Are you crazy! You call this an assist?

Chapter 709: Cliche

Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to press on the stone pillar representing the skill.

Suddenly, the whole stone pillar lit up with a rainbow-like light.

Jiang Chen was wrapped in a colorful ball of light.

He kept chanting: "I am in the gate of reality, I am in the gate of reality..."

Then, he felt dizzy in his mind and his eyes fell into darkness.

...

"Master Jiang Chen, it's almost noon, get up and eat something."

Suddenly, a female voice that sounded very young sounded.

Jiang Chen quickly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed in a bedroom.

The room was very simple, even a little simple, but very spacious and bright.

Especially the structure of the room, it looked very grand.

Jiang Chen rubbed his dizzy head, and his heart was full of confusion: "Where is this?"

He only remembered that he was originally a student of the Warrior Department of the Imperial Academy, and later passed the magic test and became a student of the Magic Department.

The last thing he remembered was that he couldn't cast magic.

As for why he appeared here, Jiang Chen had no impression.

He didn't even know why he appeared in this world.

"Master Jiang Chen, are you up?"

At this time, a girl's voice came from outside the door again.

Jiang Chen got up and walked out of the bed.

When he passed the center of the room, he saw his appearance in a square mirror against the wall on his left hand side.

Jiang Chen's body froze and he walked quickly to the mirror.

He saw that he was very young in the mirror, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his slightly immature face was full of confusion.

"Is this me?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but mutter, and then looked carefully again, and found that the person in the mirror did look like himself, but it was himself when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was a little confused about what was going on.

Then he shook his head and turned around and walked out of the room.

After pushing open the door, a wide courtyard paved with stone bricks came into view.

A slightly thin figure was drying clothes on the bamboo poles built on the west side of the yard.

This is a girl who looks only fourteen or fifteen years old. She is wearing a light green dress and her long hair is tied into a ponytail.

The girl has a pretty face, but her face is a little pale, a bit like the sickly white of malnutrition.

Especially her body, which is too thin, as if it can be broken in two at any time.

"Master Jiang Chen, you are up!"

The girl saw Jiang Chen and showed joy on her face. She quickly put down the clothes in her hand and said, "I made porridge and will bring it to you now!"

"Wait."

Jiang Chen stopped her: "I have some questions to ask you."

"Questions? Okay, Master Jiang Chen, you ask."

The girl nodded and walked closer.

"Where is this place? I remember I was in the Imperial College before, why did I come here? And who are you?"

Jiang Chen asked a series of questions.

Every question made the girl's face more surprised.

When she heard the last question, the girl was even more surprised and anxious and said, "Master Jiang Chen, what's wrong with you? I'm Irene!"

She even grabbed Jiang Chen's wrist and said anxiously, "This is your home. You came back from the Imperial College by yourself. Have you forgotten?"

"My head is a little uncomfortable and I don't remember the past very clearly."

Jiang Chen paused and then asked, "Why did I come back from the Imperial College?"

There was a very strong voice in his heart telling him that he should go back to the Imperial College.

"You just said that you can't use magic and don't want to go to the college. You have been staying in the bedroom for the past few days after you came back and rarely come out." Irene replied.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Chen's eyes were stunned, and he said to himself, "I was frustrated and ran back home by myself?"

Am I so fragile?

He then thought of another thing. If he ran back like this, he would not be expelled, right?

Afterwards, he chatted with Irene for a while and asked many questions.

Jiang Chen also had a general understanding of his situation:

He was a noble young master in a small town. His family was quite well-off, but his parents died unexpectedly a few years ago, and the servants resigned one after another, leaving only him and the little maid Irene to depend on each other.

Fortunately, he was admitted to the Imperial College at the beginning of this year, which gave him infinite hope for the future.

But now, he ran back from the college because of frustration.

…

"Master Jiang Chen, it's already afternoon, I have to go to work, and I'll talk to you in the evening. Remember to drink the porridge in the kitchen."

Irene said immediately that she was going out.

"Work?"

Jiang Chen was a little confused.

"Well, I work as a handyman in someone else's house."

Irene replied.

"Is your family so poor?"

Jiang Chen was stunned.

"When the young master entered the Imperial College, he paid a lot of tuition fees, all of which were borrowed."

Eileen whispered: "I have to pay back the interest every month, and I have to go out to work every day, but even so it is far from enough."

Seeing that Jiang Chen looked a little serious, she smiled again: "It's okay, Eileen is not afraid of hardship, as long as the young master Jiang Chen doesn't continue to be depressed."

"This..."

Jiang Chen was speechless for a while.

Erin looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. On Blue Star, she should be studying at this age.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Just then, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the courtyard gate.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but look over: "Who is it?"

"I'll go see."

Erin's face changed slightly, then she took a deep breath and walked over quickly.

As the door opened, a fat man in blue with a big belly and a very sturdy man appeared at the entrance.

The fat man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with fat on his face, and even his neck could not be seen.

The man behind him was about thirty years old, nearly two meters tall, shaved bald, and there was a hideous scar on his head.

His face was enough to be called a fierce and evil monster.

"Little Erin, do you know what day it is today?"

The fat man said to Erin with a happy face: "It's the day you pay back the money!"

Erin stood in front of him, like a chopstick standing in front of a melon.

"Hausen, give me two more days. My salary for this month will be paid the day after tomorrow. I will definitely pay you back then."

Eileen said in a pleading tone.

"No, I have already given you a week's grace period."

Hausen shook his head and said, "I must pay it back today. By the way, your eldest son who was admitted to the Imperial College is back. Doesn't he have any money?"

As he said that, he tilted his head and looked at Jiang Chen in the depths of the courtyard: "It seems that he is really at home. Then pay me back, Jiang Chen."

"I... have no money."

Jiang Chen had already touched his pockets and found that he had no money at all.

"No money?"

Hausen smiled contemptuously, "No money is easy to say. How about we make a deal?"

Jiang Chen: "What deal?"

While sweeping his eyes over Eileen, Hausen said, "You sell little Eileen to me, and our debt will be written off!"

As soon as these words came out, Eileen was stunned. She subconsciously looked at Jiang Chen with tears in her eyes.

"What a cliché plot..."

Jiang Chen rubbed his brows with a headache.

"What did you say?"

Hausen didn't understand.

"I said..."