Two months later.
The last of the new students came to register at Ryan Academy this year.
Ye Shaohua, dressed in tight-fitting attire, looked at the simple yet luxurious gates in front of her bearing the grand and imposing words—Ryan Academy.
"Host, the world you were in before is in chaos. Someone forcibly entered this space, and I need to fix the breach. If you need anything, call for me in your mind." 008 said hurriedly before going offline.
Ye Shaohua stood still, dazed for a moment before muttering, "Is that even possible?"
"Hello, are you here to register as well?" A blond young man saw Ye Shaohua and his eyes lit up, "I'm Nuolan from the Owen Empire, and I'm a new student this year as well."
Ye Shaohua glanced sideways slightly, "Ye Shaohua."
