"The moment you make that call, your life changes completely."
Fu Nian quietly stared at Manstein's serious eyes with mixed emotions, as if it was not him, Fu Nian, but Manstein who made the choice.
"Change?" Fu Nian murmured to himself, then looked up at Manstein,
"Professor, actually I had no choice from the beginning."
"Yes, you really had no choice from the moment you awakened your bloodline. It is very difficult for our academy to give up on such an outstanding student like you." Manstein also looked seriously at Fu Nian's dark and deep eyes.
It was hard for him to imagine that this young man could talk to him so calmly on such a crucial issue that determines the fate of his life.
Back then, he was sent to a mental hospital.
"Norma," Fu Nian placed the phone in his hand and put it on speakerphone.
The room became quieter and quieter. Raymond squeezed the mute button of the TV tightly, and Chen Xiaoxiao held his breath and puffed up his chest. Even the flowing air in the room became quiet at this moment.
The world seemed to have been put on pause, and the only person who could move was Fu Nian, who was sitting opposite Manstein.
"I'm Norma, hello Fu Nian. I'm glad to be talking to you again."
"Do I need any more procedures?"
"Are you willing to join our Kassel Academy?" Norma's voice was steady and firm, like an emotionless machine.
"I'd like to join."
"sure!"
"OK." Fu Nian felt that these two were not as heavy as expected, and he was as relaxed as drinking water.
But the three people opposite seemed to have just run a marathon of dozens of kilometers, their bodies collapsed in their respective positions in different postures and angles.
"Professor Manstein, the document still needs your signature." Norma's voice continued to ring, and she seemed to have seen Manstein's "lazy" appearance through the phone.
The air was distorted.
"Signing completed." The sound of writing suddenly sounded.
"Norma passed the verification, Fu Nian, date of birth August 13, 1991, male, number 081349S, estimated class 'S', listed on the Kassel College list. Database access permission is enabled, Centurion Black Gold Card
The account is opened and the course selection list is generated. I am Norma, secretary of Kassel College. I am happy to serve you."
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After hanging up the phone, Manstein completely relaxed. He looked as if he had conquered a major academic research project, with the raised corners of his mouth, exaggerated posture, and eyes soaked with tears.
"S-level! After half a century, our academy finally welcomes the next S-level student!"
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Raymond seemed to be still stuck on Norma's calm voice just now and didn't react.
He stared blankly at the young man sitting motionless, next to Professor Manstein who was dancing and unable to vent his energy.
In the past, S-level was an existence in his mind that he had no concept of. He was B-level, and the highest level in the academy was A-level, and there were only a few people there. Apart from them, he was the elite of the academy back then.
The elite among them, the mainstay of the college.
I remember when he first entered the school as a freshman, he was lying on the floor with swollen eyes and watched a senior A-level senior in his class kill his entire class with one hand. He felt that he was so powerful and outstanding, and he must work hard.
, strive to become an excellent hybrid like him!
He lived a fulfilling four years in college, and he did fulfill his original vow. When he was teaching freshmen, he was like the seniors at the time, and he easily killed the entire class of more than 30 people with one hand.
of mixed race.
As he walked away from his back, he knew that there was also a young man here, just like he once set a role model for his senior, who was equally dazzling and outstanding four years later.
But what Raymond never expected was that history was always surprisingly similar. But he was always caught off guard. Just when he thought he was already excellent, that person appeared.
On the night of his senior year when he was about to graduate, the principal stood straight at the door of the training room wearing a suit.
They are inside and he is outside.
At that time, I was still the passionate young man I once was. Four years of study and the high morale of youth did not allow him to back down!!
It was still their entire graduating class, still swarming in!
Reality gave them a hard slap. The principal was alone, wearing a floral suit, and his tall back looked as invincible as the God of War under the light at the door.
They didn't last a minute in that man's hands in any class. They were even more miserable than when they first entered school.
But the principal did not let them give up hope. What the principal told them before leaving has been the motivation for him to continue to improve, and it is also the motivation for him to continue to hone himself in the mixed-race executive department.
He believes in his own potential, he believes in his own efforts, and he believes that with his own abilities, he will one day win over that man!
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But today, he looked at the boy sitting quietly on the sofa,
The existence of the other party was like a dream, which made Raymond feel illusory, like an unreachable mountain standing in front of him.
He is not like the principal who stood at the door of the training room on the night of his graduation. Although the opponent is powerful, they have never given up hope. The executive team at the same time as him have always made it their goal to return to school and defeat the principal.
But he made him feel powerless for the first time, that careless punch that seriously injured the A-level hybrid, that casual blow that chopped off Deadpool's head like a fly. This was a kind of powerlessness that came from the depths of his soul.
He somehow thought of him and the principal together.
There was obviously no similarity between the two people, but their figures slowly merged together in his mind.
He finally knew that there were no S-class hybrids in their academy.
He finally understood what the bloodline gap between mixed races meant.
But after he understood it, he felt a sense of decadence and a sense of powerlessness coming from time.
Is this the purest blood suppression among mixed races?
The gap between B-class and A-class I managed to counterattack through my hard work, but there seemed to be a chasm between B-class and S-class. I couldn't find any way to climb the vertical mountain wall that reached the sky.
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Chen Xiaoxiao grinned and tilted his head to look at Fu Nian. Manstein laughed heartily, and the retro monocle at the corner of his eye trembled.
Fu Nian looked at their faces, saw them happy for themselves, saw them happy for the college,
But he knew that him entering the academy might not really be a good thing for them.
He looked at the lively excitement around him like an outsider.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Fu Nian saw Raymond on the sofa in the corner.
The dimness in the other person's eyes is like a candle that is about to be extinguished. Even a weak breath can make the candle completely lose hope of burning.
He didn't know why Raymond was like this, but he knew it had something to do with him.
If he doesn't do something, Raymond may not be safe, but it may be difficult for him to get out of this haze.
Thinking of this,
Fu Nian stood up slowly and walked slowly towards the door. When he passed Raymond, he lightly patted him on the shoulder.