Su Jinnian pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly on campus.
There were heavy bags under her eyes and a look of exhaustion that was hard to conceal on her face.
Sun Yuanpei, the old principal, put a piece of shabby cotton cloth on his lap and said: "Rest when you need to. If your body is exhausted, no one can take over your class."
Autumn comes earlier in the north than in the south, and the maple leaves on both sides of the road have turned yellow.
The thin mist condenses on the maple leaves and condenses into tiny water droplets.
A troop transport truck drove by and the wind stirred up the maple leaves on the ground.
On the truck, there were student soldiers wearing camouflage. When they saw the old principal, they all waved and said hello enthusiastically.
"headmaster!"
"Principal Sun, we are joining the army!"
"Principal, I'll go to the front line and kill some monsters for you!"
Sun Yuanpei smiled and waved.
The truck turned a corner and those young faces disappeared from their sight.
In the past two days, the campus has been obviously deserted.
Su Jinnian said, "I don't quite understand."
Sun Yuanpei asked, "What?"
"Even if we counterattack, it will not be possible to end the war in a short time."
"These students are the best among people. They stay in school to complete their studies. Whether they do research or hold key positions in various industries, they are more useful than going to the front line."
"To say the least, if this major counterattack fails, these students will be the ignition."
Sun Yuanpei smiled faintly, "I know."
Su Jinnian wondered, "Then why do you still approve students to leave school on a large scale to join the army?"
Sun Yuanpei was silent for a moment and said: "When we look at problems, we can't just look at the pros and cons. They are Chinese first, and secondly our students at Kyoto University."
"When they choose to go to the front line, they put their identity as Chinese people before their identity as students."
"Even if they die in battle, it is their own choice."
"The lives of technical school students are lives, the lives of Kyoto University students are also lives, the lives of ordinary soldiers and returnees are essentially the same."
"Besides, our students usually criticize the Council of Elders, the Temple of War, the higher-ups, and the defensive national policy of building a high wall. They all talk on paper and are very arrogant. This time, they are sent to the front line.
Only then can we have a clear understanding of the battle situation."
"But," the old principal suddenly showed a smile of relief on his face, "almost all the boys who are scolded most harshly have joined the army. Our education is still very successful."
Su Jinnian frowned, remained silent for a long time, and said, "Teacher, this is not what you said before."
Sun Yuanpei smiled lightly, "People change. After experiencing different things, their views on the world will be different."
Su Jinnian said, "The disaster ten years ago made you change a lot."
"Yeah..." The old man raised his head and looked at the somewhat empty campus. His thoughts flew to ten years ago. After a long time, he slowly said, "What exactly is a 'god'?"
A maple leaf floated down and landed on the worn and white cotton cloth.
Su Jinnian looked at the maple leaf and said, "Soon, we will have the answer."
Sun Yuanpei did not comment. He just took out the special reading glasses from the spectacle case and put them on. He raised his right hand and looked at the black thread. "Resuscitate the underworld and restart reincarnation. If God really recovers, does this guy count?"
Su Jinnian was stunned and shook his head, "He's just an atavist. Even if the fit reaches 100%, he's still just an atavist."
Sun Yuanpei was silent. After a long time, he sighed slowly, "I hope you can succeed this time."
At this moment, a maple leaf fell, and while it was still in mid-air, it suddenly split into two halves.
The surrounding scenery is constantly distorting and deforming.
A figure gradually appeared in front of the two people.
Around Kyoto University, dozens of hidden powerful auras appeared, but as soon as they touched this place, they immediately stepped back in awe.
Sun Yuanpei narrowed his eyes slightly, "Guo Shouyi, what are you doing here?"
Su Jinnian's delicate body trembled when she heard the words "Guo Shouyi".
The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's been many years since anyone called me by my name."
Sun Yuanpei gritted his teeth slightly.
Guo Shouyi shook his head, "Didn't I just destroy a few of your unformed soldiers? It's been ten years, and you, an old man, still hold a grudge?"
Sun Yuanpei pinched the armrest of his wheelchair angrily and gritted his teeth: "You have no idea what it means to Kyushu!"
Guo Shouyi said coldly: "But they almost destroyed Kyoto City. Do you really think that you can resist the demon clan with those gadgets?"
He shook his head, "You still know too little about the power of the fifth level."
