"It's already dark!" Actually, he knew it was dark the moment he opened his eyes. It wasn't because the jar was dark, but because he had a feeling. A sense of the change of day and night, rooted in instinct. After ascending to celestial status, even this subtle feeling became more sensitive.
"Sure enough. It's already dark?" Zhu Xianxun laughed. "What day do you think it is today?"
"." Shangluo was stunned. "What number?"
"It's the first day of August, kid! You've been soaking in the jar for 49 days, almost two months! I can even eat soaked ginger, and my sister is back from her internship. You're finally awake!"
"Ahhh! An exam! Ahhhh!!! What should I do with the exam? And there's also a car race!"
"No rush, you still have a month. It's not a small amount of time, right? The car race is another matter, and just passing the exam will be fine. What do you want to take the exam for, the scholar?"
"Yes, is that difficult?"
"That's the simplest entry-level exam, also known as the 'National Standard Academic Proficiency Test.' Although it's given after compulsory education, it's actually only at the junior high school level. It's also a proficiency test, with a pass rate over 98%, so basically anyone can pass. Once you pass, you become a scholar. Because it's so easy, there's now an age limit of at least 16. After passing this, the Autumn Examination in September is the more difficult one. Whether you pass depends on your ability."
"Then which university should I apply to?"
"Of course, you take the Mingjing exam to get into university. You have to choose between the Jinshi exam and the Mingjing exam. The two are held at the same time. If you want fame, take the Jinshi exam. If you want to get into university, take the Mingjing exam."
"What if you want both fame and education?"
Chapter 219 Tea
"Then the Jinshi exam is also possible," Zhu Xianxun replied. "If you're capable, then take it. If your score is good enough for a Jiansheng, you can go to the Imperial College, just like the Mingjing exam. But then again, the difficulty of the Jinshi exam has never decreased since ancient times, and the difficulty of passing the Jinshi exam to enter the university is the same as it was hundreds of years ago. I don't think you can write policy essays. Can you write policy essays? Policy and theory. For example, what are your views and opinions on the state-run coal and iron industry?"
Shangluo shook his head.
"Tsk, that's really hard to say. Nowadays, few people let children study for the Jinshi exam from a young age; it's too difficult. It's just as easy to get into university with the Mingjing exam and then take the Jinshi exam. It's not a big problem. And for some questions, you need to go to university and acquire the professional knowledge to know how to write policy essays. If it's the Mingjing exam, you're an engineer, right? How many points do you get in physics and chemistry? How many points do you usually get in Chinese? What about math?"
"Forehead"
"It's over." Zhu Xianxun's steering wheel shook. "You're not going to fail the test, are you?"
"It shouldn't be a big deal, actually." This wasn't a big deal for Shangluo, as he'd already passed the exam. Natural science knowledge was the same everywhere, so he could handle the exam here.
But even if you take the test, you don't know how many points you will get. Moreover, the question types on both sides are different, so it is difficult to guess the intention of the test setter.
"Then do your best." Zhu Xianxun glanced at him, "The only thing I can't help you with is the imperial examination."
"So, Your Highness the Princess has to do an internship?"
"Yeah. But she's another matter. She passed the exam a long time ago. I'm worried about her job. Forget it, get off first."
When they got there, he went down to the other side and held Shangluo's hand: "Are you okay? I saw your legs were a little weak just now."
"It's okay, not a big problem. It's spiritual fluid after all, I didn't even notice much of a change. By the way, how's the guy in the hospital?"
Shangluo remembered that there was a warrior who was injured by the "evil spirit" and was lying in the hospital.
"His condition is very promising, and all his physical indicators have been gradually recovering over the past month. The hospital is trying to use spiritual fluid on other patients, but it doesn't work everywhere. As for the warrior, besides soaking in spiritual fluid once a week, his current medical treatment is mainly focused on repairing his appearance, which is a bit tricky. Because of the extensive burns on his body, we hope to send him back in good health. He said he wants to go back to work after he recovers. After all, he's completely fearless now."
