Chapter 220

Chapter 220 A New Beginning

Several students sat on the embankment by the riverside, their feet dangling freely in the air.

“It’s said that if you make a wish upon seeing a shooting star, it will come true,” a girl with a long braid remarked.

“That’s just a legend. I stopped believing in such things when I was seven,” a boy sitting beside her thought these legends were too childish and wondered who would believe them.

“You’re no fun at all, not understanding humor,” the girl with the long braid felt annoyed by the boy’s comment.

“Of course, of course. Go ahead and make your wish then. Maybe it’ll really come true, hehe,” the boy replied sarcastically.

“You jerk!” The girl with the long braid stood up angrily and, amidst the astonished looks of those around, walked behind the boy and kicked him down.

“Oh, you’re trying to kill me!” The boy tumbled down the embankment, struggling to get back up with his hands and feet.

“Who are you fooling? Aren’t you good at flying?” the girl responded dismissively.

While everyone was watching this pair of quarreling enemies, a few students quietly made their wishes.

The wishes of the youth were not complicated; some wished for excellent grades, others hoped to win the affection of the girl they liked, some aspired to become stronger, and still others wished to grow up quickly, break free from the constraints of student life, and enter this vast world.

Insects chirped in the grass, accompanied by the night breeze blowing through. The youths frolicked and chased each other on the grassland.

With a crack, the bonfire made of dry branches rose up.

Orange and red flames burned under the night sky, their flickering light illuminating the youthful faces around. Most of the freshmen were between 16 and 18 years old, and their beautiful life画卷 had just begun, with countless possibilities in the future.

The fish caught by the students were cleaned and skewered on wooden sticks next to the fire, slowly roasting. After playing, everyone gathered together, sitting around the fire, and began chatting.

“Your home is way up in the distant Northern Region, right? Is there anything delicious there?” two students whispered to each other.

“Well, most foods can be found elsewhere too, but there is one special type of mushroom,” replied the boy with short hair.

“Mushrooms? Shouldn’t they be poisonous?” asked another tall and thin student curiously.

“Ha, mushrooms without poison can’t be that tasty,” said the short-haired boy with a smile before continuing.

“The type of mushroom you mentioned does have some toxicity, but it’s a rare delicacy. Next time you visit us, I’ll take you to try it and you’ll understand,” he said.

“What does it look like?”

“It’s red with white spots.”

“Sounds pretty scary,” said the tall, thin boy shaking his head.

“Haha, indeed. The first time you eat it, you might feel scared. Actually, in the past, shamans always claimed that these mushrooms were divine gifts, meant only for those of high status. Ordinary people who ate them would die from poisoning.”

“So what happened later? No one ever uncovered the secret?” another asked.

“Afterwards, the knights from the West Wind defeated the shamans. Under pressure from the knight lords, they revealed how to cook this mushroom.”

“Oh, there’s such a story?”

“Yes, not only is it delicious, eating it also fulfills your heart’s desire.”

“There’s no way things can go so smoothly just by wishing. I want to become an emperor and conquer the world,” said another student skeptically.

“Eating that mushroom allows you to dream about your ideals and desires.”

“But that’s just dreaming, isn’t it?”

“However, the joy in dreams is real. Life is already so difficult; is it not allowed to dream?”

“But dreams eventually come to an end.”

“Alright, alright. Stop talking. The fish is ready. Want one?”

“Yes~”

Several youths scrambled for the freshly grilled fish, the air filled with its aroma. Under the starry sky, laughter and joy abounded.

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After the initial novelty wore off, the new students gradually became more familiar with each other. Everyone found their own focused activities and interests.

Lolan Hill occasionally gathered with everyone under her Lolan identity, helping with their studies, then used the teleportation mirror in the independent lounge to switch to her Lohil identity, continuing her research on her Angel Sequence. With her help, several members of the group were not at the top of the class, but were among the best. Even some members of the ‘Fire Fist and Wine’ club saw significant improvement, and more people came to listen to her lectures, often filling up the activity room. Students began…

The urban legend of the ‘Emanas Secret Scroll’ began to circulate; it was said that whoever read that book could easily surpass everyone and become a top student at Emanas.

Bumansa had been poring over many materials in the school library. After being persuaded by Lolan, she recently started preparing for her extraordinary vocation transition while making pastries in her spare time. Alena still frequently went out to participate in some club activities, but she never detailed the specifics to her roommates.

Nia joined a small club among the beasts and occasionally came to ‘Black Lotus’ for tutoring. Letis continued to mingle with noble young ladies, delving into her ‘elegant alchemy,’ pondering how to make battles more graceful and beautiful.

Yeling often dozed off with her pillow in the club activity room. If Lolan were there, she would run over to rest her head on her lap. Lily began learning how to dress up and attract wealthy young men from some of her female friends. She also kept various romance novels under her bed.

Vimya often lingered in the library, looking through some materials, seemingly searching for something. Kavla frequently studied in the activity room, showing significant improvement in all aspects compared to before. Not only that, but after hearing about her experiences, several boys from the ‘Fire Fist and Wine’ group stood up for her, and encouraged by those proactive boys, she gradually learned how to confront and retort to those who slandered her.

Cursing indeed is a skill. Most people often regret not having enough debating skills, feeling frustrated and unable to express themselves when they can’t win an argument, sometimes even more painful than losing a fight.

Nowadays, she often clashed with her classmates and a few disgusting roommates. Although she initially found it difficult to adapt, after repeated interactions, her psychological resilience improved significantly. She no longer cared about harsh words. Because of this fierce resistance, other classmates began to doubt the authenticity of previous rumors and no longer fully believed what those few had said. As a result, she even made some compatible friends in class.

Life, perhaps, is a process of continuous growth and change. Many things once thought unimaginable became familiar after trying them a few times. It wasn’t so hard after all. What? The truth turned out to be like this. Occasionally, such fresh insights would emerge.

After traversing many mountains, another beautiful landscape appeared, another new world.

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(End of Chapter)