Chapter 461 166 The Day When Dusk Ends (1)

Chapter 461 166. The Day When Dusk Ends (1)

The water pipe dripped and released water magic. Hobbes put away the medicine bottles one by one, looked up at himself in the mirror, and looked haggard.

He looked like he had aged three years in less than half a year, and there were a few more white hairs in his hair.

"This is just a necessary price..."

Hobbes had no opinion on this. He raised his hand and looked at the ring on his middle finger.

From the initial black and transparent, the ring has almost completely faded and turned pale. If someone carefully sensed it, they would find that the once vigorous and powerful spiritual power on the ring is now almost exhausted and seems to be disappearing soon.

"Time is almost up, Lena, just wait a little longer, and I will succeed."

Hobbes lowered his head, clenched his fist, kissed the ring, and his originally tired and wavering eyes immediately became firm.

He didn't have much time left.

He is different from geniuses like Lucette and Leoz. Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, they are not outstanding, just ordinary students, but ordinary people in this school, their talents are far beyond his own.

With his own qualifications, it is extremely difficult to get into this school. With the help of drugs, he can barely keep up with the progress.

"I must persevere, for Lena, and for this unfair world..."

Hobbs clenched his fists tightly, made up his mind, washed his face with water, and his mind became clearer. He pulled his face and returned to his usual smooth and friendly appearance.

After walking out of the bathroom, Hobbs immediately received a message from someone else:

[Good buddy - Leoz]: "I'm fighting with Di Yalan in Arena No. 12, you go to see Lucette first."

"This guy..." Hobbs was speechless.

Although he had advised her several times in private and hinted that the reputation of the 'Golden Princess' was average, Leoz seemed to be very short of credits and could not care less.

"No, Leoz is not stupid. Di Yalan is not a good girl. He will not try to get close to Di Yalan for just 20 credits - well, is that for her beauty?"

Hobbes thought:

"Di Yalan is indeed very beautiful, and it is normal for a young and restless student to fall for this - but in the future, I'd better introduce some normal female students to Leoz. In addition to her excellent bloodline and beautiful appearance, Di Yalan is really not good in other aspects, whether it is family background or economic status."

Forget it, Leoz may have his own plans. If he hits a wall, he will definitely drag them to drink and complain. As a good brother, I'd better respect and bless him.

Hobbes didn't want to lose such a pure friend.

After all, in this school, everyone has their own purpose and secrets, otherwise Lena would not have been killed... Those who can still maintain some aspects of innocence, such as Leoz and Lusit, their friendship is too rare, too rare, and as precious as gems.

"Leoz has his own considerations, so there shouldn't be any problems."

After turning off the information rune, Hobbs was about to continue to the library to meet Lusit, but just after taking a few steps, a female voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Excuse me, classmate, can I bother you for a moment?"

Hobbs turned his head and saw a beautiful woman wearing a veil walking towards him, with a pair of snow-blue eyes slightly narrowed, like a crescent, truly interpreting what it means to be charming. She carried a lyre with her, dressed quite coolly, and her voice was extremely attractive. She seemed to be the kind of bard that is more common in small cities.

This is a rare beauty - but beauty has no appeal to Hobbes, not only because of his obsession with Lena, but also because he has long been accustomed to the fact that a real beauty like Leozzi who is popular with both men and women is wandering around in front of him every day.

Hobbes asked friendly:

"You don't look like a student. Do you have any problems?"

"As you can see, I come to your school for the first time. I want to visit a friend I haven't seen for many years, but I don't know where she is now."

The female bard said, blinking her snow-blue eyes, conveying a distressed look.

Hobbes was indifferent, but asked: "Well, who are you looking for?"

"Nastisa Dantain." The female bard said: "She said for many years that she was an associate professor in this school, but I haven't contacted her for so long, I don't know if she is still here."

"Nastisa? That happens to be the dean of our School of Magic Application." Hobbes was a little surprised: "But how can I remember that she was an associate professor more than a hundred years ago..."

"Hmm? Maybe I remembered it wrong." The female bard smiled and said: "Since she is the dean of your school, you should know where her office is, right?"

"I know, you can find it on the map-but you can't find her now." Hobbes scratched his head.

"Huh?" The female bard blinked: "What's going on?"

"This, you must be an outsider, so you don't know."

Hobbes pointed to the sky:

"Although Trivira is the capital of the White Candle Star, the base of the Ministry of Education is located in the outer space orbit. Senior scholars like the dean must be at the Zeta level or above. Every three months, they have to go to the Ministry of Education for training, listen to the will of the Supreme Conference, and submit their belief reports to ensure that their belief in materialism cannot be shaken. Now is their training period, and they will not be back for at least a week."

