Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

"Huai Xu...you...you wait a moment..."

After saying that, Aki, with her legs tucked together, moved slowly toward the door in a strange posture.

Ye Sheng wasn't much better off.

His face was pale, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips were pressed tightly together, as if something uncontrollable would happen if he opened his mouth.

"I'm...sorry..."

Ye Sheng uttered two words with difficulty, then followed Aki and disappeared through the door in the same manner.

Huai Xu waited in the banquet hall for two hours.

Aki and Ye Sheng went out and never came back. He sat alone across the long table, listlessly scrolling through his phone. Chen Wenwen sent him three messages on QQ asking how his interview went, Su Xiaoqiang sent two messages scolding him for not coming out yet, Liu Miaomiao sent one "Good luck," and Lu Mingfei sent a question mark.

He replied to each one, and then started browsing the forum.

The hottest topic on Shilan High School's online forum today is "What exactly is Kassel College?"

Some people said it was a diploma mill, some said it was a prestigious private school, some said it was the mysterious academy Chu Zihang went to, and others said it was a branch of the CIA.

Huai Xu replied "Experience +3" below, and then it was deleted by the moderators.

Two hours have passed.

The door finally opened.

Aki walked in, leaning against the door, her face pale, her limbs weak, and her steps unsteady.

Ye Sheng followed behind, one hand supporting himself against the wall, the other clutching his stomach, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The two of them laboriously moved to their respective seats and slowly sat down.

After sitting down, Aki didn't say anything and rested her head on the table for a while.

Looking at her, Huai Xu suddenly felt a strong sense of sympathy.

He had never felt that Aki was so pitiful.

A pretty young woman in her early twenties flew all the way from the United States to recruit students, but she ended up having diarrhea for two hours during the interview.

What kind of situation is this?

Then he realized what was happening.

It's the empathic side effect of "confessing one's feelings".

He could sense Aki and Ye Sheng's emotions.

These emotions flooded his mind, making him feel the same way.

Huai Xu quickly suppressed his emotions.

While confessing one's feelings is appealing, the side effects are indeed troublesome.

"Miss Jiude, are you alright?" Huai Xu asked considerately.

Aki lay on the table and shook her head.

"Should we call an ambulance for you?"

Aki shook her head again, "No...it's just...I probably ate something bad this morning..."

Ye Sheng nodded with difficulty, seconding the motion.

About five minutes later, Aki finally recovered. She slowly sat up, tidied her hair, and picked up the pen on the table.

Her attitude was completely different from when the interview started.

Before, it was just a routine matter; now, I genuinely want to ask.

Clearly, the fact that she had inexplicably sprayed for two hours made her wonder if she was really being haunted by something.

"Huai Xu, classmate."

"Um?"

"You just said... something unclean is bothering us?"

Huai Xu nodded.

"And then we..." Aki paused, seemingly reluctant to say the word, "...we did that..."

"right."

Aki remained silent for a while.

"Could you describe in more detail what you saw?"

Huai Xu shook his head.

"No. What I see is different every time. Sometimes it's smoke, sometimes it's fog, sometimes it's a blurry shadow... I can't see clearly what it is."

Aki nodded and made a few notes in her notebook.

"When did you start being able to see these things?"

Huai Xu sat up straighter, his expression becoming serious; he was about to begin weaving.

With the added weight of a "confession," the audience will instinctively find his words believable.

The same principle applies when you genuinely feel the emotions and thoughts of others; in turn, others will also genuinely feel your "sincerity."

"It was a night."

Aki stopped writing and looked at him.

It's pouring rain.

"I have a high fever, a very high fever."

"My mother carried me to the hospital in the rain... On the way, I was drowsy and saw a scene."

"What scene?"

"A giant black dragon."

Aki paused for a moment.

"It lay on a snow-capped mountain, the mountain stained red with its blood... It had golden eyes, and it just stared at me..."

"There are still many corpses... human corpses..."

Aki and Ye Sheng exchanged a glance.

Both of their expressions changed.

If they had previously thought of Huai Xu as just a slightly strange high school student, they had now abandoned that notion.

A black dragon.

Snow mountain.

Red blood.

Golden pupils.

In the world of mixed-race people, these images have only one meaning.

Black King.

Nidhogg.

"and then?"

"Then I woke up. The fever was gone, but ever since then, I've been able to see things... things that other people can't see."

After Huai Xu finished speaking, his expression returned to its harmless state.

Aki wrote a few words in the notebook.

"Suspected to be a mixed-race individual, bloodline level to be determined."

"It seems that traces of the dragon race can be seen, possibly some kind of perception-based incantation."

After she finished writing, she closed the notebook. According to the procedure, there was one last question.

However, the answer to this question is no longer important.

"One last question, Huai Xu. Do you think the foundation of human existence is idealistic or materialistic?"

Huai Xu gave his answer without hesitation.

"Neither."

Aki was taken aback.

"What is that?"

"The foundation of human survival is sexual repression, and this world is a huge sexual repression."

"?"

"?"

Ye Sheng coughed beside him, clearly choked by his own saliva.

"Huai Xu, why...why do you think that?"

"Because sexual repression is the underlying driving force behind all human behavior."

"From Freud's perspective, sex is the driving force behind all human behavior. But the development of human society is essentially about suppressing this driving force. The more advanced the civilization, the deeper the suppression."

"Look, in primitive society, people did whatever they wanted, there was no repression, so there was no civilization. Later, morality, laws, and religion emerged, and these things all suppressed human instincts. But it is precisely this suppression that gave birth to art, literature, science, philosophy..."

"Because it can't be released directly, it needs an outlet. Some people write poetry, some paint, some invent things, some play tile-making... cough cough, some play games."

"These are all byproducts of sexual repression."

Aki listened very attentively.

From a certain perspective, what he said seems to make some sense?

No, no, what is she thinking?

"Therefore, the foundation of human survival is neither idealism nor materialism, but sexual repression. Idealism and materialism are both appearances; sexual repression is the essence."

"Nietzsche said that man is a rope tied between the animal and the superman. But he didn't say what that rope is. I'll tell you, that rope is sexual repression."

"It binds you between animal instincts and civilized ideals, preventing you from fully releasing yourself or completely transcending them. You sway back and forth in the middle, and that's how all of human civilization came about."

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