Holy Yuan Jin Ship, Captain's Room.

Zhou She sat quietly in the wide seat, closing her eyes to rest, and her figure seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment.

Until a rapid knock on the door interrupted the tranquility of the room.

A young magician rushed in and looked at the captain's room that was "empty" and was stunned.

Zhou She then spoke softly: "Is there anything wrong?"

The young demon priest noticed that Zhou She had been in the room all the time, feeling panic and ashamed in his heart, and quickly fell to the ground: "I have met the Speaker..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man was lifted up by a gentle force.

"So let it go, is there anything to ask me for?"

The young magician took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mindset, and said, "Speaker, we have prepared all the work you assigned to. Bai Xiao and others' academic record information has been entered. It's just..."

Zhou She smiled: "If you have any questions, just ask them directly, don't worry."

The young man asked: "Speaker, if you want to talk about Shengyuan's Magic Academy, from any perspective, it is undoubtedly the best-level Royal Academy you have hosted. The second choice is also the Border Academy in Lime Plain. Why do you want Bai Xiao and the others to transfer to my narrow and simple Thunder Academy..."

Zhou She waved his hand: "Although Lei Academy does not have many staff and has limited specialization areas, it has a long history and is firmly ranked in the forefront of the Holy Yuan in ancient historiography. You, the new dean, should have more confidence in your college."

The young dean said ashamed: "The Speaker has taught me a lesson that I am indeed a little timid before the fight... But to be honest, even the ancient historiography of Lei Academy, which is most proud of, is still quite different from the Royal Academy. I am just worried that the three guests from the Snow Mountain Tribe will be dissatisfied with the level of Lei Academy by then."

"You're too worried about this. If they are transferred to the No. 1 Royal Academy, they will really express their dissatisfaction."

"Eh?" The young dean was very confused when he heard this.

Zhou She said: "If nothing unexpected happens, their target is neither the center of the Shengyuan nor the place where human civilization originated in the Eastern Continent, but the ruins outside Thunder Stone City, the magnificent underground maze."

The young people were surprised: "Mine pit maze? What they want to explore is the ancient ruins in reality, isn't it the ruins of the virtual world? But the ruins around the Thunder Throne have long been excavated to almost exhaustion of resources."

Zhou She Youran said: "Precisely because most of the relics have been explored and excavated, all the unexcavated places are particularly prominent, right?"

"You mean..." The young man quickly searched the mine data outside the Thunder Throne in his mind, and soon locked in an incredible place.

"But that's a forbidden area."

"Well, so as the president of the Lei Academy, if you find that they are trespassing in forbidden areas, you must try your best to stop them. After all, even if they are distinguished guests, they cannot violate the laws of the Holy Yuan."

When the young man heard this, he suddenly felt cold and sweating, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Try to stop it? Why should I stop the three snow mountain madmen? Is it because I am handsome?

Zhou She changed the subject again: "But on the other hand, as long as they do not violate the law, even if they are ridiculous and incredible, they should try to tolerate it as much as possible. You should also know that if Bai Xiao and others come to Shengyuan to study, the voices in China are not unified. Even if I am the so-called number one person in the world, it is impossible for everyone to willingly shut up and accept reality. As the dean, you must bear some pressure."

The young man thought, it was more than just a little pressure? Speaker, the night you nominated my Lei Academy as the recipient of the school at the internal meeting, I didn't sleep all night. When I woke up the next day, there seemed to be a layer of pillow woven from shedding hair on the pillow...

"But if things end successfully, your qualifications as the dean will not be questioned any more, and even the grievances that your family has suffered will be washed away."

Hearing the word "family", the young man immediately put away all his retreat.

He suddenly raised his chest and slapped the orangutan-like sound with his fist.

"Please rest assured, Speaker, and you will never let your expectations down!"

——

The Shengyuan Golden Ship was bumping on the sea for two days and arrived at the most prosperous port on the west coast of the Shengyuan Continent.

Most of the magic priests who were on the boat were disbanded on the spot, and Zhou She returned to the top of the immortal tree without hesitation. After a week, the business that was left for him to handle had already been pushed into the mountains.

The person responsible for receiving Bai Xiao and others is Dean Lei.

This young dean, who shoulders an important mission, worked very hard to smile in front of the three of them.

"A few distinguished guests from Hongshan are the dean of Leiyin Academy in Leishi City, Wan Junzhu. After that, I will be responsible for your food, clothing, housing and transportation in the Shengyuan Empire. If you have any questions, just contact me."

In fact, with Wan Junzhu as the dean, he would not be as personal servants as a few young girls. He would send a few beautiful female students from the academy - considering the male-female ratio in the Snow Mountain group, he could also send a few handsome male students to be responsible for the reception.

