Chapter 51

The game of the time capsule, in Tang Zheng's era, many teachers played it with their students.

Tang Zheng, lying in bed at night, also thought about some regrets from his previous life and decided to bring this game to the children of the Xingyao Continent.

"Ten years... interesting." The young and old members of the Tang family castle all fell into deep thought.

People kept picking up their pens, then putting them down.

What kind of people would they want to be in ten years?

What kind of people would they really be in ten years?

Some looked out the window, some lowered their heads.

Tang Zixie was the first to pick up his pen and began to write on the paper.

Tang Xiaotang raised her head, quickly glanced at Tang Zheng, flicked her flying ponytail, and also picked up her pen to join the writing...

Tang Zheng did not look at what they were writing, but only reminded them, "Ten years is not actually a very long time! What you write on this paper today is not a promise to anyone... When you dig up this paper in ten years, you will only need to answer to yourself."

Just like the small line of words he engraved on the game chamber.

The time capsule has no meaning to anyone else.

Only you will always remember!

Scribble, scribble, scribble...

In the lecture hall, one by one, the pens were held up.

Soon, only the sound of pens moving across the paper remained.

From the first lesson, "Study for the rise of Tang Family Castle," to the "You only need to answer to yourself" a month later, the members of the Tang Family Castle underwent an indescribable and wonderful transformation.

Therefore, they wrote very seriously.

Whether they were adults in their twenties or thirties, or children just four or five years old, there was so much to write.

They wanted to bury their current state of mind underground, and they looked forward to seeing, when they dug up this paper in ten years, whether they had fulfilled their promise to themselves.

The entire lecture hall was already in motion...

The only one who did not move for a long time was Azhi.

Azhi was a bit dazed.

"Not a promise to anyone, just an answer to oneself..." The pen in his hand slightly lifted, a drop of ink already fell on the paper.

He had just turned five and was already determined to be one of the successors of Yingshan.

From that time on, his life had many things, but none of them were his own.

Stronger, stronger, and even stronger, seemed to be the only pursuit...

Apart from making himself stronger, they knew nothing else and thought of no extra matters.

Future? What is that?

Not to mention the future, even the word "tomorrow" was a luxury.

The second drop of ink fell from Azhi's pen...

He suddenly laughed.

What kind of future would be a perfect answer to himself in ten years?

"Can't lose the final test!" Azhi took a deep breath, quickly picked up his pen, and wrote on the paper!

Not to promise anyone, not for any life-or-death exam, today, what he wrote here was his first future he wrote for himself!

Scribble, scribble...

On the white paper, there were only eight characters in total!

It seemed that he did not think much, and naturally wrote the eight characters in one breath: "In ten years, I will be the Shadow King!"

...

When everyone finished writing, Tang Zheng had them fold the papers and wrap them in another piece of white paper before handing them to him.

"Teacher, you won't dig them up and peek at night, right?" Tang Xiaotang flicked her ponytail and covered her mouth to laugh.

Tang Zheng's face immediately turned red.

He thought he was very clever, using this method to get the children's thoughts, but who knew that these children, who grew up in the chaotic land, were not easy to fool!

Not to mention others, he had already seen Azhi's folded paper, but it was hidden behind his back.

Except for the four or five-year-old children, the other kids all maintained a cunning vigilance.

"Brother will reluctantly not play with you." Tang Zheng smiled and took out a locked box, prepared in advance.

Tang Zixie drew a sharp breath: "This is..."

"Secret code lock!" Azhi's eyelids twitched again. Not to mention the material of the box, which he did not recognize, just the lock alone cost at least fifteen taels of purple gold, "Are you crazy!"

"Do you have medicine?" Tang Zheng meaningfully cracked his knuckles.

"..." Azhi turned his head and handed over the paper in his hand.

"I'll deal with you in the afternoon." Tang Zheng took it and put it in the box.

The secret code lock is a one-time lock, consisting of six digits.

If the code is entered incorrectly three times, the array on the lock will directly destroy the contents of the box.

