I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 8 Research (for collection, for recommendation)

Han Dong quickly wrote down a paragraph of ancient Xiya characters on the white paper by relying on his memory.

Looking at the text in his hand, Han Dong wanted to try to translate it, but in the real world, there is no Xiya dictionary, and the dream ended too quickly, and he backed out before he had time to react, wanting to re-enter the dream, Just wait until you go to bed at night.

"In the real world, it is said that only more than 100 ancient Greek scripts have been confirmed, and they are not necessarily correct..." Han Dong stared at the ancient Greek script he wrote, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "Maybe You can try to translate what this passage means in the real world."

This time Han Dong recorded the text on the cover of the notebook and the first sentence inside, and he couldn't remember any more.

"The library seems to have a few books about ancient Greek..." Han Dong suddenly thought, "Try to translate it then and see if I can know the contents in advance."

After having an idea in his mind, Han Dong folded the paper carefully and put it in his pocket.

He was very curious about what was recorded in this precious object recognized by the so-called nightmare world.

"Maybe it's a martial arts secret book, or a hidden legend from ancient times..." Han Dong guessed in his heart, feeling a little excited, and somehow, he felt that his destiny had begun to change.

Resisting his excitement, Han Dong began to dress and fold the quilt, and put it away. His sister's shouts sounded outside the house again, as if calling him to have breakfast.

A day's daily life was about to begin again, but this time, Han Dong felt that he was no longer as boring as before.

All the way to the school was uneventful, without any disturbance, Song Yu complained a few words, Han Dong ran too fast yesterday, he didn't have time to stop him, and finally went to the game hall by himself.

Only then did Han Dong remember that he and Song Yu seemed to have an appointment to go to the newly opened game hall yesterday, but he released his pigeons after class.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered something very important to do yesterday, and I didn't have time to tell you!" Han Dong shook his head and smiled.

"Hey, I don't have anything to lose anyway!" Song Yu shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Yesterday I was [-]v[-], you didn't see my winning streak..."

After bragging, Song Yu licked his lower lip and asked, "Did you have a nightmare again last night?"

Han Dong's face froze, and after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said, "No, I slept very well yesterday."

"No wonder you look much better today." Song Yu said with a smile: "By the way, there is a physical education class this afternoon, are you interested in going to the swimming class? There are many girls in the first year of high school, with fair skin, beautiful skin and long legs ..."

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. The third mock exam will be in two days. Are you ready?" Han Dong asked.

"It's just a simulation. It's no big deal. I don't plan to go to university. My dad has already contacted me. He will go to a factory for an internship as soon as he graduates. After working for a year, he will be able to promote me to a small leader. It's great." !" Song Yu chuckled a bit, with a look of indifference.

There was a wry smile on Han Dong's face. Song Yu's family conditions were much better than his. His father was the leader of a large company, so he could easily arrange for him to be an intern in a subordinate factory. If Song Yu had the ability, he would naturally be able to easily Climbing to a high position, if the ability is insufficient, an easier position will be arranged.

As the college entrance examination approached, there were still many students like Song Yu in the class, and most of them had already found their way out, not just the college entrance examination.

But for Han Dong, the only way to get ahead was the college entrance examination.

At this time, Han Dong couldn't help but think of the classic quotation of "Yellow Rubber Shoes Cropped Pants Professional Mage Liu Haizhu": "I, since childhood, both parents died, and my family was surrounded by poverty. I have no choice but to succeed..."

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Classes, breaks, lunch, continuing classes, rest, the day passed like this, and nothing special happened until school was over in the afternoon.

Swimming class in the afternoon, taking advantage of the free time, Song Yu took Han Dong and sneaked out, watched through the glass in the swimming pool for more than half an hour, and kept discussing with Han Dong about the freshmen in the first year of high school, especially Those girls with outstanding figure and appearance.

"This year's first-year freshmen are really good. The quality is much better than ours, especially that Han Xiaojie, who can't be seen in the school uniform. I didn't expect it to be so good..." Song Yu pursed his lips, looking unsatisfied.

Han Dong glanced at Song Yu, and was speechless. If Song Yu knew that Han Xiaojie was his sister, would this guy kneel down in front of him and call him "Brother Uncle"?
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"Do you want to go to the game hall? Boxing Fighter Warriors is really fun. Yesterday I queued for more than an hour to play..." Song Yu asked.

When Han Dong heard that he would have to queue for more than an hour, he shook his head and said, "I'm going to the library to return books today. It can't be too late, or the library will be closed."

"Well, I have played a new hero these two days, let's go play together when we are free, and then I will teach you how to make combos!" Song Yu nodded and said.

As usual, Han Dong squeezed onto the bus after school. It was off-duty time, and the whole bus looked like a bulging can of Latin fish, and the narrow space was filled with a weird smell.

There were no seats along the way, and Han Dong grabbed the handrail above his head, shaking his body rhythmically as the bus moved.

"Click in, click in, it's still empty!" the conductor yelled.

"Excuse me, I'm getting out of the car, let me go, please, please..."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, the milk will come out!"

"The next stop is the city library, passengers who want to get off, please get ready!"

Wandering all the way to the library, Han Dong walked back along the flow of people, got out of the bus, couldn't help taking a deep breath, there were too many people, the smell in the bus was a little sour, and Han Dong felt uncomfortable.

If he didn't want to come to the library earlier, Han Dong would usually wait another half an hour to avoid the rush hour before taking the bus. Not only would there be a seat, but the air quality was also very good.

Walking into the library, he first returned the few books he borrowed yesterday. The librarian checked casually for damages without raising his eyes, and then went through the return procedures. This made Han who thought he would be taught a few words Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Han Dong walked towards the area where history and literature were stored, and after finding a book about the ancient Greek language, he took it to a row of tables and stools next to the bookshelf, first put away the schoolbag, and then studied it carefully pick up this book.

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(End of this chapter)