Silent Crown

Chapter 58: So called natural disaster

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An hour ago, at eight o'clock in the morning, Ye Qingxuan came to the lecture theater where he had taken the exam on time.

Today is the official opening day of the school year. According to the practice of the Royal Conservatory of Music, no matter which branch or department, the first class is arranged here. However, in previous years, the principal would give a speech and urge everyone to study hard together, but no one expected that this year, although the principal was not in school, he would still leave such a terrifying gift!

Just when the teacher entered the door, a sudden illusion pulled everyone in.

Now that the illusion has finally dissipated, on the podium, the teacher carefully picked up the vinyl record on the gramophone and put it back into the box.

"Tsk, this is a very rare record-type alchemy equipment. I didn't expect that I could get good stuff by visiting a first-grade classroom occasionally."

Next to him, someone patted his thigh: "The visual effects and sounds are shocking. It's really worth it that I got up early and came all the way to attend the class."

Ye Qingxuan turned around with regret and saw Charles chewing an apple with a happy face. The fruit peels were already scattered on the ground under his feet. Next to him, the fruit basket had been completely occupied by Bai Xi and he was holding it in his arms. .

He glanced at Bai Xi, but Bai Xi stared back, and immediately sighed: "Brother, it's okay for you as a senior to come here to attend class, but is it really okay for you to eat like this?"

"How can we watch the video without eating something?"

Charles looked over in surprise: "I've finished a bucket of popcorn, and you're telling me this? How about some, junior brother, too?"

"I'd better forget it..."

The corners of Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched and he wisely stopped talking.

Since the entrance exam ended two days ago, Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi moved into the college. Because they are also under the Music History Research Department, even the dormitories are in the same place.

In fact, it’s not just a dormitory.

The classrooms, offices, student dormitories and teacher dormitories of the entire Music History Research Department are basically in the same two-story building. That's right, it's the building in the very corner of the school that you can't find unless you look carefully.

When Ye Qingxuan saw that small building for the first time, he felt a chill coming out of his back.

This house is at least two hundred years old, right

The mottled walls are covered with vines, fallen leaves are piled in front of the door, and there are indifferent glances from wild cats on the roof. Countless details are piled up to restore the atmosphere that can only exist in horror legends.

Is it really okay to live in this kind of haunted house

Moreover, the architectural arrangement of the entire Royal Academy of Music is quite strange, so strange that someone would still get lost after living in the academy for five years.

The entire Royal Conservatory of Music is a complete maze!

When Ye Qingxuan knew that he had to memorize a map to buy breakfast, he was in despair...

Normally in this situation, there should be enthusiastic seniors who would lend a helping hand. But the biggest problem is that this enthusiastic senior is completely unreliable!

In just two days, Ye Qingxuan deeply understood Ciel's ability to get lost.

Sometimes, it is a smooth road, but in the blink of an eye, Charles disappears with a pop! And this guy will definitely appear from all kinds of strange places next...

And this guy not only gets lost himself, but also brings others into the ditch.

After Ye Qingxuan followed him to the school cafeteria and ended up in the lower town of Avalon for no apparent reason, he began to understand why the teacher had repeatedly warned him not to let Charles lead the way...

We have just known each other for two days, but this short time has been so fulfilling for this senior!

In two days, he was blocked four times by debt collectors and beaten six times. Last night and this morning, he was slapped in the face by two unknown girls in public. Those two beautiful girls didn't say anything, they started crying, hid their faces and left... What a sin you have done!

"Yi Zi, your expression suddenly became so miserable."

Next to him, Charles came over with enthusiasm: "Are you suffering from hemorrhoids? Oh, this disease is really serious. It must be discovered and treated early. Let me go to the infirmary after class? It doesn't matter. , Senior brother is familiar with it there. I'll take you there and maybe the doctor can give you a 20% discount... "

"...No, I'm fine." Ye Qingxuan's expression twitched, and he struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"Oh, all right."

Charles took out another durian from nowhere and handed it to him: "How about you have some too?"

“…”

Ye Qingxuan turned his head, feeling the urge to burst into tears amidst the stench of durian.

"Oh, by the way, there seem to be a few people in the row next to you who have been staring at this place. Are they hungry?"

Charles sighed in a low voice: "If you want to eat fruit, just come and get it. How can you do it without breakfast..."

Ye Qingxuan looked back and saw only a few aristocratic young men sitting together looking at him with disdain. The red-haired boy at the head, he remembered, was the first to be admitted in this class. He seemed to be called "Edmund"

Next to Edmund, Banner seemed to be still awake, looking down at his fingers, his slender eyes raised, making it difficult to understand what he was thinking.

When they noticed Ye Qingxuan looking over, their expressions turned disgusting, they glanced at him and looked away.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Xi noticed that he was looking elsewhere, "Have you not slept enough in a daze?"

"nothing."

Ye Qingxuan looked away: "There are a few lunatics who want to eat bananas."

"Okay, you seem to have almost recovered."

On the podium, the teacher who had finished cleaning up slowly looked to the audience: "Teacher, there are also smelling salts here. If there are any female students who are pretending to be faint, they can come up and get some. The student next to you, don't be so excited that you want to artificially Breathe, they are just pretending, don’t you see? And that classmate who is eating, where did your stuff come from?”

