ushernet Chapter 420 has its own unique features
Chapter 420 has its own unique features
When Miya Xing saw her again, the entrance exam for Meng Academy had already ended, and she was in much better condition than when she was in the Dark Clan.
In comparison, he looked much more haggard from the days of intensive training.
Did the exam go well?
He knew she was definitely okay; if she was, he would find a way to make sure she was okay.
But I don't think she could have easily passed the exam given her knowledge base.
Too much of what she learned in exams was instinctive; she could put it into practice, but she couldn't write down the truth.
"Maybe," Huangwu said nonchalantly, his voice light and cheerful, instantly lifting one's spirits. "I received expert guidance three days before the exam~~"
He looked at her carefully, and the Dark Emperor clearly withdrew his mental pressure on her.
"why are you laughing?"
"I think your ability to make friends with 'experts' wherever you go is amazing."
He praised.
She was smug.
"Of course~"
As the vice president of the student council, Yin Su would certainly not do something like revealing the exam questions.
But she knows the teacher who set the questions, and she also knows the key points.
Compared to painstakingly sending people to search for information that may not even be genuine, getting the information from students at Moe Academy is both convenient and reliable.
“I’ve magically sealed the bag Mr. Carrington gave you.” He handed her the bag. “Since you won’t need it, why go through all that trouble to carry it around?”
"Those things inside are all treasures I worked so hard to obtain!" She looked at him as if he were an idiot, her worry only showing on her lips. "You said it yourself, maybe one day I'll be poor after leaving the Dark Emperor."
He got it.
Keep them to sell for money.
Mia asked her, "If it weren't for me, and if you hadn't mentioned hiding the money to Mr. Carrington, would he still have let you take this bag?"
"Probably." She didn't dwell on the possibility of an alternate path that hadn't actually happened. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"It's nothing, I'm just checking some things."
"Is it still inconvenient to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure if it's convenient, but it's better not to say anything."
"Oh~" She was back to normal, and her paranoia had lessened considerably.
It is less than the normal level two hundred years ago.
She didn't press him further, but instead pulled him along to start buying things he needed for the start of school.
Most of them are unnecessary.
Perhaps it was because she was used to running around with her before, or perhaps it was for some other reason, but after several trips, Mi Yaxing didn't feel tired at all.
However, I have some concerns.
"Can you bring it all?"
There was too much stuff, and there were no useful magical artifacts here. She certainly wasn't willing to give up any of them, so she packed at least three extra-large suitcases.
Even if he could bring it all… He recalled the size of the dormitory, compared it to his suitcase, and then thought of her four-person room.
It feels uncertain.
"Isn't it you I still have?" she said matter-of-factly.
Clearly, his role extends beyond just providing labor.
"You're comfortable leaving your things with me?"
The Moe Academy has always treated its teachers very well; even if he is just an assistant, he has his own private room.
"You're in big trouble if you dare touch my things!" The threat was minimal, but the speaker was certain he wouldn't touch them.
"Is it okay for our classmates to know about our relationship?"
"Where is the problem? Schools ban teachers and students, but they don't ban students and professors' assistants."
He deliberately avoided specifying the nature of their relationship, his words carrying a hint of probing jest.
Her answer remained as matter-of-fact as ever.
It seems that this one sentence suddenly brought the two of them to the same level.
Miya Xing smiled even more broadly: "It's an honor to be able to get rid of the identity of a servant."
"Huh—" she exclaimed in surprise, "You used to be aware of your role as a servant?"
“No,” he said honestly, “but I prefer to take the position legitimately.”
"So, girlfriend." A long-lost term of address.
It's been a really long time.
The address was almost floating out of his mouth, light and quick, with a lingering resonance of more than three words.
He quickly suppressed his sudden surge of emotion and asked her jokingly, "Do I have the right to ask what treasures are in the bag Mr. Carrington gave you?"
The topic has returned to the present.
He suddenly remembered why the bag looked familiar.
"It's been sitting there with you for so many days and you didn't even look at it. Now you're curious?"
Her voice rose two octaves, but because of her wonderful mood, she couldn't muster any anger at Miya Xing's abrupt request.
She found a bag stuffed among a bunch of things and threw it to him: "Remember to reseal it for me."
Instead of paying attention to Mi Yaxing, she enthusiastically went to unpack her shopping spoils.
He had seen this bag before.
Among the pile of things Ya Ya handed him at graduation.
Long ago.
School starts.
The bag contained the vampire king's teeth and... many strange and wonderful things.
He didn't recognize anything except for teeth, which were hard to spot.
Before graduation, Ya Ya entrusted Rui Bu Si's belongings to him for safekeeping. He only opened the bag to take a look, saw that it contained valuable items, and then carefully put them away.
She didn't sell anything from inside.
Even if they are poor and destitute.
The bag was handed back to her, but the woman, engrossed in her bags, didn't even glance at it and casually tossed it aside.
It's a very good quality bag.
It can not only hold heavy objects, but also hold hundreds of years of weight.
In case there's nowhere left to stand in this space later, Miya Xing spread out her suitcase to help her pack.
"Oh, right." He suddenly remembered something very important, "What's your name at the Moe Academy?"
“Poetry Four Plants,” she said, handing him the exam notice from Meng Academy that she still had.
It's impressive that she managed to find a single piece of paper accurately among a pile of things.
Miya Xing remained silent after reading it: "What's the meaning?"
"Oh, the soul-calling girl asked me to give her a name. I came up with a bunch of names, but she wasn't happy with any of them. When she turned forty, she finally thought it was okay."
"From one to forty?"
"Yes."
Her answer was natural, as if her name was meant to be that way, making it seem as if Miya Xing had asked some strange question.
"Hmm, a very good name." That's her style.
“Of course,” she said proudly, “what name I’ve ever chosen is bad?”
Miya Xing then thought of Te Matou again.
Instead, I promise today.
Mr. Carrington told him that Xu Jinzhao's name was also given by Rui Busi.
The contrast is striking; it's hard to imagine.
"They are all very distinctive."