Professional God

Chu Ze was in the sightseeing elevator of the White Tower.The elevator slowly went up.

The tempered glass was spotless, reflecting his dazed reflection.Through this layer of looming shadows, looking out, there is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of you.Snowfields and ridges rise and fall one after another, and the Mani piles in the distance shake the colorful prayer flags, as if the vast and vast singing echoes in the ears.

"Here is your admission letter, personal file, and student handbook." The tutor next to him handed him an overfilled document bag. "You took two years off, so you shouldn't be eligible to enter the third year of high school. Since you got full marks in the spiritual practice course, I submitted an application for you to the chief of Qingta for skipping grades. The chief allows you to try a section of the third year of high school first. Improve the progress and repeat the grade."

The material that was too heavy for reality woke Chu Ze up from the distant dream.Without saying a word, he took the information bag and continued to look into the distance.He just got out of two years of mental post-operative trauma rehabilitation, not only in poor physical condition, but also with very disordered memory, and he didn't know what to do.There seems to be no other way but to follow the mentor's arrangement.

Thanks to his powerful father, and to his mentor who has an unclear relationship with the chief guide of Qingta.Even though he had been suspended for two years due to surgery, even with severe memory loss and severe shrinkage of his mental image, he was still able to stand on a higher starting line than others and enter the White Tower Wizard Academy known as the "Ivory Tower of Wizards".He seems to be able to foresee his future: graduate with excellent grades, become a senior guide and work in the White Tower, buy a house and a car, marry a senior sentinel, and reach the pinnacle of life—well, the last one may not be there.

In fact, according to the mentor, he once had a sentinel who belonged to him alone.

It's a pity that his Sentinel died accidentally two years ago, and he was forced to undergo surgery to cut off the spiritual link between the Sentinel.Thanks to the operation, he delayed his studies for two years.When young people of the same age are sitting in the classroom vigorously, absorbing new knowledge, or going out to play, he has to be locked in the empty isolation room, facing the white wall, repairing himself over and over again A shattered mental picture.

It is said that the guide and the sentinel must love each other deeply, their spirit and body are very compatible, and they depend on each other and parasitize each other.But Chu Ze has completely forgotten what kind of guy his hapless ex was, including what kind of relationship he had with him, what things he did together, and the legendary spiritual resonance that was so beautiful that his soul trembled, as well as the grief when the connection was cut off. Desperate, he doesn't even remember.

Seeing his appearance, the instructor sighed silently, and patted him on the shoulder silently: "I'm sorry about your sentinel. Life and death are fate, please be sorry."

Chu Ze just shook his head.

He doesn't feel sad about it.Even if the bastard sentinel who had wasted his youth for two years could be revived immediately and appeared in front of him, he could calmly reach out his hand and say with a smile: Second Battalion Commander, you are a fucking Italian cannon. "Ding", the elevator reached the third floor, and the cold automatic doors slid open to both sides.Chu Ze followed behind the mentor, and stepped into the spacious and bright hall. The people in the hall were full of voices, bringing vitality to the dead white tower.

Chu Ze looked around and observed the prosperity here that did not belong to the snow-covered plateau: the hall is elegant and the decoration is magnificent; the floor is shiny, connected to the spiral upward stairs, and the carvings on the handrails of the stairs are intricate and exquisite.Portraits are hung on the corridor walls on both sides of the hall, with ancient murals on the left and carefully framed oil paintings on the right.

Sensing that his attention was distracted, the mentor pushed his gold-rimmed glasses: "That is the corridor of honor, and there are guides on both sides of the portraits - on the left, there are five towers that have fought for the freedom of guides in history. Guides who have made outstanding contributions, and on the right are the most outstanding graduates of the previous White Tower. I believe that with your talent favored by Guineas, it will not be difficult to keep your image here."

Chu Ze nodded.He raised his head, and at the end of the corridor on the right, a portrait of a white-haired guide came into his eyes.The young man in the portrait has an elegant and restrained smile, lowered his eyes, and a pair of cornflower blue eyes with gentle water, hiding the entire deep sea.He showed some strange expressions, but quickly restrained his emotions, and followed closely behind the instructor across the hall.

