Bai Chen's master, Zuo Guang, is a tall man in the prime of life with a magnificent physique.

He has a Chinese face, and his black hair is combed in an orderly manner.

At this time, Zuo Guang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the tall city wall across the sea, yearning, remembering, and reminiscing in his dark eyes.

The city wall in front of him was thousands of meters high, and the entire body was made of dark iron mixed with various high-grade psionic metals, which was black and gray on the outside, and stretched out of sight.

Zuoguang knows that it is more than 10,000 kilometers long, protecting the entire island.

The island behind the city wall is called the City of All Souls, and it is not only a holy place in the hearts of researchers like Zuo Guang, but also a holy place in the hearts of all mankind.

There are not only various research institutes in charge of the anti-heaven level scholars, but also the controller training camp that hundreds of millions of awakened people dream of, and the most central is the psionic portal leading to each space node.

For him, of course, there is also his past.

"Old Left, Old Left?"

Zuo Guang turned his head, and the old professor in the same room pointed to his laptop.

On the laptop screen on the bedside table, a notification of a new email is flashing.

Zuo Guang opened it with his hand: "Old man, my junior brother's paper will definitely scare you to death!"

I saw the email from Zuo Miao.

A smile appeared on his grim face.

Bai Chen, the disciple he couldn't rest assured the most, finally grew up.

Just when he was ready to take a look.

The door was pushed open by the vice principal of the Smoke and Rain Academy.

Colleagues from the academy crowded in.

The four-person room where Zuo Guang was located was suddenly overcrowded.

"The results of the review are out, and our college, like the past three hundred years, still has not obtained the qualification to enter the city wall to participate in the core-level academic conference. “

The gray-eyed vice-principal shrugged.

There was not much frustration on his face.

Ever since the old witch retired.

In the past three hundred years, the ticket review meeting held every ten years, Yanyu Academy has been as bad as it is now.

In fact, among the 156 colleges in the entire Jiangnan Region that are eligible to participate in this worldwide ticket review meeting, only the son of the Jiangnan Region Awakened Management Association, the Jiangnan Region Psionic Energy Research Institute, passed the review.

The remaining one hundred and fifty-five were wiped out like the Smoke and Rain Academy.

And the reason why the Psionic Energy Research Institute, which is the only seedling, was selected was not because of how strong their scholars were, but simply because they barely passed it for the sake of the face of the Jiangnan Region.

Zuo Guang's colleagues are the same as the vice principal, and although they regret the outcome, they are not painful.

Zuo Guang sighed.

Can it be said that Yanyu Academy doesn't work hard?

No.

For this ticket, the academy sent all the elites it could, except for the old principal who sat in Yanyu City, the team at this moment gathered all the strength of the academy. So much so that even the normal teaching tasks were postponed to the second half of the year.

However, the opponent of Yanyu Academy is not only the counterparts of the Jiangnan Region.

It's a worldwide contender.

Although he is the pillar of the academy, Zuo Guang is recognized as having the demeanor and ability of a young witch and old monster back then.

Compared to the opponents of the old headmaster's era.

There are too many murderers in the current counterparts.

The emergence of psionic energy has produced countless geniuses who have relied on psionic mutations.

However, compared with the Ivy League schools that have snowballed in size, there are endless old famous schools such as TOP.

Regardless of the background or strength, the gap between Yanyu Academy and them has not narrowed, but has expanded more and more with the passage of time.

Yanyu Academy, which is mainly composed of indigenous residents of Yanyu City and has a small number of outstanding students from Jiangnan City, is compared with the top colleges that have inherited the bloodline of Wu Lao Wei, who started stronger than Wu Lao Wei, and absorbed generations of Tianjiao from generation to generation in the world.

The two sides are not at all on the same level.

Zuo Guang's personal strength is stronger.

Nor can it bring everyone.

"Pack your things, buy some souvenirs, and everyone is ready to go home." ”

The vice principal's words won a lot of approval.

For three whole months after coming out, they were homesick.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is Professor Zuo Guang in this room?"

A nice female voice came from outside the door.

The colleague closest to the door pulled the door open.

A tall, well-dressed, bookish woman stood in the doorway.

Next to her, there are seven or eight percent similar to Zuo Guang, a young man with colorful hair and a hip-hop outfit, chewing gum impatiently.

"Old Zuo, who are they?"

The suspicious gazes of colleagues swept between Zuo Guang and the young man.

This kid is too similar to Zuo Guang.

"Gone, gone. “

The vice-principal, who knew the idea, shouted at everyone and left the room.

Soon, only Zuo Guang and the mother and son were left in the room.

"What about Miao'er, why don't you bring her?"

The woman stared at Zuo Guang with an unkind face, she was Zuo Guang's ex-wife, Zuo Miao's mother Muse.

"She didn't want to come. ”

The left light reacts faintly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zuo Miao saw him with such a big iron stick, it would definitely be indispensable.

"Daddy, why are you still in this broken academy?"

"City of All Souls, isn't it fragrant?"

"If the eldest sister was inside, she would have broken through the level of 100% matching. ”

The young man Zuo Leng took out a black space card from his pocket.

"This is the savings I saved from my three-year part-time job, Dad, give it to my eldest sister when you go back." ”

Zuo Guang took it and slapped the young man's green-haired head casually.

"If Xiao Miao sees you dressed like this, he has to whip you with a big iron stick. ”

Left Leng pouted.

Holding Zuo Guang's notebook, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving the space for his mother to talk.

Muse raised her hand.

A psychic soundproof shroud enveloped her and the left light.

"I see that your Yanyu Academy's paper is led by you, the research route is correct, and the idea is quite in line with the appetite of the reviewers. But it's too superficial, your Yanyu Academy doesn't have the hardware foundation to study your thesis in depth. “

Left Light was silent.

Muse glared at him with hatred: "Even if you don't think about yourself, can you bear to let Xiao Miao suffer with you in an academic desert like Yanyu City?"

"So far, I haven't broken through 100% of the match, and I'm still fighting in a garbage hunting group with a leader of only the seventh order. “

"What a girl, the big iron stick flies, is there such an education as you?"

Her voice was an octave higher.

Zuo Guang remained silent.

"Bang!"

Muse slapped the head of the bedside table heavily, and a clear palm print suddenly appeared on the surface of the cabinet made of psionic alloy.

The bookish aura on her body disappeared, and in her place was a harbinger of incarnating as a female tyrannosaurus.

The young man Zuo Leng shrunk himself into a ball.

He finally understood why his father divorced his mother.

Even if there is no Aunt Night involved, who can stand the mother like a female tyrannosaurus.

"Senior brother's thesis?"

Zuo Miao's junior brother should also be his junior brother, right?

Although Zuo Leng doesn't think the so-called paper can be very exciting.

But compared to the domestic violence that might be staged in front of him, he chose to watch it.