Chapter 177 - Drawing On The Third Floor (2/2)

Gu Jun had already torn open the envelope and plucked out the letter froe, and half of it ritten in the foreign language Gu Jun skiist

“You have been accepted by the academy The new semester will start on 1st Septeo to waste Coive you a new start There will be challenges, but there will also be new friends and teachers to help you with them”

This… was a personal letter written by Teacher Orleister at Carlot The words were serious, but the tone was kind and understanding Orlem appeared to have found out about Chandler’s hesitance to accept the offer

But by the looks of it, based on the watcher’s diary, Chandler still did not accept the offer

‘But why?’

A splitting headache ca, and he opened the letter in his mind to take a look

Confusion ied It had also changed The letter ed to this letter that he had just read

‘Even the letter of correspondence can change? What is happening?’

He took a deep breath Since he read through the letter, there was a feeling that he could not shake It was as if hiswith that of Chandler’s The hesitance, the reluctance, the fear of going to a new environs He would carry the na on his back, and the whole toould expect him to rise and make a name for himself at the capital so that all the cities in the world would have the na on their lips

But the competition at Carlot would be too intense There were too eniuses, and he kneas not one of theers did not know that He had hidden this fact froo to Carlot, his mediocrity would not be exposed

‘This is such a waste of his i, ‘Turns out that Chandler is a good for nothing after all’

“Ah…” Gu Jun wanted to burn the letter The headache was still torturing him In the end, Chandler rejected the offer He wanted to walk his own path He started to studyand ended up with nothing…

But on the other hand, whenever Chandler walked through the streets of Warsong, he would always be bombarded by the news about Carlot, because be it the drunkards in the tavern, the farh societyto talk about the Carlot Acade out of it The Son of Steel, Freud Landon… Genius, everyone called hi the best that Carlot could offer since its inception That was someone as personally blessed the Goddess of Life herself

“Son of Steel” Gu Jun groaned in pain He felt a ball of hatred burning inside him He wished to push it away, but the e That was someone Chandler aimed to be but could never beco Landon, the shi+ning Landon

The weak Chandler, the otten Chandler

The unlucky Chandler, the Chandler ould soon mutate into a dirty and despicable zombie

Inside this very manor, he had woven a dreaer Chandler He was Landon He was someone else The epidemic was created by the cultist Chandler because they wanted to design a more horrible illness It would provide a hotbed for the Necro-skins, which were scarier than the zombies, to rise The army of Necro-skins would unleash themselves on this world and all the worlds They would defeat Landon and alter everything that was thought to be permanent

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But this was a dream, all a dream The real Chandler was trapped there, trapped inside this damned house

“Ah!” Gu Jun squeezed his hands on his splitting head “This is all fake I know it’s not true I aht suddenly illu before hied, and sickened The protruding cheeks, gums, and jaere all early syasped in shock as he grabbed the sword to defend hiure had done the saht flickered oncebefore a tall bronze-riure that he saas himself, and there was no one around him, no Wu Siyu or anyone else