god of tomorrow

The two female students left dejectedly.

Gawain took the Dawn Church's flyer and glanced at it briefly: "It's all empty promises, nothing substantial. At least give out ten eggs."

“Exactly, what era are we living in? Eloquence is useless now, eloquence is useful now,” Hill chimed in.

"Alright, stop joking around. Let's go home after we've finished shopping."

Hugh followed his two living fathers closely, afraid that if he went ahead, they would get lost. It took them three hours to find the school gate.

On the way, Hill was still nagging: "Gawain, you wouldn't happen to be a princess of a fallen kingdom, would you?"

Why do you have such a bizarre and outlandish idea?

"That's how it's always written in novels: the male protagonist is young, rich, witty, and charming, and one day a new girl moves into the dorm..."

"Stop! Read less novels in the future. They're all just scams. Do I look like a princess fleeing from disaster?"

Gao Wen curled his lip in disdain. If this were a novel, he would be the protagonist, since he has a system.

"Don't judge a book by its cover. Sometimes, what you see isn't necessarily the truth," Hill sighed, as if recalling some unpleasant memory.

That night, I raised my glass; that night, my heart was broken.

"..."

What have you been through?

Hill's words made sense, and Gawain couldn't refute them. The world was full of all sorts of hair colors because of the nobles' example. The atmosphere was unusually open. It was hard to say whether it would escalate to a more diverse range of genders in the future, but cross-dressing magic definitely existed.

Thinking about it this way, maybe there are still magical transformation spells that haven't been cast on the other side of Chaos.

That's too dangerous. Chaos rewards are entirely random. If he gets involved in Chaos sacrifices again, he's a complete idiot!

The three returned to their dormitory. Hill, dissatisfied with Hugh for not being able to check in at the Mystery Shop, challenged Gawain to another day in front of Hugh.

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Gao Wen nodded perfunctorily, indicating that he would definitely do it next time.

Upon first meeting his two roommates, aside from their backgrounds being a major problem that would drag him into the power struggle, everything else seemed fine.

Hill may seem rough around the edges, but he is actually bold and meticulous, adhering to the Griffith family's rule of neither causing trouble nor fearing it in his every word and action. His interpersonal skills are impeccable; he knows how to advance and retreat gracefully. When treating him to a meal, he spends money like water without batting an eye, but when Hill buys clothes and school supplies, he doesn't step forward to pay the bill.

We're all brothers, none of us are superior to the other.

Such people may cause trouble, but it's all minor stuff that they can handle on their own and won't cause any major problems for those around them.

On the contrary, Hugh, at first glance, is polite and never causes trouble for others, but given his status, once he gets into trouble, it will be a huge problem that even the people around him combined cannot handle.

"Looks like I'm in trouble now..."

Gawain lay in bed, having had a fruitful day, having gleaned a great deal of information about Vansen from Hill.

For example, after leaving his job, Fan Sen did not leave Silver City. After many years of business, he had accumulated considerable wealth, and with the support of the second prince, he was certainly well-off with both money and manpower.

For example, even though Fan Sen is gone, his influence in the history department remains considerable, and a group of people will inevitably take the initiative to cause trouble for the freshmen.

There are people eyeing the school with covetous intent, and people outside the school with malicious intentions; things are not peaceful anywhere.

"Wonderful!"

The mission is here!

Gao Wen secretly praised Fan Weiqi, who had selflessly fed others and left behind a son to carry on his legacy. Both were his trusted advisors.

The Fan family was full of loyal and brave men; they should be posthumously granted the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Val

"Speaking of which family I belong to, which family do I actually belong to?"

Gawain slowly closed his eyes. He came to the Royal Magic University not only to learn knowledge and shed the label of being raised by his father, but also to find out his origins.

Although we haven't gotten a direct answer yet, we've found quite a few clues from the sidelines. Just looking at his roommate's arrangements, his family background must be quite impressive.

It could be royalty, or... a prince from a neighboring country... perhaps the truth lies unexpectedly, just as Hill said, a prince from a fallen kingdom.

"The dormitory was arranged by Dean Rousseau of the Philosophy Department, so he must know some inside information."

Gawain planned to follow the trail and investigate, just in case. Before meeting Rousseau, he wanted to check his school records.

It's not guaranteed, but there will definitely be clues.

……

Silent all night.

The next day at dawn, I got up at 6:30, meditated for half an hour, washed up, went out the south gate to buy breakfast, and left the dormitory at 8:00 to go to the teaching building.

His schedule was so strict it was almost harsh, rain or shine, he was like a robot.

It's better not to mention Hill; he has a well-known reputation for being ignorant and incompetent, and he never intended to try to salvage the situation.

In his words, besides inheriting his father's title, several business associations, dozens of large villas, and hundreds of fair-skinned and beautiful maids, what else does he have in the future? What is he?

Bah, it's nothing!

Being nothing is the best way to inherit the Griffith family.

The king's wallet doesn't need to be too clever or capable. With His Majesty's policies as a safety net, even a pig could fly. Being cultured is actually a bad thing.

The act of giving up is justified and well-founded!

Of course, if Hugh is willing to go further, the next head of the Griffith family could also become shrewd and capable.

Gao Wen got up at seven o'clock, ate a quick breakfast, and went to the administrative office building again.

The staff left work on time, strictly adhering to the rules and regulations. They wouldn't even spare a minute. When he went yesterday, the store was already closed, and he hadn't picked up his textbooks yet. He had to go pay for the books today.

