It was time to go to Yuanting Academy again.
Time flies so fast, thought the girl sitting in the flying machine.
Leaning back into the sofa, Tilan glanced at the round window nearby. The city with its towering buildings below grew more and more distant, eventually disappearing behind the clouds in the sky.
Turning her gaze back, she looked at the table in front of her, which was adorned with washed fruits and pastries, and even held a newspaper.
It has to be said that in the Interstellar Era, newspapers had become a kind of luxury, purchased only by a few. Nowadays, newspapers had evolved into a boutique item. Professional news agencies would filter out valuable and credible content from tens of millions of pieces of information on the Star Network, then layout and print it according to the customer's preferences before delivering it to them.
Rather than newspapers, they resembled more of an exclusive magazine.