"Teacher Tong," he said. "I seem to recall that the school I went to didn't have these things."

His mentor, Tong Guanlu, paused for a moment before returning to his normal frequency: "Yes, you originally studied at the North Ridge branch of the White Tower Guidance Academy. But the North Ridge White Tower suffered a fire like Ragnarok two years ago. A large area of ​​the building was damaged, so the guides of the White Pagoda in the North Ridge have all moved to the White Pagoda in Xueyuan to attend classes."

Chu Ze didn't ask any more questions, and boarded the elevator again on the other side of the hall with Tong Guanlu, and was sent to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor of Xueyuan White Tower is the seat of Xueyuan White Tower Guidance Academy.After stepping out of the elevator, Chu Ze saw many students of his age walking around on the floor.Some carry their schoolbags to identify the class number on their own, some are blocked by their parents at the door and told them to pay attention to everything, and some have already settled down in the classroom, lying on the table to catch up on sleep.

"Okay, go there by yourself." Tong Guanlu said. "Your classroom is on the left side of the corridor, the first one. Remember to choose a place closer to the podium."

"I see." Chu Ze yawned.

"Remember to call me if you have anything to do." Tong Guanlu patted him on the shoulder again, "Don't let your past become your Achilles' heel. Study hard and you will become the best guide."

After Tong Guanlu gave instructions, he took the elevator back the same way.Chu Ze was stunned for a while at the fork in the corridor, and finally walked towards the classroom according to the instructor's instructions.

It was very early, and there were only children in twos and threes waiting in the classroom.He stood at the door of Class 1 ([-]) and took a few glances in, then went straight in, and sat down in a remote corner against the wall.

——Only fools would sit in the first three rows, exposing their every move to the teacher's eyes.

Chu Ze took out the things his mentor had prepared for him, counted them, and placed them neatly on the corner of the table.After finishing all this, he looked at his watch. It was 45:[-], which was the time when people were most likely to get sleepy.

Yesterday I flew from Qingta to Baita by plane overnight, and I barely made it in time to report.I got up from the bed at five o'clock in the morning, went to the dormitory with my instructor to pack up the daily necessities, and then went to the Snowy White Tower to prepare for the start of school.Chu Ze felt very tired, so he decided to squat on the table for a while.

Snowfield White Tower stands deep in the snow-covered plateau. There is only this lonely White Tower City built around it in a radius of three thousand miles. The atmosphere is cold all year round.Even though the heater was fully turned on in the classroom, the cold desktop still made Chu Ze restless.The grotesque images kept flashing in his mind, distorted and connected with each other, and finally gave him a little drowsiness in the chaos.

He was about to fall into the darkness in a daze, but he was suddenly awakened by a mess of arguments.

"Bullshit!" The slightly immature voice of the young man was particularly sharp amidst the chaotic noise. "I know the White Tower very well, I need you to lead the way—"

It turned out to be a sentinel.Chu Ze thought.A well-educated sentry would not be so disrespectful, rude and vulgar... Wait, why is there a sentry in the Wizard Academy of the White Tower?

Before Chu Ze could think too much, there was a melodious bass voice that stopped the boy from complaining: "Everything is for safety, you terrorist."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! Damn it, you're the only one who has a lot of shit!" The boy yelled back, with obvious irritability.

"Pay attention to civilization, this is the White Tower, this is the Guidance Academy, not a place where you can run wild." The bass voice warned coldly. "Your brother asked me to tell you, be quiet and avoid causing trouble for him. He reserves the right to apply for expulsion on your behalf at any time."

"Brother?! I *—" the boy growled. "It's a shame that crazy guy has the face to say it! Damn, he doesn't think it's awkward at all? How shameless is he to fuck my brother?!!!"

"Be respectful, he is your guardian." The man dropped the words, and his voice gradually faded away with the sound of steady and powerful footsteps. "Remember to go back to the apartment on time every weekend and report your academic performance to him by email."

