Muyang stayed in the manor in Malm? for half a month, spending his days walking, chatting and reading, and at night embracing Kejun's gentle body. Gradually, the fear in Muyang's heart decreased a lot, and his mood also became much calmer.

  He now understands why the system stipulates that after death, one can only re-enter the task world after a month. The fear of death is not something ordinary people can recover from immediately, even if half a month has passed, Mu Yang still doesn't want to go back to the task world and experience death again.

  Back to the modern time and space, it's already mid-August now, and there's only half a month left before school starts. Mu Yang is preparing not to run around everywhere, not to enter the task world, except for occasionally going to see Ke Jun, other times just stay at home.

  In early September, I received a call from the school and was asked to participate in a meeting for student leaders like Mu Yang who were mainly based in Beijing or nearby areas to welcome new students.

  The meeting was held and tasks were assigned. Mu Yang was in charge of reception and registration at the school. He did this last year without any problems, so the leaders of the English Department were very satisfied, and it's the same this year.

  After the meeting, everyone had dinner together. Mu Yang and Counselor Liu sat together, and Counselor Liu brought up the old topic again, saying that the college intended to let Mu Yang serve as the president of the student union for a term.

  "Teacher Liu, it's not that I don't want to give you and Principal Tian face, but the truth is that there are just too many plans for fourth grade."

  "You've already finished your Japanese exam, and you won't start English for another half year, no need to be so anxious."

  "Let me tell you. Firstly, I'm a senior and need to do an internship which will take up some time. Secondly, I have to pass the English proficiency test. Thirdly, and most importantly, I plan to apply for graduate school."

  "Applying for graduate school? I thought you said you were going to look for a job directly?"

  "Isn't there still a year left? I want to give it a try and get my master's degree during the school period."

  Mr. Liu looked at Mu Yang with a slightly distrustful gaze, "Are you serious? Have you finished your undergraduate studies? Have you received your bachelor's degree certificate? If you start preparing now, it would be good if you can get into graduate school before graduation in the fourth year and also get a master's degree."

  "Do you suspect?"

  "You must be joking, you're not exactly known for being diligent in your studies, how did you suddenly come up with such a grand ideal? And to top it off, you want to finish your master's degree in one year and graduate with two certificates at the same time. You really are an idealistic young man." Old Liu teased Mu Yang with these words.

  Old Liu smiled and patted Muyang's shoulder, picked up a glass of beer, and said to the people at the table: "For everyone's ideals, let's have a drink."

  "Cheers."

  "Cheers." The classmates raised their glasses and cheered.

  This is not an excuse for Mu Yang, but Mu Yang's real thoughts now. Whether he can do it or not depends on his luck, but he has already made up his mind to try his best. Let's see if he succeeds or not, there's no harm in trying.

  He never dared to think like this before, but after working and participating in the joint examination, now that he has a system on his body, he might actually be able to get a master's degree.

  Starting in September, new students began to enroll one after another. Mu Yang entered a busy period. Outside the English Department, rows of tables were set up where student union cadres and teachers jointly welcomed new students. Mu Yang was one of the organizers on the student side. Teacher Liu was also very laid-back, leaving tasks such as buying water, buying meals, arranging schedules, etc. all to Mu Yang. Sometimes when there weren't enough people, he even had to go up and help out. Those few days were so busy that they couldn't be opened, but it was very fulfilling.

  After the principal's speech at the welcoming ceremony, this batch of students is considered to have truly enrolled. However, there will be a welcoming party in the college afterwards, and the student union will hold another meeting to arrange their respective tasks. Muyang is responsible for organizing song and dance performances.

  Beiwai is absolutely a place full of talents, the programs are all high-level, no need to pull in strong candidates, but directly brush off those who don't meet the standards, and only leave the best ones. As for the right to decide on the program, Muyang has it, of course, it's just the initial selection.

  The flowers surrounded the swallows, and finally arrived at the welcome party day. The new students looked at it with curiosity, the old students looked at it with excitement, and it was safe and sound to pass by. Finally, Mu Yang also relaxed, and from now on, he can attend classes with peace of mind.

  He has a heavy workload this year, so he must work hard to catch up. First, he needs to earn enough credits, and then worry about other things later. All the subjects he can take have been registered, now it's just waiting for the exam.

  Muyang's only dependence now is that he can take his books to the Malmo Manor in the anti-war space-time to study. It's quiet and warm here, with someone to take care of him, it's really a good place to read books. Others use one month, he uses three months, others use three months, he uses half a year. He studies at Malmo Manor for half a year, and he doesn't believe he can't pass the exam. He plans to get enough credits directly before November.

  Actually, when the New Year's Eve party was held, Mu Yang's 30-day death cooldown had already arrived, and he could go to the European battlefield at any time. However, he still has a lingering fear of that place, although the psychological trauma has largely healed. Nevertheless, it doesn't mean he isn't afraid of death; he just doesn't want to face it yet, which requires great courage.

  Let's just wait and see, no need to rush, it's fine. I can read books here with a beautiful companion by my side, why bother going through those things in the past?

  Every day, 'green clothes hold inkstone to urge the volume, red sleeves add fragrance to accompany reading', Mei Yang is also happy and forgets about Sichuan. Occasionally, she returns to modern times and space for a trip, takes some materials, buys some books, and then quickly returns.

  Zhang Changjiu and Wu Ma's family also arrived, Xia Kejun was very happy, finally having someone to talk to. Xiao Ying continued to serve as her personal maid, Wu Ma took charge of Chinese food and drink, Zhang Changjiu assisted Anderson in managing the estate's affairs. Of course, it's too early to say that they managed the affairs now, their language barrier hadn't passed yet, even Xia Kejun only knew a few simple Swedish phrases, they would learn more in the days to come.

  The land outside the manor can't be left to waste, Anderson had asked Mu Yang about it before, but Mu Yang hadn't made up his mind yet, so it was just left idle like that, and besides, Mu Yang wasn't short of that bit of money either.

  However, during this period of reading, Muyang did come up with an idea. He planned to turn his land into a rose garden and flower field. If the surrounding flowers were in full bloom, he would be surrounded by them, which would be a very comfortable thing, and it would also greatly improve his taste and temperament, much better than growing wheat and raising cattle.

  Later, these flowers can be sold, and Muyang knows that the future flower market will be a very lucrative and promising agricultural project, so investing in a rose garden is both beautiful and profitable.

  Muyang shared this idea with everyone and got unanimous agreement.

  The final plan is to have a large rose garden, followed by other flowers, and several greenhouses for cultivating flowers and growing vegetables, fruits, and melons. At least we can supply ourselves, and the surplus can be sold. We also want to plant some fruit trees nearby, not for sale, but for aesthetics. Finally, we will set up a small vineyard, and later build a small workshop-style winery, producing our own wine, of course, not for sale, just for fun.

  Is this what they call enjoying life?