Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

It was a long, long dream.

Once long enough to make her think she'd never wake up.

It was a pitch-black house, full of bottle caps and glass slag from broken bottles, a shattered vase lying around the corner of a dirty room, and a torn, shattered frame.

The decaying windows were filled with withered vines, and the frame was like a headstone.

Playful children can be seen outside the window, but everything there is as if it had nothing to do with the world in the house.

And of course, in this muddy whirlpool, there's nothing left to be desired.

At least there's the girl sitting at the desk.

That tiny, thin figure doesn't fit in with everything here. It's heartbreaking to see, but that childish, good side face doesn't say much sadness. Sapphire's eyes filled with reassuring tranquillity, as if everything here had nothing to do with her, her body and mind immersed in the slightly yellow book in her hand.

Although I can't see the handwriting on the book, Vera clearly remembers the name of the book.

“EGA…”

The Basics of Algebra Geometry…

Grotendik's Bible of Algebra Geometry!

Also her mother, who left the family, gave her the last birthday present.

Her lips trembled slightly, and Vera couldn't help but read out those three letters.

Perhaps he heard the soft-spoken recitation, and the girl sitting at the desk raised her sapphire eyes and looked at her quietly.

For a moment, Vera's pupil contracted.

It was like a mirror leading to the past in front of her, and reflecting on that mirror was the cowardly, fleeing, fearful and moderately disturbed self of childhood...

She was hesitating to say something, and the girl sitting at the desk - her childhood self - suddenly spoke voluntarily.

“Incredible, how did you find me? ”

“I--”

Vera was about to say something, but at that point, there was a loud banging behind her back.

That was a big move, and Kambidonetsk artillery, not just floors and windows, shook up the whole house.

Watching the look of fear on her face, her subconscious curled into a bunch of girls, Vera, not knowing where she had the courage to come from, bravely crossed the glass scum all over the floor and went up and grabbed her shoulder.

“Come with me, I'll get you out of here! ”

The girl lifted her head helplessly, her eyes glanced agnostically at the sister in front of her and herself as if she were a mold engraved.

“But... this is my home, where else can I go? ”

“You can go anywhere, across the Mediterranean, across the Atlantic... to a place called Princeton, where you'll find the hero who can save you. ”

The girl's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, albeit faint, but so bright in the darkness.

“Like in a fairy tale? ”

Her eyes swayed slightly, silently for a moment, and nodded forcefully.

“Yes… he will wake you from the nightmare like a prince. ”

“But that's a fairy tale after all...”

Vera was going to say something else, but the little girl in front of her suddenly lifted her index finger and gently placed it on her lips.

A soft smile appeared on her face, and Jomo was only seven or eight years old and said in a gentle voice.

“Thank you for visiting me… you must be a brave man, at least a lot braver than I am, to find this place. ”

“I am sure that you, even in the face of great difficulties, will be able to cross it and reach the other side of your mind. ”

“Go on. ”

I didn't expect to end up being comforted.

Looking at the little girl in front of her, Vera unwittingly loosened her hands and grabbed her weak shoulders.

And almost instantly, the wooden door behind her suddenly collapsed.

With the splash of wood chips, monsters like nightmares broke in through the door.

From the smoke, Vera saw the face that scared her, angered her to shaking.

But this time, instead of retreating, she squeezed her right fist and stood there bravely.

The unknown peace of mind came from somewhere, but guarded her as if it were real.

She believed she would be fine, as if there had always been a voice in her ear, as if telling her.

Seems surprised by her courage, the monster's face showed a surprise look, but the expression quickly turned into a cruel smile and walked towards her with a fist and a meteor.

But at this moment, a miracle suddenly happened.

A light crossed the curtains and lit the entire dim room. The monster was like a punch by something, falling back in mourning, with the sound of the fall, like a broken bottle of wine, turned into a piece of debris.

At the same time, under that light, everything around us began to collapse.

Whether it's a house, or a window, or a piece of glass on the floor, and that book on the desk...

Everything is like a crumbling sand dune, including Vera herself, standing in the middle of the whirlpool, falling together towards the deep, unseen darkness of the ground, freely falling.

I don't know how long it took to sink in that darkness.

