The next morning, a loud rooster's cry could be heard in the bedroom of the suite in the hotel.
Zong Lizi pulled off the thin quilt and sat up effortlessly while twisting her body like a doll.
She rubbed her messy silvery hair and reflexively turned off the alarm clock. She reached out her hand to the cup in an attempt to drink some water, but there was nothing there.
Confused, she opened her eyes and looked over, only to find that there was nothing on the bedside table.
She looked at the bedside table on the other side. The big yellow cat was still looking at her in the photo with a bored expression.
She didn't forget to bring the alarm clock and the photo upstairs.
But, where was the cup?
Zong Lizi got up and walked to the living room. She was taken aback when she found the water stains on the cup in the trash bin, wondering if she had the habit of sleepwalking.
It was then that she found it was easier to get up that day than usual, and she didn't feel tired or tired at all. Her body was full of a vigorous energy.
Was it hope or yuanqi?
She stared at herself in the mirror as she brushed her teeth. She felt her arms were sore, and so were her entire body. She couldn't help but feel uneasy, wondering what had happened to her.
She didn't have the time to wash her face. She put the electric toothbrush into the charging cup and ran to the deck. "What did you do to me last night?" she asked Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and said while looking at her, "There's some foam at the corners of your mouth."
Zong Lizi's mind was full of questions at the moment, so she had no time to think about it. She continued asking after wiping the foam off the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, "I said …"
"And the eye wax." Jing Jiu closed his eyes and went back to sleep. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk to her.
Zong Lizi let out a soft cry and washed her face in the bathroom. She came back to the deck after making sure she was clean in the mirror.
Seeing his tired face, she suddenly didn't have the heart to wake him up. After some hesitation, she went to the university with the folder containing the computer in her hand.
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A drizzle fell down after the stars disappeared last night.
The raindrops passed through the protective shield in the atmosphere and landed on the ginkgo trees at the University of Stargate, bringing down more leaves.
The ginkgo trees grew sparser, making it easier for the sunlight to pass through them. Zong Lizi looked at the distance outside the window while holding her chin in her hands. It was unclear what she saw, but she let out a faint smile.
The grass was slightly damp, but Jing Jiu didn't care. He pulled his collar up to the highest point, laid down in his usual position, and looked at the sky.
The light rain fell from the sky and landed on his face, but it did not really touch his skin, only bringing a slightly cool feeling.
Looking at the falling rain, he naturally thought of Aoyama, the first spring rain every year, and the scene of the rain passing through the Aoyama formation.
Perhaps it was this similar feeling that made his mind extremely relaxed. His exhaustion also became more real, and he actually closed his eyes and began to really sleep.
The delicate black leather shoes stepped on the drenched gingko leaves, giving off an unpleasant sound. Jiang Yuxia walked past the edge of the lawn while holding an old-fashioned cotton umbrella. Seeing the youth sleeping soundly in the drizzle, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of curiosity and bewilderment.
What kind of person was this? How could he not care about how others looked at him and live like a crazy poet?
The passers-by on the grass were all startled to see this scene, pointing at Jing Jiu and discussing something in a low voice.
Jiang Yuxia turned around and left after looking at him in the rain for a while.
Looking at the lawn in the distance, Zong Lizi couldn't pay attention to the discussion in the classroom. Her emotions grew more and more chaotic. In the end, she stood up and walked toward the outside of the classroom.
When she was at the New Era Institute, she had imagined being an exchange student many times. At the time, she thought that if she had the opportunity to study at the University of Stargate, she would spend all her time and energy on studying and Cultivation, and would never skip classes.
She realized now that it was necessary to skip classes sometimes.
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! "
The sneakers with the imitation of the military made a crisp sound when they stepped on the drenched gingko leaves, sounding like a heavy fist hitting the surface of the water.
Zong Lizi ran to the lawn from the teaching building and came to the side of Jing Jiu. She opened the air umbrella and shielded Jing Jiu from the rain.
"Are you alright?"
If others heard what she said, they would think that she was mocking Jing Jiu for being retarded and lying on the lawn in the rain. She wondered if he was bathing in the sun or doing the laundry.
No, it wasn't. What she did was notice that Jing Jiu was a bit tired, so she was worried about him. More importantly, she was worried that something might happen to his body if he was drenched in the rain.
