Chapter 9: Green Tea is Generous and Fish Ponds Are in Desolation

Karida gestured for everyone to be quiet. "Welcome to the Rose Holy Sanctuary. Outside, they say we have lowered our standards. Here, I must solemnly declare that this is impossible. We only allow those who are qualified to stand here. We are more open and inclusive; we won't miss any potential heroes..."

"Dear disciples of the Holy Sanctuary, burn with your wisdom and souls, strive to hone yourselves. What is the Holy Sanctuary? We rise from adversity, advance in times of hardship, and excel in glory. As Master Wang Meng once said, as long as you have justice and a spirit of sacrifice in your heart, anyone can become a hero. In Aurora City, the freest city on the continent, at the forefront of the Rose Holy Sanctuary!"

Cheers rose wave after wave from the audience. The mentors on stage also cooperated by unleashing their soul power, creating a massive aura that surged into the sky, breaking through the clouds, making the sunlight even more dazzling.

Old Wang nodded inwardly. Karida had truly mastered the essence of motivational speaking.

Karida had prepared meticulously. She knew that while the numbers were high, the quality varied greatly. She wanted to ignite everyone's fighting spirit and was very satisfied with her performance. However, her gaze still caught someone picking their nose in a corner...

In the next second, Karida reined in her killing intent, her eyes bursting with a brighter light. She clenched her right hand and placed it across her chest—a gesture of respect both in the Holy Sanctuary and for heroes.

"Today, you are honored to enter the Rose Holy Sanctuary. Tomorrow, the Rose Holy Sanctuary will be honored by you. Be brave, strive forward, for the glory of the Holy Sanctuary!"

Karida's voice reached every student's ear, and the entire Triumph Square erupted. Everyone's eyes burned with the fire of dedication.

Holy Sanctuary glory~ Holy Sanctuary glory~~

Old Wang also joined in, waving his arms along with the crowd. One must learn to forget troubles and enjoy happiness, after all, not everyone gets to time-travel.

To hell with glory. Come on, draw a dragon with your left hand, a rainbow with your right, move your hands forward, stretch your hips...

The dorm door creaked open, and Fantasi's chubby head squeezed through the crack. Seeing Old Wang, he relaxed completely, curiously examining everything in the room.

"A-Feng, this is amazing! There are actually single rooms. The Rune Academy is truly unique."

"Sure, but it's just because no one else came. It would be empty anyway. If you want to get cozy with Rachel, I'll let you use it. That's what brothers do." Despite living in dire circumstances, one must maintain a relaxed and optimistic attitude.

Fantasi blushed and waved his hands. "No, no, it's not at that level yet."

Wang Feng rolled his eyes. "Then why are you wearing green?"

Fantasi wore an especially flashy green suit, accentuating his small belly.

"This is what Lei Lei gave me. Isn't it perfect? She said it matches my dazzling presence."

Wang Feng covered his face. "How much did she give you?"

"Two hundred lire, and guess what? Today, Lei Lei held my hand!"

Damn, I thought you got lucky. Wang Feng sighed. This junk is worth a few lire at most, but holding hands made it priceless. But Wang Feng didn't discourage him; if a backup could wake up, it wouldn't be called a backup.

"Did it feel good?"

"Of course!" Talking about his goddess, Fantasi instantly forgot about his almost bursting button, glowing with excitement. "Yesterday, I walked with her through the woods. We held hands, and this time she didn't refuse. I think it's a sign. Next month is her birthday, and she's looking forward to my attendance. I plan to confess to her."

Fantasi was lost in thought. Although she quickly pulled away, she didn't blame him, which meant a lot!

"Holy crap, you haven't washed your hands since then?" Old Wang looked at Fantasi, who was sniffing his hand like a dog.

Fantasi nodded seriously. Yesterday's "intimate contact" was the closest he'd been in over a year. His persistence finally paid off, and the goddess felt his sincerity.

"My mom said, if you like someone, you must persist!"

Rachel, from the 97th class of the Firearms Academy, was Fantasi's peer. Blonde-haired and blue-eyed, with a voluptuous figure and a tantalizing waistline, she was a walking S-curve. A single glance from her could make Fantasi weak in the knees. Known as the "walking hormone" in the Firearms Academy, she was the object of many old bachelors' fantasies, pursued by countless admirers.

Although Fantasi's overall score was low, money could sway her, which was an advantage.

Given Rachel's sudden generosity and inviting Fantasi to her birthday party, ignoring her reputation, she had clearly found her true love. Whatever Fantasi gave her would be wasted.

"What are you going to give her?"

Fantasi smiled foolishly and scratched his head. "I'm planning to buy a Saxon six-shot revolver as a gift. It's all I have."

If it were just roses, Wang Feng wouldn't bother to advise. Young people need to learn from their mistakes. But a six-shot revolver costs around six thousand lire, akin to selling a kidney for a fancy phone. Fantasi dreamed of sharing a bed, but she might only let him hold hands again, maybe needing disinfectant afterward.

"Don't you think about it more? What if she doesn't accept? What if someone else also confesses on that day? Then your savings... your dowry would be gone." Wang Feng couldn't help but advise. Brothers share everything, and money is always valuable.