Chapter 345

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the restaurant returned to its previous calmness, as if that "duel" with an axe as a bet was just a daily interlude.

Gao Jie Ming lowered his head, carefully weighing the "battle axe" in his hand.

It felt heavy, the blade was sharp, cold light was piercing, and the wooden axe handle was polished smooth and handy.

No matter from which angle he looked, this was a well-made, solid-material cold weapon axe.

Placed in his past life, perhaps it could be called a craft collectible or a high-quality wild tool.

But, that was all.

He repeatedly touched the blade and the material state of the axe body with his fingertips, and even secretly scratched it with his fingernail in an inconspicuous place.

Even if his supernatural power was sealed, Gao Jie Ming could quickly judge based on his technical level as an alchemy master that there was no energy reaction on this axe, no hidden runes, no special structure.

It was just a pure, physically good axe.

However, the gazes cast by the sporadic students who had not yet completely left were still filled with undisguised envy and awe.

As if what he was holding was not iron and wood, but some holy object possessing mysterious power.

Gao Jie Ming hesitated for a moment, looked at Amy, who was still excited beside him, adjusted his tone, and said with a just-right excitement: "This axe—looks quite good, right?"

As he expected, Amy's eyes lit up immediately, and she explained in a tone close to a chant: "Of course!

The destructive power of this axe is much stronger than those iron rods we fought for in high school! Holding it means you possess combat power far exceeding ordinary people!"

Her tone was sincere, full of the certainty that "this is common sense."

Victor beside him also pushed his glasses and added data support calmly: "According to the analysis of the physical fitness of a normal adult male, holding an axe, when encountering a conflict, theoretically the winning rate of one against three can be increased to over ninety percent. It is indeed a very powerful boost."

Gao Jie Ming: "—"

He almost couldn't hold back the expressionless disguise on his face.

So, the "power" and "specialness" of this axe lay in the fact that it could "increase combat power"?

But isn't this nonsense!

Any physically sound adult, holding a sharp axe, dealing with two or three empty-handed ordinary people, the winning rate would naturally increase significantly!

Does this have half a cent of relationship with your worship?

Also, why would you fight for iron rods in high school?

Could it be that the so-called school bully is really the strongest scholar in the school?!

He probed two more sentences sideways, confirming that in the cognition of Amy and Victor, besides "very sturdy and sharp," "is a symbol of the strong," and "can significantly increase the holder's combat power," this axe had no supernatural extraordinary characteristics.

"So—really just a slightly better-made axe?" Gao Jie Ming felt his cognition was challenged again.

Helplessly rubbing his eyebrows, he could only accept this setting, carrying this heavy axe, and walking toward the afternoon classroom under the envious gazes all the way.

This scene was truly a bit eerie—a young man wearing modern university attire, carrying a sharp hand axe that clearly didn't belong to the campus style, walking in a corridor full of technological sense.

And the students, and even faculty members encountered along the way, when seeing this axe, were slightly stunned at first, and then what was revealed was not fear or surprise, but gazes mixed with awe and—appreciation?

Especially outrageous was the young lecturer who taught in the afternoon.

When he saw the axe Gao Jie Ming placed at the foot of the table on the podium, his lecturing voice paused.

Then he walked to Gao Jie Ming's side, bent down to examine it carefully for a moment, then patted Gao Jie Ming's shoulder, an abnormally gratified expression appearing on his face: "Not bad, really a good axe! Smooth lines, stable center of gravity, and the blade quenching process is also in place.

Classmate, cherish it well, this is the weight of knowledge!"

Gao Jie Ming: "???!!!"

No, teacher, what exactly are you gratified about!

And what the hell is "the weight of knowledge"!

Could it be that this axe was cast from books?!

He complained frantically in his heart, feeling that if this continued, he would sooner or later be exposed because of losing control of his facial expressions.

However, this absurd "axe storm" also made him keenly aware of another problem.

Information gap.

When he forcibly broke through the coverage of false memories, his means were too rough, likely leading to the loss of a portion of "common sense" or "bottom-layer cognition" belonging to this world.