"That's true." Even injuries of this degree can be salvaged, and the treatment process doesn't seem to be painful, so there's really nothing to be afraid of.
"Morale is high at the several evil spirit research facilities in the Gobi Desert. We've already been shipping the spiritual fluid over there on a regular basis. If anything comes up, we'll soak it there before sending it back. Come on, get out of the car."
He held Shangluo's arm and helped him out of the car.
Shangluo's feet touched the ground.
Both of them were stunned for a moment.
"Oh no!" Zhu Xianxi slapped his head. "I forgot to get your shoes. You don't need to wear shoes in Yuxi Palace. The gold bricks inside are suitable for walking. Wait here, I'll go back and get your shoes."
"No, no, no." Shangluo looked up and saw that this place was at the back door of Changchun Palace. Although there were a few steps of cement road, it was not a big problem.
He stood on the ground - it was a hot August day, and the cement road was a little hot to the feet. But the ground was very clean and there was not much dust, so it was no big deal to step on it.
Only after walking to the back door did Zhu Xianxun take out a pair of leather slippers from the shoe cabinet.
"You can wear this first. I've already asked someone to get your original clothes, including your school uniform and other clothes."
"Oh right." Shangluo raised his sleeves, which seemed a little longer. "What is this dress?"
"These are my pajamas from childhood. I've never worn them because I have many sets of the same clothes, and the ones I haven't worn are always kept in the closet. You seem to be a little shorter than I was when I was a child, so the sleeves are longer. Since it's not easy to let others prepare things for Yuxi Palace, I prepared my own clothes. These slippers are also the ones I wore when I was a child. Do they fit?"
"It seems." Shangluo tried it and found it was a little bigger, making a "clacking" sound when he walked.
"Put your pajamas back on. Your other luggage has already been sent back."
Shangluo felt his pockets—his phone was still in his hand. As for the Spear of the Sun God...
Zhu Xianxun noticed his gaze and asked, "Are you looking for the magic weapon? The spear?"
"Yes, where's the spear?"
"It's upstairs in my office. I don't trust anyone else with it, so I've kept it in my office. You should put it away for the next two days."
"Can this be put away?"
"They've all been refined into magical weapons, so of course you can put them away. But I'm not very good at it, so I'll ask Master Zhang to teach you. Ask him at the meeting tomorrow morning."
Entering the office on the second floor, Shangluo immediately spotted the Spear of the Sun God—behind Zhu Xianxun's seat, draped with the drooping five-colored Taichang flag, disguised as a flagpole. Though it was blatantly displayed, within easy reach of Zhu Xianxun, it didn't seem out of place. As the Son of Heaven, it made perfect sense to have a golden flagpole in his office.
"Please sit down for a while. It's not time for dinner yet." He asked Shangluo to sit down next to the seat against the wall, and then took a brown paper bag from the table.
"Here are the documents for you. First, the meal voucher. It hasn't expired yet, so you can still go out to dine with your friends. Then there's the letter of credence. I told you to take a look. And then there are four copies of the 'Dichao' for this month."
"'Di Chao'?" Shangluo took a look and saw that they were four quite thick newspapers, all densely covered with words.
"It's internal reference material that's not publicly available. It contains imperial edicts, memorials, and news items. Take a look. If you can't finish it, take it home. Oh, and by the way, there are some newspaper clippings for you. Wait a minute, I'll get them. Also, please let me know as soon as possible that you're safe. Your friends often ask about you."
He left the brown paper bag where it was and went out.
Shangluo first picked up the letter, looked up, and saw it was indeed from Rome. The sender was Emperor Victoria III Augustus, and the message was very simple: Augustus, the Prince of the Moon, respectfully writes to the Emperor of the Sun: My heart is bright, and the moon is full and flawless.
"Huh?" Shangluo was stunned. "What do you mean?"
He couldn't understand this incoherent sentence at all.
The door creaked open. Shangluo looked over, expecting Zhu Xianxun to return, but it was a girl he didn't recognize. She was wearing ill-fitting blue overalls, so big they looked like pockets, and a baseball cap worn backwards to cover her hair.
