trial of civilization?"

Yang Mo took a deep breath and asked the question that concerned him most.

This trial.

The entire earth is inexplicably pulled into it.

The endless influx of monsters has brought all civilizations to the brink of destruction.

For the trial of civilization.

The Chinese now know very little and can only look for clues in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".

he thinks.

This mysterious old man even understands controlled nuclear fusion, so maybe he knows the secrets behind the Trial of Civilization.

however……

After he asked, the smile on the old man's face suddenly froze.

"What?"

"What exactly is the Civilization Trial? Who initiated it, and why did they initiate the trial?"

Yang Mo took another deep breath and asked everything he wanted to know.

But the old man...

But he knows nothing about anything.

Shaking his head in confusion.

The confidence I had before is now gone.

After a while.

Then he blushed and said in shame: "Well...why don't you change the question? I really don't know what this civilization trial you are asking about is."

(End of this chapter)