But as long as Wan Junzhu thinks about the conversation with the Speaker and the great mission she shoulders, she does not dare to be careless at all, and she dares not place her wealth and life on the hands of her subordinates.

Fortunately, what made him feel relieved was that the atmosphere was quite peaceful and friendly when he first met with Bai Xiao and others.

"Hello, Dean Wan, I am Bai Xiao of Hongshan College. I have been studying abroad temporarily and I am grateful for my care."

The tribal teenager who once knew almost nothing about southern culture could already use various southern etiquettes very skillfully. This made Wan Junzhu so flattered and enthusiastic about hospitality.

"Where can be received by a few distinguished guests, my hospital is simply full of glory..."

After a few greetings, Wan Junzhu said again: "It's still a while before the folding passage of Leishi City is open. Why don't I take a few to visit Hope Port? This is also half of my hometown. I studied here when I was young and am very familiar with local delicacies."

Bai Xiao and others have done their homework long ago and have expressed their understanding.

In the Shengyuan Empire, the popularity of folding channels is actually slightly lower than that of Qin. There are many reasons, partly because of special geographical restrictions, but more importantly, the popularity of emerging magic tools will inevitably be suppressed by old interest groups.

In any case, from Hope Port to Thunderstone City, you either take a traditional means of transportation such as spaceships, horse-drawn carriages, and spend a day or two. Or you can only wait for the folding passage of Hope Port to Thunderstone City.

At this time, there are nearly half a day before the folding passage is opened, which is indeed a good opportunity to visit on site.

Wan Junzhu quickly adapted to his tour guide role and pointed his hand aside: "When it comes to Hope Port, it is actually not only the largest port of the Holy Yuan Empire to the Sea of ​​Hope, but also one of the oldest relics in this country. Hope Port was built in the middle of the Thunder Dynasty and has a long history of more than 4,000 years! It is an important node for human migration and symbolizes the first step for human beings to leave the Eastern Continent. It can be said that without Hope Port, there would be no human civilization throughout the East and West Continents..."

The young dean tried his best to show off his knowledge of sharpening his guns in the face of battle. For a moment, it seemed that he really returned to the era when he worked part-time in Hope Port and gave him part-time tour guides...

Unfortunately, Wan Junzhu's memories were interrupted just now.

Lan Lan's eyes were joking and said with a chuckle: "We were the ones who migrated west from the Eastern Continent from the East Continent! As early as the era of the Fire Dynasty, our proud white-clothed tribe was beaten to pieces and had to flee along the northern trail to the Western Continent. Later, in order to eliminate future troubles, the Flame King also mobilized the whole country to burn off the connecting path between the East Continent and completely separated the two places, making it difficult for us to return home. Now you are actually saying in front of us that Hope Port is the first step to get out of the Eastern Continent. You are maliciously distorting history!"

After being fooled by Lan Lan on the spot with real history, Wan Junzhu has a tendency to have a heart attack.

As for it?! Girl, are you?! Just to raise this strike and throw out all your dark history?

Is it a glorious history that the White-clothed tribe was chased by the King of Fire to the Western Continent? Why can you show off with confidence?

Lan Lan said: "The white-clothed tribe, which was beaten to the ground, can now lead the wave of the times. However, the once majestic element messengers have completely buried the dust of history... Isn't this kind of scene the most popular story of revenge from Hedong and Hexi that the people like most?"

Wan Junzhu couldn't help but say, "You've been in the east of the river for three thousand years and the west of the river for three thousand years!"

"So is it more historically heavy than the mere four thousand years of Hope Port you show off?"

Wan Junzhu suddenly felt weak all over, and the blood that had just ignited had cooled like ice.

Fortunately, someone finally helped him.

Qingyue asked seriously: "Director Wan, since this Hope Port has a history of more than 4,000 years, it means it has spanned multiple eras: from the Elemental Dynasty to the War of Human Demons, and then to the later Great Demons' Prosperity. Has it left a related mark of the era?"

Wan Junzhu was shocked: "Of course there are imprints. For example, if you use the supernatural powers of the elemental domain to sense the environment of this port, you should be able to find that the element concentration here is particularly high, especially compared with the Western Continent."

As he said that, he pointed his hand at the vast sea: "The port is close to the sea, but there is always a considerable concentration of thunder elements here, and it will not be lost along the sea... This is because the Thunder Dynasty once built a magnificent element pool here. Although the element pool no longer exists for various reasons, I hope the port will naturally condense thunder elements. If several people are interested, there is a small element museum in the south of the port..."
Chapter completed!