Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Yes, I heard that the young master still has some unfinished business in England, so he left his hometown on the same day as me, but we are not on the same ship."

Ah Sheng thought for a moment and continued.

"Judging by the time, he should arrive in England next week."

He had actually arrived long ago, but he just didn't know it.

Did he tell you where he was?

“I mentioned it before, and I think I also mentioned the manor in Diswald, near England,” Asheng said. “If Miss Ange wants to see the young master, I can take you there when school is out for the holidays.”

"Oh? Isn't this too much trouble for you?" Anjie asked, looking embarrassed.

"Of course not, Miss Anjie is my savior. I believe the young master would also greatly admire such a kind person as Miss Anjie."

"Thank you so much."

Anjie smiled gently.

Because Anjie had helped Asheng find his wallet before, and because they chatted all the way on the train, Asheng had no sense of vigilance towards Anjie at all, and he blurted out almost everything.

After obtaining the information she wanted, Ange stood up.

"I'm going to the restroom for a moment, please excuse me, I'll be right back."

"it is good."

Ah Sheng had no doubts about An Jie, or rather, he would believe anything An Jie told him now.

After stepping out of the private compartment and into another carriage, Anjie let out a long breath, her expression instantly becoming incredibly calm.

"It seems that the lieutenant general has also come to this world, but we cannot make a judgment yet. Perhaps he is just someone who looks similar to someone with a similar name. We need to see him in person to make a judgment."

Ange was the spy from Albion in Isaac's world.

They were brought into this world together because they touched the out-of-control textbook.

She arrived here a year earlier than Isaac, and when she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment where everyone around her knew her.

After a brief adjustment of her mindset, she discovered that she had a formal identity in this world: the daughter of a bourgeois nobleman.

In this world, she is no longer a spy who is active in dangerous areas every day, but a real young lady who has no worries about food and clothing and does not need to worry about safety.

However, she did not forget her original identity in the world during her time living here.

Even for the sake of Princess Albion, she had to go back.

Her primary objective was to find Isaac, who might have traveled with her, because she saw Isaac also enveloped in the transmutation reaction at the moment she disappeared.

Having retained her espionage skills, Ange quickly began her investigation, but found nothing within a full year.

Until yesterday, I happened to see a photo of Ah Sheng lying on the ground.

Chapter 1059: The Black Death that Arrives with Spring

The Kingdom of Suvarnadz was one of the small kingdoms of Europe.

Its border with Switzerland is bordered by gently curving mountains and breathtaking plateaus; its border with France is bordered by vast, leisurely vineyards; and its border with Italy is bordered by bustling port towns facing the Mediterranean. This long, narrow country is bordered at one end by the pristine Alps, while at the other end it faces the Bay of Lyon, famous as a summer retreat for the nobility.

Despite being surrounded by powerful nations, the Kingdom of Suvar, which survived the World Wars, boasts a pleasant climate, abundant natural resources, and a long and dignified history to be proud of.

St. Margaret Academy is a very famous school in the country. It is built on a hillside, and you can see the Alps in the distance from the school.

If the Bay of Lyon is likened to the luxurious entrance to this kingdom, then it could also be described as the secret inner chamber deep within the Alps. At the foot of the mountains lies the Saint-Marguerite Academy, which, though not as grand as the kingdom itself, boasts a long and distinguished history. As an educational institution for the children of the nobility, it is a nationally renowned school.

It was springtime, and the flowers in the schoolyard were in full bloom, swaying gently in the pleasant spring breeze.

"This school is really beautiful, and it's so big..."

As he arrived with his suitcase, Ah Sheng couldn't help but exclaim in admiration at the surrounding European-style architecture and beautiful scenery.

After getting off the train, he said goodbye to Anjie, since they were from the same school and would have a chance to meet again in the future.

After completing the enrollment procedures and paying the tuition, he moved his luggage to the reserved dormitory and lay on the bed, panting heavily.

"Ha... I'm so tired. Why did Father have to pack so much stuff for me?"

As Ah Sheng opened his luggage, his eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.

What are all these things? There are at least a dozen sets of clothes, as well as bed sheets, pillows, toothbrushes, and a whole bunch of other random things. I even found two dumbbells in there.

