Chapter 16 Apricot Blossoms Bloom, Apricot Blossoms Fall, He's Not Here
"This is the college uniform!"
The strong sense of glory swept away the fatigue of these freshmen. Many of them had long wanted to wear a college uniform that represented the identity of Qingluan College.
Although there are no marks on the black cloak that everyone receives, the pure black color and extremely soft and comfortable material have already made most people excited.
"This is made of North Sea otter fur. It doesn't reflect any light in the night, and it has amazing thermal insulation and waterproof effects. The most important thing is that there will be no sound when raindrops fall on it or when you run fast."
One of the "Bianman" freshmen recognized the material of this cloak and his face changed slightly.
In the army, only elites at least equivalent to the level of governor can be equipped with such a cold-proof and waterproof cloak.
"You have good eyesight." The middle-aged lecturer in black robe gave a positive response: "This is a cloak made of North Sea otter fur. Each one is worth fifty taels of gold. It is not produced in much and is not circulated in the market."
While many freshmen were stunned because of the value of the cloak in their hands, the middle-aged lecturer in black robe had already continued: "As early as fifty years ago, the seniors of the college have proven the value of the college, so the empire will use a large amount of resources to
Invest in the three major colleges for the training of selected elites, that is, you. However, the resources of the empire cannot be unlimited. This is why the number of freshmen recruited by the three major colleges each year is strictly limited. From now on, each of you will
A person, you must remember your identity, you are the hope of the empire, the sword and shield of the empire."
"My name is Wang Yike, and I am the lecturer for your first class." The middle-aged lecturer in black robe turned around and continued walking.
"You must be worthy of what is piled upon you." This was what Lin Xi heard from the beginning of this lecturer's first lesson.
Soon all the new students understood why everyone should be given such a cloak.
The dusk was getting darker, and when they were walking tiredly and leaving Lingxia Lake behind, a cold monsoon blew from the direction of the Dentian Mountains, and the surrounding climate directly entered the deep winter from summer.
All the new students, including Lin Xi, wore black cloaks. The large cloaks withstood the cold air and made each new student's face look energetic.
In front of a stretch of withered yellow grass, the middle-aged lecturer in black robe stopped.
"We will set up camp here today. If you like my steps in setting up this marching tent, I will only do it once. Each of you will repeat it later. If you can't set it up, half a credit will be deducted."
The first words he spoke made all the freshmen, whose soles and calves were already aching, let out a sigh of relief, but the next words instantly made their hearts lift completely.
The small marching tent is also black, and it looks like it can accommodate two or three people. All the professors and lecturers from these colleges only brought one, which was obviously just for demonstration. If nothing else happens, they should
I'm sleeping in this place.
Meng Bai sniffed and subconsciously pulled on his cloak. The cold air made his nose a little uncomfortable. This black cloak should be used as a quilt at night.
At this moment, the black-haired man of the Zhige Department, whose age was indistinguishable, suddenly shouted coldly: "New students from the Zhige Department, gather here."
Lin Xi and Li Kaiyun looked at each other, and both of them were confused and gathered in front of the black-haired man with other freshmen from the Zhige department.
"Qin is really crazy." Among the other college professors, someone suddenly shouted and cursed in a low voice.
"Haha", the stern black-haired man laughed, laughing extremely arrogantly, as if this was his true nature. He turned around in the chilly monsoon, and the black hair behind him was flowing unruly in the wind.
Piao Wu: "Let's go, guys from the Zhi Ge Department, let's continue on the road."
Vice President Xia looked at the black-haired man's posture, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
"Are you still going on your way?" The hearts of the freshmen from the Zhige Department were cold, and they felt that their legs suddenly became more painful. Most of the freshmen from the other departments felt lucky in their hearts. Only the one who was born in Yu
The blond and thin boy from the Hua family murmured to himself, "Courage and loyalty, scars and hardships can create the most dazzling glory."
His words immediately caused a group of young people from the Spiritual Sacrifice Department around him to curse secretly: "There's something wrong with you. If you don't want to rest, just follow those people from the Zhige Department."
"Is this the beginning of practice?" Only Lin Xi, whose feet were already sore, felt a little novel and expectant.
"Lin Xi, here you go." Meng Bai suddenly ran up and quickly handed Lin Xi a package of things.
"What?" Lin Xi was stunned. Before Meng Bai could answer what it was, the black-haired man, the middle-aged lecturer named Wang Yike, and others had already seen it.
The black-haired man glanced at Meng Bai and Wang Yike, and laughed: "Little fat man, is it something to eat? It seems that you won't be hungry... some people are going to be lucky."