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and saw the raindrops on his silvery hair and the misty raindrops blown away by the air currents, as well as the concerned face in the rain.
He was in the Three-Thousand Nunnery last time when he woke up, and he was in another world this time. Fortunately, he had comfortable people and sceneries in both worlds.
"I'm alright."
Seeing the expression on Zong Lizi's face, Jing Jiu knew that she wouldn't believe him. "I'm a bit tired. I'll be fine after a few days of rest," he said.
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It was true that Jing Jiu had recovered after a few days of rest. But what kind of event would require him to rest for so long and even sleep for a few days?
The rain hadn't ceased over the last few days. He often slept on the lawn of the campus, attracting many people's attention.
Zong Lizi was well aware of Jing Jiu's temperament, so she didn't pay any attention to him. She put an air current umbrella by his side, but she didn't see him use it.
Jiang Yuxia would glance at him when she walked by the lawn, but she didn't do anything else.
Nobody knew that Jing Jiu was waiting for the battleship behind the dark clouds to attack him on the lawn. Seeing him lying on the lawn in the rain all day long, the people thought he was a freakish weirdo.
A freakish weirdo could easily become a celebrity. It didn't take long for the whole of the University of Stargate to know of his existence. Many people would come to the lawn on the other side of the ginkgo tree to see him during the break between classes.
Along with the crisp and gentle electronic music, the buildings on the campus started glowing, competing with the stars that had just appeared in the night sky. Zong Lizi ran to the other side of the lawn against the drizzle while covering her head with a folder.
Jing Jiu got up and came to the road, and handed the air current umbrella to her.
He hadn't used the umbrella in the last few days, but she insisted on leaving it by his side every day. She would only take it back in the evening.
Zong Lizi pressed the button lightly, and the air current came out from the top of the umbrella, brushing away the raindrops.
Her posture looked like she was holding a sword high in the air.
If the protective shield of this planet was similar to the Great Formation of Aoyama, this umbrella was similar to a small forbidding formation.
Sensing the gentle wind blowing on his face, Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "Do you want to learn … some more useful magic methods in Cultivation?"
The physical rules in Chaotian were different from those in this world, and the human constitutions were quite different as well. The people here couldn't even learn the most common magic methods, like the fist method learned by the external disciples at the South Pine Pavilion.
If Zong Lizi wanted to learn them, she would have to modify the magic methods in Chaotian in an all-round way, or even change the basic way of thinking.
This was a very difficult task. Nobody dared try it, save for those Cultivation practitioners and great scholars who had established their own sects.
Yet, Jing Jiu was the most outstanding Cultivation practitioner and scholar in Chaotian.
Zong Lizi was unaware of the significance of this statement. She thought that Jing Jiu intended to teach her the secret magic methods of the rumored clans. She shook her head after a long moment of silence.
Jing Jiu felt surprised.
Zong Lizi lowered her head and looked at her and Jing Jiu's feet moving back and forth on the surface of the ground covered with a thin layer of water, saying nothing.
Seeing that she was unwilling to tell him, Jing Jiu didn't press her any further.
They came to the edge of the swimming pool under the hotel. The injury of the big tree on which a piece of wood was taken had been healed by the rainwater. The color of the wood at the edge of the hole had turned darker, as if it had merged with the bark of the tree.
She halted her steps.
The air came out from the top of the umbrella handle, blowing the rainwater into the air and then falling down slowly like a fountain.
"We'll go to the ground to visit our university in a few days," said Zong Lizi earnestly as she lifted her head and stared into Jing Jiu's eyes.
Most of the faculties of the University of Stargate were in Shou 'er City, but the main university was still on the ground in name. A few faculties related to military affairs were still there. As the exchange students from various places, they had to visit the university.
Jing Jiu didn't understand why she told him this.
"You need to go through a physical examination before you go to the ground." After a moment of silence, she continued, "I have something to hide from you. In fact … I'm sick … The university won't expel me because of this; but I can't learn what you want to teach me right now."
Jing Jiu said, "I also have something to hide from you, but it's not important. As I told you, your illness will be fine."
Zong Lizi tucked her hair behind her ears and let out a relieved smile, saying, "Thanks to you, I might be able to undergo the gene modification. Though the doctor said the probability was only thirty-one percent, I might actually be fine."
Jing Jiu said, "If I say you'll be fine, then you'll be fine."
