Under the rising moon, Ralf anxiously galloped through the birch forest after nightfall.
In order to maintain his balance, the Phantom Wind Follower's pair of J-shaped elastic steel sheet prosthetics had a large surface area on the ground. Walking on flat ground always felt strange, but to his surprise, the wide surface area made it easier for him to move forward in the snow, especially when he was riding on the wind. It was as if he was walking on flat ground.
However, Ralf had no experience in tracking in the snow, nor had he lived in the north, which was filled with unmelted snow. Constellation's Central Territory could only see sporadic snow, while the long and narrow Camus Union and the five cities in the southeast were dry and warm. This brought him great trouble in tracking, even though he was the first person to notice the abnormality in Serena's carriage and immediately chased after it.
The wind-controlling psionic ability allowed Ralf to move with the wind in the narrow and crowded Red Street Market, like a fish in water. His speed was not inferior in the dense birch forest.
But he had to find that boy.
The boy who gave the Phantom Wind Follower a new life.
Ralf passed through a forest and saw a flat piece of snowy ground in front of him.
His gaze suddenly froze!
The Phantom Wind Follower shuddered and fell onto the snowy ground.
Under the moonlight, a coquettish woman wrapped in a cloak loosened her grip.
A seven or eight-year-old boy with his hands tied behind his back slipped from her fingers without any reaction. He fell onto the snowy ground like a prey that had been brutally killed.
He did not move.
The coquettish and seductive woman turned around gently, licked her lips at Ralf, and revealed a strange smile.
'No.'
Ralf knelt on the snowy ground in disbelief. His hands trembled as he reached for the boy with his eyes closed.
No breathing.
No heartbeat.
No pulse.
'No.'
'That boy.
'The boy who looked like an adult.
'The boy who gave me a choice.
'The boy who saved me from the abyss of despair.
'The boy who taught me how to read, spell, and communicate with sign language.
'Dead.
'No.'
Ralf raised his head. Half of his face was hidden behind the silver mask, and his expression was indiscernible.
"What's wrong?" Serena Corleone tilted her head and blinked charmingly. "Oh, are you here for little Thales?"
Ralf clenched his fists and stood up slowly. His eyes were filled with hatred and anger as he stared at the coquettish woman.
"Sorry, he's asleep." Serena giggled.
"I'll come find him in my next life."
There was a sudden gust of wind on the ground.
Serena's expression changed.
The wind became stronger and stronger.
It blew up the snow around Rolf and fluttered his clothes.
The Phantom Wind Follower glared at Serena.
He had no idea how strong the woman in front of him was.
However, he would do everything in his power to make the other party pay.
In this way, he would owe that boy a debt.
I'll just pay it off.
But in the next moment, Ralf realized something to his shock.
His whole body stiffened.
He could not move.
What was going on?
It's … He rolled his eyes … This woman?
Serena let out a delightful laugh. Her gaze never left Ralf, maintaining the pressure of 'Pausing Gaze'.
"Children nowadays …" She pouted and shook her head, seemingly distressed. She tapped the side of her eyes and looked at Ralf, who was frozen on the spot.
"Don't you use your brain when you fight?"
— —
It was so dark.
It was so dark.
He couldn't feel the time.
There was no space either.
Why did it suddenly light up?
It was too bright and blinding.
These are … memories?
So many memories.
One by one, familiar or unfamiliar scenes flashed past his eyes.
It was chaotic.
In the end, only messy voices were left.
"The Central Limit Theorem provided us with a sufficient basis for random sampling … Don't be distracted! If you learn these well, at least you can go to the market research department of various companies after graduation … "
'What is this?'
"Qiren, if you arrived in a different world waiting to be saved, would you become stronger, farm, learn about technology, and fight for supremacy … Would you want to change it?" "Forget it, the changes of society have always been unpredictable … Unless I am the God of Creation …" "Well, conclusion: there is no point in asking you this question." "What's with that look of disdain in your eyes?"
'Such a familiar voice …
"Social class issues are often associated with inequality. Education, income, and capital are all common terms … Blau and Duncan, remember these two scholars. They will be your nightmare for the next two years … In our era, if you don't know how to use logarithmic linear models, don't even think about analyzing social class …"
'So confusing … Why are these combinations illogical?
"Why are you so conflicted? Just tell me, are we going to be together … Why are you frowning?! "
'Why is everything so familiar, but there seems to be a layer of fog …
"The key to the logistic regression model is this probability function. The probit model is actually similar to it … If you only know general linear regression and not logistic regression, don't say that you've learned regression models … There's no other reason. I just think that this is very embarrassing …"
'Where am I …?
"Everyone categorizes him as one of the Three Great Ancestors, but compared to Weber's extensive quotations and scientific arguments, categorizing his philosophical meditations, which he came up with while sitting on a chair … Some radical scholars, including myself, believe that this is an insult to our discipline …"
'What is this … But, it's such a familiar name …
"A one-mode social network can be represented by a symmetric matrix, while a two-mode social network is more complicated … Look at your stupid faces. Have you never learned linear algebra before? If you haven't learned advanced mathematics, what makes you think that you have the ability to learn this discipline well? Bullsh * t! "
'Wait a minute, I know what this is … I-I've learned it, even written about it, taught it …'
"I don't know why our family works so hard for you to read so many books, but our Wu family has always thought that knowledge may not necessarily be useful, but it is definitely priceless …"
'Who's talking … What the hell is this?!
