The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Long Ao, sitting on the ground, looked up upon hearing this: "Can't you lend me one?"

Chen Guan looked at him, and the lie still came out without hesitation: "At that time, we were at the bottom of the sea."

Long Ao shut up.

They're already underwater, so what can he say? He can't exactly ask SpongeBob for help, can he?

It's good that you're alive!

Hongyuan slammed the axe into the ground, stared at Chen Guan for a while, and after confirming that he could speak and walk, a sense of melancholy welled up in her heart.

She's from a prestigious university in Shanghai, and she impulsively came to Tsinghua University. Is that really okay?

Yin Chen, that shrewd fellow, refused to take the first ride back and stayed in the Northern Territory with Su Yuehe for the time being.

An Changqing sheathed his sword, his expression still not good.

Where did you go after Shanghai?

This problem arose very quickly.

Fortunately, Chen Guan was prepared: "I was swept into the seabed, and the seawater carried me to a very far place. I just found my way."

Hongyuan moved the claw marks on her shoulder that were starting to bleed, and shifted her gaze from Chen Guan to An Changqing.

"As long as you're alive, that's enough. Don't stand here in the cold wind."

She hoisted the heavy axe back onto her shoulder.

"Having gotten used to the cold in the North, I feel that the climate here is not suitable for people to live in."

Just then, the phone rang. Chen Guan answered it, and the old man's urgent voice came through.

"Did you pick him up?"

Chen Guan looked at the three miserable people in front of him.

"I picked them all up. One can walk, one can yell, and the other seems to be carsick."

Long Ao immediately raised his head and observed the people around him.

Who are you talking about?

"I'm talking about whoever responds first."

Long Ao swallowed his rebuttal, feeling frustrated.

His overworked body simply didn't have the strength to continue pushing himself.

Situ Ming on the other end let out a long breath, then suppressed his anger and unleashed a roar.

"Bring them all back safely, especially that brat An Changqing. Make him stop using his supernatural powers immediately."

He paused for a few seconds before issuing his ultimatum.

"If he dares to jump around in space again, I'll tie his legs to the platform tonight."

An Changqing heard the threat but did not respond.

He knew the teacher meant well.

He gripped the scabbard tightly in his palm, then turned and walked toward the academy gate.

Chen Guan lifted his leg and followed, and the group passed through the forest path on the outer layer of the barrier.

The guiding light emitted from the array platform stretched along the ground, creating a path back home.

When Chen Guan and the others returned to the academy's spatial array platform, Situ Ming was already standing at the edge of the platform waiting for them.

The old man's coat was draped askew, and the pen in his hand was making a cracking sound as he gripped it.

As soon as An Changqing stepped out of the array, Situ Ming's gaze fell on him.

"An Changqing".

An Changqing, who had been called out, stopped in his tracks.

"Why don't you explain why you crossed more than 10,000 kilometers from the Northern War Zone and brought two people back with you?"

Situ Ming's voice was laced with suppressed anger.

"Are you planning to have the medical building arrange a single room for you tomorrow, or should I just apply for a reserve martyr's quota for you? You want to go up there as soon as Chen Guan came down, don't you?"

The teacher on duty next to him lowered his head, trying to pretend he hadn't heard.

Long Ao sat on the edge of the array platform, his complexion better than before. Upon hearing this, he pointed to himself.

"Teacher, I was dragged back."

Situ Ming glanced at him.

"Shut up too."

"Being dragged back alive means you're lucky, but it doesn't mean he was right, nor does it mean you were right."

Long Ao reluctantly lowered his hand.

Red Kite, carrying an axe, still radiating the chill of the northern frontier, watched the spectacle with glee.

You can't insult me ​​just because you insulted the students of Huaqing University.

She was about to say something when Situ Ming's gaze swept over her.

"Hong Yuan, you are from Shanghai Academy."

Hongyuan immediately stood up straight.

Situ Ming continued, "Thank you for visiting Huaqing, but your shoulder is still bleeding."

"If you don't go to the medical building soon, it will be difficult for me to explain when the dean of your Magic City Academy calls."

Hongyuan looked down at the wound on her shoulder.

The blood that had just frozen began to thaw in the warm breeze of Huaqing, seeping down the fabric and leaving a dark stain.

Hongyuan wisely said, "Then I'll go first."

Actually, she was still a little afraid that the old man in front of her would suddenly switch to combat mode and scold her as well.

Just as Chen Guan was about to follow, Situ Ming's gaze turned to him.

"You should go too."

Chen Guan looked at himself: "I'm not injured."

With his perpetual motion machine ability of stepping on his own foot with his left, it would be strange if he got injured.

Situ Ming scoffed.

"You disappeared in Shanghai, life monitoring went offline, and the academy's memorial area was almost activated. Now you're telling me you're not injured?"

Chen Guan thought for a moment.

"The memorial area has not yet been officially opened."

He added, "In terms of procedure, I am still a living person."

The teacher on duty twitched her shoulders twice, managing to suppress her laughter.

Situ Ming stared at Chen Guan for a moment, unable to do anything about it, but still pointed in the direction of the medical building.

Even living people need physical examinations.

As soon as he finished speaking, An Changqing took a step toward Chen's coffin.

The scent of wind and snow had not completely dissipated from him; his hair still carried a chill, and his face was much paler than usual.

After throwing that punch, he seemed to have calmed down a bit. Chen Guan glanced at him and said, "You should check first."

An Changqing said, "Together."

Chen Guan said, "You seem to need it more."

An Changqing replied quickly: "You look like you need to be kept under surveillance more."

Chen Guan had nothing to say.

Barr laughed heartily in his mind.

"Kid, you've finally met your match. Human friendships are such a hassle. You came back alive and now you have to wait in line to be scolded."

Chen Guan ignored him; after all, the empty-nest old man didn't need his attention.

Situ Ming led the group to the medical building.

An Changqing walked slowly on the road.

His steps seemed steady, but every ten or so steps he would press his right hand against his brow.

The process of shifting stars and changing constellations already consumes mental energy. He had just crossed unstable spaces one after another. If it weren't for his strong talent, anyone else would have been lying on the platform waiting for rescue long ago.

Long Ao caught up from behind, his face full of displeasure: "An Changqing, next time you want to run away, you can say so first."

An Changqing turned his head to look at him.

Long Ao said, "At least I can finish my dinner."

Hongyuan nodded in agreement.

"I didn't have time to grab my coat either."

An Changqing was silent for a moment, then said, "You two weren't like this when you were in the Northern Border."

How did this turn into a calm and collected persona?

In fact, Yin Chen and Su Yuehe also wanted to come back, but they still had people they brought with them in the Northern Border, and they couldn't just order them to run away first, so they stayed.

After a long pause, he decided to go along with the two red-haired men and say, "It won't happen again next time."

Chen Guan looked at him, and An Changqing also looked at Chen Guan.

"On the condition that you don't die again."

Chen Guan corrected: "He's not dead."

An Changqing glanced at his phone and announced loudly, "In the system, you have been dead for three hours and forty-seven minutes."

"It was all a system misjudgment."