god of tomorrow

Illusion Magic: Hypnosis.

Minon looked blankly at Gawain; his charm was nothing compared to Gawain's. He confessed everything he knew and was unusually obedient, speaking very loudly.

"It was Mr. Colvin; he made me do it all."

"Colvin found me and asked me to participate in this summer activity, and he wants me to teach you a lesson in front of the other students..."

"You were recommended by Professor Glenn... Dealing with you is the same as dealing with Glenn..."

"Colvin will use the pretext of abuse of power... He has considerable connections in the history department... With this combined effort, Grant will be unable to bear the humiliation and will resign voluntarily..."

"Colvin also said that he wouldn't forget me when he becomes the department head..."

Colvin's promises of benefits were incredibly tempting, and Gawain thought they were all empty promises, but Minon believed them and eagerly participated in the summer activities. Unable to resist any longer, she approached Gawain on the very first day.

No one stopped them throughout. The accompanying teachers had just recovered from their shock when they were overwhelmed by an even greater shock. They all gaped, their minds blank.

Oh no, the history department is in scandal again!

Someone please step forward and stop him! Is this something students should listen to?

The teachers were dumbfounded, and so were the students; everyone was completely bewildered, their mouths agape.

Someone please step forward and stop him! Is this something we can listen to? xN

At the center of everyone's attention, Minon awoke from hypnosis, realized what she had done, and immediately turned ashen-faced.

If you say things you shouldn't say, or do things you shouldn't do, you'll have wasted three years of schooling and will receive a notice of expulsion.

"So that's how it is. No wonder, I'm such an honest and simple person. It wasn't a kick to my butt, it was a slap to Professor Ge's face..."

Gawain curled his lip. That junior professor named Coulson was overthinking things. His relationship with Glenn wasn't that close. Glenn was just following procedures and did things the same way with everyone. Even if he kicked Gawain's butt, it wouldn't hurt Glenn's face.

They insisted on forcing a connection, and now look what happened. Instead of being proven wrong, they've added a gold lining to the skull, making Professor Grant seem like he has exceptionally good taste.

Gawain was a little annoyed by the thought, so he unleashed a barrage of attacks, demanding that Gran share half of his power.

If it were Ms. Frey...

Ahem, what Gawain meant was that his relationship with Professor Glenn was very ordinary, and Coulson was being somewhat short-sighted by provoking him for no reason.

Having been inexplicably dragged into this disaster, Gawain, not wanting it to happen again, decisively made the most of Minon.

"With so many classmates listening, the person who ordered you out won't get away with this. Now it's time for us to settle accounts..."

Gao Wen raised his index finger and tapped Minon's chest.

Pfft! x7

With seven fingers in one second, he left seven bloody holes in Minon's chest.

Although the senior was immature and acted recklessly like a child, Gao Wen, the junior, could not be immature. The seven sizzling, blood-sucking holes looked terrifying, and in fact they were truly terrifying... but in fact they avoided the bones and internal organs.

Settle the score and establish authority. In the future, any naive schemers or silly pragmatists who want to step on Gao Wen to rise to power will have to think twice before they take action.

Chapter 110 Eternal Flame

"Mr. Colvin, it's time to snap out of it."

Glenn patted Colvin on the shoulder, his bony hand landing on Colvin's shoulder, causing Colvin's body to tremble uncontrollably. He explained rapidly, "Professor Glenn, the situation is not as Minon said. He is slandering me... Yes, it must be that Gawain's magic has gone wrong."

"Perhaps, but that's no longer important. With so many students listening, someone from the history department has to step up and take responsibility."

Ge Lan spoke softly. He hadn't expected Gao Wen to play such a big game. He didn't make a move unless he was sure of it, but when he did, he left no room for maneuver and flipped the table, leaving everyone with nothing to play with.

Colvin grew anxious: "Professor Glenn, please let me explain..."

"No need to say anything more. I'll call the dean, and you can go back to the school and explain to him!"

Glen had no interest in the power struggle. If Gawain hadn't driven everyone to a dead end, he would have turned a blind eye and let it pass if there had been any chance of maneuvering today.

The history department's reputation was severely damaged, making it an object of contempt among students. Adding to the woes, the victim, Gao Wen, was the boyfriend of the journalism club president…

Ge Lan felt a sharp pain in her soul just thinking about it; her head was buzzing, and she felt like her brain was about to grow out.

The situation has escalated to such a degree that someone must step forward and take full responsibility. The situation, orchestrated by the conspirator Colvin, is the only option to scapegoat him.

"But you also..."

"There's no 'but' about it. Just take Minon back to school with you. Neither of you need to participate in this activity."

Glenn was too lazy to waste any more words with Colvin. Right now, with his skeletal frame, he didn't care about anything. If his hormones were at their peak, he would have already given Colvin a good beating.

"By the way, the loss from the hotel parking lot is also a consequence you will have to bear. Remember to settle the bill before you go back to school."

……

PARKING LOT.

The students boarded the school bus one by one with excitement, some beaming with joy, others whispering among themselves, filling the air with a cheerful atmosphere.

"The concrete ground beneath my feet suddenly bounced up and almost hit my handsome face, but I managed to block it and push it away quickly."

"Is this your reason for throwing stones at me?"

"Gao Wen is so fierce, but he looks so handsome wiping away blood. My heart is still pounding. Is this love?"

"Stop flirting. I advise you to find a more down-to-earth relationship, otherwise Gao Wen's girlfriend will make your heart stop beating."