Just as she felt her consciousness shake and she was almost asleep, there was a slight rumbling in her ear.

That's the sound of breathing.

Instead of blowing by her ear, however, it blew gently on a glass.

Somehow, at this moment, she, like a fairy tale princess, is lying in a crystal coffin.

Gradually, the contours reflected on the crystal coffin became clearer.

Surprisingly, it was not the handsome and brave prince in the fairy tale who came before the crystal coffin, but a beautiful princess.

Yes, she is undoubtedly more like a princess than an ugly duck like herself, with long black hair hanging quietly behind her, with an unspeakable sense of decency and elegance between her hands and feet.

Vera knew it was a dream and everything in front of her was her own imagination, but she was still trying to see her face.

But after all, dreams are dreams, and all the beauty and misery here is like an opaque veil. And she was like a little deer wandering in the woods, and she couldn't see anything except through the occasional speckles of the shade.

“Who are you...”

As if she hadn't heard her voice, the princess, who was bordered by her, whispered softly with the sound of an organ.

“Although we may have met a few times before, this is probably the first time we've had face-to-face communication like this. ”

Looking at herself lying in a crystal coffin, the mysterious woman continued.

“... I used to hear about you a long time ago. He once told me that you were his favorite student and one of the most gifted students he had ever taught. ”

Vera opened her mouth and tried to say something, but couldn't say a word.

It always felt like a lot of things had happened while she was asleep that she didn't know.

And that feeling of uncertainty made her feel a little nervous.

“In addition to your story, there's also Princeton, and a lot of people. And from his tone, I can clearly feel his pride and pride in the students he taught and the people he helped. ”

“In fact, many times I envy him for being so pure. As for when this relationship became admiration, perhaps I don't even know myself. ”

“But one thing is for sure, I loved him very much, and you can't imagine how moved I was when he promised to give me a star and leave a legend about us. ”

The fogged face revealed a faint smile.

It's like being stuck in some kind of beautiful memory, with a little sweetness in her smile and a hint of relaxation and cunning in her voice.

“Of course… perhaps you can imagine. ”

“The intuition of a woman tells me that your opinion of him may not be as simple as it seems. But now it seems to be the last thing to say. ”

Saying, the relaxed voice suddenly brought a hint of loneliness, even sadness.

“Later, he went a long way. ”

Time is frozen at this moment.

Vera suddenly felt her heart beating like it was glued to something, a little pain gushing from the depths of her soul.

“It was further away than any distance and time, and although I had wanted to follow him on that, I still didn't do it. ”

“He's gone, but I'm still here. ”

“He has a lot of things he wants to do that haven't been done, and I'll do the rest for him. Whether it's the part about the world or the promise about me..."

Speaking of which, the woman was silent for a while and suddenly had a slight smile on her vague face.

“Though self-righteous, … he's probably a very important person to you. ”

“If... I mean a million of those possibilities if... ”

“If there's been any misunderstanding, he's never actually been to Mars, and nothing happened there at all, just because he's so tired that he wants to rest in secret for a while, so he hides himself quietly... and then I'm not in the world, and you just wake up. ”

“I hope you take care of that fool. ”

“… but what could happen in that fairy tale is unlikely in reality, isn't it? ”

That slender fingertip lingered on Vera's face for a moment, and when she was about to reach out and grab that hand and ask what really happened during her sleep, everything in front of her suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, the layer surrounded her mist, suddenly a metre of sunlight, causing her to unwittingly close her eyelashes.

And just as soon as the curtains opened and closed, she opened her blindfolded eyes again, and she saw the ceiling chandelier, and the silky white mist around her, and a face filled with joy.

Just like drilling out of the deep sea, the disconnected five senses came together from all sides with a slight cold and noisy wave, wrapping her around.

“… what a moment. ”

Though that moment was so long as a lifetime, she almost forgot the warmth.

Tears fall unconsciously from the corner of the eye.

It burns on the forehead, just like it happened a minute ago, but it's like it's been a century.

She tried to cross her face with her eyes wide open and blurred by tears, trying to find that familiar face from the side, the door.

“Ark...”

But there was nothing there, just the cries of doctors and nurses echoing in my ears...

“Thawed successfully! ”

“She's awake! ”