The True Heiress Is an All-Powerful Bigshot - Chapter 187

Chapter 187: 180 Norton University Interview Scene [1 update]

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All sound ceased in an instant.

It looked no different from an ordinary greeting card; it could even be described as crude.

But the patterns outlined by the gold embossing revealed the extraordinariness of this black cardstock.

Ying Zijin’s gaze fixed.

She recognized this pattern.

It was present on the Tarot Major Arcana card numbered “1,” the Magician.

At the same time, it was indeed a pattern commonly used by Norton University.

And such ugly handwriting could indeed only belong to a certain alchemist lunatic.

After Fu Yunshen placed the card on the table, Wen Tinglan wasn’t the only one taken aback—the other students from the third-year elite class were also somewhat stunned.

An invitation from Norton University?

And from a SS-level college at that?

Although they were ignorant of the inner workings of Norton University, they all knew that the letters SS represented the highest level.

“An invitation from a SS-level college?” The boy paused for a moment, almost laughing, “Does Norton University even have a SS-level college? Don’t make stuff up.”

He Xun, however, pursed his lips and remained silent, his expression somewhat distant.

He had never received an invitation, after all, he attended a D-level college, barely scraping by.

But he had seen an invitation from an A-level college.

It wasn’t this shabby, nor did it contain merely a simple couple of lines, but the paper used seemed to be the same.

This type of paper, he had only seen it in his mentor’s office.

It was said to be very precious, impervious to fire and water.

He had also heard his mentor mention that every invitation from Norton University came with its own micro-positional system to prevent loss.

He Xun’s gaze moved downward, landing in the middle of the black gold-embossed card, and as expected, he saw a tiny raised grain.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and his facial muscles trembled slightly, somewhat in disbelief.

Seeing his expression, the boy and two students from the international class felt a surge of alarm.

Could it be, this was genuinely an invitation from Norton University’s SS-level college?

It couldn’t be.

Anyone who received an invitation from Norton University would have gone themselves, not given it away to someone else, right?

Moreover, everyone knew that even the national college entrance examination’s top scorer might not catch Norton University’s eye, so how could they possibly send an invitation to a dandy playboy from Shanghai City?

The boy opened his mouth: “Teacher He, that…”

“Time’s up.” He Xun’s lips turned into a straight line, suppressing the doubt at the bottom of his heart, “Let’s go.”

It was probably a fake.

In his four years at Norton University, he had never heard of a SS-level college issuing invitations.

Seeing that He Xun had not given a definite answer, the boy actually felt relieved and sneered, “If this really is an invitation from Norton University’s SS-level college, let’s meet there at Norton University then.”

Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin finally lifted her gaze, an eyebrow rising.

He Xun’s pupils constricted again.

Lip reading was a compulsory course at Norton University, and he understood the girl’s words.

— Let’s meet on the scene of Norton University’s interview.

He Xun immediately averted his gaze, no longer looking.

After the exclusive car arrived, the four got on.

The barbecue table remained quiet, with no one speaking.

The class president swallowed subconsciously, carefully touching the black card, “S-Seventh Young Master, is this really an invitation from Norton University?”

The handwriting was just too sloppy.

Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes, languidly, “What do you think?”

“I think it’s real,” the class president declared, utterly convinced, “Even if I were blind, it would still be real.”

The study committee member shook their head and whispered to the sports committee member, “He’s drunk again.”

“Exactly!” The class president slapped Wen Tinglan on the shoulder, belching, “Why would our Tinglan need any interview qualifications? The invitation came right to him, souring them to death.”

“They’ll just have to leave after their interviews, only able to watch Tinglan study at Norton University.”

“…”

The sports committee member sighed, “He really is drunk.”

Wen Tinglan stayed silent.

He wasn’t concerned about whether the invitation was genuine or not.

Although he was interested in Norton University, it wasn’t his only choice.

Imperial Capital University’s ranking in recent years in the QS World University Rankings had also been climbing, breaking into the top ten.

Norton University was far away in Oceania, and if he went, there would be no one to take care of Wen Fengmian.

“Thank you.” Wen Tinglan pushed the invitation back, “I can’t accept this.”

“Hmm?” Fu Yunshen didn’t receive it, raising an eyebrow, “It’s meant for you, how can you not accept it?”

“It’s too precious,” Wen Tinglan hugged his bowl, “Dad and sister said I can’t accept valuable gifts from others.”

“It’s not that precious.” Fu Yunshen smiled, “It’s just a piece of paper.”

He was nonchalant, as if regretting something, “For you, I even turned down a big deal.”

The Diviner’s prophecy was important, but it could never outweigh the people around him.