The teacher looked in the direction of Charles and his face became serious: "It's you, the classmate in the second row. I have recognized you a long time ago. Do you understand the rules for eating in my class?"

"Well… "

Charles was stunned. He awkwardly grabbed the banana he had just broken open in his hand. After thinking for a while, he carefully handed it to the podium: "How about you have some too?"

"Brother, you are hopeless."

Ye Qingxuan covered his face sadly, not wanting to admit that he knew this bastard.

"Young man, you quite understand the rules!"

In the silence, the teacher and Charles looked at each other, and suddenly smiled: "You boy can be taught!"

Amidst the sounds of broken eyes, the teacher grabbed the banana and nodded in admiration: "Well, don't say it! This tastes really good!"

"That's right! I just stole it from the backyard of Change Academy this morning. Those guys have been waiting for this for half a year."

Charles took out his inventory from his pocket: "How about you try another orange?"

The teacher hesitated for a moment, and finally reacted when he saw the stunned students below, so he pretended to cough twice:

"Ahem, we are in class, this is not good."

At the front, Ye Qingxuan heard clearly that the teacher lowered his voice and said: "Remember to send two more pounds to the office later..."

“…”

Can this school be saved

"Ahem, I was joking just now, now the class has officially started."

After the teacher finished eating the banana, his painting style suddenly turned aside and his expression became serious: "If some students were relieved just now, let's bring it up again now."

"The time for rest is over."

"The things I will teach you next are all in the "A Brief Talk on the History and Research of Natural Disasters" sent to you. By the way, the entire book is exam content, so you don't need to ask me to highlight the key points."

Ye Qingxuan sat upright instinctively.

The drama is finally here!

Natural disasters, as the name suggests, are disasters that cannot be resisted by human power.

Generally speaking, such things that cannot be resisted by human beings will stay away from humans, but most natural disasters wander around the borders of the human world. Ever since the Dark Ages, there have been legends of destruction. Every invasion of natural disasters results in tragic losses and sacrifices.

Even before the Dark Ages, there were signs of natural disasters in the murals excavated by humans.

There are many kinds of them, with various characteristics. Some are living things, some are plants, and some even seem to be lifeless... The complex classification is enough to write a thick book. It's the tome currently in Ye Qingxuan's hands.

But no matter what kind of natural disaster, they all conform to a basic law, or are shrouded in the same mystery.

Where do they come from

What do they want to do

And why do they hate humans so much

Since the emergence of mankind, the terrifying shadow of natural disasters has been accompanying human history. Even after humans mastered the power of the ether, in the five hundred years since the end of the Dark Ages, various tragic events have occurred one after another.

To date, humans have explored less than a quarter of the world's open land. And no more than half of the etheric temperate zone of this quarter can be farmed.

Every inch of land is stained with the blood shed by humans fighting against natural disasters.

Every victory over a natural disaster costs hundreds or thousands of lives.

But the desperate thing is that these monsters are immortal.

Their bodies are made of ether, and there is no so-called death. Even if the body is destroyed, they will only lose their memory and return to the dark world to sleep again. When it appears again, it will have a new life.

They are getting stronger...

In order to prevent the arrival of natural disasters, human beings have built boundary monuments in all directions.

In the far east, the four emperors of the Cathay Empire drove millions of slaves to build the Great Wall. On the city wall, beacon towers were erected hundreds of steps away, and musicians were on duty 24 hours a day.

One hundred thousand beacon towers are one hundred thousand beacon fires. If the beacon fires are not extinguished, natural disasters will not be able to invade human territory unbridled.

On the northernmost ice sheet, the Asgardians built their entire empire on glaciers, where a group of madmen who regarded death as their destination built the Valhalla defense line with broken battle axes and the bones of the dead.

In the desert of the west, the defense lines originally built by the Semites have been completely breached and are now being rebuilt by the coalition forces of various countries. It is said that at the end of the desert, the ruins of the old defense line are still burning with an unquenchable fire of karma.

As for the Endless Sea in the far west, it is the calmest. The sea demon Leviathan has not appeared for more than hundreds of years. The people guarding here are the city where Ye Qingxuan and the others are located...Avalon.

The Kingdom of Angelus itself inherits the mission of its founding king Arthur hundreds of years ago, to stand in the far west forever and fight against the sea devil.

Even though it has not appeared for hundreds of years, the vigilance has not been relaxed to this day.

Around Avalon, more than 20 of the more than 40 satellite islands are completely confidential and blocked. Someone will stop you from entering the ship ten nautical miles away and tell them that you have entered a restricted area. You are now It's not too late to understand the mistake, at least you can choose to turn back or die here.

In addition, there are large and small fortifications, fortresses in the hinterland of the human world, thousands of them... The art of human war is not only to hone each other among the same kind, but also to prevent the disasters of aliens.

When talking about this, the teacher paused and smiled secretly: "At present, the natural disaster that threatens the human world the most, I believe everyone has heard of its name. -'Dark Earth Mother'."