179 Strength of the Academy
Chu Jiangzhuo's words were insincere, which made Chu Lin and Elder Wu in the room both have the same strife. Obviously, the former's explanation was very far-fetched, but even the two of them did not have the power or qualification to deny the decision of a vice president.
Seeing that Chu Jiangzhuo was not interested in continuing, Elder Wu also gave a helpless gift and walked out of the conference room.
Looking at the gradually disappearing back in front of him, Chu Lin suddenly turned her head and said to Chu Jiangzhuo: "Father, is it for that matter?"
"Oh~" sighed, Chu Jiangzhuo's majestic face was filled with some care, and he said, "If you hadn't been slandering, how could I tell you about that? Fortunately, you were very strict with your mouth. Until now, there are not many people who know about that."
He looked at Chu Lin in a spoiled manner, and Chu Jiangzhuo continued, "You are right, it's for that matter. Now, for this matter, the dean has been traveling outside for almost ten years and has not come back. But we have thought of countless ways here, but still have no achievements. I don't know where the dean is now. I really hope he can appear in front of us immediately and tell us that there is a way out for that matter. Otherwise, if the holy land is not protected, the popularity of the Shangwu Academy will plummet."
Chu Lin nodded suddenly, then asked with some slightest question: "How long will it take?"
"It's probably less than three years."
After thinking about it carefully, Chu Lin was also a little sad, "Three years are indeed very short."
With his back to Chu Lin, at this moment, this strong old man who had always been introverted and restrained, Ling Li's aura seemed to be covered by something inexplicable, and suddenly lost his original glory. In Chu Lin's eyes, he looked even more old and haggard.
"Okay, I hope I can find a solution to that matter within these three years. Although this hope is very slim, we cannot give up any opportunity. Even if this hope is small, we must do it. Do our best and leave it to fate." Chu Jiangzhuo said sadly.
Looking at his father's determination expression, Chu Lin sighed inwardly and said, "If the Holy Land was not that special, it wouldn't have been like this now. Thinking about it now, I remember that when I was a child, this plan began, right?"
Chu Jiangzhuo did not deny it and sighed: "That's right, it's been twenty years. In these twenty years, we have thought of countless methods. Even if we have done such a big thing as raising spirit beasts in captivity, we still can't solve that."
As he sighed, Chu Jiangzhuo shook his head many times. Obviously, the "that thing" mentioned by the two fathers was extremely difficult, and this difficulty seemed to be an insurmountable existence for even a strong man of their level.
Looking at Chu Lin, Chu Jiangzhuo continued: "That incident is imminent. Although the current method of the holy land can effectively control the occurrence of that incident, the effect is minimal. After twenty years, no matter how many spiritual crystals are, they will not play any role. Now we can only take one step at a time."
After Chu Jiangzhuo finished speaking, both of them sighed in the Ruoda conference room, and then Chu Lin withdrew from the conference room. She could see that over the years, her father had worked too much for the Shangwu Academy and the Holy Land. At this moment, the old man also needed a good rest, or to think about things that only he could think of.
In the early morning of the next day, just as Mo Ran was waiting for the freshman, a low bell rang out in Shangwu Academy.
Hearing the bell ringing, both the students, the mentors, and the people who were still sleeping in the square, the woods and other places stopped all their work and looked at the tallest tower in the academy, with excitement.
Of course, this excitement only temporarily appeared on the cheeks of the old student in the college, but Mo Ran and others, as freshmen, showed a hint of doubt and confusion.
"Gathered." Just as the new student was secretly guessing the bell, a loud shout suddenly came from the courtyard.
I heard that someone had drunk it, and the freshmen living in the same courtyard ran out of their rooms and came to the courtyard.
In the courtyard, instructor Mu Xu appeared here at some time. At this time, he was scanning the rooms with an extremely serious gaze.
The martial arts level strongman has extremely outstanding eyesight. When the freshmen gathered together with tea, Mu Xu quickly counted the number of people in secret. Seeing that none of the freshmen he had attracted was absent, the latter's face was relieved.
"Today the college will hold a new student ceremony for everyone, and after this ceremony, everyone will be considered to be a student of the college. After a while, everyone will follow me and then stand in the square according to the team that has been in the first half of the month. Let's follow me below."
After briefly explaining the purpose of the visit, Mu Xu hurried to the college square with the new students.
When the freshmen arrived at the Academy Square, there was already a large crowd of people gathered there, and among this crowd, many of them were shy faces like Mo Ran and others, and there was a hint of excitement on these faces.
Mo Ran, who was unexplained, followed the team for unknown reasons, was not outstanding, but the former's black eyes were trying hard to scan the crowd in the square.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. After seeing it, Mo Ran couldn't help but be surprised. On the east side of the square, a team of more than fifty people stood there neatly, and the whole body was filled with a spirit of Lingli. Under the pressure of this momentum, the team of more than 600 people on the west side seemed extremely weak.
"It's all Wuwei?" His eyes swept across the team on the east side of the square. Mo Ran saw the level of each person in this team. The reason why it was so easy was entirely because in the team of fifty people, each person had a thin layer of inner energy battle suit on his body.
The ability to use internal energy to form a war suit outside the body is the symbol of Wuwei.
"How come there are so many strong people?" Mo Ran was surprised and secretly guessed.
Chapter completed!