[Comprehensive] Graduate Employment Internship Experience

Huachun's happy mood suddenly became very heavy. She sighed a long time and returned to her seat. She silently closed the lid of the bento box, wrapped it in a table cloth, put it on her knees, and then leaned on the back of the chair. He lowered his eyes and became dumbfounded.

Hibari glanced at her lightly, then at the empty bento box, and closed her eyes without saying anything.

Hua Chun quietly looked at the flashing scenery outside the window, closed his eyes in a trance, and suddenly felt that he had entered a strange state.

She could clearly perceive and even "see" everything around her, but her thoughts floated up again and entered another space.

...The power of the earth dragon automatically searched for a network that can be connected, and took the initiative to help her connect to WIFE, right...

After a short period of darkness, Huachun appeared in someone's dream. Looking at the beautiful environment of green grass, flowers everywhere, and a big blue lake, she silently Lie down.

Ah...the environment is so nice...there is even a gentle breeze blowing...

Huachun closed her eyes, and decided that if she couldn't resist, then enjoy it.

"Ah..." However, as a guy who invades other people's dreams carelessly, it will be a matter of time before his master finds out. Hua Chun opened his eyes and followed the exclamation sound, and a carp rolled up in fright.

... Prison Temple! ?

[biu~ The passive skill "Face of the True" is triggered. 】

Looking at the strange girl with rounded eyes, the visitor obviously hesitated, showing a shocked expression, "Sister, sister...?"

No, not Prison Temple...

Although it has the same silver hair, but... the facial features are obviously more profound, mature and refined than those of the prison temple.

...Speaking of which, the silver-haired man finally didn't see his mother this time...

"...Hi, I'm...uh, Taosheng Kamui." She smiled politely at the visitor, and finally pulled him out of a certain trance.

"Shenwei...?" The owner of the dream was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled gently, "What a unique name... Hello, I am Adolf K. Weitzman."

"Ah, this name..." Hua Chun covered his mouth and thought for a while, and felt that this name obviously belonged to a foreigner, "...Sir, you shouldn't be Italian, right?"

"Eh? No," Weitzman blinked, and he couldn't help staring at Hua Chun's face carefully, "...I'm German." He stared at the girl's open face for a while, and smiled Laughing, "... so you don't know me?"

Hua Chun blinked blankly, then scratched his face in embarrassment, "Huh? Mo, could it be, are you some kind of celebrity? Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know much about celebrities... "

"Ah, no." Weitzman seemed relieved, "I'm not a star, it's just... nothing, don't worry about it."

"The one just now... about the face, and this one... Entering other dreams..." He gently sat beside Hua Chun, and asked in a gentle tone, "Is this your ability?"

It's just the appearance of a young man, but the tone of the other party is mature like an elder like a grandfather, Hua Chun nodded, then shook his head, and said with a little distress, "...um... how should I put it, I The power is not used to enter other people's dreams, although I can't control it not to connect to other people's dreams..."

"Really? If you can't control it, it's quite distressing, right?" Weitzman smiled softly, "...I've only heard of it before, but I've never seen a real outsider."

"Outsider?" Hua Chun looked at him suspiciously, "Me?"

...What title is this?Is it a trigger title like Dilong Shenwei?

...But, the system didn't give a prompt?

"Hey, don't you even know this?" Weizman's eyes widened slightly in surprise, "The so-called outsiders refer to those who are born with superpowers, because they are born with superpowers, so There is no way to bestow others like a king and assimilate the tribe, so it is impossible to form a royal family, and it is impossible to become a king...so it is called an outsider, which means outside the king's authority."

"I'm sorry..." Hua Chun silently raised her hand, suddenly realizing that she might have come to a place with a slightly different world view, "Well, may I ask... Wang, what is it...?"

Weitzman and Hua Chun stared at each other silently for a few seconds, and the silver-haired young man couldn't help but burst out laughing.

——It turns out that in Weizmann's world, there is a magical slate called the Dresden Slate. This slate with mysterious power will elect seven people as [Kings], and the seven [Kings] have their own Titles, such as King of Silver, King of Gold, King of Green, King of Red, King of Colorless, etc., seem to be named after colors.

...Hua Chun didn't know why, it was such a handsome title, but her first reaction was seven melons on a vine, red orange yellow green blue blue purple, gourd little King Kong...

Well, in short, the chosen king can give his power to other ordinary people, and those who gain power are called the king's [clan].

...Speaking of it, it is actually similar to the so-called "family" of the Mafia at Tsunayoshi Sawada's side.

And those who are born with superpowers that are not endowed by the slate, because they cannot produce [clan members], they cannot become [kings], and are called outsiders.

There is another way of saying that the outsiders are the unchosen kings.

"However, Shen Wei-sang is completely ignorant of these things, so strange." Mr. Weitzman seemed to be indifferently expressing doubts.

