Reborn Global Abilities

Three days passed quickly. After saying goodbye to his parents, Zhang He officially embarked on the road to Harbin University.

During these three days, Zhang He contacted the person who welcomed him to Harbin University through the business card Xie Wen gave him, and learned the specific location of the school.

Harbin University is located in Nanyun Province, only a few hundred kilometers away from Handong Province where Zhang He is located, so the journey is not particularly far.

East Street Avenue

This is one of the busiest streets in Dongcheng City. Zhang He made an appointment with the receptionist to meet at Yunshang Cafe on Dongjie Avenue.

The bustling crowd surrounded Zhang He and moved forward passively. Zhang He protected his suitcase with one hand and carried his waist bag with the other, moving forward expressionlessly.

"I really don't understand why we asked to meet here." Zhang He muttered in his heart.

After suffering in the crowd for another 10 minutes, looking at Yunshang Coffee above his head, Zhang He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally arrived.

Zhang He pushed open the door of the cafe and just found a seat to sit down when he found a little old man walking towards him.

The little old man had a small, delicate beard on his chin, wore a suit that looked valuable, and held a faucet-headed cane in his hand. The mix of Chinese and Western styles made Zhang He inexplicably find it a bit funny.

"You are Zhang He's classmate, not bad, not bad." The little old man in a suit sat down gracefully in front of Zhang He and said with a strong voice.

"Who are you?" Zhang He asked

"You can call me Teacher Peter, I am the person in charge of Harbin University in Dongcheng."

Knowing that the little old man in front of him was the one who received him, Zhang He asked directly: "Didn't you say you were going to school? Why did you arrange to meet here?"

"Oh, classmate Zhang He, you do have to rush to school today, but I didn't say I was going to send you to school." Peter smiled mysteriously.

"???" Zhang He had a question mark on his face, "If you don't send me to school, why did you ask me to meet you?"

Peter smiled, took out a certificate and a pen from his pocket, and said while writing: "I am only responsible for the final review before you enter the school. Now you have passed the review."

"What kind of review? How did I pass? Why didn't I know?" Zhang He asked three questions in one sentence, his head full of question marks.

Peter did not continue to answer his questions, but handed the proof he had just written to Zhang He, and then left gracefully.

"How should I go to school?" Zhang He saw little old man Peter strolling away, and finally couldn't help but asked loudly.

Peter did not stop leaving after hearing this, and said casually: "It's up to you, you already know the location of the school anyway, and the school will reimburse you for the entire journey."

By the time he finished saying this, Peter's figure had disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

"You still have some conscience." Zhang He thought bitterly after hearing Peter's cool reply.

Then Zhang He looked at the review that Peter had just left on the table. There were only five simple words on it: "Passed, Peter will stay."

What kind of weird teacher is this in a weird school? Zhang He’s soul of complaining is burning.

Complaints are complaints, Zhang He began to think about how to go to school in the next second.

It's already noon, and it's definitely too late to buy tickets for planes and trains. If you want to arrive before tonight, it seems the only way is to take a taxi.

"Just take a taxi," Zhang He immediately took action, took out his mobile phone and called a commercial car on the taxi app.

Anyway, it was the school's reimbursement, so he decided to enjoy it. Zhang He remembered that Tang Xiao had promised to take care of everything before, but now he was living on the street with no one to take care of him, and he couldn't help but feel the psychology of revenge consumption.

"Waiter, please have a cappuccino, or two. I'll drink it on the way."

……

Vehicles were driving fast on the highway, and Zhang He fell asleep in the back seat of the commercial vehicle.

What happened in the past few days made Zhang He feel a little exhausted. It was rare to have such a comfortable seat so that Zhang He could take a good rest.

"bang"

Suddenly a loud noise woke up Zhang He who was still sleeping.

"Master, what happened?" Zhang He opened his eyes and found that the driver was not in the car, so he got out of the car.

"It's strange. Nothing happened to the car, but it suddenly stopped moving." The driver, a chubby middle-aged uncle, said in authentic Dongcheng dialect.

Zhang He heard that the car broke down halfway on the road, and immediately frowned and observed the surrounding environment.

At this time, the car was parked in the emergency lane, surrounded by endless fields. For some reason, there was not a single car on the road.

This strange situation made Zhang He feel that something was wrong.

Just when Zhang He wanted to ask the driver about the specific situation of the car, it suddenly became dark.

It's not the kind of darkness where dark clouds temporarily cover the sun, but the darkness where you can't see anything.

"Master, master, are you there?" Zhang He shouted loudly when he saw something was wrong.

But no matter how Zhang He called, he didn't get any response, and the darkness seemed to swallow everything.

"Damn, what on earth is going on?" Zhang He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down.

But the endless darkness eventually cast a shadow in Zhang He's heart.

"What is that?" Just when Zhang He was walking around like a headless fly, three tiny light spots appeared in his sight.

This was undoubtedly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Zhang He quickly stepped forward and quickly approached the light spot.

But when Zhang He really got close to the light spot and saw its true appearance, endless annoyance surged into his heart, making Zhang He's scalp numb.

I saw those three light spots like the black and white evil ghosts in hell, with ferocious faces and long tongues waving wildly. Each one was three meters high, floating in the air, shouting hoarsely.

Seeing someone actively approaching them, the glowing evil spirit screamed excitedly, and then approached Zhang He at an extremely fast speed. It looked like it was going to eat Zhang He alive immediately.

"Ghost!"

Zhang He screamed in fear, and then ran away. His instinct to escape made him burst into unprecedented speed.

When the glowing evil ghost saw the prey that was about to reach its mouth and wanted to escape, it immediately accelerated and stretched out its nearly one meter long tongue, trying to roll Zhang He back with his tongue.

One person and three ghosts are playing a death battle royale game in this endless dark field.

"Hiss."

Zhang He was a mortal after all, and he was soon overtaken by evil spirits.

The three evil ghosts stretched out their long tongues to wrap up Zhang He. The mucus on their tongues corroded Zhang He's clothes. The huge force made Zhang He breathless.

"No, I can't die, I want to live." Zhang He's vitality gradually weakened, his thinking began to become dull, and only the original human survival instinct remained.

Seeing that Zhang He was still struggling, the three evil ghosts tightened their binding force a little more. Their eyes were full of greed, and they wanted to strangle the living person in front of them quickly and enjoy it slowly.

After a while, Zhang He's consciousness became hazy, and his perception of the surroundings gradually declined. In a trance, Zhang He felt that he had seen his own death train.

"Do you want it to end like this?" A divine voice sounded in Zhang He's mind.

"Who is talking?" Zhang He responded weakly.

"Do you want it to end like this?" The voice did not reply to him, but repeated what he had just said.

"No, of course I don't want to. I want to live. I'm still young. There are still many beautiful things waiting for me in the world. Of course I don't want to die."

Zhang He did not worry about who was speaking, but tried his best to respond to his desire for life.

"Okay, I'll give you strength."

"Kill these brats."

The voice of that divine light sounded again.

After the words fell, the seven-pointed star that disappeared in Zhang He's hand reappeared, blooming with dazzling seven-star light.

This time the seven-pointed star is no longer a mark or a symbol, but a truly powerful seven-pointed awakening mark.