novelhk Chapter 117 Deep-Sea Infrastructure Project
Chapter 117 Deep-Sea Infrastructure Project
Chapter 117 Deep-Sea Infrastructure Project
Conference room of the Archaeology Branch.
About ten professors from different departments took their seats in order of their academic rankings.
Vance was seated to the left of the main seat, while Seth's seat was to the right, though it was currently empty.
"Vice Dean Vance, the Dean hasn't summoned us for several months. What important announcement is there this time?" Mora, who was at the bottom of the class, asked curiously.
On the table in front of him was a sign for the Assassin's Division, and he was sitting on a high chair with a ladder, his head peeking out.
Mora is considered small in stature among the Spirit Chestnut Clan, and his face looks innocent and naive, but no one dares to underestimate him, after all, his racial talent is undeniable.
"The academy sank to the bottom, it must be related to this, right?" Vance wasn't sure either.
A few days ago, the dean had just returned when he slammed his fist on the table and summoned him. He rushed over in a hurry, only to find that the dean just wanted him to report on the matters of Luo Xi, the water-repelling stake, and the ruins.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Vance tentatively asked the academy how he could see the light of day again.
As a result, the dean waved her hand and said that she had her own plans, thus dismissing Vance.
I thought it would take another week or two to reach a conclusion, since the other party has always been rather lazy.
Unexpectedly, just a few days later, the dean issued a summons, saying that there was an important matter to announce.
It seems the Dean is also concerned about the resources consumed every day and takes this matter to heart. Vance stroked his chin, feeling that his long-standing frugality had been recognized.
I just don't know how the academy will rise.
The Alchemy Academy hasn't built enough golems yet, and it seems like the academy's advancement is a long way off. Does the headmaster intend to do it himself?
Thinking of this, he turned his head, intending to ask Zhu En about the situation.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in the head chair of the conference table.
The Dean of the Academy is here?
Everyone's expression tightened, and they immediately stopped talking and stared at each other.
After all, he's a big shot at level ten or higher, and their direct superior, so they have to show him this much respect.
But the shadow seems a bit off today. It doesn't look like a dragon at all—why are there tentacles waving around?
Everyone was puzzled. Had the academy dean awakened some new quirk?
That shadow was Fang Qi.
He had just slipped into the head seat and was adjusting his posture.
Fang Qi's true form is a treasure chest, and treasure chests are inherently short.
He doesn't change size randomly, and when he's sitting in a chair, he's completely invisible.
If the headmaster is not allowed to sit at the table on his first appearance, it would be a disgrace to his authority.
So Fang Qi came up with a plan: he had Vicky hug him and he sat on Vicky's arm.
To match this design, Fang Qi even extended several tentacles to mimic the entrance effects of an important figure.
This is called materializing the aura.
"Move back a little further, I feel like I'm not in the right position," Fang Qi said to Vicky.
Vicky reluctantly moved over, giving Fang Qi a better view.
It's really strange that our own administrator is so naive. He clearly has enough resources to control the rise and fall of a city-state.
"Sit down properly, and be serious." Fang Qi struck a pose: "Turn on the lights, turn on the illumination!"
Snapped.
Vicky, expressionless, controlled a spotlight to shine down from above onto Fang Qi, inevitably illuminating herself as well.
"Vicky?!" Vance was the first to react, surprised. "What are you doing here? There are empty seats at the back if you're attending the meeting. Why don't you sit there?"
In Vance's eyes, Vicky was just a familiar, and in principle, she shouldn't be on the table.
But she represented the Divine Stele and was carrying a strange box, which seemed to be arranged by the headmaster, so Vance naturally wouldn't offend her.
If it's a major event like the academy's ascent, it's quite reasonable for the academy head to invite representatives from "Vision" over.
Vance was glad he had reserved a spot in advance.
"Where are these guys looking?" Fang Qi thought to himself, speechless at being ignored. He figured he might as well turn it into a food truck next time. That way, at least it would be bigger and more impressive.
Fortunately, Vicky is also a sensible Palu.
She glanced around and spoke for Fang Qi, saying, "I'm here on behalf of Dean Xi Ya to announce something."
A brief pause.
"From now on, the affairs of the academy will be fully managed by the acting dean, Fang Qi. Everyone will receive a notification when they return. I hope we can cooperate smoothly."
"This gentleman is Fang Qi," Vicky said, pointing to the box in her arms before anyone else could ask, signaling everyone to focus their attention. "It's a treasure box that Sia brought from Sky Island. He's proficient in many areas, including human resources, management, finance, construction, and energy. He's a very well-rounded and outstanding talent—a treasure box expert."
"Uh—" The professors were momentarily stunned.
Vance smoothed things over, saying, "So you're a treasure chest keeper from Skypiea, huh? Haha, that makes sense!"
It matches! It matches perfectly!
Vance recalled the academy president's inexplicable question from that day and had the answer in his heart.
No wonder she kept asking Vicky about those boxes; it turns out she brought boxes from home and was planning to use them to pave the road!
The professors, now with a way out, chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes, we need to nurture them for a long time!"
It must have been kept for a long time. I guess it's a treasure chest that the academy head keeps at home, and it's come down to experience life.
Sure, they're just getting paid anyway, it doesn't matter who's in charge. They can just run away if necessary. They're rank 7, where can't they go?
However, this is a misunderstanding of Fang Qi. Fang Qi did not intend to make any big moves as a new official. He just wanted to meet his future Palus and discuss a proposal.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Fang Qi cleared his throat and adopted an official tone: "Now that the academy is submerged, it consumes a large amount of resources every day to maintain the water-repelling pillars. Undoubtedly, this is a huge waste. Rising to the surface is of utmost urgency. My lords—ahem, what are your thoughts?"
Although he had never heard the voice before, Vance felt a strange sense of familiarity with it.
He didn't think much of it, because those words struck a chord with him: "Why don't you step in and let the headmistress and her dragon friends lend a hand?"
Vance's plan was that although he didn't dare to advise the dean, Fang Qi, as "one of his own," could at least say a few words.
This was the most economical method he could think of.
Vance counted, and there were nine dragons in total.
Lifting Kowloon Island will be a piece of cake!
"Ah~ that's not quite right," Fang Qi said, waving his hand. "Our school motto is self-reliance and hard work. If we rely on the help of others for everything, wouldn't that make us look incompetent? I do have an immature idea."
Before Vance and the professors could recall where this school motto had come from, Fang Qi abruptly changed the subject, revealing his true intentions: "Juan, you send all the golems out to repair roads to facilitate mineral transportation; Vance, you go with Aura and the others to find the Blue Whales to help; those in combat professions are responsible for clearing out the surrounding monsters and teaching adventurers their professional skills and transcendent techniques. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"
Everything's been arranged, so what's there to object to? The professors looked at each other, puzzled.
Clang.
A sign popped up at Seth's location: "Support!"