Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 463 - 101. The first person on the scene to watch the excitement was Li Aozi, who is jian.

Chapter 463: 101. The first person on the scene to watch the excitement was Li Aozi, who is jian.

Due to the fact that they both ostensibly belonged to the Tanas Race, the two chatted all the way and got along quite well.

"By the way, Leoz, do you know about our school’s class schedule?"

"I have some understanding of it." Li Aozi didn’t really understand, considering he had never truly attended university. "It’s just the credit system, right? Complete the courses, pass the exams to get credits, and only after accumulating enough can you advance and graduate."

"That’s pretty much it, but our school has its unique aspects."

Hobbs said mysteriously:

"You’ve seen it, aside from commoners like us who got in through grades, the school is filled with either the rich or the noble. With such a group of people coming here, if you were the school administration, how do you think they should be assessed?"

Li Aozi’s Implant Gear brain was quite rudimentary and couldn’t express emotions; he just casually said:

"Take exams, what else?"

"Hey! If it were so simple, we wouldn’t specifically be discussing it."

Hobbs chuckled:

"The school is backed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, not the Ministry of Education, when it comes to exams and graduation certifications. As a result, guess what? Trevela doesn’t even have a Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and there’s essentially no entity with the authority to directly manage and order these students around."

Li Aozi ’oh’-ed but this information wasn’t enough to capture his attention.

"Our exams are very special, it’s not just about the credit system; it also includes club activities and practical courses—but our practicals aren’t about internships in workshops."

Hobbs explained:

"In the freshman year, we take classes in large lecture halls together, but starting from the sophomore year, everyone selects their own workshop and mentor. Your mentor decides if you qualify to graduate based on your academic performance and overall demonstration."

"Doesn’t sound much different."

"The difference lies in our school’s workshops." Hobbs smiled. "Our workshop system is equivalent to a mentor-led student enterprise, conducting research on one hand and providing production on the other. However, since our school caters to allies and foreign friends, we don’t open up our core technological workshops."

"So, what? Is our workshop course just for show?"

"Quite the opposite, my workshop doesn’t engage in substantial mass production but rather focuses on the meticulous craftsmanship of manual work. Instead of production competition, it’s more akin to an artistic contest, and the ranking in these contests also affects your final graduation scores."

Wow.

Li Aozi finally understood.

While students from other schools work part-time while studying, they engage in competitions while studying.

"Under this system, if any accident were to happen, the school could completely wash its hands of the mess, pinning it all on student rivalry and competition."

Hobbs’s eyes lit up, "Exactly! You got it! That’s very insightful. With all royals and nobles, nobody’s easy to deal with, so why not leave it to the students themselves to fight it out internally."

"In that case." Li Aozi naturally thought of what this implied, "The competition and rat race among the students must be pretty severe, huh..."

"Competition starts from the freshman year, or rather, from the moment you enter the school gates. The freshman year’s club activities and academic performance directly relate to your future mentor’s assessment of you."

Hobbs said:

"I’ve put in quite some effort in advance to study the school’s regulations and systems, and I’ve gleaned some insights—how about it, Leoz my boy, considering we’re compatriots, shall we team up?"

Li Aozi shook his head, "Let’s talk about it later. I’m not fond of getting involved in these things, being content with just scraping through to a diploma is enough for me."

Hobbs wasn’t surprised by Li Aozi’s attitude; sooner or later, he would understand just how fierce the competition at this school was.

After all, this is on Baizhu Star, the most prestigious academy of the Crystal Tower Civilization, where entry is easy, but graduation is hard.

"It’s okay, let’s exchange contact information and stay in touch in the future."

Knowing people is never a mistake.

"That’s no problem."

Li Aozi glanced at the ring worn on the other person’s left hand.

He was also somewhat interested in that thing, but it was best not to use Arcane Energy now; if he continued to make deeper contact, he would have the chance to understand it further.

