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CHAPTER 9: RETURNING TO THE LECTURE HALL
Author: Jajajuba
last update2025-03-26 21:55:54

"I won’t hurt you," Hansen spoke softly. "But you must understand that what you did was wrong."

The man lowered his head, his face filled with guilt. "I know… But I had no other choice," his voice trembled. "I’ve been looking for a job, but no one wants to hire someone like me. My children… they haven’t eaten since yesterday."

Hansen fell silent for a moment. He understood what it was like to survive in a cruel world.

He reached into his pocket, took out some cash, and handed it to the man.

Fortunately, Laotaro had previously given him plenty of cash, allowing him to carry it around and use it freely.

"I don’t like thieves, but I also can’t stand by and watch children go hungry. Use this to buy them proper food."

The man stared at the money with wide eyes, then looked back at Hansen in shock.

"Sir…"

"Don’t steal again," Hansen added before the man could say anything further. "If I catch you doing it again, I won’t be this kind."

“Also, make sure to use the remaining money as capital for a business!” he added.

The man swallowed hard and then bowed deeply. "Thank you… Thank you so much, Sir!"

Hansen simply nodded and walked away, leaving the narrow alley.

As he stepped out, he looked up at the sky.

"This world is full of harsh realities…" he muttered. "But as long as I’m here, I won’t let such things happen in front of me."

Hansen went home and changed his clothes. Today, he planned to attend his classes. As a medical student at Uraya City University, he was already in his sixth semester. However, due to various problems the original owner of this body faced, he had barely attended any classes. If he didn’t fix his record soon, he could be expelled.

Hansen looked at himself in the mirror after dressing neatly. "A medical student, huh?" He smirked. "Interesting."

In his previous life, he was an expert in martial arts and ancient medicine. However, this world seemed to have a far more advanced medical system in terms of technology. This gave him a chance to understand new approaches to healing.

After ensuring everything was in order, Hansen grabbed his bag and left the apartment.

Uraya City University was quite busy that morning. Students bustled about, some chatting with friends, while others focused on their books or laptop screens.

As Hansen stepped into the campus grounds, several students immediately glanced at him.

"Eh? Isn’t that Hansen?"

"He still goes here?"

"I thought he had dropped out…"

Whispers began spreading around him. The previous owner of this body was known for rarely attending classes, and there were even rumors that he was often involved in trouble.

However, Hansen paid no mind to their stares. He simply walked casually toward his classroom.

As he entered the lecture hall, he instantly attracted attention.

At the front row, a woman with long wavy hair stared at him in shock. It was Yuran, one of the top students in the medical faculty and vice president of the student council.

"Hansen?" Yuran frowned. "I didn’t expect you to still have the nerve to come here."

Hansen turned to her and smirked. "Why not?"

"You do realize, don’t you? The professor was close to expelling you because you missed so many classes. There’s no point in coming now," she said coldly.

Hansen sat down calmly in his seat. "I’ll catch up on everything I missed," he replied casually.

Yuran sighed, clearly unconvinced. "If you’re joking, this isn’t the time."

The lecture hall fell silent as the professor entered the room. All students quickly took their seats, preparing to listen to the lesson. However, many still stole glances at Hansen—the student who had been missing for so long suddenly reappearing.

The professor, a middle-aged man named Professor Leon, raised an eyebrow when he saw Hansen sitting in the back row.

"Hansen?" His voice was neutral, but there was a hint of surprise. "I didn’t expect you to still attend this class."

Hansen smirked. "I realize I’ve missed a lot, Professor. I’ll make up for it."

"Hahahaha!" Laughter erupted in the classroom at Hansen’s words.

But it quickly died down when they noticed Professor Leon’s sharp gaze.

A few students chuckled quietly, as if mocking his statement. How could someone on the verge of being expelled suddenly catch up?

Professor Leon sighed. "You know, medicine isn’t a field you can master overnight. You’ve been absent for too long. Even if you start now, I doubt you can pass the final exam."

Hansen didn’t respond immediately. As someone who had mastered ancient healing techniques in his previous life, he wasn’t too worried. However, he also knew that modern education had its own standards.

"I’ll prove that I can, Professor," he said confidently.

Professor Leon studied Hansen’s expression for a few moments before finally giving a small smile. "Alright then, let’s see how far your abilities go."

The lecture proceeded as usual, discussing the human nervous system and related disorders. Hansen listened attentively, occasionally jotting down interesting notes. Some students still treated his presence as a joke, but he didn’t care.

When the question-and-answer session began, Professor Leon suddenly directed his gaze at Hansen.

"Alright, since you just returned, I’d like to test your understanding," he said while adjusting his glasses. "Can you explain the mechanism of the body's reflex response to sudden stimuli?"

Some students chuckled.

"Hansen is definitely going to fail!" someone whispered in the corner.

However, without hesitation, Hansen answered smoothly, "A reflex response is the body's automatic reaction to stimuli, occurring without conscious brain processing. This mechanism involves the reflex arc, where stimuli are received by sensory receptors, transmitted through sensory neurons to the spinal cord, processed by interneurons, and then responded to by motor neurons that activate effectors such as muscles or glands."

The room fell silent.

Professor Leon paused for a moment before nodding. "A very accurate answer."

Several students widened their eyes.

"What just happened?"

"Since when is Hansen this smart?"

Even Yuran, who had previously dismissed him, looked shocked. She never expected that the man they all considered lazy could answer the question flawlessly.

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