Chirp, chatter, chatter...

The students discussed many things, but deliberately avoided mentioning the scandals within the history department's faculty circle. They planned to set out a table of fruits and snacks before resting that evening to exchange opinions.

That won't work now; the accompanying teachers all have eyes like wolves.

A short jog away from the school bus, Gao Wen stood in the shade under a tree, a clear smile on his face: "Professor Ge Lan, you were looking for me?"

"..."

You made a huge mistake fifteen minutes ago, and now you're putting on the face of a college student who lacks social experience. How did you do that? Just because you're thick-skinned?

Because Ge Lan had no face, she couldn't make complex expressions, nor did she have any distinctive facial features. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Gao Wen, you're a smart person, but you're also ruthless, vicious, and extremely vengeful..."

"Professor, you flatter me. I'm not that outstanding."

Gao Wen scratched his head, his pretty face flushed, feeling quite embarrassed by the compliment.

Who praised you? That's not a compliment! I'm just saying that to you!

Seeing that Gao Wen was even more shameless than him, the shameless Ge Lan simply stopped pointing and bluntly said, "Always leave room for maneuver. Your recklessness will only alienate your classmates. Look at their eyes, they are all filled with fear."

"The strong are always lonely, Professor Glenn. Thank you for your guidance. I have learned something new!"

"..."

"Professor Glenn?!"

“When I was young, I was just like you, arrogant and conceited, thinking that talent meant everything. You can see what happened to me now.” Glenn spoke earnestly, using his own pain as an example to teach Gawain.

"I understand, stay away from Chaos Sacrifice."

"..."

At this moment, the soul fire in Ge Lan's eyes stopped flaring. He waved his hand, telling Gao Wen to get lost.

It's hopeless, I can't teach it, it's just annoying to look at.

Gao Wen didn't leave. He immediately switched to a serious expression and said earnestly, "Professor Ge Lan, you didn't need to call me over. As the most obedient student, I know what you want to say."

If you had any sense of propriety, you should have restrained yourself today!

Ge Lanhun was disdainful, but he suppressed his impatience and prepared to hear what Gao Wen had to say.

"The truth about the history department is out. Everyone can see what kind of teachers they are. I won't waste any more words. Which teacher should we take down next?"

Gao Wen patted his chest loudly: "Just let me know if you need anything, and I'll take care of completing the task."

"..."

Ge Lan didn't say anything, turned around and left. Gao Wen's mind was full of knowledge that schools don't teach. It's a loss to the whole society if someone like him goes to university.

"Professor, wait for me..."

Gao Wen eagerly caught up, saying in a simple-minded manner, "Look, I've put in so much effort for the credits and all that... Professor, please don't go!"

Ge Lan walked briskly, her old bones swaying as she boarded the school bus and sat silently in the first row.

Less than three seconds later, Gao Wen boarded the school bus and nodded to Ge Lan as he passed by: "Don't worry, Professor, watch me do the rest."

"..."

What do you mean by "it depends on your actions"? Can you explain yourself clearly? So many students are watching, isn't the history department chaotic enough already?

Ge Lan stood up, intending to reprimand Gao Wen for corrupting the atmosphere of the history department, but she saw a group of students suddenly turn to look at her side, all of them obedient and pretending not to have heard anything.

Oh no, this kid bumped into me and we're now tied together!

Ge Lan sat down silently. When she couldn't explain, not explaining was the best option. She thought about how she would make sure Gao Wen got all the credits he needed to graduate smoothly in the second semester of his freshman year.

Other schools are leading the way, but Gao Wen is a black sheep. If this kind of person is left in the sophomore or junior year, Ge Lan can't imagine what shape the history department will become.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The absence of Minon and Colvin did not affect the continuation of the summer activities at all; the only change was the replacement of the accompanying teachers from the third year, and the nine students were temporarily incorporated into the second-year team.

Minon's three loyal henchmen did not follow their leader back to school. When asked, they said they didn't know him well. They had wanted to report this scoundrel who was about to be expelled for a long time.

Unfortunately, there was no way to report it, and the even more despicable teacher, Colvin, suppressed all the reports.

A minor incident occurred, but it was insignificant. The school bus entered the Suzuran Province the following day and arrived in Hotwind City at 5 p.m.

Huangshiling.

More than ten low hills are piled up in one place, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. There are no towering trees or winding mountain streams. Apart from the old dogs baring their teeth in the nearby villages, there is only a barren, yellowish mountain.

The top is shabby, but the bottom is full of substance; a classic case of tattered exterior but exquisite interior.

Don't underestimate Huangshiling, which is made up of more than ten low hills. It contains a large number of human remains. More than ten years ago, a huge battlefield site was excavated here. There was a pit on the east side and another pit on the west side. The bone fragments all over the place made Huangshiling a focus of attention in the archaeological community.

This battlefield site dates back approximately 1,500 years, a pivotal period in the schism between the universal empire and the church. Because the war that took place here was not recorded in historical records, it holds extraordinary significance.

Recently, with the ongoing archaeological work, new discoveries have been made on this ancient land, and the history that has been dormant for thousands of years has been unveiled layer by layer. How can this not be fascinating?

To put it another way, there are too many bone fragments unearthed recently, and there is a severe shortage of manpower. We urgently need a batch of oxen and horses to do hard labor. No experience is required, just hard work and reliability.

After some wrangling and pushing, the history department won the honor and sent out hundreds of unpaid interns.