Dumbbells, can you believe it? This is clearly something Ah Sheng's parents are implying he should exercise every day.

"...That explains why my luggage is so heavy."

Ah Sheng sighed, mustered his spirits, put on the school uniform he had received, and patted his cheeks.

"It's a rare opportunity to study abroad, so you must perform well. You can't let your parents down, and you can't let the young master down either. The young master is still in England."

Now that you're at school, you should try your best to leave a good impression on others.

With that thought in mind, he walked toward the classroom he had booked.

Upon entering the classroom, one finds it filled with fifteen- or sixteen-year-old white aristocratic children.

The classroom was filled with luxurious desks made of fine oak. At each desk sat either a boy, whose air of refinement was accentuated by his shirt cuffs and tie clips, or a girl whose hair and nails were meticulously styled. They had snow-white skin and long, slender arms and legs. Every face radiated vitality.

Now that I've come to a new school, I should try to make a good impression on my classmates.

Ah Sheng forced a smile and reached out to greet them.

"Hello everyone……"

Before he could finish speaking, the students in the class all showed expressions of horror.

"No way..."

"Black hair, black eyes..."

"Isn't that just like the rumors?"

"grim Reaper……"

Ah Sheng: "???"

His foreign language skills are pretty good; he can understand each word his classmates say individually, but he can't understand them at all when they're put together.

"that……"

"He's looking this way."

"Stay away."

Ah Sheng: "..."

Tired.

Although a new school brings new beginnings, encountering something like this before even getting used to it is a huge blow.

He encountered not new friends, but the prejudice of this group of aristocratic youths.

“Waaah… It’s only the first day of school… Did the young master encounter this situation when he was studying abroad?” Ah Sheng lowered his head helplessly. “As expected of the young master, he endured so much prejudice in Europe for so long.”

"Isn't this Ah Sheng? What is he doing standing here?"

A familiar and friendly voice rang out, making Ah Sheng turn around abruptly.

What caught my eye was Anjie's gentle face.

"Miss Anjie..."

"Great, another class."

"Yes, that's great..."

Ah Sheng is almost moved to tears.

In this unfamiliar environment, which was filled with a faint hostility towards him, Anjie's appearance was like a beacon in the darkness.

"Ah... Miss Ange truly lives up to her name, she's an angel..."

He was truly hallucinating; he saw pure white wings growing from behind Ange, and a halo above her head.

"Hahaha, thank you so much for your compliment."

Anjie smiled, picked up her new textbooks for the new semester, and went to her seat.

As soon as she sat down, her classmates surrounded her.

"Anjie, do you know this person?"

"Oh, we met in France, we came here by train together."

"Aren't you worried about bad luck if you get so close to him?" a girl whispered. "Don't forget the school's legends."

"Legend? You mean 'the Black Death that accompanies the arrival of spring'?"

St. Margaret Academy is full of strange occurrences, and the 'Black Death that comes with spring' is one of them.

Actually, if Ah Sheng had enrolled in the fall semester, his classmates might not have been so wary of him.

"It's just a legend, don't be so nervous."

"but……"

“I’m familiar with what Ah Sheng says, and it won’t bring bad luck,” Ange said with a smile.

Seeing Anjie defend him so fiercely, Asheng felt that the halo (illusion) above the girl's head was getting brighter and brighter.

"Huh? All the classmates are here, and there are new classmates too... Ah!"

A woman with a baby face and a small stature, wearing large round glasses, walked in. However, she tripped and fell to the ground as soon as she reached the podium, scattering her lesson plans all over the floor.

Are you alright?

Upon seeing this, Ah Sheng quickly picked up the textbook and handed it to the female teacher who was rubbing her bottom.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Thank you so much!"

The teacher stood up, picked up the lesson plan from Ah Sheng's hand, and said with a smile, "You must be Liu Yunsheng, the exchange student from China. Welcome to St. Margaret's Academy."

"Ah, yes." Ah Sheng rubbed the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

The teacher seems to be fairly reliable.

"There are a lot of weird things at our school~ I have to try to go to the bathroom alone at night."

"Of course I can!"