The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"I'm fine. This level of consumption was within my expectations, and compared to what I received, these backlashes are completely acceptable."

Su Yuehe looked satisfied.

Hongyuan leaned closer and asked curiously, "Little Rich Sister, are the characters on this tortoise really that precious?"

The Mystic Turtle shrank its neck on the Red Iris's leg, trying to minimize its presence, afraid that its owner would sell it for money again.

Yin Chen stood by the wall, toying with the newly modified Frost Staff in his hand, his ears already perked up.

It's impossible to say he wasn't curious at all.

Chen Guan stood by the window, the bright sunlight falling on his profile, waiting for Su Yuehe's reply.

The image of the altar he had just seen was still lingering in his mind.

That ancient demon script is indeed a key to unlocking deeper secrets.

Su Yuehe raised her head and glanced at the few people in the dormitory. What was valuable was the ability to master the words themselves, not the stories behind them.

Therefore, she didn't have much to be ambiguous about.

"This ancient demon script is not just a single character; it is a record and a signpost guiding the way."

An Changqing held a glass of warm water, his brows slowly furrowing together.

"What was recorded? If you intend to continue accessing even more dangerous sources of knowledge, I suggest you stop immediately. Your mental strength simply cannot withstand the continuous high-pressure backlash."

Su Yuehe looked at An Changqing, her tone very calm but revealing an unyielding stubbornness.

"Changqing, this is not only about my personal advancement in superpowers, but this record also contains a fragmented coordinate. That coordinate points to a snowy region deep in the North, an ancient ruin that is not recorded by the Superpower Association."

Upon hearing this, Hong Yuan's eyes immediately lit up.

She clapped her hands together, making a crisp sound: "The Northern Territory? It's over here? That's a good place to go. It'll be perfect for testing my newly sharpened axe. What kind of treasure is hidden at those coordinates?"

Su Yuehe gently shook her head: "I don't know the specifics because the coordinates are incomplete, but what is certain is that there is an altar left by an ancient civilization there. This ancient demon script is like a road sign on the outskirts of that altar."

An Changqing put down his water glass, his tone becoming stern: "It's too dangerous. The academy will absolutely not allow you to risk going to such an unexplored, high-risk area."

"Moreover, that area is under the close control of the military. Even student training is conducted within designated safety zones. Any unauthorized crossing of these zones will result in expulsion. This is not something that can be done arbitrarily."

Hong Yuan curled her lip, clearly unimpressed.

"An Changqing, you're too rigid. Rules are rules, but people are flexible. If the academy won't let us go, can't we think of another way?"

"If all else fails, once we get there, we can sneak away for half a day during a shift change. The North is so vast, and the snow is so thick; who can keep an eye on just a few of us?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Chen couldn't help but chuckle. Hong Yuan assumed this was someone skipping class.

"Red Kite, please put away your single-celled organism-like ideas. The military's detection network covers the entire northern border. Do you think you can use that newly made, broken axe to cleave through those radar scans? Times have changed."

"With your brutal methods, we probably won't even get five kilometers from the camp before the military patrol sends us back, along with a disciplinary warning."

Hong Yuan glared at Yin Chen, hands on her hips: "Stop being sarcastic. So what do you suggest we do? Are we just going to listen to An Changqing and stay in the camp like this, watching the coordinates of this high-level ruin rot in our hands?"

Yin Chen ignored Hong Yuan's provocation and looked at Su Yuehe with a leisurely tone.

"While An Changqing's concerns are valid, he overlooks an objective fact: the resource allocation network of the Human Council and the Superpower Association operates in many ways that bypass the Great Wall."

"If I'm not mistaken, Su should be able to bypass these formalities and find us a legitimate identity."

Su Yuehe nodded gently. Yin Chen was right.

"Yes, my mother has special scientific research authority directly under the parliament."

Although Su Yuehe's voice was still somewhat weak, her logic was very clear: "This authority was originally intended for senior researchers to explore new ruins. As long as I submit an application to define this exploration as a preliminary survey, I can openly lead the team into that snowy area. The academy's instructors have no right to interfere with the council's direct missions."

Su Yuehe actually included Long Ao in her calculations. Given Long Ao's personality, he would help her if she asked.

An Changqing was speechless. He had deliberately kept quiet just now because he was afraid that these people would really agree.

He could control the number of members in the association, but he couldn't control the number in the council; that was in Su Yuehe's hands.

Having a childhood sweetheart of too high a social status is sometimes not a good thing.

He opened his mouth, trying to find a reason to refute it, but in the end he could only let out a long sigh.

As the daughter of the speaker, Su Yuehe does indeed possess resource allocation capabilities that are difficult for ordinary people to match.

This privilege, which transcends conventional defenses, renders those rules like a piece of waste paper that can be crumpled at will.

"You even factored this into your calculations." An Changqing's tone was tinged with helplessness as he slowly lowered the warm water cup he was holding.

In a short period of time, Su Yuehe had already come up with a solution, it seems she was determined.

Su Yuehe shook her head, her voice soft yet firm: "Changqing, although the coordinates recorded in that ancient demon script are incomplete, the aura it emits indicates that the altar has existed for longer than any other Northern Relics that we currently know of."

"If we miss this opportunity and the military or other high-level expeditions discover it first, we will never have the chance to access the core secrets again."

Hongyuan jumped off the edge of the bed, brandishing her double-edged axe in one hand, looking quite dashing.

"Little Rich Sister is absolutely right!" Hong Yuan laughed loudly, her voice echoing throughout the room.

"What's there to be afraid of? If the few of us work together, we can skin even an eighth-tier monster alive. You take care of the passes, and I'll handle the rest of the hard work."

An Changqing and the others didn't know, but Hong Yuan knew perfectly well that Yin Chen's husky was no ordinary dog.

Yin Chen leaned against the wall, his slender fingers gently stroking the frost crystals at the tip of his staff. He was not as blindly optimistic as Hong Yuan.

"The scientific research authorization only gives us a legitimate reason to enter high-risk areas; it does not reduce the actual danger factor in snowy and windy areas."

Yin Chen looked at Su Yuehe: "The extreme climate deep in the Northern Territory will greatly suppress the flow of spiritual energy. Hong Yuan's physical strength may be able to withstand it, but your mental strength has just suffered a backlash, and you will become very vulnerable in that environment."