Her small figure was amplified, and the voice came from everyone's card:

"Choose to accept, which means that you will choose to belong to the courtyard; choose to refuse, which means that you will leave this place and return to Terra."

She paused, glanced at the students who were staring at her, and then said:

"And, please understand that after checking, you will be formally incorporated into the courtyard system and participate in the recent Ivy League battle.

More importantly, the courtyard will continue to dive and explore unknown worlds below depth 5.

There are great fluctuations and differences between the time of the deep world and the time of the present world. It is possible that you have experienced three to four years in the deep world, and the present world may only have been a few short months."

Hope's tone became more and more solemn, with a solemn warning:

"You also need to know that the Ivy War is not a joke, the dangers on the battlefield are real, and some of you may die in battle.

So, please think carefully—now, the opportunity you choose is in your hands, and you will have a day to think about it.”

When her last sentence fell, the light on the card flashed slightly, prompting students to check the entry.

As the sound of hope faded, the entire school district fell into silence.

The students' reactions were different.

Some students clutched the cards with complex expressions, and were obviously struggling to weigh the temptations and risks brought by this agreement;

Some students whispered, trying to resonate with others’ reactions;

Some students simply choose to close their eyes, immerse themselves in thinking, and play a game with their inner rationality and beliefs.

However, not everyone is full of hesitation.

Sitting near the front row, curly young man Alaz Trinkas looked down at the card, his eyes swept over the recommended checked entry.

There was no hesitation in his expression, and the pen in his hand slid smoothly across the contract, typing a clear tick symbol on every recommended entry.

There was no trace of wavering on his face, but a calm focus.

After completing the checking, he wrote his name without hesitation at the signature of the Iron Crown Agreement, and finally pressed his palm against the blank space of the contract. A slight light flashed, and his spiritual imprint was embedded with the halo.

In the contract.

The two representatives of the political commissar not far away - Joseph Swift and Tukhachevsky - were equally decisive.

Instead of even taking a look at the items on the card, they directly checked and signed according to the recommendation list, and then pressed their palms on the contract to complete the spiritual seal.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Joseph's movements were straightforward and even had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already been confident about all this.

Tukhachevsky maintained his serious face, with a complex and firmness in his eyes, and he never regretted his decision.

Interestingly, nine students who were hoping to recruit themselves, including Araz, Joseph, and Tukhachevsky, all chose to sign and complete the contract at the same moment.

They were the nine sons of the courtyard who initially completed the contract.

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The simulated night slowly descended, and the projected moonlight in the courtyard shone on the ground, reflecting this brilliant building built by the students. The towering pointed arches and flying buttresses appear more mysterious under the soft light, and

The mottled light and shadow reflected by the stained glass windows embellish every corner of the courtyard, adding a sacred and peaceful atmosphere to the area.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the principal's office in the courtyard was completely different.

Xia Xiu was half lying on the office chair, with his hands crossed behind his head, and he relaxed so much that he almost seemed to be "sunshine".

There was an unconcealed smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of satisfaction and brilliance flashed in his eyes.

On his desk, the hope of purple hair and purple eyes sat in the corner of the table in the form of a mini projection.

This enrollment director who is usually lively and active is particularly quiet at this moment. Her legs hang in the air and gently shake, holding her knees with her hands, her purple pupils staring at the contract statistics interface on the desktop, and her eyes are filled with ease.

and warm emotions.

"Everyone has chosen to stay~"

The voice of hope is soft, but it is hard to hide the tone of excitement.

The corners of her eyes seemed to be a little wet due to emotional fluctuations, and her small face was filled with a satisfied smile.

Upon hearing this, Xia Xiu sat upright with a smile, and joked:

"I have said it several times, don't show such a crying expression. I don't have much work now..."

“There are not enough!!!”

Hope is angry!

Xia Xiu leaned on the back of the chair and chose to change the topic. His eyes swept toward the list of statistics on the table, with a hint of relief in his tone.

"They are all good seedlings, the pillars of Terra in the future."

Regarding the golden retriever's stiff shift topic, I hope to flew up in anger and wanted to add something to the golden retriever's face, but I had no choice but to retreat because of the golden retriever's finger posture that bounced his forehead.

The admissions director failed again when he resisted the principal's "black-hearted behavior".

Moreover, because of the official entry of the Son of the Courtyard, her admissions director may need to take on several more campus positions.

As long as we join the big family of Heaven, we will be a social animal and have a bright future.
Chapter completed!