Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

So he changed into ordinary clothes and walked into the library of Dajiang University like an ordinary student.

This was once the place he knew best. In those years, he studied chemistry, physics, and urban planning here, gradually turning knowledge into his trump card.

Now, coming back, my state of mind is completely different.

Lin Mo withdrew all his immortal power and walked into the hall like an ordinary person, quietly finding a seat to sit down.

He picked out several books in the humanities and social sciences, from history to philosophy, from literature to social observation, and began to flip through them one by one.

With the blessing of top-level comprehension, all the knowledge entered his mind as he turned the pages of the book.

This focused process made Lin Mo very uncomfortable.

I can't recapture that feeling of occasionally drifting off into a daze when I was reading and studying before I got the system.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo directly shut down his top-tier comprehension and decided to read these books on his own.

As the pages turned, that feeling from the past resurfaced.

Memories kept flashing through my mind.

It turns out that those people and things he thought he had long forgotten were actually still buried deep in his memory.

This feeling greatly relaxed his tense emotions, as if the world had slowed down.

Lin Mo stayed in the library until evening before leaving to squeeze into the cafeteria.

I thought I would run into some old classmates on campus, have a long-awaited reunion, and perhaps even learn something from it.

But when he was crowded in the cafeteria every day and wandered around the campus several times, he realized that his classmates from back then had all graduated, and the campus was full of new faces.

The cafeteria and teaching buildings seem to have been renovated sometime ago, and the sense of familiarity is fading.

One week later, Lin Mo bumped into his counselor Zeng Li at the library entrance.

She has now been promoted and become the director of the teaching and research office in the college.

Zeng Li was a very charming and beautiful woman, around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with fair skin, gentle eyes and eyebrows, and long, slightly wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders.

She was dressed in a proper business suit, a blue shirt and a knee-length pencil skirt.

Her legs were covered in shredded flesh, and her feet were adorned with flat leather shoes with arrow-shaped soles.

She exudes an intellectual yet approachable aura.

Upon seeing Lin Mo, Zeng Li was visibly taken aback, almost disbelieving him:

"Lin Mo? When did you get back? Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you get back into school!"

She clearly remembered that Lin Mo had taken a leave of absence from school, but now that he was back, he hadn't asked her to reinstate his student status, which surprised and confused her.

Lin Mo smiled:

"Advisor, I'm just back for a visit; I'll be leaving in a few days."

"Oh, I see."

Zeng Li patted his shoulder with a sigh, her tone tinged with regret.

"After all these years, I feel like you haven't changed at all, and you're still so handsome."

Let's go to our teacher's house for lunch and catch up!

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Zeng!"

Lin Mo nodded with a smile.

The two arrived together at Zeng Li's teachers' apartment.

It was a small one-bedroom apartment, clean and cozy, with several potted plants next to the sofa and a few books and a half-finished cup of flower tea on the coffee table.

Zeng Li asked Lin Mo to sit down and poured him a cup of tea before walking to the shoe cabinet, bending down to take off her flat leather shoes, pulling on the toe straps of her shoes, changing into a pair of slippers, and then turning to the kitchen to get busy.

As Lin Mo watched her retreating figure, he recalled the time he had visited Yang Liu's house.

Soon the food was served. It was very simple: hot and sour shredded potatoes, cola chicken wings, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The two chatted as they ate, starting with their classmates from back then: who went to state-owned enterprises, who was still preparing for postgraduate entrance exams, who had gotten married and had children, and who had joined top companies like Future Technology.

Lin Mo listened and nodded, feeling a mix of emotions.

He suddenly realized that he was already too far removed from the lives of these ordinary people.

It was this "distance" that finally allowed him to experience a bit of the weight of the "mortal world".

Zeng Li continued to ramble on, saying that students these days are harder to manage than the last, unlike Lin Mo who was so easy to take care of back then.

Lin Mo smiled but didn't say much.

This ordinary, warm, and down-to-earth atmosphere is exactly what he needs right now.

Before leaving, Zeng Li saw Lin Mo to the door and said with a smile:

"Come visit more often when you have free time."

I'm moving out in a couple of days too.

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback:

"Is Teacher Zeng getting married?"

"Why get married? I don't even have a boyfriend yet!"

Zeng Li smiled and waved her hand.

"The school transferred me to the new campus. I won't be living here anymore."

Lin Mo nodded and volunteered:

"Then I'll come over and help you move."

Zeng Li didn't refuse and agreed with a smile:

"Okay, I'll let you know when we've set a date."

After leaving her house, Lin Mo didn't go to the library, but instead went to the food delivery station she used to frequent.

He plans to deliver food whenever he has free time, trying to recapture that feeling from back then.

There are very few human delivery riders left; most deliveries are now done by robots.

Fortunately, Lin Mo is good-looking and can handle high-end food delivery orders, which are very expensive.

These orders are usually placed by wealthy people who have high requirements for the image of the recipient.

The clothes are still the familiar yellow rider uniform, but the means of transportation has changed from the familiar electric scooter to an autonomous vehicle.

The familiar order confirmation sound rang out.

Lin Mo wandered through the streets and alleys, as if he had become the young man who was struggling to make a living many years ago.

The next day, Lin Mo got off the bus in a commercial center and suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that it was Li Jing.

She stood in front of a bubble tea shop, accompanied by a rather handsome man who looked like the type who knew how to please women.

Li Jing looked much more prosperous, dressed head to toe in designer brands, and carrying an LV bag.

She paused for a moment when she saw Lin Mo still wearing her delivery uniform, then walked over in her high heels, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm:

"Hey, Lin Mo?"

Why are you delivering food again?

"You've been doing this for so many years, and you're still doing it?"

As she spoke, she deliberately swung the LV bag forward.

Lin Mo glanced at her, smiled, and didn't say anything. He simply turned on the order page on his phone again, preparing to pick up the takeout.

This indifference felt like a punch thrown at thin air, making Li Jing so angry she stomped her feet.

"Stop pretending to be high and mighty; you're still a poor wretch after all these years!"

Seeing this, the man next to her quickly leaned over and whispered something to comfort her:

"Baby, don't be angry. It's not worth it for someone like that!"

Li Jing rolled her eyes at him, then muttered something.

"Let's stop shopping and go to the hotel."

The man's eyes lit up immediately, and he eagerly followed.

Inside the hotel, Li Jing leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and as she exhaled smoke, her mind was filled with Lin Mo's face.

Now that her mother is rich, she gives her several million every month, so she has no worries about food or clothing, but she is terribly emotionally empty.

She had one man after another in her life, but none of them could truly capture her heart.

She suddenly remembered Lin Mo, a student with special talents. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up her phone, found the number she had saved long ago, and dialed it.