White Eagle Federation, St. George's University.

It's hot in the summer afternoon, the sun casts mottled spots of light on the grass through the shade of the trees.

There is a lying body on the loose lawn, and the scent of grass and flowers lingers on the tip of his nose, which makes Sulu squint involuntarily.

Sulu is wearing a pure white shirt, unbuttoning a few buttons on his chest, he reveals a slightly lined chest and healthy skin, with angular facial features, sky blue pupils, and short golden curly hair. Naturally, there is one. This unruly temperament.

……Well, the above is pure bullshit. In fact, Sulu's appearance can only be regarded as average, just because of his young age, he has the unique vitality of teenagers, and he was still single at the end of his university life .

"Unknowingly, four years have passed, and college is about to graduate..."

Sulu opened his eyes in a daze, looking up at the starry sky in a sad state.

He was originally not a native of this world, but from another time and space. As a salted fish who graduated for several years, he did nothing. After playing games all night, he went black before his eyes and fell on the computer-wear it!

"Even young people can't stay up late..." Su Lu sighed sadly again.

Don't think that you will immediately embark on the subversion of your life and marry a princess after traveling through space. Facts have proved that salted fish is still a salted fish even if it crosses!

Well, here is the identity of the space traveler.

Sulu Portelli, full name Sulu Dunstan Andric Rohad...Mon Portelli, the long paragraph in the middle of the name is actually not very useful, which represents several intermarriage and major events in history. It is also a traditional custom of the White Eagle Federation, which has made many officials hate it. Today, when the name simplification movement is advocated, the identity on official documents is Sulu Portree. Twenty-one years old, a near graduate of St. George's University.

Average appearance, average grades, barely enough credits, and the graduation does not include the job distribution, so Sulu is facing the difficulties of unemployment and career choice...

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At this time, Sulu was full of resentment.

This space traveling...too unskilled! Not only doesn’t even have the golden fingers, but the most important thing is that there is no ‘ke’ in this long name.

Or, let's change our name directly to Suluke, and then embark on the road of being a big winner in life and the great dark demon.

Or, it would be nice to play in the wizarding world with the surname Potter directly.

Unfortunately, he is not called Suluke or Sulu Potter, the above is just a hysterical thought.

"Fortunately... we don't have nothing!"

Sulu sat up halfway, took the notebook on the side, bit the pen and began to write and draw.

Four years after the journey, he finally figured out his own 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, and a vast territory on the world stage. Which has a place on top.

As for the level of technology, it is roughly equivalent to steampunk prevailing after the first industrial revolution in the previous life and the second industrial revolution.

As a polytechnic student in his previous life, after graduation, he barely mastered a skill. In terms of the current level of scientific research, even if he can't be called a unique world, it's not a problem to earn a meal.

Sulu frowned and began to list out the outline: "Although some knowledge points are obviously not universal because of the different world, after searching for information in my university, I still sorted out some useful ones..."

Don't underestimate the elite of this world!

In my previous life, I was not a great subject, I was just an undergraduate under exam-oriented education, with detailed specialization, but not in-depth.

Besides, crossing is your biggest secret, you must find a way to conceal it, it is impossible to directly put forward any theory, or make a blockbuster-that is too eye-catching!

In the past few years, Sulu spent most of his spare time in the library, looking for the point of convergence between his knowledge system and the new world.

He will not admit that this is because he can't find a girlfriend and has no leisure time after school.

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

Obviously crossing a country of immigrants, there are whites, yellow races, and even all kinds of races. The atmosphere is open, but the male character is hard to change, and there is still no girlfriend. How can it be sad?

Thankfully, as soon as I traveled through, I went straight into college life. I left my hometown and traveled a long way. I used the name of work-study during the vacation. I didn't leave here, and I basically never went back. I finally didn't expose it to the relatives of this body.

"It's very strange to say that Sulu Portree's family seems to be very poor. The key point is that he broke up with the family because of something, which is equivalent to going out to college. There are only a few letters in a few years. Letters and no relatives came, so lucky..."

Sulu knocked his head with his pen.

The original body seems to have experienced some tragic and dramatic changes. Some of the memories are very vague, and only vaguely remember the location of the family and a few relatives. In the past few years, there have been few contacts, and there are only a few outlines in the memory.

"Could it be that the memory fragmentation caused by my crossing through different world?"

Sulu was a little guilty, but he wouldn't run home to verify if he was killed.

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

Just as Sulu pondered, a shadow was cast.

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

Sean is tall and thin, with triangular eyes, burgundy hair, black short sleeves, and a silver necklace around his neck. It looks cool, but on his body, it doesn’t make sense. A wretched feeling. At this time, he smiled and passed a sandwich and an envelope, revealing his white teeth: "A total of four coppers! It contains a tip."

Sulu rolled his eyes, knowing this guy's temper, took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them over: "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 housekeepers, one by one, are so lazy..." Sean shrugged his shoulders, with curiosity on his face: "Look at it. Look, maybe your offer letter has come."