As soon as she came in, she went straight to Zhu Xianxun's desk, grabbed the teapot on the table, and drank it all in one gulp from the spout.
"Ah~~ It feels so good. I'm dying of heat."
Only then did she notice that Shangluo was sitting by the wall.
"You are."
"Ah, I am."
"Who are you? Why are you in my house? Why are you wearing my brother's clothes? Where is my brother? Wait, why is your hair white? Why are your eyes red? Ah!!! Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Come here quickly!"
Chapter 220 The White Hair of the Celestial Being
"Fox fairy?" Shangluo raised his sleeves. "There's a fox fairy like me?"
"Read less comics, my little ancestor." Zhu Xianxun came in right after him. As soon as he came in, he saw his sister looking at Shangluo as if she had seen a ghost. After a brief inquiry, he learned that Shangluo had been mistaken for the fox fairy Xiaobai.
"Fox Fairy Xiaobai? What comic is that?" Shangluo hadn't even read Wang Lingguan, let alone this one.
"It's serialized in the same book as Wang Lingguan. I think it's called 'Fox Fairy in the House.' It's one of the countless post-Liaozhai works. I don't know why it's so popular."
"Because the fairy fox clan lives in seclusion in the modern city. Woohoo, living in the home of a wealthy young master, working as the eldest sister to support the livelihood of her younger siblings, and also having to deal with several beautiful boys. Woohoo~~ What a touching story. Brother, you must like to watch it too, so you play role-playing with the white-haired, red-eyed sister. Although I won't forgive you, and I will definitely tell my sister-in-law, I understand your hobby. I like the fox fairy sister too."
"Just get one thing straight. This person is a man."
"."
"Do you understand it?"
"So you like the fox brother Qingqiu, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Ahhh! It's not role play! It's real!"
She finally found out.
She finally discovered it.
Shangluo sat there without moving the whole time, he was a little scared.
"If it's true, wow! Your hair!" She touched Shangluo's head, "Your hair is in great condition! It doesn't get tangled no matter how much I rub it. It's very smooth from the ends to the roots. Where did you get your hair done? Can you tell me?"
"Alright, alright, come here." Zhu Xianxun dragged her to his desk, facing Shangluo. "Let me introduce you. This is my younger sister. Her full name is Zhu Xianxun, but she's not yet an adult, so her real name hasn't been made public. You can call her Lingling or Zhuling, that's her scientific name. When I was in school, I also used a scientific name like 'Zhu Ye', both of which have the character 'fire' in them."
"Ah, Princess. Hello." Shangluo stood up and nodded to her.
"Hello, hello, hello." Zhu Ling seemed very excited, her attention was completely on Shangluo's hair.
"Don't look at his hair. He's going to dye it back to black soon." This was something Zhu Xianxun had discussed with Shangluo before. He would probably dye his hair back tomorrow afternoon.
"Ahhh! Why! Such a beautiful cool white with a seashell-like purple glow, why would you dye it back?"
"Because school rules forbid dyeing hair," Shangluo replied, "I can't even get into school with this white hair."
"Aren't we supposed to follow school rules, either?! That's outrageous! Brother, brother, brother, this doesn't make sense."
"What's the point of you calling me that! I didn't make the school rules. The Ministry of Rites made them. They're the same in all primary and secondary schools across the country."
"Shangluo!" Zhu Ling asked him again, "You must be very regretful to dye your hair back, even though it's so beautiful."
"Ah, that." Admittedly, that question hit the nail on the head. Shangluo actually thought it was quite pretty. Not a pale, dry white, but a shell-white, a warm white with a shimmering purple. That's why Zhu Ling mistook him for an immortal the moment he entered—even if he was a fox immortal, even if it was a role-playing act, it was clear at first glance that he wasn't an ordinary person.
But there was no way around it; the school rules were what they were. Although he was now a celestial being, although he had already established his foundation, life had to go on. He had a school to attend, with respectable teachers and lovely classmates (some of them), and he still had exams to take and competitions to prepare for. He loved this world, and the world loved him back. Although the school rules sometimes made things a little difficult, he didn't dislike them.