"Hurry up! Go back to your kennel and look for your milk doll, you're mentally retarded!" The young man cursed viciously, and kicked open the door of the classroom.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

Chu Ze peeked out his eyes from the crook of his arms, and saw a little girl trotting in with an angry splayed.She... or should I say him, wearing a pink princess dress and carrying a fluffy bunny schoolbag, her brilliant golden curly hair is disheveled, and her face with deep features and Qingta blood is full of arrogance.He angrily threw his schoolbag on the table, sat down on his right side angrily, and angrily lay down on the table to catch up on sleep.

Chu Ze: "..."

What the hell!What is this thing?The voice he heard just now was obviously a boy's voice, why is it a little girl in a pink bowknot and lace princess dress who came in? !

Chu Ze propped up his upper body, pretending to tidy up the desk, and quietly moved the stack of materials on the desk away from the sentinel.Although the sentinel was still quite young, the faint aura leaking from his body already made him feel oppressed.

The textbook said it was true.Chu Ze thought silently.Creatures like sentinels are irritable, rude, savage, with low IQ and quality... What a terrible species.

Then again, it's really weird.He clearly remembered that sentries are not allowed to enter and leave the White Tower at will, let alone enter the Wizard Academy... If a sentry wants to enter the White Tower, he must not only go through application approval and multiple security checks, but also take drugs that suppress the sentinel pheromone to reduce the risk of death. threatening.Moreover, the Sentinels studying in the White Tower also set up a special Sentinel Academy. How could a Sentinel—er, such a rough and vulgar Sentry be sent into the Wizard Academy?

At this moment, on the left side of him, the friction sound of chairs being dragged on the floor suddenly sounded.Chu Ze turned his head and looked at the new classmate who was seated on his left.There was an aisle on his left, across the aisle sat down a guide girl in casual clothes, her long hair was tied up and flicked behind her head.She noticed Chu Ze's gaze and showed him a friendly smile: "Good morning!"

Chu Ze nodded: "Hello."

Thank God, it seems that the neurotic sentry at the same table as him is just an exception, and the rest of the students should be normal.

The guide girl quickly packed up her school supplies and took out a magnetic card from her schoolbag.She looked around for a week, and found that the students around her were either busy with work or lying on the table to catch up on sleep, and few of them were free.So she set her target on Chu Ze, and raised the magnetic card in his hand at him.

"It's only less than eight o'clock now, and there is still more than an hour before the school ceremony begins." She said with a smile. "Would you mind going to have breakfast with me? I'm not used to going to the cafeteria alone."

Chu Ze subconsciously wanted to reject the invitation of his new classmate, and the word "no" seemed about to blurt out.But after thinking about it, now that I am new here and unfamiliar with the place, getting to know more new classmates may be more helpful for my future study and life.

So he said, "Okay. But I just transferred here today, and I don't know the way to the dining hall."

"Haha, let me just say it. I basically know all the guides of this year's White Tower, but I just don't think you are very familiar." The new classmate smiled heartily and stood up. "It doesn't matter if you don't know the way, I'll take you to the cafeteria—by the way, my name is Ruolan, what's your name?"

"Chu Ze, please give me your advice." Chu Ze replied, took his mobile phone and wallet and followed Ruo Lan out of the classroom.

Before leaving the classroom, he stood by the door and looked back at his position, just in time to see the sentinel who was supposed to be lying on the table to catch up on sleep raised his head.The sentinel, with his dazzling shaggy blond hair, was squinting his eyes at Chu Ze.After watching for a long time, he buried his head and continued to sleep soundly.

Goosebumps crawled across Chu Ze's back. This illusion of being watched by hunters made him particularly disgusted.He ignored the sentry, turned around and left the classroom, and missed the moment when he turned around, the sentry who should have slept peacefully looked at him again.

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* Guinness: Genius, genius, talent.It is also said that it refers to the gods who bestow human talents in legends.

*Achilles' heel: Achilles, the son of God, was soaked in the Styx water all over his body, making him invulnerable, only his heel was not soaked by the Styx water, which was very fragile.Achilles' heel refers to Achilles' heel.