The sparrows outside chirped away in the paulownia tree.
The oppressive atmosphere felt like the moments before a summer downpour.
But under the school's Meteorological Supervision, the rain ultimately did not fall on this practical exam day. Instead, crimson clouds filled the sky, painting the entire academy in its favorite color.
Zheng Qing stared blankly out the window, watching the leaves that had once been emerald green turn the color of autumn maple leaves, and for a moment forgot what time it was.
By the time he came back to himself, the other visitors in the hospital room had already begun discussing their Career Planning Books.
Zheng Qing knew about career planning as well. After entering his second year, one of the first semester's electives was career planning. Its purpose was to give these young wizards a clear understanding of their careers after university and a definite goal for their future Path of Magic.
As for the Career Planning Book itself, it was probably these young wizards' summer homework. Before the next semester began, they needed to spend the summer listing their plans and how they intended to achieve those goals.
Originally, this should have been a very serious and earnest matter.
But to these young wizards, barely eighteen or nineteen years old, events ten, twenty, or even thirty years in the future seemed impossibly distant. As a result, many of them wrote their plans as if they were dreams.
Like Zhang Jixin.
When his career plan came up, his face was full of longing. "...I want to travel around the world in a four-wheeled carriage! A Rabbit-drawn Pumpkin Carriage is a little too small for me. I prefer that Western sort of style."
"I thought you'd choose to join a hunting team and make your way in the New