Chapter 15 My Dear S-Class!

"My dear S-Class!"

Mr. Shu pushed open the door and gave Gu Shen a big hug. Then he noticed the orange cat sleeping soundly with its belly exposed in the room, and whispered, "Yo ho ho... there's a little cutie here too."

He reached out his hand and gestured for Luo Er and Zhong Wei, who were entering the room behind him, to be quiet.

The teacher is really a careful person... Seeing this gesture, the two behind him smiled helplessly and closed the door very quietly.

The group moved to another quiet bedroom.

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"The general situation is pretty much like that."

They split up and regrouped, exchanging detailed information.

"Han Dang... is indeed a dangerous person."

Luo Er lifted the curtain with one hand, glanced at Gu Shen's apartment across the way, and said seriously, "Now that I'm watching him, there won't be any accidents. There's only one day left until the review... The top priority is to solve Gu Shen's dream interpretation problem."

Seeing his senior brothers and sisters worrying about him, Gu Shen felt a little embarrassed, but since he had chosen to play dumb... he had to keep playing it to the end.

He smiled awkwardly.

"As far as I know, the Tribunal stores more than three thousand seven hundred 【Dreams】," Luo Er said, looking at the teacher. "Most of them are used to hone spiritual power, and the low-difficulty ones can be dismantled in three to five minutes... The high-difficulty ones are not just a matter of time."

"If the talent is not enough, it is impossible to understand the dream. Even if you spend a month or a year, you will not be able to complete the dream interpretation..."

She frowned and said, "But facing the same dream, a person with a gift may only need an hour."

"Don't worry about the dream interpretation..."

Mr. Shu smiled and said, "You three have worked hard these days. As your teacher, I can't just stand by and watch. Today is the last day before the review... You don't have to worry about it anymore. Just relax and take a break."

With these words from the teacher, everyone's expressions visibly relaxed.

Mr. Shu is that kind of person.

If the sky were to fall one day, and he said he could handle it, then he definitely could.

So when he said there was no need to worry about the dream interpretation, Luo Er, Zhong Wei, and Nan Jin, even if they were still anxious, deep down, they really weren't as worried as before.

"Very good."

Seeing the subtle changes in their expressions, Mr. Shu was very satisfied. "Okay, it's getting late... Everyone has worked hard all day, so get a good night's sleep and rest."

Then he patted Gu Shen heavily on the shoulder and smiled:

"You, come with me!"

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The rain stopped.

The wind was still strong.

The cold wind crashed back and forth against the narrow walls, and the howling filled the corridor. Gu Shen walked up, braving the wind, following Mr. Shu... Just ahead was the top floor of the apartment building. Mr. Shu kicked open the rooftop door, the iron door clanging, and a cold, rusty smell rushed out.

"Alright."

Mr. Shu exhaled a long breath, and there was no trace of alcohol on his face. He stood on the rooftop of the apartment building, holding onto the railing with both hands. Gu Shen followed suit, striking the same pose, and looked down.

With just one glance, he felt a little dizzy.

Because it was a full thirty stories high, and it was midnight, the world below was still noisy. Far below were large swaths of neon lights, and the advertising screens were still full of laughter.

The late-night revelers on the street were like tiny grains of sand under the dazzling lights.

But the rooftop was silent, only the sound of the wind.

"Actually, I just wanted to find an environment where I could be alone with you... There's probably no place more suitable than the rooftop, right?" Mr. Shu stopped looking down at the common people below and turned around, leaning against the railing, and smiled. "I'm really sorry for pulling you into the Tribunal before you even understood what was going on... Causing you to deal with so much trouble."

"..."

Gu Shen opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

His expression suddenly became complicated.

Actually, Gu Shen had a little bit of resentment toward Mr. Shu in his heart.

Nan Jin, Senior Brother Zhong, and Senior Sister Luo all called him "Teacher," but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Looking back on the whole incident... he was inexplicably dragged into a supernatural event, followed by a series of "forced" decisions: joining the Tribunal, receiving special training, preparing for the review, dealing with Han Dang... All of this happened too fast. While Gu Shen was struggling to cope, he would always think of the old man in the Zhongshan suit who handed him the note that night.

If he had to do it again, would he still dial that number?

When Mr. Shu apologized, Gu Shen suddenly found... he had nothing to say.

Those small resentments had become unspoken grievances.

The other party had saved his life and spent a lot of effort to get that amnesty order... This was someone who was truly good to him, and Gu Shen could still tell the difference.

So he waved his hand and said in a low voice, "You don't have to be so polite."

After all, he had taken so much money... just consider it...

"Just consider it... taking money from someone to help them avoid disaster."

The old man chuckled softly, "You must be thinking that, right?"

"You really are wise with age..." Gu Shen muttered softly, then said seriously, "Although I don't know why you're so confident, you'd better be prepared for the worst for tomorrow's review."

"Ah ha..."

This seemed to be the old man's favorite catchphrase.

He asked lightly, "Do you think you won't pass the review?"

This time it was Gu Shen's turn to laugh.

He couldn't help it and pointed at himself, asking, "Do you think I can pass the review?"

"Of course!"

"You are an S-Class... the S-Class I have my eye on!"

Mr. Shu slowly looked at the young man. His voice was very soft, but in Gu Shen's ears, it was like thunder: "You are the only one who can take the ruler from A-009's hand."

Gu Shen stood there in a daze.

Like a bolt from the blue.

His mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say.

The secret he had tried so hard to hide... was revealed so casually by the old man in one sentence.

"No need to say more, I know everything."

Mr. Shu smiled meaningfully. "Since I chose to let you sign that contract... it means I decided to protect you. Hmm... the word 'protect' is good, very appropriate, and even has a little bit of excitement."

"Remember the story I told you before I sent you home?" The old man simply repeated it again: "A-009 is a member of the Guwen Hui (Ancient Text Society). After losing control, she was imprisoned, and a big shot kept experimenting on her... to find out the real reason for her loss of control."

Gu Shen had heard the full version of this story from Chu Ling.

What really caused her to lose control wasn't the bone-scraping knife or the old newspaper, but the ruler hidden in her arms.

"That big shot is called Zhao Xilai, and your amnesty order was given by him." Mr. Shu said in a low voice, "He also chose this review team."