"Hey... this," Hua Chun protractedly replied, "Because I'm from another world." She smiled at Weitzman, "I drifted everywhere with my power, and I arrived here for the first time today. What about the world?" She looked into the distance, showing a sighing expression, "I almost died in the dream I was connected to last time. It would be great if everyone I met in the future could be as friendly as Mr. Weitzman~"

"Huh? Another world?" Weitzman showed a surprised expression, "Really? Parallel time and space? Or travel through space?"

Hua Chun was slightly intimidated by his enthusiasm, "Wei, Mr. Weitzman?"

"Ah...sorry," Weizman suddenly reacted, and he smiled apologetically, "...uh, although it was a long time ago, I still suffer from occupational diseases occasionally..."

"Occupation, occupational disease?" Hua Chun looked at the young man in front of him curiously, "Huh? What is Mr. Weitzman's occupation?"

"Hmm... a scientist who studies supernatural powers." Weitzman said vaguely.

"Eh——scientist?" Hua Chun paused, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "It feels...a profession that fits well with Mr. Weitzman? You really can't judge people by their appearances, and they have been talking for a long time Mr Weitzman looked so young before."

"Huh? Really?" Weitzman showed a warm and friendly smile, "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually very old?"

He raised his hand to touch his own bangs, but suddenly stopped, he poked his head out towards the lake, looking at the reflection on the lake in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Hua Chun looked at his reaction suspiciously.

"It's nothing...just..." Weitzman withdrew his body, paused, and his tone was a little subtle, "It's just that I haven't seen myself when I was young for a long time."

"Huh? What he looked like when he was young?" Hua Chun stared at the young man in front of him with wide eyes, and began to imagine his aging appearance in his mind, but he couldn't imagine it, "Then, Mr. Weitzman How old is it now?"

"Speaking out will probably scare you, right?" Weitzman said with a childish smile, "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I'm already 90 years old, even if I can be the grandfather of God Wissang."

"...Cheat, lie." Hua Chun couldn't imagine the face in front of him as a 90-year-old face, "I don't believe it...!"

Weitzman smiled slightly and closed his eyes. In his dream, he seemed to have gradually found a way to control. His silver hair began to grow slowly, from a hairstyle that was very similar to that of Prison Temple to a hair style that was scattered behind his back. He has long silver hair, his facial features have become softer, and his temperament has become more gentle. It is obvious that he has become much older, but his face is still young, as if time has only changed his inner being, but never eroded his appearance.

"..." Hua Chun held her breath and continued to wait for him to grow old slowly, hoping to see the beautiful boy grow old in a second, but Weizman had already opened his eyes.

"Huh, I thought I could see Mr. Weitzman's grandfather?" Hua Chun said with some regret.

"...Well, well," Weitzman couldn't help but said, "Although it's a pity, this is already my oldest look."

"Huh?" Hua Chun's eyes widened, "But... Mr. Weitzman didn't say... he was 90 years old?"

...Which 90-year-old person will grow up so young! !

"This, well~" Weitzman patted Hua Chun's head like smiling at a child. "Shen Wei-sang should be regarded as my ability?"

"Huh? What ability?" Hua Chun asked in confusion, "Is it immortal?"

"...It's a bit close." Weitzman said with a smile.

"...It's really a foul ability..." Hua Chun couldn't help but exclaimed, and then she suddenly felt refreshed, and before she even had time to say goodbye to Mr. Weitzman, she opened her eyes instantly.

"Ah? Are you awake?" It was the face of the prison temple that caught my eye. For a moment, Hua Chun couldn't distinguish him from Mr. Weitzman in the dream.

"Jiaosi...?" She sat up in a daze, only to realize that there were only the two of them left on the bus. "Huh? Everyone?"

"They have all gone back. Really, you bastard, you can really sleep." Hesi said, pressing Huachun's forehead with some hesitation, "Could it be that you are sick?"

"...I'm fine, but... a little tired." Hua Chun shy away from his hand embarrassedly, and hurriedly stood up, "Shall we get out of the car too?"

"...Oh." Prison Temple nodded, silently withdrew his hand, and then he suddenly asked, "By the way, the name you kept calling in your dream...Who is Weitzman?"

Hua Chun: "...Huh?"

And after Huachun suddenly disappeared, most of the dreams built on Huachun's power were instantly shattered. Above the sky of another world, in the airship belonging to the first king, the King of Silver, opened his eyes. Weitzman sat up slowly, showing a sad expression.

"……elder sister……"

The author has something to say: King of Silver:

Adolph K Weisman

90岁，身高180cm。生日6月1日[23]（双子座）。血型B型。

The first king? The king of silver.The origin of all kings, as famous as the King of Gold, the watcher of the sky.

Once a German scientist.

Its ability has the power of a king that cannot be interfered with, so it can maintain an eternal appearance and eternal life.

The airship that has been in the sky since the death of her sister Claudia Weisman has lived in the airship in the sky for more than half a century.