Unknown Intrusion

Chapter 116 The Three Theorems of Life

Turning his gaze away, Su Yu closed his eyes.

A moment later, the view opened up before us: a suite, a corridor, and a courtyard.

"Hmm, something seems to have changed."

The suite was originally supposed to have two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom, and one kitchen, but now it seems a bit too big. Has the two bedrooms become three bedrooms?

Su Yu picked up a bottle of soda thoughtfully. She opened the window and could see the courtyard. Below the window were rose bushes, and a little further away was a path paved with pebbles and white sand.

"The garden is bigger, and there's a statue!"

This is a statue of a female angel, almost life-size, standing there majestically, with proverbs engraved on the base.

"It happened during the princess incident, so there must be some purpose behind it. However, the fact that there was no rejection reaction in the courtyard might not be a bad thing."

"The corridor has changed."

Turning my gaze away, I looked through the peephole. The corridor stretched out to the left and right, with rooms on either side. A chilly mist lingered in the corridor.

At the entrance, the original sign for "The Realm of Tales" still hangs there, filled with a large number of confusing and nonsensical symbols.

[Cannot exit]

However, Su Yu may have been mistaken... At first glance, the lanterns in the corridor illuminated a door that was slightly ajar.

Upon closer inspection, a notification pops up: "[Instance generating, not yet open, please stay tuned]"

"Those rooms in the corridor seem to be corresponding to the dungeons, and one of them is open now."

"I just don't know what the local version will be like."

Looking at the bookshelf again, the once empty wooden shelves are now densely packed with books, and at a rough glance, there are probably hundreds of them.

"Master Arcane Mage, academic materials, mysterious foundations—I must thoroughly understand them as soon as possible!"

Choose to learn.

A gray figure projected from Su Yu's body, took a book from the bookshelf, sat down at the table, and began to read...

"Su Yu, did that man threaten you? I saw that he looked strange!" The voice interrupted his meditation. After waking up in the courtyard, Su Yu realized that only a few seconds had passed when he saw Song Qiongyao's concerned face in front of him.

Have you cried?

"But seeing this man coming over, he seemed to have ill intentions, or was he coming to show concern for me?"

As if trying to guess her feelings, Su Yu gazed at her dignified and beautiful face.

The windows of the lounge were all covered by curtains, blocking out the pale afternoon sunlight.

In the dim light, her small face seemed to be veiled in a hazy white gauze.

"I met with the Su family's lawyer earlier..." After confirming that no one was around, Su Yu recounted his previous experience and expressed his concerns: "I can foresee that things won't be peaceful down there. I can't rest easy about my family's safety. Didn't you say, Miss..."

"My father also mentioned this; the community can guarantee basic safety," Song Qiongyao said after a moment's thought, sensing his worry.

“Your mother doesn’t usually stay away from the community, so there shouldn’t be any problem with that.”

"Is he a night watchman?"

Su Yu seemed to be deep in thought, recalling the streetlights scattered everywhere, the runes he had found on them, the night watchmen, and the night patrolmen who used steam guns.

"No, no, actually the community security isn't very tight; there are just too many communities."

"However, residential communities often have hundreds or even thousands of households living together."

"Once the community is breached, creating large gaps that allow numerous malevolent spirits to infiltrate, hundreds or even thousands of households will be in danger. This would be a huge undertaking, very difficult to resolve."

"The kingdom, the county, and the church will not be spared; all sorts of prophetic spells will be used to apprehend the criminals."

"Therefore, no one dared to storm the residential area unless absolutely necessary."

"On the contrary, scattered buildings and residences are not so highly sensitive; the loss is only to one or two households!" Su Yu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although he inherited the original body, he still lost a lot of memories, or rather, he didn't examine them carefully.

When he killed Wu Lang last time, he also set fire to the place.

Fortunately, it was a detached house facing the street, not a residential complex; otherwise, with such a tight net, I'm afraid I would have already been caught.

No wonder we rarely hear about incidents in the community.

After a moment, interspersed with a few long sighs, Song Qiongyao turned her head and continued, "As for your father, there's even less to worry about. He's already a junior partner in the Sailing Guild... Perhaps you don't understand the power of the guild; it's difficult for outsiders to provoke him."

"You are the most dangerous one."

“Whether he lives in the community or at school, both places are safe, and there’s nothing he can do.”

"But going out might not be so easy. There are outsiders coming and going there every day, and it's easy for assassins to sneak in. You have to be extra careful."

Are communities and labor unions this powerful?

As for the dangers in the city?
Before his rebirth, he had died in the city.

How could I possibly forget?
"Still too weak!"

"The garden (games) are my essence."

"I'm coming to understand the three fundamental principles of life more and more!"

Seeing a mountain as a mountain (intuitive perception), seeing a mountain as not a mountain (exploration), seeing a mountain as a mountain again (essence).
Just like a thug who believes that fists are the first level of power, but in reality, a thug has no power at all.

People in society believe in rules and laws.

The king and the sage understand once again that power is the essence of everything, and the fist is authority.

Su Yu, however, did not need to go through these things. He understood that the courtyard (game) was his foundation and his greatest weapon to overcome all obstacles.

Su Yu lowered his eyes and silently looked at the system panel, where one course had already ended.

With a thought, certain experiences will emerge from the depths of one's heart.

Su Yu felt a moment of mental confusion, and waves of fatigue washed over him, as if he had really been studying for more than ten hours.

The Laws of Mysticism

This is a required foundational course that requires no tutor guidance, but it is a course that must be memorized.

The so-called Mystic Law is a royal covenant specially formulated to prevent crimes caused by mysterious forces, to punish such crimes, or even to eliminate sinful calamities.

The textbooks even explicitly state that the school offers esoteric courses to cultivate more esoteric elites in order to resist increasingly frequent disasters and maintain humanity's ultimate existence and continuation...

"No wonder we rarely see high-level professionals. Where are they fighting disasters? At sea? In foggy areas? Or in even more distant regions?"

"It is reasonable that those who undertake the arduous tasks of exploration and protection and make great contributions can become nobles."

Su Yu flipped through the class schedule.

"The school has strict exams. If I want to skip a grade, I have to get at least an excellent grade in all subjects."

The rigorous selection exam was not just a formality. Although Su Yu had been on leave for a long time, the special class's daily schedule remained unchanged.

From Monday to Friday, general subjects such as Chinese and mathematics are scheduled.
Weekends are dedicated to unique subjects—such as astronomy, mystical mechanics, general magic, general runes, ancient incantations, identification and collection of common herbs, meditation, and other specialized courses.

With a simple click, another basic course textbook appears – "Interesting Runes".

Watching the gray figure unfold its virtual book, dip its brush in ink on the virtual table, and silently take notes... it hadn't rested for a very, very long time.

Su Yu felt a little guilty, as if he had become a slave owner.

(End of this chapter)