Chapter 549: The silkworm will not stop spinning silk until it dies, and the candle will not stop shedding tears until it turns to ashes.
Imperial Capital University is very close to the giant space gate in the center of Imperial City.
There is a passage in the campus that leads directly to the core area in the center, and there is no mixing with the military or civilian warriors.
If you say it's far, it's quite far.
The overall campus planning presents a fan-shaped layout, located in the northern area of the imperial capital, encompassing two mountain ranges.
This is an area of teaching and protection, as well as a place for training and fighting.
Countless war beasts were captured from the wild and released into the wild.
While ensuring the safety of the area around the imperial capital, they also serve as subjects for honing their martial arts skills.
If they were not captured and populated artificially, the war beasts in these two mountains would not be able to withstand the ferocious Imperial University students and would be killed in less than two months.
The Yu family's business car is relatively low-key and has no exaggerated decoration.
Although this type of car is not common in the imperial capital, it is not rare either, and did not attract onlookers or attention.
The freshmen who were expecting to be welcomed into the campus by their seniors had no idea that several well-known figures whom they had just seen in the news were passing by them.
The Yu family's business car drove all the way into the campus and drove into the newly built Lingchu Department along the way.
Many students looked curiously at this unopened area when passing by, but not many of them really made up their minds to apply for the exam, and even fewer wanted to choose it as a minor.
Lingchu, as soon as you hear it, it seems to be related to cooking.
As a warrior, after reaching the third level of heaven, you can fast and live on air. What’s the point of cooking delicious food?
As early as the beginning of the martial arts competition, the official media had released the news that the Imperial Capital University had added a new spiritual chef department.
Cooking aliens, turning decay into magic, making dishes have the effect of elixirs
After such outrageous news was released, it naturally attracted the attention of graduating students.
Some people were dismissive of this, believing that the newly established departments must lack substance and were merely exaggerated publicity, and thus treated them as trash.
Some people are curious about this and quietly put it on the list of electives, preparing to acquire another skill;
Some people, upon hearing that one could devour the flesh and blood of other races and transform it into martial arts nourishment, were filled with admiration and lofty ambitions, secretly resolving to be admitted to the Spiritual Cooking Department to enhance the prestige of our race.
Some people, seeing that everything about this newly born Spiritual Chef Department was mysterious, with only the effects of mastering the skills being constantly publicized, believed that the person behind this must be someone very important, and secretly wanted to take a chance.
In short, there are few people who are optimistic about it, few people who are fighting against aging, but there are many people who are just having fun.
Except for the Imperial Capital Alchemy Department.
Because they were directly affiliated with the newly created Lingchu Department and no longer had the various privileges of an independent department.
Different from the alchemists in the world of immortal cultivation who are all rich, the alchemists on Blue Star are really a bit unloved.
Although both are products that began research and development at the same time as the spiritual energy recovery stage, the alchemy system is much weaker than the equipment refining system that can rely on the accumulation of materials science to develop rapidly.
The creation of the pill formula is full of countless dangers and requires massive amounts of funds and spiritual support.
This has led to extremely slow development of this department.
In addition, this universe is already barren, and there are very few spiritual plants on the Blue Star, which makes the already abnormally developed alchemy industry even slower.
Even in the top martial arts universities like Imperial Capital University and Magic City University, few people take alchemy as their major. They just learn about it while practicing other aspects.
Compared to formations and refining equipment, alchemy is like being raised by a stepmother, and its main skill is humble.
There's nothing we can do about it. This environment is really not friendly to alchemy.
The reason why Imperial Capital University placed the Alchemy Department directly under the Spiritual Cooking Department and required alchemists to take a minor in Spiritual Cooking is very simple.
Refining medicine requires an incomparable understanding of the medicinal properties, a thorough knowledge of biological structures, the ability to extract essential substances and formulate proportions, and the ability to flexibly cast spiritual seals for stabilization.
Coincidentally, spiritual chefs also need it.
The only thing is to present these "pills" in the form of dishes and make them more delicious, striving to make them all attractive in color, aroma and taste.
At least the alchemist has a good grasp of medicinal properties, right?
In an era where every person is a warrior, it is not difficult to master knife skills and control the heat when cooking.
But it is a bit too much to ask an excellent chef to master a lot of pharmacology in a short period of time, memorize countless changes in properties and integrate them into his own knowledge - unless he gives Xiaopang some cheats like Lu Wenwu did.
Therefore, alchemists naturally became the reserve force of spiritual chefs, and a new course was added as a compulsory course at the beginning of the new semester.
