Chapter 80

In the activity room of 'Black Water Lily'.

Lorraine stood in front of the slate wearing glasses, teaching the main points of study. Below was a crowd of students, about 40 people, crowded into this small space.

She would feel a little embarrassed to be stared at by so many people in the past, but after turning black hair and wearing glasses, it was like wearing armor for herself, no longer afraid of those sight spears.

Another reason is that these students really respect their teachers. Compared with the gradually deteriorating and market-oriented teacher-student relationship in the previous life, the teacher-student relationship in the Ivar world is relatively simple. After all, in this day and age, knowledge is a rarity that can be used at your fingertips and can significantly improve your situation.

Outside of the ivory tower-like academy, it is not the peaceful and beautiful Garden of Eden, but the arena of brutal fighting. Although the freshmen may not have too many feelings, at the beginning of the establishment of Emenas, the main purpose was still to cultivate excellent warriors for this world.

Raise warriors enough to be heroes.

The objects of battle are not only the phantoms of chaos from another world, but also the darkness and decay, backwardness and ignorance of this world. The means of battle are not only swords and magic in hand, but also books and knowledge, beliefs and ideals.

What kind of person do you want to be? What do you want to bring to the world?

This is almost a question and doubt that runs through a person's life.

The transcendent sequence is not only the power that transcends the ordinary, but also the pursuit and idea of ​​life that transcend the ordinary.

The endless pursuit of knowledge and experience, based on this, calm thinking and summary, and explore the laws and mysteries of the world, this is the magic sequence.

Constantly strong self, great power comes from oneself without false foreign objects, wandering between heaven and earth, indulging in one's own desires and instincts, and obtaining supreme freedom, this is the sequence of dragons.

In the midst of thousands of predicaments, without fear of being disabled, giving up everything, taking a sideways sword, in the midst of madness and slaughter, living towards death, this is the sequence of demons.

The cycle of heaven, everything should follow the principle of balance and harmony, and it is wrong to be too biased to one end. We should understand that we must also maintain this law in order to survive and develop for a long time. This is the natural sequence.

With the human body, against all kinds of unfavorable, unfavorable, and unlucky, the power of unity and discipline can change the day, rebuild mountains and rivers, and people will conquer the sky. This is the order of war.

Everything must be guided by the situation and act in accordance with the situation. In this way, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort, ride the trade winds, ride the ocean currents, and break the waves of the seven seas. This is the ocean sequence.

Life is a miracle in the world. There are infinite possibilities and hopes to live. We must keep more fire for this world. This is the angel sequence.

Death is the inevitability of everything. It is the fairest thing in the world. Glory, hatred, unwillingness, country, fame and fortune, and all things stop here. Step into rest and tranquility. Only when you face death without escaping and calmly will you understand. The meaning of everything, this is the death sequence.

When Loren Hill is helping others make up lessons, she will also talk about some philosophy of life. This is not because she deliberately shows off what she has learned in her previous life, but if she doesn't think about some things, after the prosperity is settled, there will only be an empty place left. .

People will live for their various desires, but also understand why they crave them. Bread and flowers are indispensable. Sometimes, flowers are even more precious.

"Okay, let's talk about it today. In fact, sometimes it's interesting to think about your own epitaph."

"Thank you, Miss Lorraine"

A group of people stood up in unison, and they shouted more and more naturally.

"Yes, forget it, I don't want to talk about it." Roland Hill shook his head, then walked to the side and sat down, watching everyone in the activity room slowly leave.

The weather has been a lot hot recently, and the wanton sound of cicadas can be heard outside the window. The white sunlight shines on the trees and grass outside the window, reflecting a bright green. The rain ash accumulated on the windowsill also became very dry, forming small particles, which were swept away by the warm summer wind and disappeared without a trace.

"Here, Lorraine." Bumantha came over and handed a light red drink. The ice cubes hit the glass slightly, making a crisp sound.

"thanks."

"Watermelon juice is delicious." Lorraine Hill sipped the juice, the color of his lips like light red mountain cherries.

"It's hard work."

Bumantha was also sitting across from her. At this time, the activity room was quiet, and only the two of them were left. The warm summer wind blew the curtains up and then slowly lowered them. Light touch is normal.

"How old is Lorraine this year?" Bumantha asked with interest.

"This...about 16 years old?" His appearance looked like this, and Roland Hill himself didn't know the exact age, but he couldn't tell, so he could only answer like this.

"Hey, don't you even know your own age? How many 16-year-olds have you lived?" Bumantha said jokingly.

"I really don't know. I forgot a lot of things when I was young, and I haven't seen my parents, so I'm not sure how old I am."

Roland Hill said with a little distress, why the system doesn't show the age, it's really strange.

"It always feels like you're getting cheap and selling well." Bumantha tapped Lorraine's forehead.

"Because of your young age, others can't talk about you."

"No way, that's what Yeling can do." Roland Hill shook his head, and the bangs on his forehead shook slightly.

"Why are you so young, you can always say some old-fashioned things? It sounds strange sometimes, obviously you are a year younger than me.

At two years old, it doesn't look like he has been through hardships. "Bumantha took a sip of juice and slowly said her opinion.

"Probably I read a lot." Roland Hill explained in a low voice, the summer sunlight slanted on her face, and tiny fluff could be seen on her snow-white skin.

"Is that really the case?" Bumantha said in disbelief.

"I have met some seniors and seniors who have been immersed in knowledge all the year round in the library. They are also very knowledgeable, but most of them also have their own troubles, future choices, studies, romance and the like."

"But in you, I don't seem to see this much. Although I sometimes feel distressed, it's just dissatisfaction with the effect, not confusion about the direction." Bumansa continued.

"Maturity or change is like a house, experience is the gunpowder that fills the house, and reason is just the torch to light."

"Torches can only illuminate the surroundings for a short time, but cannot blow up the house. There are many truths in books, but if you haven't experienced some things in person, it's hard to understand the meaning and significance of it."

"So it always amazes me that you see life more clearly than me at a young age."

"Maybe this is your talent." Bumansa shook her head and continued without waiting for Roland Hill to explain.

"..." Originally, Roland Hill was still struggling with how to explain how the two worlds were different. He was relieved to hear that there was no need to explain here.

"But 16 years old should be a lively and coquettish age, but you are talking about life philosophy with others, and you always feel a little incongruous."

"Not cute anymore"

Bumantha smiled and pinched Roland Hill's face, but the latter broke away not to be outdone, and pinched it back instead.

"That's what I want, I want you to take care of it"