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No matter how advanced the civilization was, or even how brilliant the distant ancient civilization was, the hospital wouldn't change much, no matter how many spider plants were placed in it.
In a sense, this was the best place to experience the feeling of life; but the intelligent beings like humans were extremely afraid of this kind of experience, so they tried their best to stay away from it. As such, the smell of life in the hospital was very faint, and one could only see the cold metal apparatuses and the automatic medical cabins.
"I'm a patient with the fourth type Y blood."
Zong Lizi's voice didn't tremble, but her face was a bit pale.
The doctor glanced at her in surprise. He controlled his emotion and didn't reveal any sympathy or pity, saying, "Let me take a look at the medical record."
Along with a faint beep, the bracelet was connected to the medical terminal, displaying her citizen medical record. Seeing the important notes written in the most conspicuous font, the doctor sighed inwardly and said, "Lie down in it."
Zong Lizi put on the light blue medical uniform and lay down in the medical cabin. She felt a bit cold. As the door of the cabin was slowly closed, she couldn't help but recall the scene when her parents carried her around the hospital when she was little, clenching her fists reflexively.
Along with the faint buzzing sound and the indistinct scanning light, her body grew colder and colder, and her fists were clenched tighter and tighter. She grew more and more nervous; she didn't even notice when the scanning was over.
The door of the medical cabin was opened. Zong Lizi walked out with the help of a nurse. She found the doctor had a strange expression while looking at the screen of the terminal. She couldn't help but feel more nervous, wondering if her condition had worsened.
"Are you sure … Well, it's written in the medical record."
The doctor lifted his head and looked at her, saying angrily, "The community hospitals under us are too irresponsible. They shouldn't have made such a mistake. "
"What's wrong?" asked Zong Lizi, bewildered.
The doctor thought it was not entirely the fault of the community hospitals, since the medical cabins used by the hospitals under them had been obsolete for more than ten years. It was inevitable that they would make mistakes. He motioned for the nurse to fetch the blood-collecting apparatus, and explained to her with a smile, "I'll tell you after I've confirmed your condition. You have to stay calm."
This hospital was the affiliated hospital of the University of Stargate, one of the top three in the medical circle of the whole planet. It had all kinds of advanced equipment. It had been a long time since they had used the manual blood-collecting apparatus. The nurse took a long time to fetch it.
The doctor put the blood-collecting apparatus on Zong Lizi's arm clumsily and pressed the button.
Zong Lizi felt a slight pain on the inside of her arm. She saw her fresh blood flow into the blood-collecting apparatus through a thin pipe, soon reaching the size of a fingernail.
The doctor put the collected blood sample into the analysis cabin and turned to her with a faint smile, saying, "Don't be too excited. I have a piece of good news for you … The community hospital might have made a mistake back then. You might not be a patient with the fourth type Y blood."
Zong Lizi didn't feel surprised, nor did she hear the thunder. She let loose a self-mocking smile.
She was fully aware of her own condition, and it was evident that this kind doctor had made a mistake.
"I've checked in three hospitals," she said softly, "and the community hospital was the last one."
Her family was well-off when she was born. They lived on the fifth level, where the medical facilities were much better than those in the underground neighborhood. Though they were not as good as the affiliated hospital of the University of Stargate, they shouldn't have made such a mistake.
The doctor was taken aback. He opened her medical record again and found that what she said was correct. The results of the tests in the three hospitals were the same: she was a patient with the fourth type Y blood … and the record also showed that she had failed twice in the gene modification.
What was going on? Was there something wrong with the medical cabin?
It was deathly quiet in the room, save for the rhythmic sound of the rotating blood analysis cabin. The atmosphere grew extremely gloomy.
It would take some time to check the blood directly, so the doctor asked her to go to the waiting room.
It was probably because she had stayed in the medical cabin for too long that Zong Lizi felt cold. She sat in the chair, her body shivering slightly.
After a long while, the doctor came out with the results. "… I've gone to the three hospitals to check your original medical records … What is going on?" he asked her in astonishment.
"What happened?" asked Zong Lizi nervously.
"Maybe you need to stay here for a few more tests. I haven't figured out the reason yet, but I want to tell you …"
"… Congratulations," said the doctor earnestly while looking at her.
It took Zong Lizi a moment to understand what he meant, and she couldn't help but feel bewildered.
Her body started trembling uncontrollably, and tears started flowing down uncontrollably.
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