Chapter Sixty-Eight: Night Chatter
With the Final Four decided, the Rising Stars race is also coming to an end.
Although most of the students did not know the outcome of the match, the teachers who were the referees were clear.
At noon, several teachers gathered in the lounge and began to talk about the new students.
A goatee teacher sat on the mahogany sofa with a teacup, took a sip, and then said with a sigh: "The students of these classes are much better than we were then." ”
"Yes, in recent years, geniuses have emerged as if they don't need money, most of the freshmen used to be sequences 2-3, and the estimates of sequence 4 are about 50, and this session of more than 1,200 people is basically at the level of sequence 3, and there are nearly 200 sequences of 4." A kind old lady with glasses also said.
"Although some people did not participate in the Rising Star Competition, it can be seen that it has great potential just by participating in the more than 100 sequence 4s, and about 10 of them have gold-level strength in sequence 4, and two of them have even reached the pearl level, which is almost the combat power of sequence 6, which is really amazing." The goatee-goated teacher continued to sigh.
At this time, one of the teachers leaning on the chaise longue also spoke, he was like an old lion, with a gray beard on his face, and his voice was low and loud.
"Whenever I see those new geniuses, those young people who have reached the same sequence as us in just a few years, I often have the illusion that we are not too obsessed with the experience of the past and abandoned by the times." After a pause, he continued.
"Believe in yourself, it's not a delusion."
"That's true, but sometimes I think they're hard." The goatee-goat-bearded teacher seemed to be reminiscing about the past.
"I remember when I was in school, there were a lot of leisure activities in Emenas, and sometimes we would take advantage of the holidays to travel together, and the farthest time we even flew directly to the Plantagenet Dynasty in the east on a griffin to see the colorful phoenix lanterns of that time. I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life, and it is always so nostalgic. ”
"It's a pity that it's not right now, the freshmen are eager to improve their strength, and their minds are full of getting stronger, and sometimes they don't even come to cultural classes, which is really a bit unusual."
"You old man still say such things, and you don't look at the era anymore." The kind old lady retorted.
"When you went to school, the west wind was still in the Zhongxing period, because the canal between the north and the south was opened, everyone became rich and generous for a while, and the pressure was not great. A few years after the end of the 'Battle of the Broken Bow', the empire stopped expanding and concentrated on rectifying the interior of the construction, and it was also an era of large-scale construction, and many people, not only commoners, but also nobles also concentrated on those big projects, because they needed manpower, and they were also much more tolerant and kind. ”
"It's completely different now."
"In the past few years, the West Wind was rotten internally, and the people below often couldn't live and could only rebel, and they were simply overthrown last year. The great nobles of the verdant land and resources have gathered up, and it is becoming more and more difficult for the commoners and minor nobles below to get ahead. ”
"Nowadays, which is not desperately drilling up, the young generation of the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua has witnessed the war with their own eyes, and the sense of crisis is full, and the verdant civilian students also want to get the status of nobility to take a breath. It is also those students born in wealthy families who are more comfortable. ”
"Alas....... Yes, but when will this end? The old man with the goatee stroked his beard.
The bearded man took a sip of ale and then said, "A big battle." The winning side gains a large amount of land and new resources to stabilize and balance the interior, and if it loses, it can also bury the internal thorns, vacate the position, and then gain stability for a longer period of time. ”
"Is there no other way?" The goatee teacher sighed a little.
"It's hard because the cake is so big and there are so many people who want to eat it." The big man with white cheeks made a gap and continued to analyze.
"The population of the Verdant Empire has increased a lot in recent years, and there is a lot of resentment in the lower area, and the dragons of doom in the south already have some thoughts."
"They are the closest to the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, and they are also the most convenient to vent this backlog of dark fire to the next door."
"As soon as the war started, the name of the country's righteousness was pressed down, and then all the ruffians who were usually restless were conscripted, petty nobles, low-level transcendentals, etc., were sent to the battlefield, leaving only most of the stable and honest peasants and craftsmen in the handicraft industry, so that it would be much easier to manage in the future."
"The Emperor's Technique, it's really cruel." The goatee-bearded teacher shook his head.
"Hah, cruel what? That's life. ”
"You humans are like that, you are stupid to live a stable life. Since we were children, we orcs have to compete with our brothers for milk and drink, and when we grow up, we will take our brothers and neighboring villages to grab pastures and grasslands, and after becoming transcendental, we have to compete with Warcraft for living space. ”
"The meaning of life is to fight, to keep fighting, to keep knocking out the weak guys, and then our offspring will get stronger and stronger."
"Okay, okay, don't fight, you were all very cute when you were young, why are you getting more and more stubborn now."
The old lady played a round field, her silver hair showed pointed ears, she was not only the teacher of the new students, but also the teacher of the two in the room, and her rank can be said to be very high.
"Yes, dear Lady Joan." In the face of the former teacher, the two male teachers still maintained their former respect and no longer argued about the matter.
"By the way, that black-haired Miss Oriental abstained."
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After the battle, the sky was completely dark, and Bumantha and Loran were walking on the way back, the orange candlelight on the side of the road shining on the ground through the thick glass.
"Lorraine, why did you want me to enter the Final Four?"
Bumantha asked the black-haired girl beside her with a little confusion, the shoes under her feet avoided some small puddles, and occasionally some pink petals could be seen falling from the branches, falling into the puddles, waving faint ripples.
"Because Bumantha wants to meet more powerful people, and besides, you need that precious crystal-level creation too."
"It's very needed, but I think it's not good to let others abstain because of their own needs."
"Do you want me to tell the truth?" The figure walking in front of Lorain Hill turned his head and said a little playfully. The clear eyes reflect the warm yellow light, sparkling like jewels.
"Because I want to keep a low profile, if I win the championship, although it can be kept secret for the time being, it will always be heard and become the center of the conversation, after all, you can't keep your opponent's mouth shut."
"Being stared at every day makes me very tired, and sometimes I want to be lazy."
"So you can't bear to push me out and attract everyone's attention?" Hearing this, Bumantha also smiled.
"Don't say that, Sister Bumansha, you have to believe me, it's really a good heart." With that, Loren Hill blinked his dark crystal pupils.