846: Chapter 93: Returning to the Daily Campus Cody 846: Chapter 93: Returning to the Daily Campus Cody Waking up naturally in his familiar bed, Wang Yunxiao went to the cafeteria and wolfed down a bowl of thin porridge with buns and pickled vegetables, letting out a deep breath as his whole body finally relaxed.
The mission was finally over, and the feeling of returning to the Real World was simply amazing.
Even though his constitution allowed him to withstand the ntal pressures of the Outer Dinsion, being imrsed in that environnt for too long still brought an intangible sense of oppression.
It’s like playing a AAA ga on a laptop—no matter how high the specs, no matter how smooth the fra rate—there’s just an inexplicable discomfort.
The food outside might be refined, but it can’t compare to the greasy little diner downstairs at ho that really hits the spot.
Wang Yunxiao hadn’t expected to encounter the Thousand-Year Dynasty World’s Mountain God, Chu Jiang, on the Northern Continent.
The other party had a strictly-business deanor and didn’t seem in a good mood—pretty understandable, no one likes overti, especially forced overti.
Still, at the very least, Chu Jiang was on his side—he’d found an ally there.
Under Chu Jiang’s guidance, he successfully returned to West Spring Mountain with the Little Witch, while casually dragging that entire expedition team back with him.
How those people would be managed was now the responsibility of the higher-ups at the Special Service Bureau.
All Wang Yunxiao wanted was to go ho and get so sleep.
Last night, Youtiao had ntioned there was a big event happening.
Apparently, a high-ranking bigwig personally stepped in and split two overlapping worldlines apart, a spectacle akin to the creation of heaven and earth…
This was one of the main reasons for using the Net Path to connect both sides.
For one, the Spider God’s holand offered inherent geographical advantages when constructing the Net Path, saving loads of ti and manpower.
On the other hand, disconnecting the connection wouldn’t impose additional damage on the Real World.
As for whether the Northern Continent had any objections—well, if soone had an issue, let them grab the Dragon Staff first and then talk.
A bigwig personally stepping in was certainly intriguing to Wang Yunxiao.
After all, wasn’t this the kind of scenario often seen in novels?
The protagonist observes a clash between mighty powers, gains enlightennt, and advances instantly.
But the thought that he might often have to deal with such tasks in the future quickly drained away his excitent.
It’s like the rumor that orthopedic surgeons don’t eat braised pork bones or drink bone soup at ho—who knows if that’s true?
Children from poor families need to snatch opportunities for Immortal Cultivation, while the second-generation immortals take baths in heavenly treasures from a young age.
There’s no need for sudden enlightennt on the spot.
If you do this job day-in and day-out, there’s endless opportunities for training—so much work you’ll feel sick.
Upon waking, Wang Yunxiao discovered that his Garrison Soldiers’ Righteous Path experience bar was maxed out, and even his Scholarly Heresy cultivation progress had made a significant leap forward.
He understood quite well why Heretical Path cultivation progressed quickly.
The old saying goes, learning the good is hard, but slipping into the bad cos easy.
The Heretical Path of the Twelve Laws boils down to following your innermost desires and coming to terms with your true self.
Getting to know yourself is actually quite simple—let go of pride and pretense, give up moral constraints, and down a couple ounces of baijiu, and you’ll pretty much know what kind of person you are.
This business trip had him crossing paths with two veteran professors, spanning two worldlines and four dinsions.
After all that, he felt his keyboard-warrior political comntary skills had skyrocketed, along with so improved special abilities.
If he settled down and focused on clerical tasks, he reckoned he’d achieve advancent within a few months.
What really surprised Wang Yunxiao, however, was the progress in his Garrison Soldiers’ Righteous Path cultivation.
After being stuck at the sa point for two whole months, he’d finally reached the threshold for advancent.
To put it plainly, it’s a matter of organizational capability.
Before this, Wang Yunxiao had at best commanded his brothers to kill and burn—oops, sorry—carry out acts of justice!
He had no prior experience organizing large-scale group activities to complete tasks.
He hadn’t handled 40-man raid instances, didn’t know what DKP even ant.
But thanks to this job’s experience, he’d filled in the gap of missing skills.
Though he wasn’t the primary leader, at least as part of the core decision-making team, he managed to successfully pull off a major feat against the Fusang People without causing any major disasters.
Now, all he needed was the right opportunity to complete his Righteous Path advancent and beco a “Rampaging Colonel.”
Completing the Righteous Path Advancent would an his skills and status had reached mid-managent levels within the Special Service Bureau.
A bright future awaited: promotions, pay raises—the horizon was promising.
Of course, after the good news, there was bad news.
Li Mumu, who had just finished her closed-door cultivation, didn’t seem to want to engage with him anymore.
When they t last night, she rolled her eyes at him, huffing coldly before turning to leave.
Wang Yunxiao felt pretty helpless about it.
He truthfully had been too busy with work recently, with no ti to pay attention to Eldest Miss Li’s situation.
And at that ti, she had been ntally fragile, in a state of disconnection.
When she most needed soone by her side, that man was imrsed in work, indifferent to her.
Putting himself in her shoes, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but agree that he’d been really out of line.
He wasn’t sure how to make ands.
They say bags cure all—
But the bags Eldest Miss Li fancied were probably out of his budget.
No choice, he’d have to figure out sothing romantic instead.
Would giving her chocolates make her feel happier?
Wang Yunxiao quickly dismissed that idea.
He wasn’t sure why, but it felt a bit risky.
Oh, right—she had ntioned wanting that watch.
The watch Wang Yunxiao had “borrowed” earlier was still sitting in his dorm, never given to her.
After breakfast, he returned to the dorm and put the watch in his pocket.
At the doorway, he happened to see Li Mumu heading out, dressed in a pure white mink coat, with Jiang Yinyin towing a large suitcase behind her.
Unable to resist, Wang Yunxiao asked, “Where are you headed?”
“It’s winter break—I’m going ho.”
Li Mumu tucked her hands into her sleeves and shot Wang Yunxiao a sidelong glance.
“Chief Wang is too busy with work, hasn’t been back at school for so long—forgot about winter break, didn’t you?”
Huh?
Winter break?
So that’s why the campus was so empty—he thought it was just the weekend!
It dawned on Wang Yunxiao belatedly.
Mainly, Qinghe Middle School’s academic calendar was different from what he rembered pre-travel.
Here, the dostic system followed the lunar calendar.
Winter break started in November.
Because the sester started late this year, the first term seed unusually short.
No helping it—after all, there weren’t standardized teaching schedules these days.
Sotis, agricultural cycles had to be considered.
Not every student ca from a city; many still had farmland that needed tending during the harvest.
Moreover, there were still plenty of orphans like him and his brothers, who had nowhere to go during holidays and stayed behind at school.
So, the campus wasn’t completely deserted.
“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to go back?”
“I’ve thought it over—it’s still comfier at ho.”
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