MTL - Transcendent Dawn-Chapter 2 letter

　　 St. George is a church school with low tuition and loans specifically for students. However, the graduation does not include distribution, so students have to find their own way out.

　　 Thulhu has the experience of the previous life. I prepared for my next home early and used the sorted out knowledge points as a stepping stone to successfully attract the attention of a certain laboratory.

　　 At this time, while eating a sandwich casually, he unpacked the envelope.

　　 Unexpectedly, there are two letters, one of which is very thick. It seems that the address comes from the hometown of Thulhu.

　　 He was startled, first opened the thin portion and saw the beginning [Dear Mr. Botley, we are very happy to inform you...], he couldn't help but smile, knowing that this wave was stable.

　　 "Wow, is it the invitation of the Green Treeburg Laboratory? Congratulations!"

Sean next to 　　 just glanced at it and yelled immediately.

　　 "Thank you!" Thulhu is not embarrassed to cheat at all, with a bright smile.

　　 Well, in White Eagle Union, intellectuals want to be promoted to decent people in the upper-class circles. There are several careers that can be called stepping stones, such as doctors, lawyers, scientists...

　　 As for federal government employees? Except for a few professions such as judges, ordinary civil servants are not even as well-known as church personnel.

Green Tree Castle is well-known in the Federation. Applying for a research assistant on his own is a firm step forward to the upper class. In the future, his weekly salary will start with at least two golden dragons. According to his own plan for several years, he will slowly pass the last life. The results of the release will definitely attract attention, continue to increase your worth, become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life right before your eyes. It is a little exciting to think about it!

Next to 　　, Sean was still nagging like an old woman: "If Beatrice knew that you got the offer from the institute, you would definitely regret it..."

　　 "Can we not mention this?"

　　 Thulhu has a black face.

　　As a young man, an energetic young man, of course he has tried his best to find a goal in college life, and Beatrice is one of them.

　　 just... alas! Think about why your face hurts again?

　　 Thulhu sent Sean away with a facial paralyzed face, and lazily opened the second parchment envelope, ready to read the letter from his hometown.

　　 No matter what, the family can't hide from this level. Sooner or later, there will be a showdown.

With the mentality that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, Thulhu checked the envelope and found that the parchment paper was very thick, the black ink lettering on it had an artistic feel, and there was a strange lacquer on the back. With fine patterns, it is like an antique.

　　 He slowly opened the envelope and poured out the contents: a stack of paper, which seemed to be torn from a certain book, besides that, there was a letterhead:

　　 [To my dear brother:

The long night will eventually pass. No matter how you escape, you will not be able to escape the fate of the family... Yes, I am honored to inform you that the dusk of the gods is over, and a new wave of transcendence is about to rise. The family needs Your power! The dark minions are peering into the world, please be careful!

　　 There is a magic book page attached to the letter. It is my trophy. I hope you can keep it for me for a period of time. It's best to help me interpret it. You know, my ancient language has never been very good.

　　 Finally, I will come to Niah City in the near future. I have many things I want to talk to you in person.

　　Your loyal brother, Roald Botley]

　　 "???"

　　 Thulhu raised his head with a bewildered look: "What do you mean? Extraordinary? The Twilight of the Gods? Isn't this a scientific world?"

　　 No, I have already accepted my fate, so why do you want to make a joke with me?

　　 "Well, if all this is true, at least I don't have to change my last name to Porter..."

　　 spit out at the same time, Thulhu wanted to hit his head to death.

　　 When he first wore it, he did have thoughts of suicide.

　　 After all, in a brand new and backward world, there is nothing to adapt to.

　　 He strongly missed the world before, and missed the more convenient, safer and more entertaining world. He did not know how many times he tossed and turned in the middle of the night, with two lines of tears.

　　 Maybe... everything is just a dream, as long as you die, you can wear it back!

This idea is constantly struggling in my mind, but Thulhu is afraid of pain, second, fear of death, and third, even more afraid that the world is real, and you can't wear it back when you die. Then your own attempt will become a big fool. ...Finally, I decided to treat this world as a novel experience, and if I didn't take the initiative to seek death, it would be my second life.

　　 How do you say that sentence anyway-mortals are mortal, others are afraid of death, and I still have a little expectation for the possibility of crossing again after death.

　　 But now... a letter from my hometown broke everything!

——I obviously have made a plan, take the scientific side, based on the experience of the previous life, mixed the name of a theoretical scientist, and then become a small business, the rich will survive the first life safely, but now you tell me that this is the West Rejuvenation of the aura?

　　 tease me? !

　　 Do you want to be so bad? !

　　 The **** Thulhu picked up the letterhead angrily, trying to tear it up.

　　 "That's right... Maybe, this is just a bad joke!"

　　 Although I read a lot of novels in my previous life, the world view of Transmigrator is still deeply rooted and it is not so easy to break.

　　 Thulhu muttered to himself, and then spread the pages of the book that came with the letter.

　　 This book page is also of parchment texture, thickly folded, and when it is spread out, it is the size of a small table. Obviously, the original book is a big tome.

After 　　 was completely unfolded, it was filled with dense texts, and there was also a five-pointed star formation ritual, and the blank spaces were filled with many notes.

　　 "Sure enough, it is not a federal language, but...ancient Heber language?!"

　　 Thulhu muttered.

Heber language is the lingua franca of today's Federation ~www.novelbuddy.com~ from the former colonial federation, known as the rising sun, the Chris Empire, ancient Heber language is an ancient language thousands of years ago, after several changes, almost With the exception of a few old antiques in the history department, few people have studied this.

　　 But he can understand! This is the content of tutoring when I was young!

　　 Thulhu breathed heavily, suddenly covered his forehead, and under the severe pain, groups of memories emerged:

　　……

Old classrooms, dilapidated blackboards, and a serious-faced middle-aged man: "You must remember that ancient Heber language is the universal language of the extraordinary world. It has mysterious properties and incredible power. A prerequisite for many ceremonies..."

　　 The picture turned around and came to the scene of a fire somewhere.

　　 "I won't forgive you... never!"

　　 A young man similar to Thulhu, with tears in his eyes, and while roaring, he ran away without looking back.

　　……

　　 "Woo!"

Thulhu rubbed his eyebrows, digesting the memory that emerged: "It seems...this Thulhu Botley comes from a Extraordinaries family? But because of something, I fell out with my family. Run out to study in college? And because I hate mystery, I plunged myself into science?"

　　 He stroked the magic book page in front of him: "What kind of world is this..."

　　 Thulhu feels that my knowledge of the world seems to be still at a very superficial stage, and a door has just been opened at this time.

　　 "Black...witchcraft...making...dead girl, no, it's the corpse girl!"

　　 Combining the knowledge that had just emerged, he barely identified the pages of the magic book, and suddenly he was surprised: "Black Witchcraft-Black Witchcraft-Corpse Princess? How do you think it is evil..."

　　 Just then, Thulhu's eyes lit up, and a curtain of light jumped out.