Eric Clark was a bit confused...

But what he was most concerned and worried about was his mother. Was she still well? Would he ever have the chance to see her again?

Life is like a dream, fate unpredictable. He had already been gravely ill, yet unexpectedly was reborn into this world. Could this be destiny at work?

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It took a lot of effort to wait until the lecture was finally over, and Eric Clark slipped out eagerly.

Of course, he didn’t go to the so-called “punishment seat” to receive his penalty. He didn’t care much about those things. What he cared about was how agile and flexible his limbs were now, how healthy his body felt, how he was brimming with youthful energy, as if he had endless strength. How was this anything like the sickly state he had in his previous life?

He hadn’t felt this way in so long. In his last life, he had spent most of his time in a wheelchair. The longing for health was something ordinary people could hardly imagine.

He walked along the wide avenue of the Nanhai Immortal Cultivation Academy, stretching his body to his heart’s content, feeling an indescribable joy.

He didn’t care at all that he now had a terrible reputation at the academy—seen by his classmates as a rascal, a braggart, a big liar; by his teachers as a poor student, a hopeless case, a black sheep. At this moment, he only felt that being healthy and alive was such a wonderful thing.

He paid close attention to the surrounding roads and buildings, and gradually, a look of shock appeared on his face.

Back on Earth, he had attended Nanhai University, and now this place was called Nanhai Immortal Cultivation Academy. Was this just a coincidence?

If it was a coincidence, there were even more coincidences.

Eric Clark suddenly discovered that the architectural layout and overall planning of Nanhai Immortal Cultivation Academy were exactly the same as Nanhai University on Earth, only on a much larger scale.

The buildings were bigger, and the styles were a bit different, but the locations of the other buildings, the dormitories, even the cafeteria, were all exactly the same!

The only difference was that the names of the buildings had changed. For example, the library now had a sign at the entrance that read “藏经阁” (Scripture Pavilion).

The signs at the entrances of the various departments were even more varied.

For example, the Mechanical Engineering Department now had a sign at the entrance that read “傀儡堂” (Puppet Hall).

The Pharmacology Department had a sign that read “炼药堂” (Alchemy Hall).

Eric Clark tried to find some connections. Mechanical engineering—well, that’s making puppets, right? The pharmacology department studies medicine, so alchemy makes sense!

Then there was the Agricultural Technology Department, with a sign reading “灵食堂” (Spirit Food Hall). Agriculture is about growing food, so that’s understandable too.

But the Civil Engineering Department had a sign reading “炼体堂” (Body Refinement Hall), which puzzled Eric Clark. He wondered if it was because civil engineering students liked to fight, often in groups, so it was called Body Refinement Hall?

Then the Business Administration Department had a sign reading “驯兽堂” (Beast Taming Hall). He thought, maybe those business guys are all beasts, hanging out with beasts every day, so it’s called Beast Taming Hall?

Then the Theoretical Physics Department had a sign reading “神剑堂” (Divine Sword Hall), which also confused him. Physics students are all introverted and a bit cheeky, so it’s called Divine Sword Hall?

Then the Clinical Medicine Department had a sign reading “炼器堂” (Artifact Refinement Hall). Clinical medicine is about treating people—how did patients become artifacts to be refined?

Eric Clark felt it was all a bit chaotic.

Among these signs, some had truly frightening names. For example, the Forensic Medicine Department had a sign reading “厉鬼堂” (Fierce Ghost Hall), which was genuinely creepy.

And when Eric Clark saw those three blood-red characters for Fierce Ghost Hall, exuding a ghostly aura, he couldn’t help but feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

As for the Electrical Engineering Department where Eric Clark had studied in his previous life, the sign at the entrance now read “灵符堂” (Talisman Hall).

This environment felt both familiar and strange to Eric Clark.

He felt as if he were in an absurd dream, but if it was a dream, it was far too real. His current identity was that of a low-level disciple of “Talisman Hall”—even the department hadn’t changed. For a moment, Eric Clark felt dazed and lost.

“Eric Clark, Eric Clark!” Eric Clark was standing in a daze at the entrance of “Talisman Hall” when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He turned his head and saw a chubby young cultivator, smiling cheerfully, standing right behind him.

“You…” Eric Clark was stunned for a moment, trying hard to recall who this was. The young cultivator grinned, “Eric Clark, are you playing dumb again? Are you planning to renege on your debt?”

A flash of information crossed Eric Clark’s mind, and he immediately remembered that this person was Rachel Bolton, also a disciple of Talisman Hall, a member of the Nanhai Immortal Cultivation Family Zhang clan, and often partnered with him in various shady dealings. Apparently, he even had some financial disputes with him.

But this brother was quite loyal and a good person overall—one of Eric Clark’s close friends at the academy.

“Um… Bolton… senior brother, I haven’t been feeling well these past few days, so I’m a bit slow to react!” Eric Clark said.