Guan Zhengxu, a second-year student at a second-rate university, is 20 years old.

The motor nerves are average, and the grades are average. No girlfriend for 20 years. No reward, no punishment. An ordinary college student.

The teacher commented: "Ah, the order, the dull child." ”

Parents commented: "You have to study hard, it's relatively slow." ”

It is precisely because he is relatively sluggish, so he rarely panics when encountering disasters, and is a person who can accept anything, to put it simply, he is not afraid of big things, and his nerves are big, which is the basic quality and inherent natural skills of modern Chinese college students.

If you see someone who can fly, you will be surprised. But as an ordinary person, seeing a person who can fly is just surprised, it can be regarded as Taishan collapsed in front of him, and his face does not change, which has a lot to do with his sluggish character.

If it doesn't sound good, it's a character who doesn't think deeply about things.

One day during the summer vacation of my very ordinary sophomore year, I just picked up my haode laptop from the computer city and was on my way home. The mood is very excited. Because then you can access the Internet, which is a necessary necessity for life as an otaku.

By the way, the laptop was broken before I landed on the website.

Maybe I can find a girlfriend. Guan Zhengxu hopes that ordinary days can be a little more exciting.

However, this excitement is not on the Internet, but on the way home.

On the way back to the apartment from the station, a shining mirror suddenly appeared in front of the order.

The main order stopped. Look intently. He has twice as much curiosity as the average person, probably.

It is about two meters tall. An oval mirror about one meter wide. There is no thickness. If you look closely, the mirror is floating in the air all the time.

Curiosity flares up. 'What the hell is this?' thought as he stared at the glittering mirror.

Such a natural phenomenon has neither been seen nor heard of. "Is this the rhythm of the crossing?' At this moment, the starting point has made meritorious contributions, and at this moment, the tomato, the snail, and the three young souls are possessed, he is not fighting alone, he is not alone!!!!

I wanted to get around it, but the curiosity to go ahead was overflowing.

I want to try it through this.

I thought it wouldn't work. But I immediately thought that if it was just a little bit, it would be fine. Such a terrible character.

Anyway, I picked up a random stone and tried to throw it.

The stone disappeared in the mirror.

Even if I looked behind the mirror, I couldn't find the stone.

Then he took the keys to the apartment out of his pocket. Try inserting the tip of the key into the mirror.

Nothing happened.

Pull it out to confirm, but there is no change in the key. So he judged that there would be no danger even if he passed through. Because I thought so, I wanted to go through it very, very much.

As a result, it was the same as when I picked up the manga when I thought I would start studying now. He thought he wouldn't do it, but he just wore it.

I regretted it immediately. It was hit very hard. This blow is the same as the stimulation of being hit by a stun pistol and sending electricity through the body.

Guan Zhengxu fainted and found it when he woke up.

There's a fantastical shijie.

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Calendar of the Gods 3752, winter

A normal town in a principality in the north of the continent.

In the early morning, the snow was falling, and all that came into view was a white expanse, just a silver shijie

An uninhabited place on the south side of town.

There was a group of people who shouldn't have been outside in the open on such a cold day.

Kids, one could even say it's a bunch

Toddlers, yes, toddlers.

Among them were about twenty babies lying in cribs, some a few months old, some a year or two old, some with wrinkled skin that looked like they had just been born, and most of them were in a wonderful sleep with their eyes closed.

To the left of the babies stood a dozen or so children who looked to be three or four years old, mostly human, but also a few half-elves with pointed ears. But the faces of these children, whether they were human or half-elves, were nervous, excited, and even a little uneasy.

Standing stood two middle-aged monks, a man and a woman, the man who looked to be in his sixties and the woman in her forties, both dressed in faded black robes and embroidered with a balance scale with a crown embroidered on their chests. The two walked back and forth, looking up into the distance from time to time, as if they were waiting for something.

Suddenly, there was a shaking of the ground, and at the same time there was a sound in the distance, and several small black dots appeared from the horizon, and kept amplifying. The two monks looked at the speeding procession in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief, smiling with a hint of relief.

The team was small in number, with only a dozen people and their mounts, and in the middle of the group was a large carriage.

The door of the carriage opened, and out came a young priest under thirty years of age, who walked up to two monks and smiled and talked to them, and the two monks laughed flatteringly and flatteredly.

After a brief conversation, the pastor walked up to the children behind them.

Suddenly, one of the babies opened his eyes, their black eyes clear and translucent, and the priest looked at him as if he had seen everything in the universe.

The priest hurried forward, picked up the baby, and looked at it carefully, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes. Holding the baby in his arms, he turned around and walked towards the carriage. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned to look at the other remaining children, looked at it for a long time, frowned, shook his head, turned and continued back to the carriage.

A knight who seemed to be the leader took out a dozen gold coins, handed them to the two monks, and then beckoned the other knights to turn around, and the team began to gallop again, gradually disappearing into the vast snow in the distance.

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Calendar of the Gods 3771, winter

St. George's Higher School, an exclusive teaching area for the Chaplaincy of the Department of Theology.

The second floor of the library.

St. George's library and academy were built in the year 1200 in the year 1200 in honor of St. George, the third apostle of Titar, who died that year.

Over the past 2,500 years, the library has collected more than 370 million books of all kinds. It includes religion, military, economics, language, astronomy, geography, history, philosophy, poetry, society, nature, all kinds of quotations, psychology, astrology, magic, alchemy, magic, martial arts, blacksmithing, medicine, pharmacy, etc.

The library was very quiet, except for the sound of pages turning and the footsteps of students who came to the library to read.

In the corner of the library, there was a tall man, holding a heavy book in his hand - "Legendary Heroes", 1.9 meters tall, long bangs covering his eyes, but he could still see that this was a handsome young man. The blood-like sunset, shining through his golden hair, shone on his body, making him look extraordinarily noble and sacred.

"Kyleus, Mentor Julian is waiting for you in his office. A voice broke the rare silence.

"I see. Said casually. The tall man got up, put away his books, straightened his uniform, and slowly walked out of the library.