"Yeah, that's true." The female bard held her chin, "The White Candle Star itself can only tolerate the upper limit of the Zeta level. People of that level cannot live on the surface for a long time."

"Yes." Hob Hobbes shrugged: "The planet has its limits. If a strong person exceeds this limit and stays on the planet for a long time, his strength will decline and his body will become unhealthy."

"Oh? So there is such a thing?"

As soon as this was said, the female bard saw Hobbes's surprise and immediately explained:

"I am just a mortal and know nothing about the Tao - but if that's the case, then wouldn't there be no strong people above the Zeta level on Baizhu Star?"

Hobbes sensed the other party's biological frequency, which was indeed at the gamma level.

'Really a mortal, but a mortal can actually know a person of the dean's level, probably because he is related to him, so it's better to be polite. ’

Hobbes was very smart. After figuring it out, he did not neglect the other party because he was a mortal. Instead, he explained seriously:

“It is normal to have such concerns - but we can't have such problems on Baizhu Star.”

“What do you mean?”

“Baizhu Star itself is just an educational planet. It does not produce any precious strategic resources, which reduces the interest of many interstellar looting groups.”

Hobbes introduced:

“In addition, Baizhu Star has a Kappa-class Minister of Education in charge. Even if a super Zeta-class strongman invades, he can react immediately.”

“There is no need to say more about Kappa-class strongmen, right? Even in interstellar wars, they are very important strategic weapons. They also have the power blessed by the Star Abyss. Crushing planets is as natural to them as eating and drinking.”

“With such a reputation, which blind looting group dares to enter Baizhu Star?”

This statement is very reliable. The female bard nodded:

“That’s true.”

But her words and expressions seem to indicate that she does not agree with such statements.

Hobbes was very observant and could tell that the other party seemed to want to say something and had different opinions, but before he asked, the female bard waved her hand: "Since Nastisa is not here, I will leave today and visit again another day. Thank you, brother."

"It's nothing, you can get the same answer no matter who you ask." Hobbes didn't think so.

"That may not be the case." The female bard smiled: "You are a good person - in this case, this is a thank you gift, please accept it."

She took out a card from behind her like a magic trick and handed it to Hobbes.

Hobbes took the card curiously and looked at it carefully. It should be some kind of mysterious creation, something like a talisman. The ancient text on it also seemed to mean blessing and good luck.

When he looked up, the woman had disappeared.

"What a strange person."

Hobbes muttered and put away the talisman.

"I don't know what her relationship with Dean Nastisa Dantain is. She said she hadn't seen the dean for many years, and she said the dean was an associate professor. Isn't she as young as she looks? But her breath is obviously that of a mortal. How can a mortal live so long?"

There is another point that he cares about very much.

When he said, 'Which blind looting group dares to enter the White Candle Star?', the female bard showed a moment of doubt and strange eyes.

That look...as if to say, 'Are you kidding?'

But in fact, that's the case. The White Candle Star has never had to worry about such things.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Hobbes didn't continue to think about it. He had already wasted a lot of time, and Lucite was still waiting for him.

……………………

White Candle Star's outer space orbit.

The 'Amaryllis' fortress relies on the gravity of the planet to suspend, and it rotates calmly on this White Candle Star 3 million meters above the ground. Relying on the centrifugal force of the rotation, the mages and officials inside stand firmly in it.

The teleportation hall lit up, and after a brief flash of human figures, Nastisa Dantein raised her head and calmly followed the surrounding mages into the hall.

"Ah, the most annoying time has come."

The Dean of the School of Foreign Relations, Mage Carl Rufus, complained in a low voice:

"Once every three months, nominally for training, but in fact it is to check whether our materialistic beliefs are shaken, to see if we have a tendency to betray or leave the Crystal Tower civilization. It's completely thought monitoring!"

"Mage Carl, you are too narrow-minded, this is a necessary measure." The Dean of the School of Natural Ecology, Ye Wangnan, laughed: "Those night butterfly guys spread their idealistic superstitions everywhere, they must be completely defeated, and their shrines must be swept into the trash can of history. For this, we make a little sacrifice, which is nothing."

"You, you don't really believe this rhetoric, do you? This is completely political correctness." Mage Carl said and looked at Nastisa Dantein: "Hey, Dean Dantein, what do you think?"

"Me? It doesn't really matter how you look at it." Nastisa shook her head: "The Supreme Council has their own plans. It's better to trust a piece of steak than to trust their opinions. But now, they are indeed working hard to maintain our political unity."