Chapter 1522
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Chapter 1522 I’m a Philosopher
“Migo?” Lin Qiye murmured this name.
“In Cthulhu mythology, Migo is described as an alien species that believes in truth and science. They don’t worship the Cthulhu gods much… except for one,” Chen Han paused for a moment, then slowly said:
“Yog-Sothoth.”
Hearing this name, Lin Qiye immediately reacted, “The Key to the Gate?”
“Correct.” Chen Han nodded, “Yog-Sothoth, The Key to the Gate, is the all-knowing, all-seeing god, and the embodiment of truth. His existence itself is the ultimate pursuit of the Migo race. They fanatically worship The Key to the Gate and try to be granted infinite wisdom from Him.”
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully, “So, the monster we encountered the other day, there’s more than just one?”
“Definitely more… The Migo obtained some authority over space and time from The Key to the Gate. They usually dwell in the cracks of space-time and are rarely seen in the real world.”
“So what we encountered that day was just an accident?”
“I don’t know.”
Chen Han sighed, “If it was just that one Migo accidentally traveling through a time fissure to present-day Beijing, that would be the best outcome… I’m afraid they might have other purposes.”
“There shouldn’t be anything in Beijing that would attract their attention, right?” Lin Qiye thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Anyway, let’s stay alert for a while. I’ll be staying in Beijing during this period, and I can immediately sense if there’s any trace of Migo.”
“Having a special squad stationed in Beijing does give a sense of security.”
Chen Han smiled slightly.
Lin Qiye walked out of Chen Han’s office, crossed the courtyard of the quadrangle, and was about to leave when several figures emerged from the side room.
“Lord Qiye!” Fang Mo’s eyes lit up upon seeing Lin Qiye.
He held a stack of documents in his hand and quickly walked up to Lin Qiye, saying:
“Lord Qiye, we’ve screened all the current Night Watchmen lists these past few days and picked out several good candidates. Do you have any suggestions?”
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, took the list and scanned it, then nodded slightly, “These are all pretty good… However, when building a team, complementing each other is most important. Purely pursuing individual combat power may not be the most suitable for you.”
He handed the documents back to Fang Mo, who nodded thoughtfully.
“Instructor Lin, you haven’t come to see us for several days… what have you been busy with lately?” Li Zhenzhen asked curiously.
“I’ve been attending school recently.”
Lin Qiye put his hands back in his pockets and turned to walk out of the quadrangle.
Fang Mo, Li Zhenzhen, and Lu Baozhu all froze in place.
“Did he just say… what has he been doing recently?”
…
The next day.
Lin Qiye leisurely walked out of his bedroom, glanced at the time on the wall, yawned, and began knocking on Li Yifei’s door.
Knock knock knock—
“Li Yifei, time to get up, we have class this morning.”
“…¥@#…%¥@”
“…What did you say?”
“You go… by yourself… I’ll sleep a bit more.”
Lin Qiye: …
“Skipping the first day of class?” Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly, then turned and walked to Cao Yuan’s door, knocked for a while, but received no response.
While Lin Qiye was puzzled, Jiang Er floated out from the wall next door:
“Cao Yuan seems to have left around 4 AM.”
“4 AM? Why did he get up so early?”
“He didn’t explain in detail… I think he went jogging? Maybe to exercise?”
Lin Qiye’s expression was a bit strange. With Cao Yuan’s physical condition, he didn’t need morning runs at all… Getting up early to run at school on the second day? This didn’t seem like something he would do.
While Lin Qiye was confused, An Qingyu came out of his room in a wheelchair, already washed up. He smiled at Lin Qiye,
“Looks like it’s just the two of us.”
…
“Run!”
“Everyone run!!”
“Why do you all look so listless, are you not fully awake?!”
On the track field of Beijing University, Lu Menglei, dressed in sportswear, shouted at the kendo club members who were lagging far behind.
These kendo club members, with heavy dark circles under their eyes, looked like they were about to collapse. Most of them had played on their phones until the early morning before sleeping, getting only four or five hours of sleep, and then running more than ten laps on an empty stomach. They felt like they were not far from death.
“Senior, we’re really tired… didn’t sleep much… I can’t go on, I need to walk for a bit.”
“Tired already? Look at junior Cao Yuan, his sleep schedule is similar to yours, why isn’t he tired?” Lu Menglei pointed at Cao Yuan, who was calmly running at the front.
Cao Yuan wore casual clothes and jogged leisurely on the track, as if taking a stroll. Though his pace wasn’t fast, he gave the impression that no one could catch up to him.
“Senior… we really can’t go on, we need to rest.”
“Cough cough… I need to drink some water, too tired.”
“Senior, keep it up, we’ll support you from the side!”
“…”
As time passed, the kendo club members at the back gradually exhausted their strength and sat down to rest one after another. Soon, only Cao Yuan and Lu Menglei were left on the track, running one in front of the other along the inside lane.
“Junior, can you still keep going? Do you want me to run in front and block the wind for you?”
“No need, I’m fine.” Cao Yuan’s breathing was as steady as a mountain.
“Your physical fitness is impressive… Are you a sports major?”
“I study philosophy.”
“???”
“What do you study?”
“Oh, I’m in the Chinese department, but I’m not an undergraduate, I’m a doctoral student.”
“Doctoral student?” Cao Yuan blinked, “Then… how old are you?”
Hearing this, Lu Menglei was momentarily stunned, then punched Cao Yuan’s back from behind, saying irritably, “Is a girl’s age something you can ask casually? Be careful or I’ll take my bamboo sword and beat you up!”
“You probably can’t beat me.”
“Just joined the kendo club and already so cocky, let’s see about that after class tonight! I’ll let you attack first for ten moves!”
“I have a Situation and Policy class tonight, it might be almost 10 PM when it ends.” Cao Yuan sighed with some regret.
“No problem! I’ll still be practicing kendo at the dojo then, I’ll wait for you there!”
Lu Menglei pretended to be angry, seemingly determined to teach Cao Yuan a lesson. But deep down, she couldn’t help but feel ecstatic.
Ha, fell for it!
This tough nut is finally being tricked into practicing kendo… Tonight, once I beat him up good and let him experience the charm of kendo, he’ll eventually be willing to learn kendo from me. Given time, the Beijing University Kendo Club will gain another powerful member!
The confident Lu Menglei didn’t notice that when she finished speaking, Cao Yuan, running at the front, had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth:
“Good.”