Because no one walks alone on the path to transcendence. Whether it's wealth, companions, Dharma, or land, regardless of the order, it ultimately depends on "others." Even the transmission of spiritual ordination requires interaction with other immortals. Without others, even immortality is meaningless. After all, longevity ultimately serves the purpose of longevity; longevity without others is meaningless.
Shangluo didn't want to be the last person on Earth, and most people probably wouldn't think so either. When you're the last person, the very definition of being human becomes questionable—if you don't receive a response from your kind, what's the difference between a person and a meteorite? What's the difference between being on Earth and being in a vacuum? Apollonia felt this much more deeply than Shangluo, for she could, at any moment, fall into the cage of eternal loneliness.
After establishing his foundation as a celestial being, Shangluo became more and more clear about this. He placed Apollonia in a pocket that was closer to his body to prevent her from falling.
"Tsk, it's a pity anyway." Zhu Ling shook her head. "Since you want to dye your hair, I'll recommend a place for you. Such fine hair must be taken good care of."
"Hey hey." Zhu Xianxun pulled her to face him, "That's hair, not a houseplant. How she likes to take care of it is her business. Don't interfere with her decision."
"Oh, sorry, sorry." Zhu Ling was a little embarrassed. "I think I'm used to it. It's an occupational disease. Sorry."
"You've only been working for a few days and you already have an occupational disease? Stop making a scene. Change your clothes and eat quickly."
"Oh." Zhu Ling responded, opened the door and walked out. Her room was on the third floor.
"Occupational disease?" Shangluo asked Zhu Xianxin, "Is this her job?"
"Ha," Zhu Xianxi sighed, "Forget about her occupation. You'll know once you take a look. You'll understand immediately once you take a look."
Zhu Ling appeared at the door. She was coming down the stairs, passing the office door, saying hello, and then going down to the first floor. She had changed out of her work clothes into her home pajamas—panda pajamas. A panda hood, in panda colors, and her head peeked out from the middle, with two small, semicircular panda ears perched on top.
"Ah!!!" Shangluo understood immediately, "Could it be the panda keeper?"
"Yes, panda keeper. I don't know what's so good about this. A panda eats 12 kilograms of bamboo and poops 8 kilograms of feces every day. 4 out of hours are spent sleeping, and the remaining hours are spent eating. What are you looking at me like that?"
"So awesome, so awesome!" Shangluo's eyes were shining.
"You like it too?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Shangluo nodded repeatedly.
"It's strange. You don't even watch Wang Lingguan, but you like this. Kids nowadays really don't understand."
Chapter 221 The First Day of the Celestial Being
Shangluo then asked, "Can I touch the panda?"
"Of course. Why didn't you tell me earlier that you wanted to touch one? There are pandas in both the Royal Park and Hongshan Zoo. You can't touch the ones in Hongshan Zoo, but you can touch the ones in the Royal Park because I raise them. Are pandas really that cute? They eat 100 kilograms and poop 80 kilograms."
Shangluo didn't reply, just nodded.
"You really do like it. Then when Zhu Ling goes on internship next time, ask her to take you with her. Actually, she's just doing a part-time job and she just happened to have no classes this afternoon. She's a senior in high school this year. If she can really persist in working so hard until college, I'll call her cruel."
"People who truly love pandas will definitely persevere."
"Well, turning a hobby into a career is always a good thing. However, only those who work there for a long time will understand how hard it is. I'll wait and see."
"By the way," Shangluo asked, "what level are pandas in our area?"
"It's a national treasure," Zhu Xianxun replied. "If any animal can represent our country—besides creatures like dragons that don't exist in reality—it's the panda. Although pandas have a carnivorous stomach and sharp teeth and claws, they are kind by nature and feed on bamboo and wood. They do eat meat, but only the flesh of animals that have died naturally. The saying, 'A gentleman in a superior position should not oppress those below,' embodies this principle. It also symbolizes the fundamental policy of our dynasty: governing the world with great courtesy and benevolence. Ah, but..."
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