Hearing this, Ying Zijin’s expression paused momentarily, her eyes flickering.

She had posted a thread a few days ago that was seen by nine out of ten users on the NOK forum.

The first time she heard of the NOK forum was from Fu Yunshen.

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It was normal for him to have an account.

Because of the Ice-type Jade incident last time, he knew that the account Cola Milk Tea Fries belonged to her.

But there was no real need for her to hide this account.

Ying Zijin’s eyelashes drooped slightly.

Yet, she had truly not expected that Fu Yunshen held an invitation from an SS-tier academy.

However, apart from obtaining the invitation, she indeed needed to visit Norton University.

So it wasn’t in vain that she had made that post.

Wen Tinglan was still holding his bowl, silent.

“Let’s do this,” Fu Yunshen tapped on the table, his lips curving, “I’ll keep it for you for now. When you become the top scorer of the high school examination, you can take the invitation.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Tinglan stared at the man for a long moment.

He hesitated for a bit and in a tiny voice said, “Don’t you have some kind of scheme against my sister?”

Fu Yunshen: “?”

The young man was expressionless: “Don’t even think about it, it’s impossible. I will stop you.”

Fu Yunshen: “…”

He really didn’t have any scheme.

The only scheme might just be that he thought the youngster’s hair was quite nice to stroke, and his face was quite nice to pinch.

Sometimes like a little cat.

Fu Yunshen’s brow raised slightly: “Hmm, if that’s what you think, you can.”

Wen Tinglan frowned slightly and tugged at him: “Lower your voice a bit. If my sister hears it and gets shy, what then?”

“It’s already quite low, but—” Fu Yunshen, clearly intrigued, “what’s this shyness about, let’s hear it?”

Ying Zijin picked up a skewer of grilled tendon, her tone very calm, unhurried: “No need to keep it down, I can hear everything. Speak up.”

“…”

**

O Continent, Jade Ice Cui.

The very heart of the Lorentz Castle.

In an extravagantly luxurious room, even the floor was made of gold.

The only different color was the velvet-covered bed.

Lying on the bed was a young man with handsome features and profound facial contours, like an Ancient Roman sculpture.

His hair shone as brightly as gold, and his deep blue eyes were vast and oceanic, as if they were dotted with stars.

The young man casually swiped on a tablet, growing more discontented as he read.

This was Xize Laurent.

In the several hundred years history of the Lorentz family, he was the most distinguished and esteemed Controller.

So much so that when he was assassinated and died, the entire Lorentz family withdrew from Jade Ice Cui alongside him as a sign of their oath to follow him even unto death.

Only a few elders knew that he would wake up again someday.

But their lifespans were only as long as ordinary people’s, so they passed down this secret from generation to generation.

One generation passed the secret on to the next, until the present day.

Job Laurent was one of the servants currently attending to Xize.

It was he who had sent the Ice-type Jade to the Zhong Family last time.

As for the rest of the Lorentz family, they were unaware that the Ruler was from several centuries ago, nor did they know he was older than the eldest in the family.

His body, remade by Alchemy, retained a youthful appearance.

This was the power of Alchemy.

Therefore, in some aspects, the world of Alchemy was stronger than the Ancient medical field.

And it was precisely because of Xize Laurent’s unique status that other family members were not allowed to enter the Castle Core Zone where he resided.

Job knocked on the door, and only entered after receiving permission.

He bowed respectfully, adhering to the ancient ceremonies of the Middle Ages.

“Master, it’s time for you to enter your dormant period.”

Xize put down the tablet and glanced at his pale skin, clicking his tongue: “What a drag.”

Thanks to his elder brother, he had indeed woken up, but every month, he had to sleep for fifteen days.

Otherwise, his heart would collapse, and he would die again.

Since the evening of May 31, when his elder brother appeared, he had sent her quite a few private messages, all of which vanished without a trace, without any reply.

Xize knew, if The Diviner wanted to hide, you couldn’t find her even if she was right in front of you.

Even though he knew she must be somewhere in Hua Country, if he went to find her, she could disappear again.

So he could only wait for her to come to him.

It seems Norton is the lucky one, getting to see the boss before him.

**

After the high school examination ended, Ying Zijin booked a flight for the 9th.

Although Fong Mian suggested she find someone to accompany her, she found it bothersome.

Moreover, this trip to the O Continent was a good opportunity to move back her old medicine refining furnace.

The modified electric pressure cooker was too troublesome.

The potency of the medicine was diminishing and it could not withstand the use of highly toxic materials.

Ying Zijin slung her backpack on, not carrying much else, and was about to leave.

At this moment, a message popped up on her phone.

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