The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 301 Moving Out of the Dormitory
After sinking into the water, Moran let the current carry her forward.

About ten minutes later, she suddenly felt the force of the water flow slow down.

In the darkness, the surroundings suddenly widened. Looking down, she saw a stone mountain at the bottom of the dark water, with a cave entrance on it. She must have come out from there.

Moran took out a map and marked this location as the "underground river exit".

Then it quickly floated to the surface of the water.

Three minutes later, she surfaced.

Looking at the familiar Academy Mountain ahead, Moran knew that she had made the right bet.

The underground river really did flow into Moon Lake.

She found another route between the inner and core areas, one that was more convenient, faster, and safer than all the others.

No need to waste time in the green meadows to avoid the night of thunder, no need to waste time in the yellow sands to avoid the sandstorm, and no need to endure the toxins of the green swamp or the giant flying beasts of the Lone Peak Forest.

They didn't even have to experience wind and rain along the way.

The only hurdle is the underwater application skills of the Water Shield technique.

Fortunately, this spell doesn't require a high level of magic for Water Shield; it mainly requires some control over water elements.

Currently, this is definitely the optimal route.

Keep in mind that only two days and one night have passed since she set off.

In the latter half, she continued to use her gold-detecting technique to explore the ores on both sides of the river, and even collected some magical ores when she encountered them.

She slept for about six hours that night.

Normally, if you travel from the grasslands to the forested area and then fly to the valley where she lives, it would take at least two days and two nights.

Saves half the time.

This is good news for all the little witches.

Moran was still basking in the excitement of discovering a new route when he heard Ms. Amisa's voice in his ear:

"This route is a hidden route and must not be revealed to witches below the fourth grade."

Moran's excitement vanished: "Including fourth grade?"

Moran perked up when he heard Ms. Amisha say "not included".

They're going into fourth grade soon.

As long as they know how to use it, that's fine. As for the younger female students, that's up to them!
Even if there isn't this hidden route, there are other routes!

Moran floated on the water's surface with her water shield bubble, took out her flying broom, mounted it, and flew towards the dormitory area.

Now that we've reached the core area, of course we have to go back to the dormitory!

She took advantage of this opportunity to pack up all the remaining items in her dorm room and take them with her. Her mining bag was big enough, and it hadn't even contained many pieces of ore yet. After expanding its space, it could hold quite a lot more.

When Moran flew over the two rows of dormitories where the third-year little witches lived, she clearly noticed that the area was much more deserted than before, and it was very different from the first and second-year dormitories in front of her.

Many of the little witches' gardens were overgrown with weeds, clearly neglected for a long time. The dust and fallen leaves on the doorways and windowsills were also left unattended.

The level of abandonment is very close to that of the last few rows of uninhabited dormitories.

It seems that while she was staying in the valley renovating her home and mining underground, the other little witches were not idle either.

They have basically shifted their focus to the inner areas.

It seems that every other Tuesday, when the college's mail delivery channel opens, the Golden Bird Messenger will have to fly a longer distance to find everyone in the inner area. Moran landed at the door of dormitory number 69 and pushed the door open to go inside.

There wasn't much left in the room.

The main items in the storage room are two bags of rice and two bags of flour.

The rest was to make a few basic magical items, such as magic lamps, magic clocks, and magic stoves, using the quick-learning methods in the introductory alchemy class.

Although they are rare items made with laboratory materials that can be taken home for personal use, the designs are too ordinary and the functions are too crude, so they are no longer usable.

Only when she couldn't find anything else she needed to take did Moran leave with a sense of loss.

Almost three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and more than half of my college life has gone by. The scene of arriving in this dormitory on the night of enrollment still feels like yesterday. This time, leaving means truly moving out.

After the entrance ceremony, this place will be used as a dormitory for new students, who have to walk down the high academy mountain to get here.

I wonder if, when the time comes, the little witch living in dormitory number 69 will, like she did back then, complain in her heart about how there are too many weeds in the yard and how dilapidated the house is?

Then it will be a new cycle again.

No matter how many little witches it has housed, the dormitory area always returns to its original state after they move out.

Moran didn't linger in melancholy for long, because she knew that in the valley of the inner area, there was an even better place—a residence she had built herself using the magic she had mastered over the years. It was bigger, better, and more to her liking than the small courtyard in the dormitory area.

Having taken not much from the dormitory, Moran went to the breadfruit grove, picked breadfruit, made breadfruit cakes, and filled the entire mining bag before she stopped.

Then, they returned from Moon Lake overnight, covered in water shields and bubbles.

However, going back was difficult because we had to go upstream through the cave entrance.

It took several times more effort than it took to get back to the spacious underground river.

After getting ashore, Moran felt that this was a waste of time, so she came up with an idea.

She followed the direction of her current and began digging a hole from the bank using her rock-breaking technique.

They dug out a dry, sloping underground passage that leads directly to the bottom of Moon Lake.

Both the entrance and exit have been fitted with extra-thick steel doors that provide excellent sealing.

Put on the water shield bubble, and you can open the door to go in and out.

Even though it's easy for water from Moon Lake to be squeezed into the cave when entering or exiting, the water volume is limited as long as the other door is closed; once the door is closed, the water stops flowing.

When you reach the other door, open it and the water in the passage will flow out.

In this way, you can use the Water Shield spell to travel by water from the underground river to Moon Lake, letting the water flow through you, which is faster and less strenuous.

When you go from Moon Lake to the underground river, you can take the passage she dug out, which will make the journey much easier.

In the final moments before the entrance ceremony, she was busy around this passageway.

The tunnel itself didn't take much time to dig; the main problem was that while digging, I habitually used the Gold Probe to probe the surrounding rock layers. Luckily, I discovered a rich mine of low-level water elemental magic gems, which took up a lot of time mining.

Finally, at the very center of the mine, a coin-sized intermediate-grade water elemental magic gem was discovered, enough to make a water-repelling gem suitable for one person to use underwater.

On the 15th, when Ms. Amisa reminded her of the time, she hadn't even finished mining the gemstones.

They rushed to finish digging and also dug the tunnel, and it was already the evening of the 17th.

Looking at her bulging mining bag, which was a head taller than her, Moran rushed to the valley overnight. After putting everything in the bag away, it was noon on the 18th.

(End of this chapter)