The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

Qingwan, large single-level apartment.

Aurora sat at her desk, stretched lazily, and then politely said goodbye to her online teacher.

After starting university in the United States, she chose a blended learning model combining online and offline learning.

There has been no requirement for in-person classes in the past three months.

This is also one of the reasons why Aunt Wang decided to bring her back to China: without the constraints of a school, she dared not leave her daughter alone in the chaotic atmosphere of a university.

As a parent, she had attended a similar classmate party once, and the stench of leaves and the open way people interacted there left a lasting impression on her.

Rather than face such danger, she would rather her daughter stay in the country, remain isolated from others, and live a quiet life as a human-machine girl.

As soon as the online class ended, Aurora's phone rang incessantly, as if it had been bombarded.

Lisa couldn't wait to complain.

"Hey, sweetheart, I really regret signing up for the hybrid learning program with you. It feels awful."

"I'm about to throw up from facing that awful old man every day."

"Did you know that slut Popeye found another rugby boyfriend at the pool party!"

......

"How are things going between you and that Chinese boy?"

Of the string of messages, Aurora chose one to reply to seriously.

"He really liked my pineapple cake, and his roommate liked it too."

"I told you, it would have been better if you had taken the initiative!"

"Um."

Before Aurora could finish replying to the message, another call came in.

"Sweetheart, did you miss me?"

A picture of a white woman, full of enthusiasm and a typical cheerleader, appeared on the screen.

She tossed her long, wavy hair and blew a kiss to the dazed Aurora.

"Don't you chat with me every day?"

Aurora answered in fluent English.

This earned him another eye roll from the other person: "Please don't break my heart, okay? I'm going crazy thinking about you every day."

"Those sluts are all hoping I break up with Wyatt so they can do it themselves! You're the only true friend I have."

Aurora had met this so-called Wyatt; he was a football star quarterback.

He's also rumored to be going to participate in the NFL draft, which means he has a very promising future.

But I don't like the smell on him.

However, her best friend Lisa was so in love that she refused to let go, hoping to use him to overcome social class barriers.

Even if it means being surrounded by wolves and tigers, we must protect them.

Those "good morning" and "good night" greetings, along with baking cakes, were also tactics Lisa used to woo Wyatt.

She taught Aurora everything exactly as it was taught.

Furthermore, she repeatedly emphasized that anything done to improve their relationship should be done in person, as long as they could meet. She insisted that he not be given a cake, but rather invited to her home.

Aurora also felt she benefited greatly.

Sure enough, I was very happy to be with Zhang Wenhao.

Meeting was the right thing to do.

"Sweetheart, haven't you been to his school yet?"

As Lisa applied her lipstick, a sudden inspiration struck her, and she asked...

"no."

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, she immediately clapped her hands: "That's terrible! The others might not even know you exist!"

Aurora tilted her head and retorted, "I gave his roommate pineapple cake."

Lisa straightened her hair with a smug look on her face: "Packed up? Who knew it was you?"

"Listen, you absolutely have to go to his school, and be bold, go up to him and take his hand, understand?"

"Announce to everyone, this guy is mine!"

Lisa became more and more excited as she spoke, and she brought up some more stories about herself and Wyatt.

Back when Wyatt first rose to fame, he was also favored by many girls.

She was the boldest, going up to Wyatt and taking his arm after a game.

The spirited athletes and the sizzling cheerleaders became a legend at the school.

Their relationship naturally progressed because of this incident.

"Women, you must give your all for the men you love, understand, sweetheart?"

Aurora nodded, seemingly confused but also thoughtful.

......

Tainan University, Science and Technology Innovation Laboratory.

An old man with a stubble beard was absentmindedly tidying up equipment.

Professor Su Yongen has been confined to the laboratory for a whole day.

He was also filled with fear and anxiety all day.

When the news that An Yu had woken up reached him, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He even considered turning himself in, hoping for a lighter sentence.

However, I ultimately held back.

After sleeping for half a day in a daze, I finally regained some of my senses.

No one has come looking for me yet.

An Yu may not have fully recovered yet.

I still have a chance.

He realized he couldn't just sit and wait to die any longer.

After walking to the door again and making sure it was locked, she took out a crumpled diary from a corner.

The cover was worn white and the edges were curled up, clearly indicating that it had been carried around for a long time.

When you open it, you'll find lines of strangely shaped characters.

It's neither Chinese nor English; it's crooked and twisted like an earthworm.

At first glance, it looks like the scribbles of a madman.

But he recognized it, or rather, he knew some of it.

This wasn't written when he was sober.

It comes from every nightmare.

He sat wearily in front of the lab bench, took off his glasses, and rubbed his tired brow.

As for the stains on his glasses, he couldn't be bothered to wipe them off.

The contents of this notebook are what I dreamed about.

In my dream, some distorted creatures kept speaking in a language I couldn't understand.

The strange sounds formed a series of incomprehensible symbols.

I wrote it down myself.

Then, images of many medicinal herbs appeared.

This excited him greatly, and he even thought at one point that he had met the legendary angel.

Countless chemists have been inspired by their dreams.

This convinced him that things in dreams must have the power to change the world.

He tried to connect the medicinal herbs that appeared in his dream with the chemical materials that exist in reality.

After many twists and turns, he actually stumbled and walked a path he had never taken before.

It concerns a specific type of tranquilizer.

In dreams, this drug can make people forget their troubles and maintain a sense of pleasure even when engaging in painful physical activities.

What's amazing is that the corresponding material in reality is also used for mental calming.

This made him ecstatic.

It was absolutely his own persistence that moved the goddess of inspiration, the Muses!

This is a tail-eating snake of the new century!

He couldn't wait to write papers, give reports, and request experiments.

However, reality did not go so smoothly.

The drug did not show the expected effect in the mice.

"If I were you, I would throw this pile of incomprehensible stuff into the toilet."

The researchers simply threw out this statement in a cold voice.

These words broke him down.

He could not accept this outcome.

We are clearly only one step away from a new century in medicine.

He locked himself in the laboratory and even used drugs on himself.

But all is in vain.