Xiao He turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from. It turned out to be the former address of the Fifth Junior High School.
"This aura is extremely powerful; I'm afraid we are no match for it," Horry calmly assessed.
Xiao He nodded slightly. That person was indeed very strong, stronger than Honglian, Kangdi, and even the vice dean.
Such a powerful figure was wailing in the territory of the fifth day of the lunar month; this person's identity is probably...
"Wait here for me, I'll go by myself," Xiao He said as he put on the Netherworld Cloak.
"Isn't that too risky?"
“If I’m not mistaken, as a fifth-year junior high student, I shouldn’t be in too much danger.” Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief: “If all else fails, there’s always Angelina.”
Horry glanced at the strange "bat" and tacitly approved of his suggestion.
Xiao He wasn't just looking for trouble; this person's identity was related to Honglian, and he had to verify some things for her.
"Waaaaah..."
As he drew closer, the crying became clearer.
It was an old man wearing an old-fashioned magic robe, leaning on a cane made of a withered tree branch, looking around blankly.
Xiao He saw him, and he saw Xiao He; the two silently observed each other.
"Greetings, former dean." Xiao He bowed naturally.
On the photo wall in Fessburg, there is an image of this old man, always in the center of the group photos, so Xiao He guessed his identity.
"You..." The old man's speech was somewhat slurred, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence even after opening his mouth for a long time.
Seeing that his condition was unstable, Xiao He had an idea and restored Fesburg to its original position.
The old man's eyes widened as he looked at the familiar building, and finally he remembered something: "Ah, my college!"
Xiao He remained silent and followed the mad old man through the gate.
The security gates at Fiesburg were useless to the old man, so he easily entered the hall.
"Haha...hahahahaha...it's still...it's still...it's all still..."
Xiao He frowned slightly. This should indeed be the old dean's spirit, but it was indeed as obsessive as it had shown. If he were told now that Chuwu had been merged into Yunduan due to policy changes, he might do something unbelievable.
Therefore, Xiao He did not dare to rush, but simply observed quietly in order to find a suitable way to communicate.
If he remembered correctly, Honglian once said that the old dean was a level 99 elementalist of the forbidden spell level.
He has already become a god if nothing unexpected happens; otherwise, he should have died in the forbidden land.
The fact that his body is here now makes this matter seem very suspicious.
Xiao He wanted to give the old man a minor recovery spell, but Flying Dragon City and its surrounding suburbs were areas where the life element had been stripped away, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.
We can only pin our hopes on the fact that the resurrected headmaster might be reliable.
"Hey, how come you have Fies crystal?"
"I am a freshman at the Fifth Academy, and my name is Xiao He." Xiao He said without changing his expression.
Upon hearing this, the old man's temper softened slightly: "So that's how it is... So this Fies crystal was given to you by that girl Honglian?"
“Yes, she is my mentor,” Xiao He replied respectfully.
Where did she go?
"She went to help; Dragon City is under attack."
"Attacked? What happened?" The old man was very surprised.
Xiao He then briefly explained the matter of the Resurrection Cult, including how everyone in the Black Street was resurrected as a result.
"Such a thing happened?" The old man was initially dazed after hearing this, then remembered that he was already dead: "Then...did I...cause you...trouble?"
There was a hint of fear in the old man's eyes, making him seem both pitiful and somewhat respectable.
“No, you’ve been here the whole time, you haven’t gone anywhere,” Xiao He explained.
The old man nodded blankly, his body returning to its initial stiffness.
Seeing the old man slowly turn around, seemingly wanting to go upstairs, Xiao He had no choice but to follow behind. But suddenly, he remembered that the rubbings of the teachers' resignation letters were all on his desk.
"Dean! Why don't you sit down for a while? I'll make you a cup of coffee and then tell you about what's been happening lately, okay?" Xiao He, with a strong will to live, quickly stopped the old man in front of him.
"Coffee..." the old man smiled, "You know I like coffee..."
"Okay! Please have a seat. You've just woken up, so it's not easy for you to move around. Have a cup of coffee to warm up!"
"Okay...okay..." The old man slowly raised his finger and pointed: "I want sugar in my coffee, the sugar is on my desk...go get it..."
"No problem! Please wait a moment!" Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran up the stairs.
The old dean's office was not a secret place; the three of them had "sightseeed" there before. It was a very simple office space.
To avoid any accidents, Xiao He directly put these resignation letter rubbings into his system inventory.
Then, she quickly took off her Cloud School uniform, changed back into her original tattered dress, put on the cloak, and finally came to her desk.
The sugar jar was clearly located next to a bamboo pen holder, and the amount to be used was marked on the back of the jar.
Having done all this, Xiao He didn't linger; he picked up the sugar jar and ran downstairs.
"Hmm... home is still the best..." The old man lay on the rocking chair in the corner, not on the large sofa in the center.
It seemed as if every spot in the hall had its own designated owner; he was simply lying in his own spot, looking quite comfortable and peaceful.
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