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Chapter 101 His luck is really wicked (13)

A good lunch break is not staying in Teresan but running outside, excluding the reasons such as the lack of comfortable furnishings in the laboratory, it is naturally something else.

Still two things.

There were emails from his alma mater, notifications about the issuance of electronic diplomas and inquiries about whether physical diplomas should be mailed or collected in person, and there was also a sudden contact from David's older brother, Mann.

The fact that the latter is true is unexpected, but reasonable.

Because in Homa's initial thoughts, David's friend should have been Omer's change in David when he was still in the city of Tianmen, and he might want to see himself.

But at that time, he was still in the city of Tianmen, and if he really wanted to see him, he should have come back.

There was no movement on the first day, so Omer didn't pay much attention to it. The sudden contact today is probably because of what David said yesterday when he went back?
Homa, who is far inferior to Bi Zegao in terms of the memory reserve of the traverser, or in other words, the concentration of the two stinging apes, his impression of Mann stays in a patchwork image.

That was a team leader who made David look up to him.

If he were to contact me...

Omer had a lot of thoughts for a while, but in the face of the many eyes that came after he stepped into the campus, he decided to talk about it at that time.

After the use of electronic graduation certificates becomes more diverse and comprehensive, the status of physical graduation certificates is naturally in jeopardy.

In terms of collection value, the collection value of this thing is also related to the person concerned.

Nowadays, there are very special jobs that require physical graduation certificates, but these jobs do not include trainers.

The reason why Aumer came here on purpose is not that his sense of ritual suddenly became troublesome, and he insisted on getting a physical proof, but simply returned to his alma mater to have a look.

It hasn't been long since the college entrance examination and the holidays, but it still seems like a lifetime away.

Especially when the students all unanimously ignored the issuance of physical graduation certificates, so that he was the only one sitting in a huge classroom, the sense of alienation was even stronger.

From time to time, the hallway will run past those sophomores and freshmen who have not yet finished their semesters and still have a few days of class to attend.

Most of them are also laughing.

Before it's time for them to rush forward, they are all staring at the time when the end of the term arrives and counting the time, looking forward to the most lucrative summer vacation among the year-round vacations.

The only thing that can make their expressions collapse is the class bell and mock test papers.

The most escaped days of life are also during this time.

I have a preliminary understanding of the world and society, which coincides with the enthusiasm and restlessness of adolescence, with goals, ideals, and motivation.

It's no different from a racehorse girl.

But thinking about it, the predecessor of every horse race girl was a human baby, and only after being selected by the fate of the other world of the soul of the horse race, will she show her transformation.

But just as there are differences among racehorse girls, there are also differences between people.

Compared with those students who have a happy family and can even show off the amount of pocket money from their parents and elders, Omer has always been unable to participate in such topics, and can only watch and observe them as always.

"Even if the classmates are not here, are you still like this?"

The familiar burly figure, pointed ears and antlers, and the green face - to be precise, it's just the hair and beard. Looking at the dean who appeared at the door, Omo's lack of focus attention was also focused.

"It's really early for you." He smiled.

"I didn't go anywhere early. This is the end of the third get out of class." The dean put the document under his arm on the table, and handed out the certificate in his hand. "You are the only one who is willing to come and get it." , I'll just install it for you."

"Ah, thank you head teacher."

The well-behaved one seemed to be still the same as when he entered the freshman year of high school. Seeing that Omer seemed to have no change, the dean looked away and looked at the corridor at the door.

The class bell has already started to ring, and the students should go back to the classroom, but he has nothing left to attend.

"I said, you're the only one. If there are more children who are willing to come and pick up, I'm sure I won't be so busy."

The dean politely said no thanks, and added:
"Maybe I should say thank you."

Looking at the child again, he sighed, "How many students are willing to come to the school to have a look, it also makes me feel a little better."

"Is it that uncomfortable?" Omer was a little bit uneasy about which pot to turn on and which pot to lift.

"Three years of education and three years of getting along, at least give yourself a good end, but everyone thinks that the end of the college entrance examination is the end." The majestic face of the middle-aged night elf was also full of helplessness because of the frown.

"More than 40 people came, and it happened to be you."

"Ah, I don't have any opinion on you, I just thought you were the least likely to come."

"After all, you should be busy, right?"

As he spoke, he actually sat down directly facing the seat in front of Omer.

Most of the students couldn't imagine that the dean with a terrible reputation would have such an approachable attitude. Those students should have some opportunities, but they didn't come either.

The adult who had disciplined them for three years finally had the opportunity to let go of his status and be a kind elder, but he only faced one student.

And this student is also the student who makes him lack the most educational experience.

Because he was too worry-free, he didn't have any real sense of education, which made it hard for him to say that he was a student he was proud of.

"If it was Bize, I believe he would be willing to come, but it is a pity that he was repeated." Someone silently stabbed his friend.

"Most traversers do pay more attention to paper documents than contemporary people." The dean nodded, still remembering that special enough student.

