The magic motorcycle passed through a green field and moved forward on a wide tree-lined avenue. The sunlight shone through the tender green leaves and scattered on the road. The shadows of the trees fell on the students standing by the window. The light and shadow were staggered, and the young and beautiful faces exuded youthful vitality.

"We're here. Everyone, get off the bus first and don't run around. Then I'll distribute the keys to your dormitories."

Finally, the magic motorcycle stopped at a white building. It was an apartment-style dormitory building, roughly seven or eight stories high. The white walls felt rough to the touch, as hard as sand. Some of the sides were covered in verdant vines, like creepers.

"Number 439, Janice."

"arrive."

"Very good, come here. Here is the key to your room, room 26, on the third floor."

"OK, thanks."

....

Then the staff distributed the keys one by one and explained some precautions.

For example, you are not allowed to stay out overnight, your badge must be worn at all times, violence is prohibited in the college, and after putting your luggage away, you can first look through the freshman handbook, which is the booklet distributed when you get on the bus.

"Number 624, Lorraine."

"exist."

Loran Hill walked forward and took the key.

"Your room is on the 6th floor, room 12."

"Thanks."

Later, Loran Hill walked into the dormitory building. No one lived on the first floor. The first thing that caught his eye was the spacious hall. On both sides of the hall were huge notice boards with notes on freshmen and recent activities. The most eye-catching one was a black notice board with a few large white and blue characters written on the black background.

[Legend of Fengyue! Who will be the strongest this time? A new legend will be revealed in the Skyfall Arena.]

'Stay tuned, March 7th.' There was a line of small print next to it.

Is there any competition or confrontation recently? Loran Hill thought, I'll ask other seniors later, and then walked over with the rattan box.

The corridor is also quite wide, and portraits of some outstanding graduates are hung on the walls next to it.

[Griet, Third Age 1026-1132, invented the Golden Moon Green Branch Potion.]

[Li Buchou, Third Age 1278-1321, Plantagenet Dynasty, a mighty general who conquered the south.]

....

Each portrait is lifelike and exquisite, and it can be seen that the painter's skills are extremely superb.

When Loran Hill walked to the door of her dormitory, a girl was already standing there. She took the key and carefully inserted it into the keyhole, but it was stuck and couldn't be turned open. She didn't dare to use brute force, so she had to keep trying painstakingly.

"Do you live here too?" Loran Hill walked forward and looked at the house number. It was indeed No. 12.

"Yes, hello." The girl paused, turned around and greeted him, holding the keys in her hand a little stiffly, and the key ring kept turning in her palm.

"Let me try."

Loran Hill put down the box, took out his key, inserted it, turned it with a little force, and with a slight click, the door was pushed open.

"That's amazing, thank you."

"Nothing, it's just a coincidence. We were sitting together in the car and in the same dormitory."

Loran Hill glanced at the girl named Niya, and then they went in together. The dormitory was divided into three rooms, roughly three rectangular blocks side by side. In the middle hall was a large rectangular table, and next to it was a row of shorter cabinets against the wall, with space for storage both on top and inside. The room on the left was divided into two parts: one was the bathroom, and the other was a simple kitchen. The room on the right was the bedroom, with two bunk beds, already made and complete with quilts and pillows.

It looks pretty good, much more comfortable than the university dormitory in my previous life, more like a small apartment, Loran Hill thought.

Putting down the single rattan box, Loran Hill checked the bed. It was clean, with new quilts and pillows. Come to think of it, many of the people here were princesses, princes, and children of nobles. The academy was not short of money, so naturally the bedding had to be better.

"Hello everyone, I'm Alena~"

A girl with a lively voice appeared at the dormitory door. Seeing that there were already people inside, she introduced herself.

"Hello." Nia greeted, and then Loran Hill also walked out of the bedroom.

The girl named Alena put the box in her hand into the dormitory, panting, and then sat down in the hall (which was not very big). Loran Hill was about to introduce herself when a slight cat's meow came from the box next to her.

"Meow~"

Although the sound was not loud, unfortunately, several people in the room were extraordinary people and they all noticed it at once.

"This...this..." Alena's mind was working rapidly, preparing to make up a sad story to get her roommate to agree to let her keep a cat.

"Is there a cat in the box?" Loran Hill asked curiously with a hint of amusement on his face.

"Yes." Since I can't hide it anyway, I might as well admit it, Aliena thought.

"Does the school allow cats?" Niya asked curiously.

"Well... I don't know. I should, probably, maybe, I can keep a cat." Alena said hesitantly, then bent down, opened the box, and picked up a small orange cat.

Alena placed the calico cat on the table so the other roommates could get to know it. Its body was primarily orange and white, with white on its chest and paws. It looked adorable. It stared around with wide eyes, a hint of curiosity and fear.

"So cute~" Niya said with love.

“It’s pretty.”

"How come someone still has a cat in the dormitory? This is against the rules." A familiar voice suddenly appeared at the door. It was the blonde lady in the gold dress from before.

She was no longer accompanied by a group of attendants, but was alone. She waved her folding fan twice in the air, and then the two boxes fell to the ground with a dull sound. It seemed that she had been using the air flow to support the two wooden boxes and walked up easily.

That folding fan was a pearl-level extraordinary creation. After observing it, Loran Hill roughly guessed that this folding fan had the effect of enhancing the ability to control the wind and its stability. It was a relatively rare treasure. The blonde girl herself also had the ability of Sequence 3, so she could do it so easily.

"The school doesn't have any explicit rules prohibiting it. I remember the school even has subjects related to animal taming and extraordinary job introductions." Alena retorted.

"Then you did this without us knowing in advance. Don't you think this is selfish?"

"What if a roommate is allergic to cats? What if someone hates animals? What if the cat isn't clean?"

"I don't want to come home every day and see a bunch of black footprints on my quilt and my clothes being torn." The blonde girl continued.

"This..." Having said that, Alena didn't know how to refute.

"But cats are really cute. They are very obedient and will definitely get along well with everyone."