Although the group from Cloud Academy had left, the nearby residents seemed reluctant to leave.

The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the docks.

Two unsophisticated out-of-towners and a flamboyant woman—this odd trio gave Cloud Academy a huge surprise.

Exchanging ideas with someone from the same academy is not considered deliberately causing trouble.

Moreover, apart from Cheng Yaqi's school uniform, this commotion caused absolutely no damage to the surrounding area.

In the face of many great beings, such trivial matters are like children playing house, not worth paying much attention to.

Only a careful observer would notice that the lotus flower in Xiao He's palm, though its origin is unknown, is certainly no ordinary flower.

Many people have even started to secretly harbor such thoughts.

Even if a level 5 priest manages to win against a careless senior by chance, what can he do when faced with a robber who kills and steals?

However, the person in question remained calm and composed, waving his hand, and He Yu turned into a wisp of white smoke, dissipating with the wind.

"this!"

"this?"

This... touches on a blind spot in the knowledge of the indigenous people.

Where's the space container?

A ring? A necklace? A bracelet?

Even a cheap storage bag will do!

How could it just "turn into smoke and dissipate"...?

Where did you hide the treasure?

How should I report this to my superiors when I get back?

...

Xiao He had no idea what these natives were thinking; his mind was currently filled with thoughts of his innate skills.

He loves things like starting with a ten-pull and getting an SSR character.

[Please wait, talent skill is being drawn...]

Xiao He rubbed his hands together, waiting expectantly for the lottery results.

"Hey, Xiao He."

A deep male voice suddenly rang out from behind.

Xiao He was so frightened by this man of unknown origin that he shuddered, and even the prize pool trembled.

"Damn it, Wang Xuefeng, do you walk without making a sound?!"

"I've called you twice, what are you staring at?"

"I..." Xiao He instantly came to his senses.

The man in front of me was tall and thin; he really was tall, and he really was thin.

Perhaps because "Xiao He" is only 1.5 meters tall, this man, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, appears so tall and imposing...

"Is this you?" Xiao He tilted his head back and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Unfortunately, Wang Xuefeng couldn't see his expression.

He was wearing a worn-out trench coat and a tattered cowboy hat, and looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had two revolvers strapped to his waist, one on each side, and an old sniper rifle slung across his back.

His blond hair, just reaching his shoulders, was covered in dust and had lost its luster. His skin was a normal wheat color, and his face had sharp, defined features, making him quite handsome.

The only unusual thing was that a thick black cloth strip completely covered his eyes.

"Yes, it's me."

"You really can't see anything at all?" Xiao He asked in surprise.

"yes."

"Uh, this one..." Nan Bai stared blankly at the two talking, feeling that Xiao He today was nothing like Xiao He.

"Oh, that's a long story. I'll tell you about it later." Xiao He looked around, feeling a bit of a headache.

“Instructor Honglian, why don’t you take us back to the academy first? It doesn’t seem like we should stay here any longer…”

Hearing Xiao He call her name, Honglian snapped out of her reverie.

"Okay, follow me."

-

Noon.

The group of four entered Flying Dragon City through the east gate, wandered through the streets and alleys, bought some things, and then left the city through the west gate.

The Black Street Forest, on the western outskirts of Flying Dragon City.

This forest is not large, only about a quarter the size of the city, and it got its name from a dark street that existed there a hundred years ago.

However, later on, this dark street was occupied by the Fifth Junior High School, which has been the school campus for seventy years now...

The three listened to Honglian recount the history of the academy and found it all quite incredible.

Judging from its appearance, the Fifth Junior High School seventy years ago was a force that could beat up the underworld in Nanshan and kick the local bullies in Beihai. However, with the passage of time, it has long lost its former glory.

Yunduan Academy has only been established for sixty years, yet it has already ranked third in mainland China. This speed of advancement is unprecedented.

Even at its peak, the Fifth Junior High School was only quite famous locally, far from being renowned throughout the continent.

Looking around, this dark street is also a very old street.

With at least a century of history, every brick and tile here is imbued with an ancient atmosphere.

At the street corner, there is a dilapidated signboard with the six large characters "Chu Wu Magic Academy" written in a flamboyant style.

There is no title such as "Affiliated School of Cloud Magic Academy".

"Giggle..."

"Cluck cluck, cluck cluck..."

As soon as the four entered, they heard the sound of a hen laying an egg coming from somewhere.

Honglian paused, her brows furrowing slightly.

"No, something's wrong."

Upon hearing this, Nan Bai immediately became alert. He clenched his fists in front of his chest, and lightning instantly spread from his palms to his entire arm.

Honglian also cautiously looked around: "Nothing seems different here, but Xiaohua's voice is a warning. Be careful."

Honglian could also imagine that in a city full of people and eyes, there would always be one or two people who would risk their lives for money and have their eyes on Xiao He's lotus flower.

The address of the Fifth Junior High School is not a secret, and it is expected that those with ulterior motives would lay in ambush in advance.

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