As noon approached, the sunlight was scorching and dazzling. Shi Yu held an umbrella open for Chi Yan and said, “A matter like this could be settled with a single phone call.”
Chi Yan gazed straight ahead, pressing her lower lip briefly before saying, “I’ve come to meet an old friend.”
Shi Yu: “When you did that test paper, I thought you wanted to prove something.”
Chi Yan cast a casual glance at Shi Yu, a hint of playful amusement curling at the corner of her eyes. “Prove that I’m Chi Yan? That’s not my style.”
Shi Yu kept her eyes fixed on Chi Yan the entire time. Yes, Chi Yan was simply Chi Yan—she didn’t need to prove anything. Just standing there was the best answer.
That afternoon.
Gu Ling, under the watchful eyes of S University students, followed Dean Zhang’s guidance and walked into the Duowen Hall.
The Duowen Hall had long been packed with people. The moment word spread that Chi Yan was coming to give a lecture, everyone scrambled to sign up, regardless of whether they were from the School of Biological Sciences.
Across the entire S City University, who hadn’t heard of the legend of Chi Yan?
In just one short year, Chi Yan had cultivated “Tooth Seeds” that could be implanted directly into the gums—fully formed in just ten days, with hardness comparable to one’s natural teeth and a firmness like tree roots digging deep into the gums. She had single-handedly led S University to claim multiple international awards.
Chi Yan had arrived at the Duowen Hall early, holding the certificate given to her by Principal Su. She sat with her legs crossed, twirling her entry card in her hand, watching Gu Ling’s preparations with keen interest.
Gu Ling: “System, view the transmission panel.”
Host: Gu Ling
Knowledge Transmission Progress: 97.3%
Reception Level: 96.0%
Speech Generation: 98.7%
Because the System detected that Chi Yan’s knowledge base was too vast, it had directly transmitted every piece of biological knowledge it could find to Gu Ling—a process that took nearly seven hours.
Only when all three progress bars showed 100% did Gu Ling finally breathe a sigh of relief and step up to the podium.
The System was exhausted from the transmission as well. It said, “The System needs to recharge. Be careful, Host—your stamina is nearly depleted too. Call me if anything comes up.”
Chi Yan sat in the audience, taking in every move Gu Ling made. So the person occupying her body was named Gu Ling.
The original book had never detailed the content of Chi Yan’s lecture; the author had only briefly described her speaking style and mannerisms.
Now that Gu Ling had just received the knowledge, she couldn’t afford to worry about such things. She could only read from the speech the System had generated.
The speech generated by the System was overly ornate in its wording, with much of the content being obscure and difficult to grasp.
The audience, initially brimming with enthusiasm, began furrowing their brows halfway through the lecture. Yet no one dared to question Gu Ling—they simply assumed their own understanding was lacking, which was why they couldn’t follow.
“Flame God returns for a limited time, and I can’t even understand the content.”
“Every night before bed, I’d listen to Senior Chi’s lectures to fall asleep. I thought I knew her well enough, but I forgot that was only her past.”
“Flame God is so beautiful, and the knowledge points are so hard.”
“Comparing myself to her, I feel like I’ve become a total slacker.”
Dean Zhang’s seat was right next to the Principal. Hearing Gu Ling’s lecture, he too furrowed his brow.
The content of Gu Ling’s speech was far too bookish—a constant display of her own erudition, completely different from the Chi Yan he remembered.
Principal Su glanced at Dean Zhang and said, “Dean Zhang, it seems that Student Chi has made tremendous progress in the two years since she left the school. Even I, as Principal, find parts of her lecture a bit hard to follow.”
Dean Zhang’s furrowed brow relaxed slightly. “Of course. Our School of Biological Sciences doesn’t keep idle hands.”
Chi Yan propped his chin on one hand, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The System. Nothing special after all.