September 2112.

Little Molly returns to school.

The one who was in the special recruitment class.

The day before school started, the whole family gave away Molly.

Of course, the only "family" mentioned here is Mo Rendi and Uncle G.

Mo Rendi grabbed Molly and said for a long time, but he couldn't avoid one meaning: Don't worry at home, you don't have to go home if you have nothing to do, stay at school more often.

Molly stared at grandpa with one eye and the other, and was a little uncertain: "Grandpa, I heard what you mean, why did it seem like I finally left me alone?"

"No, no, no, how is it possible! Grandpa is the most cute and cute." Mo Rendi widened his eyes and tried hard to make his expression look innocent.

Yi Lin was holding her smile aside.

"Hmph, this is almost the same." After Molly said goodbye to grandpa, she handed Yi Lin a note: "Uncle G, my number has been encrypted. You can contact me in this way. Don't laugh, I don't mean to call me. I'm afraid that grandpa will lose it by accident. If something happens to him, he will be in trouble if he can't find me."

Yi Lin looked at the notes... It was a combination of "second-level password" and "sonic password".

Unexpectedly, Molly has been using it for so many years.

No wonder you don’t have friends, who would call you so much?

Yi Lin folded the notes and secretly complained.

Molly put her waist on her waist and pointed at the two old antiques to give them a few words, so that they could be more at peace, break down their houses and take care of themselves, so she took a small bag and sat on Mo Rendi’s special car.

After watching Molly leave, Mo Rendi breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he noticed the indescribable strange expression of "old friend" and couldn't help asking: "Brother, what does your face mean?"

Yi Lin kept twitching: "Nothing, I'm just curious about how you will become a 'granddaughter' in the future."

"I said it's impossible!" Mo Rendi said confidently, completely unaware that his current performance is like a prelude to "true fragrance".

"Please remember what you said today, Lao Mo."

"Brother, you underestimate the tenacious willpower of those who practice martial arts too much."

"..." Yi Lin silently took out the notebook and wrote a diary.

...

【September 1, 2112】

School season begins.

This is a memorable year.

The first batch of "Choose People" stepped into the ivory tower called "University".

Mengmeng has also returned to school, which is a joyful congratulation.

I suddenly felt a sense of watching my niece grow up, but I knew that this shouldn't be true. According to the truth, Mengmeng and I are the same generation.

The generations are in chaos.

But this doesn't matter.

What’s important is that Mo Rendi arrogantly released a declaration today: He will never become a granddaughter.

I look forward to the day when Mo Rendi said "It's really fragrant".

...

Close the diary.

Yi Lin suddenly frowned and looked towards the direction of Capital University.

Mo Rendi noticed Yi Lin's expression change and wondered: "Brother, are you worried about Mengmeng? Don't worry, I have secretly arranged six elite special forces from the standard team to lurk in Mengmeng's class as an "undercover". They have rich experience in undercover and will never be noticed by Mengmeng."

When Yi Lin heard this, she was so amused and laughed: "Ah, these? Six teams? Thirty people? Old Mo, you are so tidying, are there any amateurs in the cute class?"

"Amateur?"

"It means... 'ordinary person'."

"Yes, why don't there!" Mo Rendi said with confidence: "I have already investigated it. In addition to the people I arranged, there are three people in the same class as Mengmeng... Ah, amateurs, their family background is innocent, they are all descendants of old friends, and they are very safe."

Yi Lin bowed his head and carried Mo Rendi on his back. At the end of this page of the diary [September 1], add one sentence:

[PS: Wait for the opening of the large-scale "real fragrance" site.]

Mo Rendi tilted his head and watched his old friend write and draw with his back. He didn't know what he wrote, it was mysterious and mysterious.

...

Capital University.

Molly was admitted as a special admissions student, and the campus BBS was in full swing.

There is no shortage of geniuses in any era, but geniuses of such young age are enough to be included in the history of the school.

Some people are speculating on Molly's identity or a rich child from.

But Molly's aloofness made her look like an under-ripe flower bud in a greenhouse, with thorns, which made many noble men who claim to be handsome and rich and unbearable. Little loli, long legs, and classmates, who doesn't like it? Even though it's a little flat now, isn't there still room for development?

Molly was nothing, the only thing that made her feel strange was that... it seemed that her classmates looked very old, all like uncles.

She doesn't know now that she and the "undercovers" of her special recruitment class have widened the age gap between the class by nearly 20 years old.

After staying in school for a few days, I didn’t learn many courses, and they were all basic subjects.

