Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 1



White Eagle Federation, St. George\'s University.

The hot summer afternoon sun, through the shade of trees, casts mottled light spots on the grass.

The loose lawn gently supported his lying body, and the fragrance of grass and flowers lingered at the tip of his nose, which made Sulu squint comfortably.

Wearing a pure white shirt, he untied a few buttons on his chest, showing a slightly lined chest and healthy skin, combined with angular facial features, sky blue pupils and a blond short hair, he naturally has an uninhibited temperament.

... well, the above is pure nonsense. In fact, Sulu\'s appearance can only be regarded as average, just because he is young and has the unique vitality of teenagers. It is the best proof that he is still a single dog at the end of his college life.

"Unknowingly, it has been four years. I\'m going to graduate from college..."

Sulu opened his eyes sadly and looked up at the starry sky.

Originally, he was not an aboriginal in this world, but from another time and space. As a salted fish who had graduated for several years, he achieved nothing. After playing games all night, he was black and fell on the computer - wearing it!!

"Even young people can\'t stay up late..." Sulu sighed sadly.

As a past person, he regretted it very much.

Obviously, it\'s just a shoddy third rate game. Why did you fall into it?

From the very beginning, I struggled for another minute and went to sleep. After hitting this monster, I went to sleep immediately. After this task, I didn\'t know it... Eh? How did the hours go by?

Not only games, but also novels, movies and TV dramas. Even if you bite your teeth and swear, once staying up late becomes a habit, it\'s hard to quit.

"Alas... For those who stay up late, the probability of sudden death is far greater than that of crossing. Don\'t try easily..."

Sulu sighed again.

Don\'t think that once you cross, you will immediately embark on the subversion of life and marry Bai Fumei. Facts have proved that even if you cross, the salted fish is still a salted fish!

Well, let\'s introduce the identity of the jumper.

Sulu portley, whose full name is Sulu Dunstan andRich rohad... The long paragraph in the middle of the name is actually of little use. It represents the increase of several intermarriages and major events in history. It is also a traditional custom of the White Eagle Federation, which is deeply hated by many officials. Today, when the name simplification movement is advocated, the identity on official documents, It\'s Sulu portley, 21, a near graduate of St. George\'s University.

Average appearance, average grades, barely enough credits, but graduation is not guaranteed, facing the problems of unemployment and job selection

Sulu\'s heart at this time was full of resentment.

This dress is... Too technical! Not only does it not even have the necessary golden fingers to cross the stream, the most important thing is that there is no \'gram\' in this long name.

Otherwise, we will directly change our name to Sulu Ke and embark on the road of life\'s big winner and dark demon king.

Or, it\'s good to play the magic world with a direct surname of Potter.

Unfortunately, his name is not Sulu K, or Sulu Potter. The above is just the hysteria of salted fish.

"Fortunately... We don\'t have nothing!"

Sulu half sat up, took the notebook aside, bit the pen and began to write and draw.

After four years, he finally made clear his environment. The country where St. George\'s University is located is called the White Eagle Federation. It has a history of 278 years, a population of about 30 million, a vast region and occupies a place on the world stage.

As for the level of science and technology, it is roughly equivalent to the popularity of Steampunk from the first industrial revolution to the second industrial revolution.

In my last life, as a science and engineering dog, I managed to master my skills after graduation. In terms of today\'s scientific research level, even if I can\'t stand alone in the world, I can\'t make a living at all.

Sulu frowned and began to list the Outline: "although some knowledge points are obviously not common because of the different world, I still sorted out some useful information after searching for information in my university and beating around the Bush..."

Don\'t underestimate the elite of the world!

In my last life, I was not a big winner in any discipline, but an undergraduate under exam oriented education. My major was detailed, but it was not in-depth.

Besides, crossing is your biggest secret. You must find a way to cover it up. It\'s impossible to put forward any theory directly or make a blockbuster - that\'s so eye-catching!

In recent years, Sulu spent most of his spare time in the library, looking for the fit between his knowledge system and the new world.

——He won\'t admit that it\'s because he can\'t find a girlfriend and has no leisure after school.

Alas, speaking of it, why do you want to cry so much.

It\'s a country of immigrants, white, yellow and even all kinds of races. The atmosphere is open, but it\'s hard to change the character of otaku and still can\'t find a girlfriend. How can it be sad?

Thankfully, as soon as I put it on, I directly entered the university life. I left my hometown and had a long way to go. During the holidays, I stayed here in the name of work study program. Basically, I didn\'t go back and was not exposed in front of my relatives.

"It\'s strange to say that Sulu portley\'s family seems to be very poor. The key is that he seems to have fallen out with his family because of something. It\'s equivalent to going out to college. In recent years, there are only a few letters and no relatives. He\'s really lucky..."

Sulu tapped his head with a pen.

The original body seems to have experienced some painful upheavals. Some memories are very vague. I vaguely remember the location of my family and a few relatives. There are few contacts in recent years, and there are only a few outlines in my memories.

"Is it the memory broken caused by my crossing?"

Sulu felt guilty, but he wouldn\'t run home to prove it.

"Hey, brother, your sandwich! And the letter!"

While Sulu was meditating, a shadow came down.

He turned his neck and saw a young white man coming. It was his roommate and bad friend, Sean.

Sean is thin, tall, with triangular eyes and wine red hair. He wears black short sleeves and a silver white necklace around his neck. He looks cool, but it makes no sense to put it on him. With a sense of obscenity, he smiles and hands over a sandwich with an envelope, revealing white teeth: "four copper in total! It contains tips."

Sulu rolled his eyes, knew the guy\'s temper, took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them to him: "thank you... But as a waiter and postman, your charge is too high."

"Oh, brother, don\'t you know the distance between the dormitory and the mailbox? Those damn dormitories are hideously lazy..." Sean shrugged his shoulders and looked curious again. "Look, maybe your offer letter has come."