[What exactly is it? A Mimic Beast? An Illusionary Demon? No, it could also be some new type of equipment, but what kind of equipment could have such an effect? Zaniya couldn’t even create such a Divine Artifact...]

As Li Aozi was lost in contemplation, the two had already walked over the extremely long stone bridge and arrived at the main gate of the Magic Application Academy.

The weather today was cold, and a misty fog spread over the bridge, making the castle seem even more towering and mysterious. Pale blue lines of Magic Power interwove in the air like ribbons dancing with the wind, while the students and teachers coming and going were all dressed in a variety of mage robes.

In the Interstellar Era, mages had also kept up with the times. Apart from a few old-fashioned ones who still insisted on wearing wide robes that reached the ground, most people’s attire resembled uniforms, with male mages almost uniformly in dark jackets, light vests, and long trousers with belts, focusing on adornment on belt buckles and ties. For those who were older, trench coat-style robes were more common.

Female mages, on the other hand, had a wide variety of styles; conservative girls wore trousers and cloaks, while those from the cities ranged from business suits, evening dresses, and sportswear with a profuse mixture of white and black stockings, bubbling with youth. The youthful female mages were obviously more likable than witches from the outside world. The styles of the various national races were diverse, but the standard of beauty was always so unified that many male students could not move their eyes away.

However, for Li Aozi and Hobbs, the castle was more interesting than the dazzling female classmates.

"Oh, worthy of a top academy, this foggy castle built over the swamp is so serene and magnificent."

Hobbs exclaimed with emotion.

The next moment, a noisy clamor sounded from the side.

"Lucite Kaostro! When will you ever stop? It’s one thing to chase me all the way to university, but to follow me to Baizhu Star, aren’t you ashamed of embarrassing your Mother Star?"

"Me, chasing you? Don’t flatter yourself, Beizhong Gui Ming. Do you think you are a stunning beauty unmatched in this world? I got into this academy on my own merit, unlike someone who had to threaten suicide to force her brother to give up a spot."

"Slanderous accusations and shameless fabrications, Lucite, you idiot cursed with stupidity across nine lifetimes! You are truly morally bankrupt. It was all fun and games when I said goodbye to my family, and yet you spread rumors that I threatened suicide to coerce them! Fellow students, look, this is Lucite Kaostro from Ravenster Star! A calamity full of lies and venom fangs!"

The dispute escalated and the crowd grew larger, even congesting the traffic.

Hobbs, who had just praised the quiet surroundings, was left speechless as the situation quickly degenerated, earning a figurative slap to the face.

"It seems we won’t be able to push through," Hobbs said with a headache. "Do you think we will be able to get our school materials before dinner, Oz?"

Flying spells were still quite difficult for mages who had just started their studies, and Li Aozi didn’t want to draw attention to himself.

"Let’s go forward and see."

Li Aozi didn’t like to waste words. Instead of standing there unable to get through, he chose to make his way forward, relying on his broad and sturdy physique to push through the crowd. With Li Aozi leading the way, they quickly arrived at the inner circle of the argument.

There, they saw two aliens, both with slimy skin and barbels like catfish, locked in a fierce confrontation. Their drawn swords and nerves tense, just looking at their glowing yellow eyes, one could tell they wanted to devour each other alive.

The female looked quite delicate, almost showing no sign of alien features, highly humanized with a beautiful face and exquisite attire, appearing every bit like a beautiful and dignified noblewoman from another race.

In contrast to the female, whose alien features were barely visible, the male had a much rougher appearance. Not only was he tall and sturdy, but he also wore an armored suit with a mix of black and white and fin spikes, like a scavenger. His eyes were slightly red, presenting the image of a Fishman whose evolution was incomplete.

However, while the beautifully appearing female unleashed a barrage of aggressive and offensive language, the male consistently maintained reason, responding calmly to every accusation:

"I’ll say it again, Lady Beizhong Gui Ming, I have never intended to entangle with you, and we have nothing to do with each other. The real slanderer here is you."