In an office with about eight people, the youngest employee was boiling water, sweeping the floor, washing teacups, and making tea, while several experienced veterans were flipping through the school newspaper. The scene was so familiar that Gao Wen exclaimed that the world setting had changed, but the essence remained the same.

"You're Gao Wen?"

Just as Gao Wen was leaving to collect his textbooks, a middle-aged man with the words 'Assistant: Vito' on his badge stopped him at the office door.

Before Gawain could speak, Vito snorted and said in a low voice, "The Royal Magic University only accepts elites. I don't know what kind of luck you had, but you'd better watch out and don't give me any leverage over you!"

The sound wasn't too loud or too soft, and everyone else in the office heard it. Except for the person sweeping the floor who was curious, everyone else went about their business.

So what if you catch me? You can't deduct my credits.

No, who are you?

Gao Wen raised an eyebrow. He was looking for trouble, either by demanding bribes or seeking revenge.

I understand. Before the troops move, the lackeys go first. This refers to Fan Sen's henchmen.

He encountered difficulties before even entering the classroom, but Gao Wen remained calm. This was an office; it wasn't so easy to embarrass him.

“You’re right. Professor Fan Sen is indeed all-powerful. Offending him is like offending everyone. Even Dean Rousseau can’t protect me!” Gawain shouted.

"..." x8

Why are you shouting so loudly?

Vito was stunned. After realizing what was happening, he hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense! I didn't mention Professor Van Sen. That's not what I said!"

"So what did you say?"

"I...I told you to study hard and not waste the school's teaching resources," Vito said anxiously.

"Are you a teacher?"

"..."

"Ha, meddling in other people's business, you're nothing but a big shot!"

Gawain gave a disdainful snort, raised his head slightly and pointed his nostrils at Vito, then walked out of the office with an arrogant air, leaving the trembling middle-aged office assistant behind.

Based on his years of experience working in an office, he believes that middle-aged people who still hold the title of assistant are mostly frustrated and have a strong sense of self-esteem. To deal with such people, the best approach is to directly undermine their moral character.

Gawain didn't take Vito seriously; he was a nobody, not worth mentioning. Dissatisfied with the AI ​​assistant's feigned inactivity, he grumbled to himself, "What's going on? Why doesn't it issue a 'slap in the face' task? It hasn't said a word for days; I almost forgot I even had a system."

"..."

The AI ​​assistant remained silent. Last time, when it issued a mission to retaliate against the provocation, Gao Wen simply showed his student ID and resolved the situation. The shadow of that incident still lingered, and fearing a repeat, Gao Wen invoked the name of the Third Prince Xiu, using a clever trick of borrowing power to complete the mission.

"Don't be afraid, feel free to issue tasks. The people in the school are all minor figures; I can handle it myself." Gao Wen roughly knew what the AI ​​assistant was worried about. Training AI has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it is obedient, but the disadvantage is that it lacks initiative.

Gawain told the AI ​​assistant to be bolder. He wouldn't take shortcuts in the school's tasks, because if Hugh was involved, the other side would bring in the second prince, and the situation would escalate beyond his control.

"I'd like to see what other underhanded tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Chapter 27 I thought I was going to fight ten of them.

The Royal Magic University has four student areas: east, west, south, and north. The east area only has the School of Theology, which also has only one Department of Universal Theology.

Many churches have expressed dissatisfaction with this arrangement, arguing that God's people should not study with heretics.

The principal said it was all the king's arrangement and he was just following orders. The king said he respected the school's choice and didn't want to interfere. The ball was being passed around, and they were still passing it around in their own half.

There is a reason for this arrangement.

In the first year of the Universal Year, the Pantheon descended, and the Universal Church and the Universal Empire were established in succession.

Nowadays, the universal church and empires are gone, and power and territory have been divided up again and again. There is no single dominant church or kingdom.

If possible, the king would love to abolish the damn seminary immediately and force all the students to serve the country, but the centipede does not die easily, and the influence of the church makes it necessary for the seminary to exist.

Conversely, if possible, the Church would prefer that the Royal Magic University consist only of the Seminary, so that all students would serve the Church wholeheartedly. However, its former glory is gone, the conflicts between churches are irreconcilable, and its influence can only protect one Seminary, which is insufficient to command the King at will.

The existence of the seminary is a compromise between the two parties.

From the perspective of the Kingdom of Jinyao, training seminary students is tantamount to manufacturing cannon fodder for the church, so they try every means to suppress them, and not distinguishing academic departments according to different denominations is the most effective way.

Heretics are everywhere you look, so you can imagine how lively the East District is.

King: Go ahead and fight! The entire East District is yours. Close the door and kill them all.

As long as they don't cause trouble in the other three districts, even if the students in the East District blow up the teaching building, the King won't even blink an eye.

Getting back to the main point, the Royal Magic University has a total of 25 departments. Leaving aside the East Campus, the remaining three campuses have a total of 24 departments. In terms of reputation and influence, the West Campus is dominated by the Medical School and the Engineering School; the North Campus has the Business School, the Agriculture School, and the Education School; and the South Campus has the Philosophy School and the Law School.

The School of Philosophy includes departments of Philosophy, Journalism, History, Literature, and Drama.

From Gawain's perspective, this arrangement is somewhat unreasonable, but due to the influence of the world context, this is the only way to divide it.

The Royal Magic University was founded eighty years ago, with a history of less than a century. It is said that it was planned by a wise man for the king at the time, but who that man was is unknown. All that is known is that the establishment of the Royal Magic University was a pioneering innovation, and in less than ten years, it greatly increased the national strength of the Kingdom of Golden Sun.

Other countries: Your reform is great, let me copy it.