During this period, he was almost becoming a professional psychologist, and now, he embarked on a new study.
The moment he closed his eyes, the brief darkness before him was replaced by a bright scene.
Spring was in full bloom, and there seemed to be a relaxed and soothing music flowing by his ear.
This was the result based on Teacher Cat’s "emotional resonance method," which Ethan called "meditation method." So-called meditation is about transforming the abstract fantasies in the mind into concrete existences. With his mastery of the upgraded lightning element, Ethan’s meditation was becoming increasingly effortless.
He could only say, isn’t the human mind quite marvelous?
And this was, indeed, the spiritual space existing in his subconscious, deepening the communication and understanding of the wind element.
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"Old Sen Elemental Magic Academy."
Filled with youthful vibes, it even inexplicably had a... dating sim-like feeling?
This caused some unease in his heart.
This was a reflection of the subconscious, beyond his control, entirely composed of fragments deeply hidden in his mind.
Besides the name of the academy, this was precisely the scene from a text-based game he had played before.
Just as Ethan was lost in thought, a striking figure brushed past him.
With short green hair reaching the shoulders, golden pupils, a doll-like exquisite appearance, holding a volume of poems in her hands, the girl was wearing a female high school student uniform, stepping in black little leather shoes, walking directly toward the nearby marked "library" section.
Sweat broke out instantly upon Ethan’s forehead.
What on earth was this strong sense of déjà vu from a heart-throb literature club?
He felt a deviation had occurred in the development of the meditation method from its initial concept. His plan was to have the introverted wind element open up its heart and courageously express its enthusiasm for racing through meditation.
He didn’t want an adventure akin to a heart-throb literature club in the subconscious.
Someone patted Ethan’s shoulder from behind, startling him into a shiver.
Turning his head, he saw a guy taller by half a head, with slicked-back hair, dressed in social youth attire, who wore the same school uniform and appeared to be quite a reliable senior.
"What are you spacing out for? Don’t worry, go to the library, I’ll help you with the rest."
The senior seemed to see through Ethan’s heart, brushed his hair with both hands with a look of a villainous boss’s entrance vibe, and only said after tidying up his hair in front of Ethan, "With this, you should understand, right?"
Blue electric arcs jumped between his fingertips, "Quickly go, the time I can secure for you is limited..."
Ethan always felt the "electric senior" was kind of strange, as if he wanted to say something yet held back.
The general situation was now clear; Ethan calmed himself down; this was a scene randomly generated by his subconscious, filled with harmonious, warm, and friendly school-themed game settings; there was nothing to worry about.
He quickly caught up with the green-haired girl’s steps, walking inside the library one after the other.
The next goal was already very clear.
To create an opportunity to communicate with the green-haired girl and start a discussion on the topic of racing.
Even the library seemed to be creating an opportunity for them—there was only one empty table left, perfectly for them to sit face to face.
The gentle sunlight streamed into the library, complementing the green-haired girl’s golden eyes, with a breeze bringing a faint jasmine fragrance.
The green-haired girl was very focused, reading the book of poems with relish, immersed in the beautiful words, even her brows and eyes appeared much softer.
The speed at which time flowed seemed to slow down, this tranquil scene was just like the CG in a game.
But Ethan was not in the mood to appreciate it; he headed straight to the book borrowing zone, following his intuition, and picked up a motorcycle magazine from the "sports competition" section.
He had already beforehand sensed the other side of the green-haired girl’s heart, akin to grasping the "key elements" before starting the game, no different from playing with cheats.
He can openly admit, cheating is cheating, after all, it’s a single-player game, and doesn’t ruin the gaming experience for other players.
Time flowed by second by second; Ethan was waiting for the right opportunity.
Not long after, he heard the sound of the book closing coming from across. The green-haired girl’s poetry collection was very thick; he could feel the vibration of the poetry collection being placed on the table.
As a master who had conquered countless similar games, Ethan always acted according to the principle of being "quick, precise, and ruthless," never squandering opportunities. He closed the magazine and just happened to meet the green-haired girl’s eyes. The girl seemed uncomfortable with being watched, or maybe it was because she got caught stealing a glance at Ethan’s magazine, softly uttered an "Ah," and quickly diverted her gaze to the side.
Ethan’s face revealed a perfectly timed smile, proactively saying, "I’m Ethan, a racing enthusiast. Do you like racing too?"
The green-haired girl lowered her eyelids, her eyes dodged, not daring to meet Ethan’s gaze.
After hesitating for a long time, she nodded and replied with a nearly inaudible nasal tone, "...Yes, I like it."
A good beginning is half the success.
Such an introverted literary girl!
Ethan, rich in gaming experience, even immediately supplemented the green-haired girl’s background story—born in a scholarly family, received strict education from an early age, regarded as a model student by teachers and students, introverted, not good at interacting with people, due to long-term suppressed life, as she entered her adolescence, she gradually developed a rebellious side.