She was completely out of physical education class.

When she was a child, Mo Rendi wanted to make Molly a woman. She told some old stories about ancient times that "Who said women are inferior to men" all day long, and forced her to practice her legs. Mo Rendi didn't know where to get some "skirt under the legs" and "sleeved sword" women's martial arts skills. She didn't know much about her serious martial arts skills, and she was half-baked, but her legs became longer and longer, far beyond her peers, and she was like she was getting longer.

Therefore, the "painful experience" of my childhood made Molly never want to take physical education classes again in her life. If she can, she will be overwhelmed and will never tolerate it.

Contrary to her attitude towards physical education classes, Molly was very interested in the "project projects". The first and second batches of "Gray Mist Exploration Teams" returned safely from the gray fog area and brought back a lot of information about "that tower". The unique "environment" and "ecology" rules around the tower are completely inconsistent with the knowledge she learned in the past. This kind of "weirdness" aroused Molly's desire to explore.

She stays in the laboratory almost all day long, analyzing the data, vegetation and soil specimens brought back by the exploration team.

November is coming in a blink of an eye.

The magical year is about to pass.

Under the high pressure of public opinion, the people gradually accepted this magical fact.

There was an old joke before, "Your XX was taught by a physical education teacher?". Starting this year, it is ridiculous that this joke will become a reality.

Capital University has added an interesting course to the Tajiology major [Ancient Mythology].

[Ancient Mythology] This new course is said to be specially added to the mysterious phenomenon of "Tower". Some experts have shown that the end of science may be theology. If you want to interpret the mysterious phenomenon related to "Tower", you need to find relevant clues from the illusory mythology of ancient countries.

Of course, this course is an elective course, and you like to learn it but not.

But what surprised the school leaders in the end was that the large classroom, which could accommodate 180 people, was almost full.

As soon as Molly found an empty seat, a group of "undercover students" who had been waiting for a long time filled the empty spaces within twenty meters of Molly's left and right front and back. Their movements were neat and uniform, which made Molly frown.

The classmates whispered.

Everyone was curious about this strange course.

After arriving at the right time, a man with slightly curly hair, smiling face and a sickly pale complexion walked into the classroom.

Molly looked at the new "Ancient Mythology Teacher", and her expression was stunned, and a strange sense of vision surged into her heart. For some reason, the man's temperament made her subconsciously think of Uncle G.

"Hello, classmates." The man smiled, his neutral voice was filled with hoarseness, mysterious and magnetic.

"Hello teacher!"

The man turned around, grabbed the electronic pen and wrote two words on the screen: Gu Qingtian.

"Well, this is your first time to learn this course. I'll tell you, the teacher, it's the first time I've taught this course. Haha, since it's the first time for everyone, you and I don't have to be too nervous. Just treat this course as a check-in at work and wait for the get out of class to be over."

The teacher's humorous words made many students who "understand" "shortly laugh.

All of a sudden the distance between the classmate and the teacher was closer.

The conversation is funny, and the humor is a bit obscure and astringent. Who doesn’t like such a teacher?

After a simple opening remark, Gu Qingtian closed the textbook.

"Actually, we all know that ancient mythology covers a very wide range. It should be difficult to make you interested in boring courses for a while." Gu Qingtian smiled and took out a stack of tarot cards: "Does anyone know what this is?"

A classmate raised his hand: "Tarot card!"

"Well said." Gu Qingtian continued: "The tarot card originated from medieval Europe. This small object used for divination in ancient times contained fascinating myths and legends. It is said that in the "Hunting the Witch" operation in the Middle Ages, some people regarded the tarot card as a prop for the witch to perform 'magic' and burned it. I think you must have all heard of 'hunting the Witch'?"

A student raised his hand and asked: "Teacher, do you want to say 'magic'?"

"No, it's "magic." Gu Qingtian smiled and corrected his classmates' statement and took out a card from the deck: "Then, the teacher will take out one at will and communicate with the students for a little. The attached myth story will be fine in this card. This card is called... [Hidden]."

...

Looking at Teacher Gu Qingtian talking on the podium.

Molly, who had been entangled inexplicable "visual feeling", slapped the table suddenly.

"Hmm? That young girl classmate, do you have different opinions on the teacher's speech?" A loud bang made Gu Qingtian look at Molly with a smile.

"No, no objection." Molly quickly lowered her head and her face turned slightly red.

I see.

Molly finally understood why this teacher made her subconsciously think of Uncle G.

Their way of speaking and temperament are very similar.
Chapter completed!