This is the best option, which can quickly produce a group of spiritual chefs who can cook the flesh and blood of exotic beasts.
The leaders of the Alchemy Department naturally followed the school leaders to welcome Lu Wenwu and his group who had come from afar.
After getting off the car, this was the scene Lu Wenwu saw.
A row of gray-haired old men and women stood behind a middle-aged man who had gained weight. They saluted him silently with slightly complicated expressions in their eyes.
Seeing Lu Wenwu get off the car, the middle-aged man immediately showed a warm smile on his face.
"Mr. Lu, Professor Lu, I've long heard of your great names! I'm fortunate to meet you today. You are truly extraordinary and valiant!"
He took a few quick steps and came to Lu Wenwu, breathless. He bent down slightly and extended his hand.
"I'm the vice president of the Imperial Capital Martial Arts University. My last name is Wei, Wei Yongning. You can call me Xiao Wei."
The vice-president was very humble, and his brows were filled with joy when he spoke. It was obvious that he was really very happy.
"Hello, Principal Wei."
Lu Wenwu placed Maomao and Xiaobao on his shoulders respectively, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with him a few times.
His eyes glanced at his left foot, which looked a little lame, and his slightly round belly, as if he was thinking about something.
Wei Yongning smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lu. The principal was supposed to come to greet you personally, but there was a sudden emergency notice and he had to attend a meeting. I have to take his place temporarily. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not. I have heard a little about this meeting." Lu Wenwu nodded slightly.
Just now when he was in the car, he received a message from the Martial Saint Yushen, saying that there were some sudden shocks in the center of the ocean.
In the area where the shock was most intense, fluctuations in the power of time and space were detected.
The higher-ups suspected that a new space gate or relic cave was about to appear, so they held an emergency defense meeting to finalize the monitoring personnel and follow-up measures.
Because Lu Wenwu had previously proposed that he hoped to participate in the exploration of the ruins and cave.
That's why the Martial Saint Yushen sent a message to inform everyone that the human race has not forgotten the agreement, but the matter has not yet been finalized, and he hopes that it will not cause any discrepancies or misunderstandings.
“Thank you for your generosity and understanding.”
Wei Yongning's smile became brighter, and he turned his slightly fat body to the side.
"Mr. Lu, these are the professors and academic leaders of the Alchemy Department of our Imperial Capital Wuda University mentioned earlier. From left to right they are..."
As Wei Yongning introduced them, Lu Wenwu nodded to each of them one by one, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.
He had a clear view of the physical conditions of all the professors in the Alchemy Department, including Wei Yongning himself.
After he finished introducing everything and Lu Wenwu had looked at everyone, he asked with some confusion, "Principal Wei, there's something I don't understand. Could you please explain it to me?"
"Of course there's nothing wrong with that. I'll tell you everything I know." Wei Yongning patted his chest and promised.
"What I want to ask is, why are the health conditions of everyone, including you, so worrying?" Lu Wenwu hesitated for a few seconds before reluctantly choosing a suitable word.
Saying that these professors are in poor health is already very respectful.
If Lu Wenwu was the principal at this time, he might have approved retirement certificates for these people, allowing them to return home and enjoy their retirement.
Among them, Wei Yongning is in the best condition.
There was an extremely destructive force of law lurking in his body, entangled with his flesh, blood and bones like a maggot in the tarsal bone, from his left foot to his dantian in the abdomen.
The reason why Wei Yongning looked fat was because he had been using his own martial arts and powerful blood to counteract it, forcibly offsetting it in his lower abdomen.
The flesh and blood are constantly breaking and repairing.
If this force of law were to rush into his dantian, he would probably explode and die instantly.
It is hard to imagine that Wei Yongning could endure the pain of having half of his body cut into pieces, yet still be able to laugh so happily and maintain movements that were almost the same as those of a normal person.
The one in the worst condition was Wei Changan, the head of the Alchemy Department—he was also Wei Yongning's second uncle.
The skinny old man has the cultivation level of a Heavenly Martial Master and looks energetic, but in fact he is just a dead tree with half of his body buried in the earth.
His body was covered in hideous and intertwined scars, and his energy and blood had atrophied to the extreme due to physical decline.
His body could only be described as riddled with holes.
Even if he had opened up the two bridges of heaven and earth, and condensed the golden body of martial arts and the celestial martial body.
But the injuries he suffered in his youth still made his body unable to bear too much force, like a colander.
