On the way back, Huiyin had all sorts of complicated emotions. She did not know what to do. Should she avoid it now? What else could she do? There was a desire in her heart, but also fear.
"Angela, what happens when a person doesn't know how to choose?" Huiyin asked.
"Toss a coin." Angela laughed. "I'm joking. That person can ask themselves which will make them happy. Happiness is undoubtedly the most important."
"The problem is that you don't know which will make you happier. Taking a step forward might not make you happier. Taking a step back might not make you happier. Fighting or not fighting, it's hard." Huiyin was conflicted. Sometimes, it was not the decision, but the process of not making the decision.
"If that's the case, then ask yourself if you'll regret losing it," Angela said.
Would you regret … losing it?
Huiyin felt a little out of breath.
Sensing Huiyin's strangeness, Angela laughed. "Your Highness, there's a saying that goes: let nature take its course. Isn't that better? Don't think about it so seriously."
"Angela, thank you." Huiyin smiled brightly.
"It's my greatest honor to be praised by Your Highness," Angela said.
To Lin Huiyin, Angela was like a sister, a teacher, and a mother. Kashawen had no time to be a mother. Most of the time, she was the prime minister. Dong Er bounced to Wang Zhenghong's laboratory.
Wang Zhenghong smiled when he saw Dong Er. A woman with his wife's surname. Although humanity had progressed to this point, this was considered a great concession in Aslan. Because his wife had almost fallen out with her family because of him, as a man, he had to make some sacrifices. At least he was happy now, and had not become Romeo and Juliet. Even the Yuan family had mentioned changing back, but Wang Zhenghong felt that there was no need. What was important was that his family was happy.
"Little girl, how come you have the time to visit me today?"
"Dad, aren't you asking the obvious?" Dong Er said.
"Ah, I don't know anything." Wang Zhenghong teased.
"It's that person. What's his background? Why is he so mysterious?" Dong Er asked curiously.
"Did you guys torture him today?" Wang Zhenghong asked.
"No, but there was an accident." Dong Er explained the situation, which angered Wang Zhenghong.
"Parr, that little bastard. If he wants to marry into our family, he won't even have a chance in his next life," Wang Zhenghong said domineeringly.
"I also don't like this kind of sissy. But I think that Wang Zheng was also forced to come. He might not like your precious daughter."
"Little girl, are you trying to provoke me? I've already said that I'm just getting to know a friend. Whatever happens in the future is up to fate. However, I feel that this child is not bad. Being friends with him can also change your impetuous temperament," said Wang Zhenghong.
"What kind of father is this? Acting like no one wants his daughter. He's not that great!" Dong Er said.
"I didn't say anything." Wang Zhenghong laughed. "This kid has a deep understanding of mathematics and space physics. Some of the theories he proposed are enough to advance mankind by ten years. Unfortunately, this is not his ambition."
Thinking of this, Wang Zhenghong felt a tinge of regret. Although everyone had their own ambitions, to him, exploring the mysteries of the universe was far more glorious than being a warrior.
Mu Fengchun, Gail, Butcher. Those who had interacted with him had all given him high praise. It was a rare sight in recent years.
Speaking of theories, Wang Zhenghong's interest was piqued. He did not care if Dong Er understood, and began to ramble on. The more he talked, the more regret he felt.
Dong Er was speechless. He was being praised like a flower. The problem was that these things were in a completely different realm from what she had just heard. How could one person do so much?
Was he even human?
Suddenly, Dong Er recalled how he had sat there calmly by himself. That sense of calmness was so comfortable.
What was he thinking?
Perhaps, as her father had said, he should get to know such a person. Perhaps he could discover a different life from him.
In the materialistic Aslan, especially for the nobility, the spiritual world was the most important.
In terms of the depravity of the "rich second generation," Aslan had the fewest. Aslan's aristocratic elites demanded that the rich second generation be shackled, and that they have a certain level of competition and pursuit. From a young age, Aslan's aristocrats still respected those with ability.
Aslan's capital was obviously not a place that could be explored in a day. However, it was clear that the members of the various countries were having a great time. Of course, there were also some members from other countries who did not go anywhere. They were still training hard and preparing for the upcoming battle.
Three days later, the various military schools' teams had all arrived. The entire SIG member zone was bustling with all sorts of people. Mu Zhen was not considered special.
The Caucans, with their four arms, were the real exaggerations. Of course, there were all kinds of birds in a big forest. SIG still had very strict rules that forbade provocation and conflict. Different customs and things could cause chaos, and this was not allowed at SIG. Everything had to be done on the field.
At ten in the morning, the main members of the various teams gathered at the Royal College's Hall of Holy Light to officially announce the SIG competition schedule and rules.
Therefore, participating students had to wear their school's uniform, and were prohibited from wearing it carelessly.
Do not try to challenge the rules. It was useless to feel good about yourself. Faced with society, people were forever insignificant.
The rules were not set to highlight anything, but to maintain order.
At the same time, it was a sense of glory. SIG was a battle for one's own planet, for one's own school.
Wang Zheng led the official Saruman Snake members to the scene. Zhang Shan, Achilles, Lie Xin, and Snow Li. The moment the door was pushed open, the hall quietened down. Everyone's eyes were focused on them.
"Elite Academy X – Saruman Snake battle team!"
Their school uniforms had a gorgeous X logo, and beside it was an image of a Saruman Serpent from Tita Star.
Wang Zheng and the rest could feel the heat of this moment. That was the attention of countless strong people.
Because they were the Greatest King of Elite Academy X, and also the Saruman Snake battle team ranked first on the hottest list.
In a warrior's world, this represented the pinnacle of glory.
"That's Wang Zheng at the front."
"It's said that this guy is known as the number one in the universe."
"So arrogant. Number one in the universe. He really dares to brag."
"Whether he's number one or not, we'll only know after we compete. Defeating him is the best way to become famous overnight."
"He looks pretty ordinary, but he can dominate Elite Academy X with that body."
"Don't be too superstitious about Elite Academy X. Half of it is just bragging. We'll only know after we compete."
"I've seen his competition. He's really strong. Even if he's not the strongest, he's among the top. In the entire SIG, there are probably only a dozen people who can reach this standard."
After a short silence, there were countless discussions. Now Wang Zheng and the rest had to learn to adapt to the treatment of the strong.
What others said was not important. What was important was to be themselves.
(Second update. There will always be many choices in life. When you don't know which choice will make you happier, think about it the other way around. Which one will make you more regretful? Please give me a monthly vote. Thank you!)
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