London University Lecturer
"Accept the mission."
Whoosh~
Jiang Hao vanished from the study.
In the next instant, he appeared in a room and looked around. It was a simple, modern room with all kinds of appliances, an Apple laptop, and a Nokia 7650 sitting on the desk.
Just then, a stream of information entered Jiang Hao's mind, allowing him to understand the identity the system had arranged for him.
Jiang Hao, twenty-seven years old, was a lecturer at the School of History at London University in Britain. He had some knowledge of mysticism and archaeology, and this was his faculty dormitory.
Jiang Hao stood and walked into the bathroom, studying himself in the mirror. Mm, still as handsome and dashing as ever.
He wondered what Lara was like in this world.
Still, she should not be difficult to find out about.
Jiang Hao checked the time. It seemed to be time for class.
He picked up his textbooks, went downstairs, mounted his bike, and headed for the teaching buildings. London University was too large; walking would probably take far too much time.
He rode past buildings in all kinds of architectural styles, emerald lawns, the occasional flock of white pigeons taking flight, and students walking by with books in their arms. The campus life was warm and peaceful, without too much bustle or noise. Jiang Hao found that he really liked this feeling.
When he entered the large classroom, most of the students were already seated. The course Jiang Hao taught was mysticism, the direction of his university research. It was a very niche field, and it was precisely because of that that he had been able to stay on at London University, where he had completed his graduate studies, and become a teacher.
After setting down his textbooks, Jiang