Meng Bai was so frightened that his legs and feet were trembling. At this moment, Wang Yike's serious voice rang out: "If the marchers know how to prepare rations at any time and support their partners, half a credit will be added."
"..." Meng Bai was stunned immediately.
Although he still doesn't know what the "credits" are, everyone can feel that getting credits is beneficial... He is indeed lucky, but he didn't always have marching rations ready.
He was just greedy and hid a lot of delicious food with him.
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The black-haired man walked in the front. Xia Yanbing, who was wearing a pure black robe with gold embroidery on the hem and cuffs, followed him. Behind them were Lin Xi and a group of freshmen from the Zhige department.
Now it is obvious that Xia Yanbing is also a lecturer in the Zhige Department.
"You will have strength when you are full. This is the most fundamental truth."
"Being hungry for a long time will not only affect a person's physical strength, but also affect a person's thinking and reaction, and even make people make inexplicable wrong judgments. From today on, you must not forget this."
While walking slowly in front of the cold monsoon, the black-haired man warned the new students of the Zhige Department.
Suddenly he said something that shocked Lin Xi and others: "Xia Yanbing, I'm a little tired. You can talk to them next."
Now that they are tired, they have to drag them on their way, and they have to say that this Professor Qin is really a bit... crazy.
"When you are very tired, talking to your companions can distract you and allow you to go further. Similarly, when you are seriously injured, staying calm and distracting yourself by talking can also save you a little more time.
A chance to survive." Xia Yanbing has a handsome appearance, a broad forehead, and refreshing hair tied back with a blue cloth band. His demeanor is also relatively easy-going. The pressure he puts on Lin Xi and others is not as great as that of the black-haired man.
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"I know that many of you don't know much about Qingluan College and our Zhige Department, so from now on, if you have any questions, you can ask me first."
And what he said next immediately made all the freshmen of the Zhige Department, including Lin Xi and Li Kaiyun, completely excited.
Without any hesitation, Lin Xi took a deep breath and was the first to speak up, asking the question she had always wanted to ask but had no chance to ask: "Is Dean Zhang still there?... When we enter the college, we can see Dean Zhang.
How long is it?”
Xia Yanbing's brows jumped sharply, and so did the black-haired man who didn't look back.
"No one knows the current whereabouts of Dean Zhang." Then, Xia Yanbing looked at Lin Xi with a solemn expression and said, "One morning sixteen years ago, he left Qingluan College and traveled around the world."
This was also the first time for all the freshmen of the Zhige department, except Lin Xi, to hear the specific whereabouts of the legendary middle-aged uncle. Everyone's body was slightly shocked. "He is not in Qingluan College..."
Lin Xi was filled with disappointment and was so disappointed that she was speechless.
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"Old friend, where are you? The apricot flowers in Xinghua Village are blooming again, and you won't come back to take a look?" What Lin Xi didn't know was that at this moment, where the freshmen of other departments were stationed, now all over the cloud
The one-armed old man who was admired by everyone in the Qin Empire was sitting cross-legged on a blanket, quietly watching Wang Yike, a middle-aged lecturer in black robe, explaining how to disassemble and quickly assemble the black marching tent.
Throwing myself into the distance, I sighed with melancholy in my heart.
"He has been wandering around for sixteen years, and even the academy doesn't know his current whereabouts? Why doesn't he come back and take a look?" Among the marching queue where Lin Xi was, one person obviously admired "Dean Zhang" extremely.
The round-faced boy asked in a daze.
"This is really a stupid question." A burly short-haired "Bian Man" who also admired "Dean Zhang" extremely said angrily: "For a person like him, who can know what he is going to do? Maybe so
For many years, he has been doing earth-shattering things for the Yunqin Empire. He may be deep in the enemy's territory, but we have no way of knowing."
The words of this "border barbarian" boy who looked very strong obviously meant blind worship and relative disparagement of other people in the college. However, Xia Yanbing was not angry when he heard it. Instead, he nodded lightly and said, "That's true.
It’s a stupid question. A person like Dean Zhang must have his reasons for doing things, and we can’t even guess... Next question.”
"What are credits?" A thin, timid-looking young man summoned up the courage to ask.
Xia Yanbing nodded and said: "Each department of ours has many courses and many trials. If you complete some of the courses and trials, or do something worthy of commendation, you will be rewarded with credits. The number of credits will be
, calculated according to the degree of difficulty and contribution. Accumulating a certain level of credits can advance to the next stage of the course, and can also be used to redeem physical rewards from the academy, such as medicines needed for practice and armor needed for combat.
, Weapon.”
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