232: "Weiyang"

In stark contrast to the rest of the universe, which had turned into a chaotic mess, Tianjin Seat V89 had entered a period of stable development since the return of the last rescue team.

As for the rescued scholars,

it was only after they stepped onto this land and lived here for two or three days that they realized it was not at all what they had imagined.

In their imagination, this should have been a wild and desolate land of bitter cold—

empty infrastructure, dilapidated facilities, and a numb populace... with only an ambitious and bold ruler working alone to build it into a decent home.

But after they truly understood life here, these absurd ideas were overturned overnight.

This place indeed lacked knowledge and the influence of civilization,

but it only lacked those professional, scientific research talents—

the military and civilians were united, everyone truly possessed human rights and freedom, and everyone loved their lives from the bottom of their hearts.

Compared to the seemingly orderly and "civilized" atmosphere of the Order Seat, which was actually a stagnant pool of dead water,

the society here possessed something that humanity in this era rarely had—the people here had hope and vision for the future.

“So, you've confirmed that all of those scholars have voluntarily stayed?”

At this moment, looking at the report in his hand, Xi Hai looked at Julius standing before him in surprise and asked,

“Confirmed,” Julius nodded,

“We re-confirmed three times. Not a single person was willing to accept the repatriation policy—even when we raised the compensation to an unparalleled level.”

Xi Hai nodded.

Deciding whether to stay or leave voluntarily was the last chance Xi Hai gave these scholars to get off the train—after all, having suffered such heavy casualties before even reaching their destination, he was worried some scholars might develop a shadow over Tianjin Seat V89 and feel a sense of rejection.

“By the way...” Seeing Xi Hai's satisfied expression, Julius took out the next report and said:

“Supreme Director, the opening ceremony is scheduled in three hours.”

“All students and faculty are already in place.”

“You mentioned that you would give a brief opening speech and personally name it.”

“Shall we go now?”

Xi Hai was stunned.

Oh right, he had forgotten about this!

What should the academy be called... He hadn't even started thinking about it yet... and as for the speech, he hadn't prepared that either—

Forget it, he would just wing it.

Shaking his head slightly, Xi Hai looked at Julius and said:

“Prepare a ship, let's head out now.”

“Understood!”

“By the way... Supreme Director, there's one more thing I haven't mentioned—”

“Not all of those scholars became faculty for the academy. Nearly two thousand of them chose to apply to join the Inquisition.”

Xi Hai: “?????”

Looking completely bewildered, Xi Hai boarded his flagship, the storm, and slowly sailed toward the level-five Space City built specifically for the academy—

Four silver-gray "Defense Outposts" were widely scattered, surrounding the area like loyal guards on all sides—

That was one of the super-industrial miracles of the Lagrange setting—even if all the city defenses were blown up, it could reconstruct hundreds of city defense Warships within an hour.

And in the center was an angular megastructure full of industrial beauty!

In the game, this was just a small, broken city that one person could solo and wasn't even worth occupying,

but seeing it in reality, Xi Hai felt his goosebumps rising—

The blinking indicator lights, countless busy ports, and the load-bearing structures extending out... it floated there quietly. Its massive volume and the cold light on its surface were enough to make anyone who wanted to destroy it feel a chill of despair.

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Looking at this massive city through the window, besides being shocked, Xi Hai felt a hint of doubt.

It seemed that in the game, this city didn't look this big, did it?

“Identification code passed—Guardian Angel Legion, Headquarters Fleet, Acting Flagship, storm.”

“Docking request approved. Allocating port and route resources. Please navigate according to the control tower's directions.”

“Please turn the bow now, making a horizontal turn thirty degrees to your right, and maintain level flight.”

“C-7 Area Control Tower is at your service.”

The contact voice from the control tower rang out on the communication console. Immediately, the navigator issued commands to the piloting system.

The maneuvering engines on one side lit up, and the massive silver-white Warship gracefully changed its heading, entering the interior of the space station.

Xi Hai stood quietly. At the very moment he saw this massive space station, a brilliant idea appeared in his mind—

How about naming this academy “Never Ending”?

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