Saint Ambrose College, UK.
The elderly dean looked at Zhao Lang with a tinge of regret.
"Student Zhao, do you really want to go through with the transfer procedures? You are a rare genius that our college hasn’t seen in decades. Several professors have praised you highly. In just one month, it will be the final assessment, and you will surely become the strongest star. If you can get into the Royal Party, a different platform will await you."
Zhao Lang smiled and shook his head.
"Dean, I appreciate your sentiment, but I’ve essentially completed the courses already. The results aren’t so important to me anymore."
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"Are you really sure?"
Though the dean was regretful, he was helpless and could only pick up the large red seal and firmly stamp it on Zhao Lang’s transfer application.
Though it was a transfer, he had indeed finished all his courses in advance and achieved excellent grades.
Therefore, the college had made an exception and issued him a diploma.
Zhao Lang’s enrollment had caused quite a stir, and his departure was equally sensational throughout the school.
In everyone’s hearts, he was already the inevitable next strongest star, yet at the moment of his imminent success, he suddenly gave up the opportunity to return to Hua Country.
Was there something so valuable there to leave behind a glorious future?
Just as the surrounding students were preparing to thoroughly persuade this young man with infinite potential, he quietly left one deep night.
Zhou Xu drove a black sports car, his forehead hair flying in the wind, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
"Boss, although we’ve already left, I still have to say, could you be a little less impulsive? The Family Head went through a lot of effort to send you to Saint Ambrose for the chance to get close to the Royal Family and elevate your status. Your sudden return will probably make him so angry he’d flip the roof."
Zhao Lang didn’t say anything, his eyes filled with a black sheen, steadfastly watching out the window.
There, dawn was breaking.
He remembered when he was lost in the Primordial Forest, uncertain of life or death, the scene he had seen when he looked up seemed just .
Although he was trapped at that time, the people by his side had made him feel incredibly secure.
Now, even though he was completely safe, his heart felt perpetually empty.
This feeling had been rising in his heart since he left Chixia Village and had never dissipated.
Seeing that he didn’t speak, Zhou Xu became even more puzzled.
"Isn’t it just that fortune-teller you can’t forget? I haven’t seen you care so much about the other..."
Zhao Lang gave him a stern look.
Zhou Xu wisely shut his mouth.
"She’s different," Zhao Lang murmured, rubbing the Peace Fortune amulet he wore on his chest, "Besides, this return to the country isn’t entirely because of Jiang Li."
"Then what is it? Aren’t you rushing back because you’re worried that Yu guy will snatch her away?"
"It’s about Dragon Ridge Island," Pei Ye said lightly from the backseat.
"What about Dragon Ridge Island? Isn’t that just an ordinary island? Didn’t the Family Head try to develop it before but ended up abandoning the project because it failed?"
It’s not just a simple island, Pei Ye thought.
Unlike Zhou Xu, he was a mercenary specially trained by the Gu Family and knew much more.
But given the current situation, he didn’t elaborate further, instead, he changed the subject and looked towards Zhao Lang.
"Young master, there’s news from home. Several groups in the country are investigating the person who fed the fish and looking into your news. Several flight routes have been controlled as well; I’ve arranged for us to take a ship back from South Africa, it might be safer but will take longer."
"If it takes longer, so be it. At least we won’t let those people have their way," Zhao Lang’s eyes turned cold, his voice deepening, "It’s also time to go back and give them a taste of their own medicine."
Jiang Li also received a message from the director’s team.
As she and Yu Li were currently isolated, their camp was automatically assigned to defense.
Yu Li twisted his brows, "Miss Jiang, we need to be cautious moving forward."
They were unarmed and only two people, vulnerable if their location was exposed; all that awaited them was elimination.
Jiang Li, however, was unfazed.
"Why worry so much? We have more pressing issues to solve."
"What could be more pressing?"
She hadn’t eaten much since morning, and even with her superior physical fitness, she couldn’t bear it.
Especially out in the wild, they needed to maintain enough energy to handle emergencies.
Upon hearing Jiang Li’s response, the live broadcast room again erupted into a mixture of scorn and jest.
[Jiang Li still knows to eat? They have nothing, are they supposed to eat the northwest wind?]
[If I were Yu Li, I’d stick with Team G, at least there’s food to scrounge with them. Following Jiang Li offers nothing.]
[I bet Jiang Li will definitely give up today.]
[Terrible start, it’s like starting as a caveman.]
The spectators’ mockery wasn’t without reason, as even the least fortunate guests had small tools like knives, whereas Jiang Li had perhaps only her pricey jewelry on her hands and neck.
Yet, such treasures were worthless on a deserted island, not even meriting a drop of water!
While everyone was waiting to mock Jiang Li, she suddenly walked into the jungle behind her, picking and examining for a long while before pointing to a black poplar tree that was in good condition and quality to Yu Li:
"Your task for the day is to cut down a few branches."
He coughed awkwardly, "Miss Jiang, as the saying goes, even a clever woman can’t cook without rice, and I can’t cut down a tree barehanded."
[Hahaha, Dean Yu is really capable of reasoning.]
[Jiang Li is too much, she couldn’t do it herself yet she’s giving others a hard time.]
Jiang Li smiled, "Who said you were empty-handed?"
Saying that, she bent down and, as if performing magic, picked up a flatter stone by the creek side. She then picked up a larger one and started striking the smaller stone in the running water.
Yu Li curiously stepped closer.
Zheng Xun was also curious, so he had the drone fly closer.
Under Jiang Li’s pale hands, the stone gradually split until it at last resembled a blade.
She then washed it in the water, and afterward found some vines to firmly tie it to a thick tree branch.
"There’s your tool. You’re no longer the clever woman without rice."