A martial arts body can only lock up the peak energy and blood that the body can currently withstand, but it cannot lock up the body itself that is constantly deteriorating due to injuries.
To say that the situation is worrying is already an exaggeration.
In Lu Wenwu's opinion, the fact that this person was able to stand here alive was the result of his unyielding will to survive.
The fragile balance of this decaying body, even if only a tiny bit is broken, will affect the entire body.
Fall is just a matter of thought.
Now Wei Changan can still maintain the ability to move independently and can even make medicine. This is definitely a miracle in the history of life!
"Mr. Lu, are you wondering why we old guys, who should be lying in the hospital emergency room with IV drips and life-support devices waiting to die, are teaching and educating people here?" Wei Changan walked forward slowly and asked calmly.
Lu Wenwu nodded. "Yes, to be frank, your health is not good. You are all on the verge of collapse. I've learned about the academy's schedule, and asking you to bear such a heavy workload with your current health is truly inhumane."
Lu Wenwu's wording was as tactful as possible.
But this is really hard to express.
It's as heartbreaking as seeing an elderly person who should be lying on an ICU bed and being cared for still moving bricks under the scorching sun in a temperature of 40 degrees Celsius.
"All professors at Wuda are basically like this. Aside from long-lived transformed monsters like you, only the disabled or those on leave become professors. Haha, cough cough cough."
Wei Changan laughed, and then started coughing.
This forced Lu Wenwu to listen attentively while releasing a small ball of holy light into his body, giving him some relief.
His health has reached a point where it is beyond recovery.
Holy light and vitality are not omnipotent and cannot iterate and repair a body that is already at its physiological limit.
This broken body could no longer withstand the massive amount of healing power.
"It's a magical power. I feel much better. Thank you Mr. Lu for your generosity."
After a small ball of holy light entered his body, Wei Changan's withered and sunken cheeks became a little rosy, and he regained some "popularity".
He bowed in thanks, then explained, "The bloodlines of most transformed demon cultivators carry memories and knowledge unknown to us humans. These are extremely valuable. Compared to sending these hard-earned companions into battle, their minds and experience are far more useful to us."
"As for us old and disabled fellows, it's much simpler. Aside from those returning to recuperate or on leave, those who are able-bodied are already engaged in a desperate fight with the alien races on the interstellar battlefield. This is a war where even a single step back will lead to the annihilation of our race!"
"We're no longer strong enough to fight. Forcing our way onto the battlefield would only be a burden to our comrades. Besides using our brains to offer strategic suggestions, the only thing we can do is teach and educate, right?"
"Those who can still fight can fight outside. Those of us who are injured or disabled will return to Blue Star to train the next generation and continue to send a steady stream of warriors into the starry sky battlefield to fight against those cruel alien invaders and defend our country!"
Having said that, Wei Changan looked at his nephew Wei Yongning, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.
"In the final analysis, the situation on the defense front has always been grim. We've never had enough manpower for research and development, resistance, exploration, decryption, and training. It seems we never will."
"Using the strength of one clan to fight against all the alien races, it seems that no matter how many warriors we have, it is insufficient."
"Even if we, the martial arts universities, can train a group of Heaven-Stepping Warriors every year, even if there are good seedlings emerging every year, facing the almost endless alien army, our number of strong people still seems to be a drop in the bucket."
"As for us, we will do our best to help while we are still alive."
"This is the only solution. Don't we all want those strong people who are at the peak of their powers to teach the children personally?"
"But no."
"The front line cannot do without them, and the human race cannot leave them."
"Without any other choice, we can only let the children go to the battlefield themselves and experience the power of the strong."
Hearing this, Lu Wenwu was moved, his face suddenly became serious, and he put Xiaobao and Maomao down.
Xiaobao transformed into a human form and stood side by side with Lu Wenwu.
There was no trace of her usual disdain and arrogance in her expression, instead there was a seriousness.
The two of them bowed to this group of respectable people in the same way.
They were once the sharpest blades of the human race, but after being forced to retreat to the second line, they chose to burn themselves out completely and squeeze their surplus value to the limit.
"Gentlemen, justice!" they said in unison.
Maomao has never learned the art of shapeshifting, but it also stood up and transformed into the majestic form of a Huodou, folding its two big furry paws together and bending its body to bow.
Even though they were nearing their end and suffering from injuries and illnesses, they still held on to their energy and spirit, silently burning out their last bit of life for the human race and the blue planet.
They are the most respectable people!
Worthy of this gift!
(End of this chapter)
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