Wen Tan Research Center.
Back, no one.
Hong Tan did not know whether he went into seclusion or went out to do some work. In the huge research center, only Su Yu was left.
Su Yu calmed his heart and went to the second floor.
While reading, he tempered his willpower.
He had not read for some time. During the five years in the middle school, he almost went to the library every day to read and study.
Now that he had arrived at the Advanced Academy, there was no end to the trivial matters.
The tree desired silence, but the wind did not stop.
The source of everything was that the multiple divine languages had touched upon the interests of many people. There were the interests of the experts of the ten thousand races, as well as the interests of some people of the human race.
Su Yu did not think about it anymore. He read, studied, and strengthened himself.
He strengthened his friends!
Single-handedly, even if he was invincible, he could not suppress all of them.