Sun Yuanpei pointed angrily at Guo Shouyi and shouted: "Get out of here... cough cough cough..."
He suddenly covered his chest and coughed violently.
Su Jinnian hurriedly took out the jade bottle, took out a pill, and stuffed it into the old principal's mouth.
Guo Shouyi frowned slightly, "You won't live for another year."
Su Jinnian suddenly raised his head and glared angrily.
Guo Shouyi was a little surprised, "There are not many young people who dare to look at me, the God of War, like this. I am indeed a guy who dares to take over the "Creation" project."
Guo Shouyi, the eighth war god of Kyushu.
Ten years ago, seven demon kings brought an unprecedented tide of beasts to attack Kyoto City.
In that shocking battle, Guo Shouyi completed his fifth return to his ancestors on the battlefield.
One battle to become a god.
Looking at the master and apprentice with unkind expressions, Guo Shouyi felt helpless.
In the face of this kind of dead-headed research, the identity of the God of War is of little use.
Especially the old man Sun Yuanpei looked down upon all those who returned to their ancestors.
Now, another student is brought out who is even more ignorant of the world.
But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do against these two guys.
Because Kyushu still needs them.
Even from the perspective of the entire battle situation, this pair of master and disciple is more important than himself.
Even though the success rate of the "Creation Project" is less than 10%.
Still worth a try.
Guo Shouyi collected his thoughts and said seriously, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not here to cause trouble."
Sun Yuanpei looked at him warily, "Then what are you doing?"
Guo Shouyi was not annoyed and said with a complicated expression: "Dedication."
Sun Yuanpei frowned deeply.
Su Jinnian was confused when he heard this.
After a moment, Sun Yuanpei's expression became serious, "Seriously?"
Guo Shouyi did not answer directly, "Originally, this matter should be dealt with by Lao Zhu, but he went to work as a nanny for that boy Li Xiang. Emperor Shitian slapped his head and asked me to come over."
"Who makes me a newcomer?"
Sun Yuanpei and Su Jinnian looked at each other.
Two hours later.
Kyoto City, underground base.
Zhang Gelao stared at the surveillance screen.
In his mind, a will suddenly burst into his mind, "Old Zhang, peeping is not a good habit."
"Also, keep your subordinates away, otherwise I will not be responsible for the consequences."
The next moment, all surveillance images disappeared.
A space restriction covers the huge laboratory.
Guo Shouyi lay on the cold test table, sent out a spiritual thought, looked at the electrode wires all over his body, and said to himself, "Why does it feel like a guinea pig?"
Sun Yuanpei sat in a wheelchair next to him and asked several researchers not to be nervous.
Su Jinnian said again, "Lord God of War, do you really want to do this?"
Guo Shou turned to look at her, "You're going to change your name now? In terms of thick skin, you are far worse than your teacher."
The old god Sun Yuanpei is here.
Su Jinnian was slightly startled and continued: "Once you decide to join the "Creation Project", all your information, including body, soul, genetic sequence and combination, will be recorded."
"Even the deepest memories in your brain will be opened to us."
"You will have no secrets from us."
"Of course, the premise for all this is your active cooperation."
Guo Shouyi said impatiently, "Your teacher doesn't talk as much nonsense as you do."
He then looked at Sun Yuanpei next to him and said: "Old man, remember to keep it secret, and don't avenge your private life."
Sun Yuanpei finally said, "What you should worry about is whether I will kill you."
Guo Shouyi just smiled and said, "Come on."
Su Jinnian turned around and nodded to the researcher next to him.
A researcher wearing protective clothing came tremblingly with a syringe in his hand. He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "Lord God of War, I, I need to pump..."
From the center of Guo Shou's eyebrows, drops of essence and blood seeped out, condensing into a blood in mid-air.
Then, the whole body relaxes, spiritual thoughts are released one after another, the door of memory opens, and divine power pours out of the body.
Surrounded by dozens of precision instruments, the data keeps rising.
Three minutes later.
Guo Shouyi closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
There is no trace of defense.
Sun Yuanpei looked at Guo Shouyi lying on the experimental table and said slowly: "Now, even a crippled old man like me can stab him to death."
Su Jinnian came over with a scalpel, her hand holding the knife was trembling a little because of nervousness and excitement.