In the class that mentioned life goals, only the child gave the worst answer.

Almost all contemporary young people living in the Holy Terra Federation have ideals and dreams. Even students like Omo, who have a harder life than other students because of their families, have different goals.

And Bize's goal is to simply fool around.

It seems that living here is an ideal.

In view of the differences in the previous world environment of the traversers, it was difficult for the dean to say anything at that time, but he just smoothed things over and jumped the topic to other students.

Since he took office, he has received and educated hundreds of traversers, and he is very clear that some alien environments are bad, difficult, and even extremely harsh.

Even the goal of some traversers just opened their mouths, even just to 'survive'.

Other things are considered luxuries for them, and even reaching out takes courage.

There are also some slightly better traverser students, although they have decent ideals, they are ashamed to speak out, as if ideals and dreams are bound to be ridiculed.

It is obvious that they are such a big person.

Haven't really adapted to this world yet - every time I see a similar scene, the dean sighs in his heart.

"How is he doing?"

"He said he was going to visit me in Treisen, but he didn't dare to come. He said that he added more than 20 games to the game library recently and decided to play it thoroughly, but I didn't see him appearing in the online pop-up window, but he could find it. My friend has subscribed to several origin energy research channels."

"Maybe it's finally ready to move forward." He said indifferently.

Telling about the behavior of a baby alien just makes him feel like a researcher.

"Although he probably thinks it's sneaking up on me, he can surprise me later."

"Then that's a good thing?" The dean smiled.

"As long as it's not a 3-minute heat."

As the person who single-handedly brought about this change, Omer can only say that he is a little relieved, but not very happy.

"By the way, I also suspect that he will go to some dangerous areas to meet opportunities."

As a time traveler, it’s quite common to think of oneself as the protagonist, especially those from an F-level alien world—there are almost no supernatural abilities, and the development of science and technology is still in the early stages of the alien world that has not opened up the universe.

I also don't think that the protagonist of the tragedy is also the protagonist, who is not the protagonist of his own life.

However, Bize has always been quite self-conscious, and it is far from that point, at most it is a little fluke.

"...Then isn't this very dangerous? You have to warn him immediately!"

Although we are talking about a student who failed to repeat a grade, the dean still showed a touching sense of responsibility.

"Warning alone is not very meaningful. I have planned a set of points in the boundary gate area for him on the road to guide him." Homa raised his elbows, crossed his fingers against the tip of his nose, and looked at him Looking back, "From martial arts to origin energy, different levels of training grounds and the chances of big figures appearing are marked. Probably he is experiencing the sense of anticipation of visiting the holy land to seek opportunities at this moment."

"Wait until he comes back deflated and complains."

"...You are really not afraid of him having an accident, that kind of thing is prone to accidents."

"Because I also sent a copy of "Twelve Ways to Call the Police for Security that Bize Can Understand"," Amo said with a smile at him when he mentioned this, "The police station in Jiemen District and the terrorist mobile team The combination is quite reassuring.”

"...Then how about yourself?"

The dean who had nothing to say sighed, and brought the topic back to the Lord.

"I'm quite busy. I found an opportunity to go to Central Treisen to find a trainer position."

Saying such exaggerated words lightly like this, the man recalled his impression of the excessive threshold of the Central Teresan trainer's exam, and didn't know whether to say that this kid was hiding his clumsiness or had other special skills.

He didn't doubt the possibility of Amo's swollen face to pretend to be a fat man. He just felt that the child's already complicated situation could belong to either side.

Thinking of this made him silent for a few seconds before he sighed:

"I'm still thinking about whether your condition is not very good, and whether you want to visit me in a few days. It seems that you will find a way out for yourself now."

"Life can find its own way - this statement was once criticized by the biology teacher as biased, and the number of perishing lives is unbelievable."

"Luck is very important when you are struggling, and my luck is quite subtle." Omer smiled.

"Is it good and bad?" The dean expressed understanding and changed the subject, "So since you have become a trainer, what about the job of a mercenary?"

"It's going to be busy, right? Need help planning?"

He enthusiastically suggested: "I have also helped many students who are mercenaries, but if you choose to open your own office, I can only help you with a few lines."

As a time traveler who lives here, the dean is one of the few teachers who has no prejudice against students choosing mercenaries. After all, most time travelers register as mercenaries.

That's a common choice when you can't adapt to the local environment immediately. Compared with the group of people who choose to settle down after a big wave, the firm seems to be much more stable at the beginning.

"Is that what you mean?" "Clock Tower, Rhode Island."

"But it's just a thread. The real connection depends on yourself, because I don't have a deep connection with them."

The dean said, pointing to the teacher's card hanging on his chest: "It's just that I have accepted a few students from their side before."

"Like David and Miss Gray?"

"Yes, oh, speaking of David, that kid's Edge Runners Office is also suitable as an ally in the early stages. I can also try to contact you."

"It's unnecessary."

"Oh?"

"Mr. Mann has an appointment with me, just after."

(End of this chapter)