This explained why Amy, Victor, and even the lecturer held such admiration for the axe that he couldn't understand, while he only felt it was absurd.

Some things that seemed taken for granted in this world were full of contradictions and eeriness in his eyes.

In addition, after a day of observation, he confirmed the abnormality of the campus even more: an extremely high teacher-student ratio.

The number of students in the entire university was pitifully scarce, but lecturers, professors, and even various administrative personnel seemed to be fully configured, even giving people a feeling that "there are more teachers than students."

And the sporadic news broadcasts glimpsed from the classroom light screen—always emphasizing that the planet was facing continuous external threats and was in a state of war.

But the atmosphere of the entire society, from campus to street, was unimaginably peaceful, lacking any tension, rationing, or defensive works that should exist in a wartime environment.

"Really a troublesome world." Gao Jie Ming rubbed his nose bridge tiredly and began to arrange a task list in his heart, "So, there are quite a lot of things I need to do."

"The primary task is to connect to the body space and confirm the passage of time. Spiritual power mobilization cannot stop. The secondary task is to frantically 'supplement common sense,' make up for memory gaps, and avoid exposure due to cognitive differences."

"Only then is the long-term goal: explore the truth of the world."

The top priority is still the first two.

Power and information are the foundation for survival and breaking the situation in any predicament.

Just as he sorted out his thoughts, the lecturer on the podium introduced a new theoretical model.

Gao Jie Ming's ears moved, and he was instantly attracted.

"This knowledge point—is knowledge I don't know again! It sounds very valuable, the logic seems to be self-consistent—

The instinct to pursue knowledge and truth now overwhelmed the desire to complain about the absurdity of the situation.

Gao Jie Ming quickly immersed himself in the classroom again, recording and understanding this strange yet real knowledge at high speed.

The bell rang after class, and Gao Jie Ming carefully stuffed that "battle axe" into his double-shoulder bag.

Coincidentally, Amy and Victor also arrived at the classroom door at this time.

The two saw Gao Jie Ming empty-handed, and the bulging schoolbag, and a visible disappointment appeared on their faces simultaneously.

Gao Jie Ming: "—"

He forcibly resisted the urge to support his forehead.

"This is really just an axe! Isn't stuffing it into a schoolbag the most normal way to handle it?! What exactly are you disappointed about?!" He felt that the amount of complaining in his heart today was more than he had added up in the past few hundred years.

Fortunately, Amy and Victor were only disappointed, and there was no doubt in their eyes.

It seemed they thought putting the axe away was just a personal choice, although not "dazzling" enough, it was within the scope of understanding.

This made Gao Jie Ming secretly breathe a sigh of relief—at least he didn't really have to be like a lunatic, carrying an axe and swaggering through the modern city all day.

Arriving at the school gate, Amy looked at her personal terminal and said: "My aunt is coming to pick me up today, she is taking me to the amusement park in the next district, so I'll go first!"

Gao Jie Ming and Victor nodded, said goodbye to her, and then walked on the way home side by side.

Amy watched the backs of the two leaving, just wanting to turn around, when a voice sounded from behind: "Congratulations on getting into university, Amy."

"Thank you, Auntie." Amy was surprised, turned her head and looked at the tall woman standing behind her at some point.

"However, even after getting into university, you only play with two little friends? If only you could make new friends in university—"

"Auntie" smiled and smoothed her long silver-gray hair.

Amy blinked: "But Auntie, don't you also have no friends?"

The woman waved her hand and turned to walk in front first: "My situation is special, so it doesn't matter, but you are different from me, aren't you—"

"I always feel like you really want me to make friends, Auntie? Why?" Amy followed suspiciously, "And, I actually have good relationships with many people."

"Oh my, you know it yourself, it's just a good relationship, not becoming friends."

"Auntie" sighed disappointedly: "I actually wanted you to fail, in order for you to become strong in pain, I was looking forward to you failing—"

"Wow—what a nasty personality—"

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