I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 849: Foreign Aid from Dean Constance

But just when the atmosphere was about to intensify, Old Constance slowly raised his hand:

"Let him finish."

As the old dean eased,

Salik Ferrarella also felt the mounting pressure.

He nodded to Julianster IX beside him, and then continued:
“Since the establishment of the ancient spiritual tide at the White Mud Well in the Fifth Epoch, Laurenzriel has been committed to the inheritance and innovation of knowledge.

But over time,
Are we also trapped in a certain inertia, forgetting the essence of exploring the unknown?

What's more, the establishment of Lawrence Riel itself became more and more glorious based on the research on the abyss during the low period of psychic energy.

That’s why I allow my students to conduct this ‘slightly confrontational’ social experiment.”

"That's a nice thing to say.

Internal communication among your students.”

The current short-haired female dean of Alexios sneered,

"At first I thought you had a very good reason.

Now it seems,

You are just afraid of death."

But when I heard her say that,
Julianste IX remained silent, but finally gave a heavy and firm rebuttal:

"Your words are sharp, Dean Elda Alexios. But I'm afraid you have misunderstood our original intention.

Salic Ferrarella is right, we are not afraid of death.

Instead, we are fully aware that at the turning point of this new era, the sparks of knowledge and innovation are more precious than ever.

We are standing at a crossroads. On the one hand, the power of tradition is crumbling on the ancient barriers of the Breeze City.

This is not just the defense of a city, it is the last light of a pioneer nation.

It is also our last line of defense against the "Black Tide" for generations.

Many people know in their hearts:

The life of the Breeze City Great Barrier may be exhausted within the next six months.

However, the power of the 'Black Tide' is growing day by day, and they are already hovering above our 'sky'.

We must change.

Or, finally, choose to give it up.”

After hearing what he said, old Hugh Farr finally sighed:

"The seal of the Holy Mourning Cemetery has also gradually loosened.

Although it is not serious yet, with the revival of the Origin Century, some "eyes" have been watching us.

We must intercept those sights at the border or even outside the border.

Although many fifth-level or even sixth-level great sages are in the deep abyss or distant star realms.

But Lawrence Ruier must not become the first broken link in that huge wheel of fate."

But in response to these pessimistic thoughts, the short-haired headmistress of the Alijos School showed a hint of anger.
Elda Alexios said slowly:

“Julian IX, let’s not talk about your identity as the original heir to the royal family of Breeze City.

Is there no possibility that we can completely eliminate the galaxy-level black tide crisis outside the barrier?"

She touched Anta-Linyu. But the female dean of the School of Life with long dark green hair just shook her head gently:
“I don’t have any idea.
I just,
Thinking about what He is thinking.”

She looked at the giant tree that covered the entire Breeze City of Lawrenceriel.

The meeting of seven sages in Lorenzriel thus entered a stage of wrangling.

The night finally passed, and during this time Su Wen finally made contact with the conservative forces in Lawrence Ruier.

But obviously,

This group of people was not as serious as he had imagined.

Deep in an unknown street in Manila, Philippines, Reeves took Su Wen to a cafe called "Tropical Dream" which was still open late at night.

The entire warm-toned cafe seems like an oasis in the urban jungle.
It is completely different from the tense atmosphere of the outside world.

It is decorated with lush green plants and colorful lanterns, and the air is filled with the aroma of coffee and the sweetness of tropical fruits, interweaving a unique exotic atmosphere.

The soft Filipino music "Bamboo Dance" flows slowly in the air. The bilingual melody in Chinese and English is like the gentle sea breeze, bringing a moment of tranquility to people's hearts.

Inside the cafe, at the largest long table on the first floor, several men and women dressed in tropical clothes were sitting around a wooden round table playing board games.

Many of them even wore sunglasses as if they were just here to have fun.

Li Weiss first introduced the representative teachers from four colleges to Su Wen from a distance:
Sitting in the main seat was a man named Rickman. He was tall and wore a Hawaiian shirt with a tropical island pattern. His smile was hearty and unruly.

Next to him was Jason, a young man in a wide-brimmed straw hat, shorts, and sandals, his skin almost blending in with the dark wood trim around him.

Across from them was Leah, a lady with long wavy blond hair, wearing a colorful long skirt. Finally, there was Emily, a woman with slightly darker skin, wearing a sporty short-sleeved shirt and shorts.

"I heard those radical guys are starting to make trouble again."

Rickman whispered,
There was a hint of disdain in his tone.
“They always think their ideas can save the world.”

“Yeah, those guys are like a bunch of lunatics who are blinded by knowledge.

But in reality, based on certain experiments that are not allowed by law, they are crazy.”

Leah agreed, stirring the juice in her hand gently.
“We have to find a way to let them know that not all changes lead to progress.”

“What if they don’t listen?”

"Then just shut them up, physically."

Just as they were discussing heatedly, Reeves, dressed in a scholar's robe, and a man wearing half a silver mask approached them.

Then, Reeves coughed twice, attracting everyone's attention:
"Everyone, please be quiet."

Seeing his action, Rickman shrugged.

"Relax, Lewis.

Only you are so serious every time,
Does Saint Hugh Farr only train ascetics and fools?"

Hearing him say this, Lewis silently rolled up his sleeves. He didn't like verbal battles, so he could only convince others with reason.

But seeing his muscles flexing,
Rickman quickly took two steps back:
"I was wrong, I was wrong. I was just introducing myself. Don't worry."

Seeing his actions, Reeves finally stopped talking.

He just slowly introduced when everyone was quiet:

“At the request of General Constance, I have brought you an outsider:
Night Watchman - Rhine."

This sentence was like a thunderclap, causing the glass in Rickman's hand, who had been talking incessantly just now, to tremble violently, and finally he dropped it to the ground subconsciously, making a crisp sound.

"You mean,
The legendary Night Watchman? ! ! ! "

(End of this chapter)