"For example, teachers, school location, class nature, parents' income. Different factors have an impact on a student's performance. Some are at the individual level, some are at the class level, and some are at the school level. If we don't distinguish the effects of different levels and simply assume that they are effective in the same dimension, the conclusion that" what has the greatest impact on a student's performance "is unconvincing … Therefore, in education, a hierarchical linear model is often used to overcome this point. This principle is also applicable to our research …"
'I know … I definitely know … Damn it, why can't I remember!'
"Marx and Weber had diametrically opposed opinions on the autonomy of a country … The difference between the two types of national power defined by Mann is … Did you not read the text? Can't finish it? Then why don't you sleep a little more? "
'Wait, who am I … Who am I?'
"The people led by Scochepo began to reflect on the Marxist scholars' social schema and Parsons' macroscopic theory … Society embedded in history may not operate as they expected … Just like that, the tradition of historical analysis returned to our field of vision …"
'What am I?'
"Do not think that qualitative methods do not need to be like measurement. On the contrary, we do not have clear scientific standards like measurement research. So, we need to prove and explain the scientific nature of" why we use this method ", and bring the research axis to your field … Otherwise, you are no different from writing a news report … Why don't you just change your major and learn journalism and become a reporter? I guarantee that you will earn more …"
'Ahhhhh —'
But the voice that followed was even clearer, and it triggered his memories even more.
"Bess, no matter what method you use, make him stay in the capital city. He will live … Hold him, this is my blood! You know my temper. "
"This is Thales … Send him to the sixth house. Look at your silly face … Brat, I guarantee that you will not live to the second year."
"No! No! Don't hit me! Don't! I'm just … just … Ah! "
"Do you really not want to drink water? It's just next door! Listen to me, let me think of a plan! "
"My name is Karak! I heard that you are the leader of your house? From today onwards, you have to give me half of the money! "
"This is the last potion, no more! You … Don't come here anymore … Wait! There are some old clothes here, you can take them … "
"Brat, you have to call me Sister Jala!"
"Standing above the heavens, surpassing the gods, looking down on all living beings … You can say 'no', but you cannot refuse. This is only the first time you have lost control."
[I know that you have something that he doesn't.]
"Didn't King Nuven want fairness … Using my son's life in exchange for his son's life!"
An unprecedented amount of memories flashed in his mind.
It almost squeezed his consciousness until it exploded.
Suddenly.
Everything became quiet.
Darkness descended again.
He felt much more comfortable.
He was sleepy.
Maybe it was time to go.
Go back to where he came from.
Or … sleep from then on.
At this moment.
Two unfamiliar voices rang in his ears.
One of them sounded old and experienced.
"Such a soul … Oh, it is of unprecedented quality … Yes, Mother feels it."
The other voice was flat and shrill.
"Wait, the smell of danger … is the same as six or seven hundred years ago …"
"Thou art always cautious … Relax, Mother will handle it."
"Strange, Mother is hesitating. She doesn't like it or reject it … There are four forces pulling it, two going down, one going up … What a powerful life force. There is no one above to save it, but it is still rising. At this rate, it will rise back to the top in no time … And there is another force … Oh my god … "
"Why are you panicking?"
"Have you ever seen such a mixed blood and mixed soul … How is it possible! Unless Alchemy Tower and Soul Tower work together … "
"Don't lose your composure! Keep to your duties and mind less about the matters above ground … Moreover, the Three Great Magic Towers have been destroyed for a thousand years … "
"A thousand years, is it? My long-term memory has deteriorated again … "
"Mother has made a decision … Let it go, let it rise … Prepare to open the countercurrent gate."
"Countercurrent gate? It can't be, right? One just rose back more than thirty years ago … It's too short. Will Mother allow this frequency? At least wait until the last one falls back … "
"Do not ask, do not speak, this is Mother's will! You can only obey! "
Then, he felt that everything around him was shaking violently!
* Boom! *
* Crack! *
It was as if something had suddenly shattered, and he seemed to hear a clear and crisp sound.
In the next moment, as if he had emerged from the surface of the water, he smoothly inhaled a gust of air in the invisible pressure and darkness!
It was not just a gust of air.
It was a force.
A force that surpassed mortals.
He, Thales Jadestar, remembered who he was again.
At the same time, his senses returned!
All the pores on his body seemed to have opened up in an instant, greedily accepting information from the outside world. His sluggish joints no longer rubbed against each other, as if they were lubricated by a force.
The blood that had gathered on his skin returned to his blood vessels as if it had received an order to provide nutrients for life. His heart, which had been beating too fast due to lack of oxygen, returned to a regular, slow beat. It was only stronger and more powerful than before.
Thales felt it.
A force started from an unknown corner of his body, rose rapidly, and instantly filled his entire body.
The pain in his throat slowly disappeared. He could even feel that many of the small, hidden injuries in his body were slowly recovering.
Soon, Thales felt the coldness under his body, the strong wind around him, and Serena's familiar laughter.
Like a drowning person who had been saved, Thales opened his eyes abruptly!
Immediately after, he looked at the sky while trembling, opened his mouth wide, and sucked in a breath of air that he had not breathed in a long time, as if he had been separated from it for many years!
"Phew …"
Everything was the same as before.
He was alive.
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