The words of the Divination course professor abruptly shifted Zheng Qing's consciousness from a simple view of 'good and bad' and 'good and evil' to the complex and cold reality — he wasn't sure if this was an upward shift in perception or simply a parallel shift to another evaluative system, but undoubtedly, each occurrence of such a shift profoundly impacted his values.
Just like today.
Until the evening class ended, Zheng Qing hadn't fully recovered.
So much so that when Zhang Yu came to room 403 to take him to the Giant God Soldier project team, seeing the boy's dazed expression, he hesitated whether he should first take him to the school hospital.
"—No, no need, thank you."
Zheng Qing naturally declined the group leader's suggestion politely, waving his hand repeatedly, muttering, "It's just, just that my perception got a little shaken... It's not the first time something like this has happened, I'll recover... Rest for a few days, and I should be able to forget."
