Chapter 113: If I Had Powerful Strength Too…
But soon, I realized I had been wrong.
In the afternoon, I took the opportunity to grab a meal and casually went to the library to borrow a book to pass the time.
The book was titled “Analysis of Spellbook Structure.”
Of course, the name looked impressive, but it was still a kind of popular science book, more like common knowledge, containing some professional explanations. As for whether I could understand it… that would be discussed later.
But for now, I was forced to watch the commotion unfolding here.
This place was a spontaneous gathering point for club recruitment, so naturally, there were events happening where clubs were fighting fiercely for new students.
The battles here showcased the customs and culture of the Extraordinary Academy to the newly arrived new students, and it also taught me a lesson.
In the academy, it was indeed possible for conflicts to arise over minor disagreements. The place I had been before seemed a bit too comfortable, to the point where I thought I was attending a regular academy.
Of course, this did not include the previous inter-academy conflicts, where even the sky’s curtain wall was destroyed.
In the end, this farce was forced to stop because a group of senior girls wearing uniforms came and used violence to persuade them.
After asking a senior, I found out that these seniors were part of a department in the academy that handled violations of school rules, or serious fights, clashes of spells, etc.
The official name was “Witch Academy Wei Ji Team,” and their usual responsibility involved flying patrols in the sky, allowing for quick responses and monitoring of various disciplinary behaviors.
Moreover, the minimum requirement to join this department was to be a senior who had graduated from the academy. After all, maintaining harmony in the academy required a certain level of strength.
Well… watching their swift and decisive style, they were indeed not to be trifled with. However, the terrifying and overwhelming combat power they displayed truly made me yearn for it.
If I also had that level of strength… then I…
At this thought, my train of thought suddenly broke, yet in that moment, countless ideas flashed through my mind, but none could replace my final choice.
If I possessed great strength, it didn’t seem to mean much: the compliments of others, the envy of others, the fear of enemies, the flattery of friends…
None of that seemed to be what I wanted. However, a sudden commotion broke my fantasy and brought me back to reality. I was just a newly enrolled student; why was I starting to think about unrealistic things?
After cursing myself inwardly, I looked towards the source of the commotion, where a considerable number of people had gathered, and upon closer inspection, I saw a familiar figure.
Tan Han.
“Tsk…” Seeing that familiar figure, I couldn’t help but click my tongue; I encountered someone I didn’t want to meet.
But what was she doing here at this time?
Moreover, she was accompanied by the store manager, and the answer was quite obvious.
It was likely that she was brought by the store manager. Tan Han’s reputation was so well-known that even someone like me had heard about her. If she was brought here to take a tour, it surely would attract many people to join the bakery based on her status. I had heard about the store manager’s urgent desire to expand the membership before.
And indeed, that was the case; Tan Han’s arrival attracted considerable attention, especially after someone recognized and pointed out her identity.
I unintentionally used Spirit Vision to take a glance at Tan Han, and I was shocked by the countless Magic Sources within her.
The quantity had likely reached triple digits directly. Many of the seniors I had encountered probably held similar levels, yet Tan Han achieved what others took years to reach on the first day of school.
Is this the gap?
It seemed my gaze was too intense, and while dealing with the seniors who approached to chat, Tan Han caught sight of me in a moment of distraction.
She naturally responded with a smile, but I didn’t dare to meet her gaze because I had unilaterally promised Sister Bai to cut off relations with Tan Han.
If someone were to ask me now if I regretted it, I would undoubtedly say I didn’t because it was my agreement with Sister Bai.
Even if Sister Bai is no longer by my side, I would never go back on my word.
At this moment, I was already pondering how to politely refuse to engage with her. Although it might seem heartless, I could only apologize for it.
And my only communication with her was to say I was sorry.
Of course, maybe I had overestimated myself. Tan Han didn’t come over to chat with me; she was merely following the store manager’s instructions to help recruit new members, serving as a living advertisement.
I then stood up, preparing to leave, and put away the book in my hand to avoid being commented on by Tan Han as a popular science book.
I had already accompanied Senior Ying Shiqian for an entire morning; it should be normal for me to leave in the afternoon for other matters, right?
After all, the store manager and Tan Han had also come to keep her company. My absence wouldn’t matter much; I wasn’t required to go to recruitment at all, and I could simply forfeit the salary promised by Senior Ying Shiqian.
However, I still needed to inform her about this, so I decided to send her a private message on my phone.
At this moment,
Shali had already begun promoting her club under the heat brought by Tan Han, provoking disdain from many clubs. But who could blame them for their bad luck in bringing Tan Han into the club?
Tan Han’s reputation was indeed very attractive to new students, even drawing in high-quality recruits because those who admired good students also sought to learn.
If the top student of this batch, Tan Han, had joined this club, then it surely had something worthy of attention!
Joining posed no disadvantage; even if there were no benefits, building relationships with such a person could be helpful.
“Eh? Ying Shiqian, didn’t you say Xiao Han was coming too? Where is she?” After Shali finished her performance, she came to the bakery club’s recruitment area.
“Eh? I don’t know, she was just here a moment ago.” Ying Shiqian, who was still distributing free cookies, was momentarily stunned by the question.
“Forget it, let’s proceed like this for now. Hurry up with the new member registration; I don’t know how many people will still want to stay in the end.”
“Oh… wait, Xiao Han just messaged me; she seems to have something to take care of and left early.” In the midst of her busyness, Ying Shiqian took out her phone and saw the message I left.
“I see, then let her be busy; we should focus on our work too.”
Having already walked far away, I naturally didn’t hear the conversation. I just wanted to leave quickly, but I didn’t know where to go next.
I didn’t know what I was avoiding; perhaps it was the promise with Sister Bai, or perhaps it was the inferiority I felt after seeing Tan Han.
Earlier, Senior Ying Shiqian asked me if I felt the pressure from this generation’s academic prodigy. I had said no.
Now that I had witnessed it for myself, I now felt it.
Tan Han not only possessed over a hundred Magic Sources but, more importantly, her spells.
Those spells existed like spellbooks, intertwining with the Magic Sources inside Tan Han, shining brilliantly together.
I didn’t know what those spells exactly were; they could either be extremely terrifying spells or ordinary ones, stacked in quantity.
I recalled the question I previously contemplated: if I had powerful strength, what then?
Should I compare myself to Tan Han to prove I was not inferior to her?
This was my first reaction because all my actions, reactions, and thoughts up to this point seemed to lead to this.
But after arriving at this conclusion, I only felt it was ridiculous.
Since when was strength something to be compared with others? To quote a saying I heard, “What is the origin of this baseless desire to compete?”
Yeah, where does it come from?
At this moment, I paused in my steps and looked back; I had walked quite a distance.
For this ridiculous desire to win, I had become lost on this long road?
From there to here… I raised my head and looked at the café on the side of the street. It was a significantly memorable endpoint, representing my awakening to myself and confirming my shortcomings.
Should I go in and rest a bit? Just to adjust my mood.
It was absolutely not because this café was a maid café.
