Chapter 90 : Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Could I Also Witness a World-Changing Event?

“Are you satisfied now?”

After accompanying Dongli Yiren out, I asked helplessly.

This girl took forever to decide inside.

I hadn’t expected her to be so indecisive.

The Witch Hat and Witch Cape weren’t an issue, but she spent ages choosing the Magic Wand and Badge.

If my takeout hadn’t arrived, giving me a reason to nudge her back, I don’t know how much longer it would’ve taken.

In the end, she left hugging a Long Wand and a Badge with a Fireball spell.

“Hm… maybe I should’ve picked a Custom Wand, but I didn’t know what kind I wanted. By the way, do they support making models based on game screenshots here?”

Dongli Yiren, clutching her Long Wand, kept rambling to me.

Her Long Wand was similar to Quan Xiuzhu's, a type you could hold directly.

But the oversized head of the wand made it look more like a hammer.

“No idea. You’ve already picked it, so what’s there to fuss about? Your choice reflects your preferences,” I replied half-heartedly.

“No, I mean, this wand looks familiar, like a staff from a game I played. Don’t you think holding something this big feels secure?”

She said, fiddling with the wand, giving off the vibe of a melee mage.

“Alright, secure, huh? I hadn’t thought of that. As long as you like it.”

I brought Dongli Yiren back to the dorm.

My takeout was sitting at the door, probably getting cold.

On the way back, Dongli Yiren wasn’t as withdrawn as before, perhaps because she was holding something, or maybe her fear had faded.

I noticed she kept fiddling with the Badge the whole way, and I was worried she’d get excited and accidentally blow up the bus.

We wouldn’t be able to afford the damages even if we sold her off.

I didn’t want to lose my first housemate like that.

Thankfully, we made it back safely.

“Dongli Yiren, aren’t you going upstairs to pick a bedroom?”

I asked casually, placing my takeout in the kitchen’s heating box.

“Oh, right, I forgot. Sorry,” Dongli Yiren, still caught up in her excitement, quickly snapped out of it.

Earlier, she wasn’t in a rush, but now she needed a place to store her new Magic Wand and Badge, so she obediently complied.

“The first room upstairs is mine. Don’t pick the wrong one,” I called out, sticking my head out to remind her.

I hadn’t locked my bedroom door, but I’d already taken the key.

The bedrooms didn’t have clear labels.

Wouldn’t that make it easy to walk into the wrong one?

“Got it.”

With her clear reply, I started eating my dinner.

Speaking of which, wasn’t Dongli Yiren hungry?

It was already evening, but that wasn’t my concern.

If she was hungry, she could figure it out herself.

At most, I’d teach her how to order takeout.

Honestly, having a housemate suddenly felt like a dream novel, but with a hint of caution.

After all, Dongli Yiren used to be a boy.

Daily life is indeed a bit troublesome now.

For example, I couldn’t be as carefree about things like showering anymore.

I’d need to wrap myself tightly in a bathrobe in the bathroom.

And I’d have to lock the door while showering.

Who knew if Dongli Yiren had any weird habits, like peeping?

She seemed to accept her new identity pretty quickly, completely unlike the protagonists in the gender-bender novels I’d read in my past life.

Better be cautious.

I couldn’t underestimate her just because of this.

What if she was secretly enjoying it more than me?

You never know.

I lay on the living room sofa, rare for me to turn on the TV.

After all, eating while watching TV was a rare treat.

After turning it on, I fiddled around and found most channels were paid, and many seemed to connect to the outside world.

I even saw an animated show my younger brother used to watch.

The TVs at Witch Academy weren’t much different from those outside, except they were powered by magic.

I browsed some free channels, like official news ones.

I wasn’t usually interested in this world’s mundane news, but when I switched to one channel, my eyes lit up.

The TV was showing what looked like intense battle footage.

After looking closely, I realized it was a live broadcast, despite the late hour.

In the footage, I saw figures fighting in the air.

I wasn’t sure if the broadcast equipment was just bad, but the visuals were blurry, barely better than street cameras, giving off a classified-quality vibe.

Amid the noisy background and the host’s intermittent commentary, I roughly pieced together what was happening.

This was a battle involving “Transcendents”, the term ordinary people used for those in the academies who wielded extraordinary powers.

Now, these Transcendents were brazenly causing large-scale destruction and fighting for unknown reasons.

I’d seen something like this during the academy’s recruitment, but it wasn’t this extreme, was it?

The commentary kept explaining the conflicting parties.

One side I didn’t catch clearly, but it definitely wasn’t one of the Three Great Top-tier Academies or Witch Academy.

On the other hand, though, I knew Imp Academy well.

At this, my interest spiked, and I even forgot about my food.

According to the host, this was the first time in recent years that Transcendents had engaged in such reckless combat in the outside world.

The damage had already affected several streets, with incalculable casualties and economic losses.

Frontline reporters kept switching perspectives; apparently, there were plenty of fearless journalists.

Some even connected with representatives from the Three Great Top-tier Academies for their opinions.

I didn’t care much about that, but looking closer, I realized the battle was happening in the city I used to live in.

This gave me a bad feeling.

Imp Academy, my old city, these two elements together made it hard not to overthink.

The TV then aired some expert and professor analyses about the culprit, Imp Academy.

Imp Academy wasn’t very old, one of the youngest among the extraordinary academies.

Its reputation was quite poor, and it hadn’t yet produced its first graduating class, showing just how new it was.

This Transcendent disaster had broken the tacit agreement between extraordinary academies, potentially sparking a world-affecting Transcendent war like those of the last century.

As I watched an academy official.

I wasn’t sure which academy said this, so I sat up straight.

A world-affecting Transcendent war?

That was thrilling.

From the history I could access in this world, there had been seven Transcendent wars.

The first two were vaguely described, but the later five were documented in detail.

Even the triggers, like the founding of new academies, were recorded.

Since history was written by the victors, it carried a lot of weight.

Thinking about it, Imp Academy fit the pattern.

It really was possible.

Could I actually be someone who witnesses a world-changing event?

I was getting inexplicably excited.