After two days of careful care from several people, Joet Brown's complexion improved slightly, no longer the pale gray color he had when he just came out of the health room.
"Eh? What is this?"
Columbia picked up the package in front of the dormitory door. There was a white note on it, and the note read,
"I wish you a speedy recovery."
The package was very light. Columbia shook it gently and a gurgling sound came from inside.
Columbia held him in his arms and opened the door of the dormitory.
He waved the package in front of Joet Brown.
"This should be for you. I haven't opened it yet. Do you want to open it and take a look yourself?"
Joe Butran waved his hand gently and said,
"Please help me open it."
Columbia sat down after hearing that, put the package on the table, and gently cut a small slit in the butter paper of the package with a paper cutter.
A warm and gentle breath came out from the gap, and Columbia, who was sitting in front of the package, was shocked.
Among the gifts that Sif brought earlier was a small potted plant.
Under the nourishment of this breath, the cactus in the pot was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a small flower bud grew on the tender green tip.
After inhaling that breath, Jobtran's sallow face actually became rosy, and he went from looking dying to looking sickly.
Jobtran's red eyes flashed.
"Colombia, please bring it here for me to see."
After hearing this, Columbia immediately handed over the magical package and did not forget to remove the butter paper on the surface.
There was an exquisite small box in the package, and Joet Brown gently opened the mechanism in front of the small box.
The lid slowly opened, and in this box made of unknown metal was a badge of the Miskatonic University emblem, a small note, and a small piece of leaf that had been carefully cut.
That warm breath is exactly the effect of this leaf.
It is as green as jade, and even every line on the leaves can be seen clearly.
If you look closely, you will find that the naturally formed patterns in these leaves seem to hide some truth of the world.
Even though this piece of broken leaf is incomplete and has obvious signs of being cut by humans, it still gives people a feeling that it is still alive and has endless vitality.
Jobtran gently placed it in his hand and brought it under his nose to smell it.
A fresh scent of green grass wafted over my face, and even the pain in my body almost disappeared.
"Leaves of the World Tree!"
These words came out of Columbia's mouth, and just answered the question in Jobtran's mind.
“Legend has it that if you take the leaves of the World Tree, you can resurrect the dead.
If this is true, then your illness can be cured!"
Columbia excitedly pumped his fist in the air with a happy smile on his face.
"Don't worry, let me take a look first."
Joe Butran said softly, then took out the small note.
Six words were written on the note in a flowing handwriting: Make tea, chew it, and swallow it.
The owner of these words obviously had some bad taste, and wrote a line of small words on the back of the note: I hope you are not stupid enough to make tea with the badge.
"Colombia, could you please boil a kettle of water? Please."
Seeing this, Joet Brown smiled and said to Columbia.
"Okay."
So Columbia went to boil water, humming a little tune.
His mood became very happy because of the appearance of this leaf.
In Icelandic mythology, the leaves of the world tree have the power to construct the world, and the death of the living and the raising of bones are just basic ways of using the cow chewing on the peony.
If this leaf fell into the hands of some sorcerers who were proficient in alchemy, it would surely be of greater value.
Joet Brown, holding the leaf, did not think much about it;
After much thought, there are only a few possibilities for people who could give him a gift, and the box also comes with a school badge, which is obviously a compensation from the school's top management.
Joet Brown didn't know that the truly valuable part of this gift was the badge.
The leaves of this world tree are indeed precious, but what the badge symbolizes is the authority of a department head.
As long as he wore that badge, Choate Brown had many privileges that made the old students envy him.
Issue tasks, mobilize university resources, enter areas that require permission to explore, and even impose certain penalties on students who violate the rules.
As long as he wore this badge for a long time, almost everyone had to be respectful to Joet Brown.
And this gift was naturally the work of the principal.
The identity of Miskatonic University's president has always been a mystery, but there has been a lot of speculation among students and faculty.
Some people guessed that he was the great wizard Merlin, some guessed that he was the prophet Moses, and some guessed that he was some unknown god.
Despite this, the principal has always been tolerant in his approach to educating students.
This time, the gift to Joet Brown is not just compensation, but an investment.
The principal saw potential in Joe Butran from the projection of that test.
The sharp intuition of a wild animal, the courage beyond ordinary people, and the way of dealing with crises calmly, etc.
These qualities are rare advantages in the pursuit of truth, and the words the principal said to Arnold at that time were also sincere.
His experienced eyes had seen countless talented people, but he could not see through Joet Brown's future.
This means that Joet Brown will learn more truth than he did.
What was the original purpose of Miskatonic University
It is to explore the truth and clear away the fog of the unknown for future generations.
The principal's small investment now can not only please Jobtran, who may go further in the future, but also show the school's attitude.
Why not kill two birds with one stone
Joe Boutrang didn't know this, he only knew,
“This tea smells really good.”
After brewing, the tea soup is bright and clear yellow with a hint of green, with strands of white hair on the leaves emerging in the tea soup.
A hint of fragrance wafts from the teacup like mist, and after drinking it, all the pain in the body dissipates along with the tea.
The aftertaste of tea lingers in the mouth, leaving a hint of sweetness.
The small piece of leaf on the tip of the tongue is gently chewed between the teeth. It is slightly bitter, and after swallowing, it produces a warm feeling in the stomach.
It’s like the leaf has slowly taken root in the stomach, and I am the soil that supports the leaf.
Job Tran groaned unconsciously and let out a cheesy breath.
The previously weak limbs slowly regained strength and the body seemed to be full of vitality and energy.
The side effects of the universal recovery potion also left Jobtran silently along with the cup of magical tea.
He tried to sit up, then pushed himself up with his hands and stood up again by his own strength.