Even if the code is correct, this lock can only be opened once and cannot be restored!

Therefore, once it is closed, it eliminates any possibility of peeking.

"Teacher, what about you?" Little Lingdang climbed onto the table.

"..." Tang Zheng was stunned, "Do I have to write too?"

"Write! Write! Write!" A group of children started to cheer.

"Alright, alright, I'll write." Tang Zheng helplessly pushed them away, "No peeking."

"Absolutely, absolutely no peeking!" They said this, but their hands covering their eyes always opened a small gap.

Tang Zheng was so angry that he laughed: "All turn around!"

Rustle.

A group of children of all ages finally turned around.

Tang Zheng looked at the paper in front of him, and the smile in his eyes slowly faded...

He picked up his pen, wrote a line of words, blew it dry, wrapped it in another piece of white paper, and then let them turn back.

After Tang Zheng put all the papers into the box, he said, "I will set the first two digits, Xiaotang will set the middle two digits, and as for the last two digits..."

Azhi's heart stirred, and he looked up at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng smiled, "Alright, you do it."

"Who cares." Azhi looked unwilling but still came over.

None of the three knew the codes set by the other two.

Therefore, only when all three were present in ten years could the box be opened.

Tang Zheng and Tang Xiaotang quickly set their codes.

When it was Azhi's turn, he just reached out to set the code but immediately pulled back...

"Azhi, what's wrong?" Tang Xiaotang asked.

"Ten years..." Azhi suddenly lowered his head, "I might not be alive in ten years."

"Then you should try harder and not play yourself to death!" Tang Zheng said.

"Tsk, just to open the box?" Azhi rolled his eyes.

"Exactly!" Tang Zheng patted his head and pointed to the box, "Less talk, hurry up."

"..." Azhi grumbled, said nothing more, and directly set the last two digits.

After Tang Zheng and the others left, he suddenly remembered that Tang Zheng had just patted his head, and he had not even tried to defend himself!

"Damn!" Azhi quickly chased after them.

The spring in Tang Family Castle was clear and sunny.

A group of children of all ages were looking for a suitable place to bury the box in the Tang Family Castle.

The children from the chaotic land were precocious. Many of them, if taken to Wulong Town, could make a whole street of people shut up with just a glare, but in front of Tang Zheng, most of them were just rebellious teenagers.

"Teacher, teacher, how about burying it under this banyan tree?"

"The banyan tree is not good. There's a magnolia tree just blooming at the entrance to my yard..."

"You want to open the box at night and peek, right!"

"I don't even know the code, how can I open it?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Tang Zheng ran with them through every corner of the Tang Family Castle.

In the end, everyone voted to bury the time capsule in Tang Zheng's yard.

"Remember today. Let's cheer for our future!" After they buried the time capsule together, Tang Zheng extended his mud-covered hand and asked them to place their hands on it.

"Cheer!" They shouted with Tang Zheng—although in the past month, they actually did not understand what "oil" was.

But, what does it matter?

When Tang Zheng said "cheer," they said "cheer."

Anyway, following Tang Zheng and shouting together would definitely not be wrong!

"Alright! Get your spirits up! Starting tomorrow, I will increase the course load!" Tang Zheng led them back to the lecture hall.

"Ah?" A chorus of exclamations came from below.

"Because we need to finish a week's worth of lessons in advance, and then, next week... that is, seven days later, we will start social practice!"

"Social... practice?" They had long been accustomed to the term "week" with Tang Zheng, but social practice was something they had never heard of.

"Right," Tang Zheng nodded, "Confucius said, 'Read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles,' and he also said, 'Insist on combining knowledge with practice.' Therefore, after we complete this phase of the course, we will go to Wulong Town for social practice."

"Specifically... what does it mean? Will it be very difficult?" Tang Xiaotang raised her hand and asked.

"Not difficult. Just putting up posters, distributing flyers, and such..." Tang Zheng nervously touched his nose.

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