CH 104

However, the more trump cards, the better.

Having only one "Undying Spirit" is not enough.

It would be best if I could make the "Resurrection Stone".

But its materials are very difficult to obtain, especially its main material, the "Revival Stone". Rode hasn't figured out what it is yet.

Next is the "Wooden Puppet". It only requires a puppet wood and ten portions of living spirituality to make.

Rode has plenty of living human nature, but the key lies in the "puppet wood".

He wouldn't ask others about these strange substances related to dreams unless he figured out what they were for.

So, during this time, Rode would go to the library at the academy whenever he had free time.

The library administrators all knew him.

To express their respect and admiration for his knowledge, the administrators reserved a seat by the lake for him every day and placed a plaque with the words "Black Rice Bucket" on it, indicating that this seat belonged to someone respected by the library.

As for the rest, why did you specifically use the name of my first fire seed to represent me?

Rode was very dissatisfied and tried to communicate with him to change it, preferably using his name directly.

But the administrator refused, "Your name is too ordinary. The two words 'Rode' are scattered and do not form a meaningful word. It lacks momentum."

Rode glared at him, "Then you can change it to Thunder Lord or Electromagnetic King."

The administrator still shook his head.

"Hollow, childish, like a child's fantasy. Besides obtaining a real title, our convention is to use your characteristics or your first fire seed as a title."

He paused for a moment and continued.

"I have a relative in the Iron Cross District. I've heard about it. Your reputation is high, and most people know you as the 'Black Rice Bucket.' There aren't as many people who know your real name. According to customary rules, your future title might be the Black Rice Bucket."

This was the worst news Rode had ever heard.

He was determined to change the name of his fire seed in the upcoming attribute test.

Mina had already informed him that tomorrow he would undergo a complete sequence test in the Psychic Laboratory. He needed to rest well today because the test results would affect his treatment in the academy's secret branch.

Rode was somewhat worried about this. The true ability of the "Dark Devourer," the "Soul Devouring," was considered a taboo and must not be discovered.

For this, he prepared several countermeasures, but it would be best not to use them.

Furthermore, although Rode knew he wasn't the best, it would be better to keep a low profile. The more attention he received, the higher the likelihood of problems.

This was also the reason why Rode didn't immediately ignite the fourth star and enhance the third star.

So, this night, Rode didn't rest at all and studied all night.

His dormitory was filled with various language books. He had transitioned from studying ancient languages to studying the entire language system, finding the rules of the evolution of the common language, and then retracing back to the Dream Language from the ancient language.

Of course, Rode wasn't just looking for trouble.

The Dream World had already entered deep research. The description of the "Book of Knowledge" was no longer simple words and sentences but much more complex grammar and phrases, like transitioning from an elementary school student's composition to a researcher's report.

Rode's translation method, which relied on guessing and piecing together, was no longer applicable. He had to master the true Dream Language.

Especially after he discovered a passage related to invasion.

If he could deeply analyze the mechanism of "invasion," not only could he prevent it, but perhaps he could permanently end this nightmare.

If that happened, maybe truly beautiful days would come.

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The next day, when the academy's bell rang, Rode knew that it was already morning.

It was time to set off.

He put away the books on the table, washed up quickly, and walked out of the dormitory.

In the corridor, all the students from the ten groups were still asleep, except for Kassan.

She had woken up early and was exercising her fire seed according to the methods taught by Teacher Miller. In the center of her dormitory stood a "target," and she was fiercely pounding it with her small fists.

It seemed weak and powerless, like a criminal excitedly punching, but even the straw-like target didn't move.

But Rode knew that if he were hit without any protection, all his bones would break, and the criminal would probably never be excited again.

Kassan's beautiful golden hair jumped under the faint morning light specially adjusted by the academy, reflecting a dazzling light. Sweat beads fell from her clean forehead as she moved, but her short-sleeved shirt remained motionless, showing her underdeveloped chest.

It's really flat like mine.

Rode accidentally saw it from her jumping sleeve.

This girl wasn't wearing a bra.

"Hey, Kassan," Rode greeted calmly.

Kassan stopped her training, picked up a towel to wipe off the sweat, and turned around to smile when she saw him.

"Rode, today you're going to the Psychic Laboratory for the attribute test, right? I heard that your closed training for special students is about to begin. You have to work hard and strive to be at the forefront among the special students."

Rode smiled, "I will do my best."Kassan said seriously, "Not just trying, but giving it our all. Yesterday, my father told me in a letter that we suffered a great loss in the City of Stars. An entire team of high-ranking knights was wiped out, and our efforts to clear the deeper parts of the city were thwarted. The situation is very unfavorable. I said I wanted to help, but my father scolded me. He said I was as insignificant as dust, and going to the battlefield would only mean death or becoming a burden. I refuse to accept that."

Her eyes, as blue as a lake, stared straight at Rode, filled with a desire to prove herself. It was as if these words were spoken by Rode himself, and by defeating him, she could prove that she was not just dust.

Rode didn't want to get beaten up. His techniques were all lethal, and using them meant a fight to the death, which was not suitable for training.

He thought for a moment, then responded just as seriously, "Your father is wrong. We are infants, weak, but we will grow up one day. This world belongs to them, but also to us. The ones who will eventually shoulder the burden of humanity will be you and me."

Kassan's joy +90

Humanity +9

Kassan revealed a bright smile. When she smiled, her eyes were like crescent-shaped lakes, her white teeth as delicate as white jade. Her exquisite appearance made her smile shimmer like sunlight reflecting off rippling water.

"You speak so well, I can never think of such words."

Kassan gently straightened Rode's collar, her faint fragrance causing a stir in Rode's heart.

"I will also become a special student, and I will definitely surpass you."

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Rode smiled and said, "I believe it."

The atmosphere was good. Kassan reminded him of some precautions, told him that she would leave notes for him during her absence, and assured him that his training and academic progress would not be left behind.

Until Rode suddenly asked, "Do you girls not wear underwear?"

Kassan was stunned, "How could that be? We have special corsets, for daily use and for battle."

She suddenly realized what he meant, and quickly covered her flat chest, her face turning red. Her spiritual energy surged, and her pink fist was already glowing with a cold metallic light.

Rode knew he was in trouble and took off running.

"Stop running! Come back here!"

Kassan chased after him with her fist raised, her flying golden hair making her look like a raging lion.

Fortunately, Rode had practiced the art of running away. His fluctuating spiritual energy always hit the ground at the right moment, propelling him forward with a powerful reaction force. He ran out of the dormitory building like a wisp of smoke, heading towards the spiritual energy testing lab along the lakeside path.

This attracted the astonished gazes of the students walking by, who didn't understand why there was a chasing couple early in the morning.

Suddenly, a bald man shouted, "This is youth!" and with a ripping sound, he tore off his shirt and started running as well.

Rode was too fast, and Kassan chased him for a long time without catching up. She was so angry that she secretly vowed to settle the score with him once she became a special student.

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