"Slow down, slow down."
Columbia hurriedly rushed forward to help.
"Well, thanks, let me try."
Jobtran raised his leg and resolutely took one step forward, two steps, three steps.
There is no pain, no soreness, but a full sense of strength.
Such an event is a long time coming for Choate Brown.
He has been in a wheelchair and bed rest for too long.
The feeling of being able to stand firmly on solid ground again made him clench his fists.
Columbia stood beside Joet Brown and watched him walk towards the bathroom step by step.
I thought,
"Oh no, my master is going to see what I look like!"
He immediately took small steps to Joet Brown.
"Sir, the way you look now..."
Columbia looked a little embarrassed, but Joet-Brown waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Let me pass. An ugly woman must meet the father-in-law. Besides, this is my own face."
Colombia gritted its teeth and then stepped aside.
Joe Butran looked at himself in the mirror and felt a little strange.
Especially those pair of red eyes, which don't look like those of a human at all.
The leaves of the World Tree were silently restoring his body, but there was no way to make up for the changes caused by the influence of the Moon God Kongs.
Joet Brown looked at his white hair in the mirror and laughed to himself.
"What? I don't look that bad.
It's just that I'm a little thinner, my eyes are a little redder, and my hair is a little grayer.
How big of a deal
take it easy."
He spoke softly to himself in the mirror.
"I wonder if the school doctor will think I have pink eye if I go to see him like this?"
He said this with self-mockery, then turned on the tap and washed his face with cold water.
He patted his face with his cold hands.
"Jot Brown, you should cheer up. There is more work for me to do."
Columbia couldn't help but feel sad for Joe Butran when he saw how strong he was.
This man is always like this, silently bearing everything.
But that's also why Colombia is willing to follow him.
This is the personal charm of Joet Brown.
"Sir, you are still on sick leave today. Do you want to continue to rest?"
Columbia asked tentatively.
"Still resting?"
Joet Brown turned his head and made a face at Columbia.
"I've been lying down for several months. I've had enough rest.
It’s time to use my new legs to walk around.”
"Oh, okay."
Before leaving the house, Joet Brown pinned the badge on his chest.
"It's a waste if you don't wear it."
Joet Brown thought to himself.
When Joet Brown, the man who caused a stir in Miskatonic, reappeared in public, people looked at him in surprise.
"Hey, isn't that the legendary newcomer?"
"Really? I remember that the new guy was a cripple and he always used a wheelchair when he came out."
"Oh my god, his eyes are scary."
But Joet Brown himself didn't care about what these people thought. He was enjoying the feeling of being able to walk on the ground with his own feet.
Columbia followed Joet Brown silently. He had sent messages to several other people through their ID cards.
Joet Brown's ID card was dinging all the time, with messages of congratulations from several people.
"Columbia, do you have classes today?"
asked Joet Brown suddenly with a whim.
"Oh, in the afternoon."
Columbia answered honestly.
"Okay, I'll go to class with you.
I have nothing to do in the dormitory anyway."
Joet Brown waved his hand and walked forward.
"Um, sir, the archaeology building is in the back."
Columbia whispered awkwardly.
Joet Brown immediately laughed, whistled, turned around as if nothing had happened, and followed Columbia.
"You lead the way, you lead the way."
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"Students, our topic today is fossils. Please turn to page 367 of your textbook."
There were about thirty people sitting in an empty classroom.
They all listened carefully to the knowledge the professor was sharing at the podium.
Joet Brown was bored to find that since he was assigned to Columbia as a freshman, he had already memorized the basic knowledge before leaving.
But Columbia, who had once studied archaeology, listened with great interest.
"Is it interesting?"
Joet Brown yawned and asked softly in Columbia's ear.
“The professor has a lot of knowledge and he analyzes things from different angles.
Although everyone present here has heard this basic knowledge before, and even knows it by heart, what we really need to learn is the professor’s perspective on this knowledge.”
Columbia replied just as quietly.
But the professor on the podium frowned.
“Students in the audience please do not whisper during class.
You will have plenty of time after class to discuss this privately.”
Columbia immediately sat up straight after hearing the professor's admonition.
And Joet Brown just lay helplessly on the table and continued to listen.
"Student in front, please stand up."
The professor pointed at Choate Brown with the chalk in his hand and called out his name.
"Scare? Me?"
Jobtran asked in astonishment.
“Yes, that’s you.
Please stand up and answer the following questions."
The professor said seriously.
He had several classes every day and hardly noticed that Choate Brown was not a student in his class.
Joet Brown could only stand up straight and wait for the professor to ask questions.
"Please give some examples of common fossils and state the time period in which they were formed."
The professor looked at the lesson plan on his desk and asked loudly.
Columbia was about to give a hint, but Joet-Brown held his shoulder.
“Fossils have appeared from the Archean eon, 3.4 billion years ago, to the Holocene epoch, 10,000 years ago.
The common types include three categories: animal skeletons, remains of marine organisms, and remains of ancient plants.
The organic matter in these biological remains has decomposed over the years, and the hard parts such as shells, bones, or branches and leaves have been petrified under pressure along with the surrounding sediments, and are called fossils. "
Jobtran recited all the knowledge he knew, and the professor put on his glasses and looked at Jobtran.
"That's a good answer, but classmate, why have I never seen you before?"
"Um, I'm here to sit in."
"You should behave like an observer when you are attending a class. Please remember this."
"Okay, okay."
Joet Brown smiled awkwardly, while Columbia turned his head away, trying not to laugh.
Jobtran murmured to himself,
"Ahem, I'm used to being free and undisciplined. It's time to follow the rules."