After saying this, Ms. Morley simply hung up the phone.
Hesta vaguely felt that the other party's last words were a little deliberate, but she didn't understand the reason.
That afternoon, accompanied by Liz, Hesta successfully completed the registration for the spring course at the base.
A large amount of unfamiliar information came to her like a torrent. Her memo recorded about forty unfamiliar words that she had never heard of before. In addition, there were a lot of professional terms that she didn't even know how to spell, so she could only leave them in her mind. impression.
According to Liz's suggestion, the courses she chose for herself in the first year were almost all related to various survival, first aid courses and physical training. These courses will last throughout the next two academic years.
It is said that most of Mercury Needle's "Second Awakening Special Training" will be arranged during the holidays after the end of the first school year. After successfully awakening, they will receive missions from time to time and follow the active mercury needles to participate in actual combat.
Since the basic quality of the body will directly affect the upper limit of ability after bullet time is turned on, it is worthwhile to spend all your time on physical fitness-related courses in the first year. In contrast, those students who are unwilling to go to the battlefield can also choose courses to postpone the time they face combat, or even apply to transfer to civilian or reserve medical positions from the beginning.
Under Liz's guidance, Hesta initially drew up her own course schedule:
Quick strength training
Speed training
endurance training
basic tactics
Basic weapons overview
Basic shooting training
Basic driving training
Summary of wilderness survival
Applied Tactics and Topographic Mapping
…
"Can I submit it this way?"
"It feels like there's something missing." Liz looked at the screen, suddenly realized something, and laughed, "Ha, all the courses you took are required courses!"
"The upper limit for new students to take courses is twelve," Hestad glanced at the instruction manual next to him, "I don't think I have the energy to learn anything else."
"No, that's not what I mean. I don't want you to learn more, but I want you to choose some classes where you can rest..." Liz leaned over and brought up the elective course window. There were about seven or eight on it. There are major categories, and each major category has its own sub-list.
"Choose one, at least you will like them." Liz said seriously, crossing her arms, "Everyone needs literature or music."
"……What is the use?"
"It's no use." Liz said, "Besides Edgar, have you read any other novels before?"
"I've read some short stories in the newspapers," Hestad replied.
"how do you feel?"
"..."
Hesta felt that Liz seemed to be expecting an answer from her, but in fact she couldn't understand Liz's meaning at all - those short stories about family life in tabloids were mostly about men's affairs or women's infidelity, and she was very confused. It's hard to say what can be learned from it, so I don't know how to answer Liz's question.
Seeing that Hesta had been silent, Liz thought that she was thinking deeply about this issue, and she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in her heart.
She sighed softly, "Actually, the atmosphere in the base is tolerant enough. No matter what difficulties you encounter, you can find the corresponding person to find a solution, but..."
"but?"
"However, some things are always difficult to discuss frankly, or even to say to others." Liz said softly, "In a civilized society, there are always things that are suppressed. Everyone has difficulty telling others. tells the truth, but literature—or music—can help us ask.
"In the base, sometimes you will be so lonely that you go crazy, or you will be so anxious about something that it feels like you are being burned - no one can help you at that time, but if you happen to meet an unlucky guy in the novel , I am in a similar situation to you. It feels like being caught in the rain on a hot summer day...
"No matter where you are or what kind of difficulties you face, as long as you are willing, literature can always leave you a place to stay and keep you connected to the world -"
Hesta listened quietly to Liz's story. She could see the bright joy in Liz's eyes at this moment. She seemed to understand a little, but she didn't fully understand.
"Then do you have any recommended electives?" Hestad glanced at the list of electives. "I'm not sure what is suitable for a newcomer like me."
"Of course it is "Appreciation of Literary Works of the Golden Age" - this is a course taught by two teachers, Paros and Singer. They are both proficient in cryptography, but they are also highly accomplished in literary appreciation."
"...Golden Age?"
As this question came up, Liz's eyes seemed to be completely ignited, as if she had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
"This is a general name, Jane, and it generally refers to human civilization after the Industrial Revolution and before the blackout era." Liz replied affectionately, "I only love works from the golden age, and all retro works after the blackout era." The trends of thought are all a parody of that period.
"Do you believe it? In the golden age, as long as an ordinary person had money, he could travel around the world on a giant ship. All means of transportation - airplanes, ships, and trains were open to citizens, and people were free to go anywhere in the world. place!
“In the golden age, new plays were performed in theaters every month, and you could enjoy a wonderful song and dance drama for the price of a meal. People put all kinds of books on display shelves in shopping malls. The price of books is shockingly cheap, and printing plants are printing new reading materials every moment. There is a constant stream of new poems, new era reviews, or popular science articles. Everyone is writing and everyone is reading...
“The technological level of that era was jaw-dropping, and humans even climbed to the stars. Mars was dotted with modified habitable places, and people used Ceres as a relay station to push the footprints of manned spacecraft to Pluto.
"The radius of human activity in the universe has reached an astonishing 4.246 light years - in deep space, countless light sail aircraft arrived at Alpha Centauri at one-fifth the speed of light, and they photographed the oceans and oceans on Proxima Centauri b. Mountains and rivers, and even left a flag symbolizing the earth there...
"But even so, human beings in the golden age will not rest on their laurels. They always look farther, higher, and deeper into the universe, and always plan a new journey... Whenever someone begins to celebrate the moment when civilization has reached its peak, Soon someone will bring a new dawn—not some monstrous religious story, but something that humans can actually do on their own."
Liz sighed very softly.
"Compared with humans in the golden age, what is our era? Most people are trapped on the ground like prison birds, and no one cares about the stars anymore - or only cares about whether they can provide services for themselves at night without tools. Navigation. We can only place our hopes on the various legacies of the Golden Age, trying to glimpse the silhouette of that distant era."
