Chapter 116 Good Students Can't Skip Class
After another day of training, Aaron, without Gines's knowledge, brought Abey to the twenty-eighth Chamber of Secrets.
He felt particularly negative during this period, even seriously suspecting that he had depression at a young age and was in urgent need of psychological guidance.
Flo emerged from the black stone pillar, and seeing Aaron's lifeless eyes, he understood what had happened and sighed, "The longest path a student walks is the teacher's ploy.
You think you're on the second floor, but the teacher is often on the fifth floor, and as for the more astute Principal, he's in the stratosphere."
"Ancestor, please don't make fun of me."
"I have no intention of making fun of you, merely stating the facts," Flo said playfully. "To be honest, your persistence until now has exceeded my expectations.
I used to object to adding other subjects during free time, but unfortunately, that opinion was rejected by my father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.
It was only when I became the head of the household that I understood why they did it, and I've continued this tradition quite well."
"Why?" Aaron asked, puzzled. "Does this involve some secret?"
"No," Flo said, somewhat embarrassed. "We ancestors still knew how to work hard; you descendants have better resources and more comfortable conditions, so why shouldn't you work hard?
To put it bluntly, it's purely psychological imbalance."
Aaron opened his mouth, then lay on the floor with a bitter smile.
Seriously, what a guy.
Other families have children who trick their fathers, but Gaius only thinks about tricking his descendants.
When I become the head of the family, I'll definitely abolish this rule... No, descendants should receive a better education, I should add a few more courses for them, that's how double standards work.
"Cough, cough! Aren't you afraid of driving people crazy by doing this?"
"Why do you think I'm in this Chamber of Secrets?
Isn't it to provide an extra layer of insurance for you descendants?" Flo said grumpily. "You haven't known me for just one day; I can see things ordinary people can't, and I can make adjustments based on your condition in a timely manner.
Adjustments include reducing courses, taking leave, traveling to relax..."
Hearing this, Aaron's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly pounced towards Flo's leg.
But before he could hug him, his ancestor unceremoniously kicked him two meters away. "Luckily, I've also trained; this habit of hugging people's legs at the slightest provocation really needs to change."
Seeing this, Abey immediately ran over, spread its wings, and fiercely shielded Aaron, showing a spirit of facing death unflinchingly.
Flo raised an eyebrow, grabbed Abey's hat, lifted it up, and then tickled its belly, and for a moment, the Saint Dragon's laughter echoed continuously within the Chamber of Secrets.
Snap!
Aaron seized the opportunity and still hugged Flo's leg, his face full of grievance, with sparkling tears hanging in the corners of his eyes.
To make the coming days a little easier, he had no shame left at this point.
"My kin! You must save me!"
"Let go, let go of me."
"I won't, unless you make Gines give me back my free time.
He's gone too far; he's given me so much physical and mental work at such a young age. Look at my hands." Aaronpulled out his right hand. "How many calluses have grown on a handsome guy's hands?"
"Oh, please! These calluses can be removed with a little Potion in less than two hours.
Now let go of me! How can the heir of a reclusive family act so undignified? What kind of behavior is that?"
Aaron ignored him, still holding on tightly.
These ancestors could freely switch between reality and illusion when not touched; if he let go, Flo might just disappear.
A few black lines appeared on Flo's forehead. "Don't force my hand!
If I can kick you once, I can kick you a second time."
"Then just kick me to death.
It would be easier to be dead; classes are worse than death!" Aaron said, on the verge of tears. "If you just say a word, I'll be much more relaxed; Gines will definitely listen to you."
Flo reluctantly tried to pull his leg out, but Aaron, after more than two months of training, was not weaker than an adult in strength, and Flo couldn't break free from him for a while.
A minute later, Flo gave up; he couldn't be too harsh on his descendant after all.
He looked at Aaron, who was eagerly awaiting a reply, and sighed helplessly. "When you truly can't hold on anymore, I will talk to Gines, but right now..."
"I can't hold on right now."
"Heh heh!
If a breakdown is one hundred, you haven't even reached thirty right now.
You're just feeling a bit tired and annoyed; this listless state is purely self-deception."
Hearing this, Aaron hugged Flo's leg even tighter. "Why is it so hard for me to just want to rest for two days?"
"I understand, I completely understand.
For more than two months straight, you've either been studying or on the way to study, either training or on the way to being trained; being tired is inevitable.
But being tired now will make the road ahead much easier."
"Ancestor, you really won't help me with this small favor?"
"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that I can't," Flosaid earnestly. "I am a psychology expert, and the purpose of my staying in this Chamber of Secrets is to adjust the descendants' routines and class schedules based on their condition, ensuring their psychological well-being.
If I help you today, that sets a precedent. Once this precedent is set, there will be a second time, a third time.
A dike of a thousand miles can be destroyed by an ant's nest; you should understand this principle. I must be responsible for your future successors."
Hearing this, Aaron was silent for a while, then slowly released his hands.
"Every excellent successor has gone through this; just bear with it for a few more days, and you'll be free when school starts."
Aaron rolled his eyes; what he said had no comforting effect at all.
Other people's freedom meant holidays, but for him, it meant school starting. This was a complete reversal, the disparity was too great, so great that it was hard to accept.
"Sigh!" Aaron leaned against the black stone pillar. "But I'm only twelve, and I have to bear such immense pressure."
"A twelve-year-old Magician is extremely rare in Gaius's history; you should be secretly delighted!
If it were possible to swap places with you, probably very few people would refuse."
"Ancestor, may I presume to ask you a question?
Did those successors whose talents were similar to mine, or even stronger, also endure it this way?"
"Not exactly; they had other methods."
"Huh?" Aaron opened his mouth, a hint of surprise in his expression. "What? You gave them special treatment, didn't you?"
"Where are you getting that idea? Am I that kind of person?
Some were before me; back then, the family's Chamber of Secrets wasn't as well-developed as it is now, so they had it much easier.
As for some of the successors after me, a few also possessed extremely high talent. One of them left a particularly deep impression on me; he learned all the courses in less than two months and was hailed as the closest existence to the first family head."
"What was his name?" Aaron asked curiously.
Flo shook his head. "I clearly remember his existence, but I just can't say his name.
He probably erased it with powerful magic; to render me, a Saint Magister, helpless, perhaps he's already a God of Magic!"
"That amazing?"
"What do you think?" Flo rolled his eyes. "Your talent is good, but it's not unprecedented.
Moreover, you're too young, have too little experience, and have faced pitifully few setbacks; your mental state is a far cry from these predecessors."
Aaron nodded, not denying this.
"Is that ancestor still alive?
You can all leave memories in the Chamber of Secrets; there's no reason he couldn't."
"This... I can't tell you. To be precise, I don't know either.
After all, how many years had I been dead by then? Only people from that generation would know."
"Then, what about others besides him?
How did they do it?"
Flo smiled playfully, then stretched. "You have three days until school starts; knowing won't make a difference, so let's just drop it!"
Snap!
Aaron's eyes lit up, and he once again hugged Flo's leg, looking as if he wouldn't let go unless Flo told him.
"This trick again? Can't you be a bit more original?"
"As long as it works."
"Do you think I was talking about you?
You descendants don't learn good things, but you're remarkably consistent in hugging legs, one after another."
Aaron:... "So, what exactly did they do?"
Whoosh!
Flo let out a long sigh, looking at Aaron helplessly. "I knew you'd ask this question sooner or later, but you really asked a bit late. Is it that hard for you to hold on for three more days?"
"Better a short pain than a long one."
"Hmm? All right!
Your reason has convinced me." Flo said speechlessly, "Actually, the principle is very simple.
If Gaius's Chamber of Secrets is compared to a school, and we old guys are compared to teachers, then you are naturally a student.
When students get tired of studying, there are two methods: one is to ask the teacher for leave. When that path is blocked, there's only one other path..."
"Skipping class?"
Aaron blurted out. He truly hadn't thought of this, but he admitted he was tempted.
This was a solution when there was no other; even a cornered dog can jump over a wall! If a good student can't take it anymore, why can't he skip class?