The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

At the same time, the door to the principal's office on the third floor of the administration building at Tianqi No. 3 Middle School was pushed open.

Liu Zhenguo was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, with a metal badge pinned to his chest that symbolized "Deputy Director of the Tianqi City Bureau of Job Change".

He looked hurried, clutching a red-headed document that had just come out of the fax machine.

"Director Liu, you received the notification too?"

From the other end of the corridor, a slightly anxious female voice came.

Zhou Yueyue was wearing a light blue robe that allowed for easy movement, and her long hair, which had been loose, was now neatly tied into a high ponytail.

She walked quickly over, her face, which usually carried a gentle smile, now filled with sternness.

As the former homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 12, her resume has already been gilded because she discovered Gu Xu, this "unparalleled gem".

Today, she is not only the vice principal and head of the senior three grade department of this key high school.

He is also a highly regarded fourth-tier professional in the city.

"Received."

Liu Zhenguo stopped and glanced at Zhou Yueyue's combat attire. He nodded and said, "Special-level combat readiness mobilization order. All professionals above the fourth rank, regardless of their current employment or location, are to immediately proceed to the provincial professional headquarters for assembly and be ready to provide support at any time."

As he spoke, he looked up at the eastern sky.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, as a high-level professional, he could still vaguely sense the terrifying fluctuations coming from the other side.

That was a sound that even the rules of heaven and earth trembled; it was a life-or-death struggle at the demigod level.

"I heard that Marshal Ye Nantian has woken up..."

Zhou Yueyue's voice trembled slightly, a mixture of awe for the legend and worry about the collapsing situation: "Even an ancestor of such profound heritage has to burn his life force to fight. The situation on the front lines is probably ten times worse than what the report says."

The two walked downstairs side by side, their footsteps sounding particularly hurried in the empty corridor.

In the past, faced with a national catastrophe, Liu Zhenguo, a seasoned official who had been navigating the bureaucracy for many years, might have at least considered how to protect himself.

But today, he did not hesitate at all.

"We need to hurry."

As Liu Zhenguo straightened his cuffs, he said in a deep voice, "The helicopter is already waiting on the playground at the school gate. At this time, the people of Tianqi City cannot afford to mess up."

Zhou Yueyue nodded, and quickened her pace.

As the two walked through the connecting corridor between the teaching buildings, they slowed down a bit when they passed the senior high school teaching area.

The students in the classroom were not attending class.

All the multimedia screens were on, showing the battle that would determine the fate of Sherlock.

What appeared on the screen was the young figure from the Silver Moon Realm, sitting in a bridal sedan chair and looking down on the geniuses of various countries as worthless grass.

Upon seeing the young man sitting in the bridal sedan chair, Liu Zhenguo's previously tense face revealed a genuine sense of pride and a smile.

"These are the students who graduated from our school."

Liu Zhenguo sighed, his tone full of wistfulness: "Who would have thought that just a short while ago, General Gu was an ordinary student who didn't stand out from the crowd!"

"I never imagined that in the blink of an eye, he would become the face of our Divine Xia Empire."

Recalling the scene when Gu Xu first summoned Chen Qianqian, the school beauty, Zhang Hao, and the students in the class, they were terrified, Zhou Yueyue couldn't help but smile.

"yes."

Looking at the student on the screen who remained arrogant and domineering even when facing attacks from the whole world, Zhou Yueyue's eyes were full of satisfaction: "General Gu is fighting desperately in the Silver Moon Realm, and we teachers can't hold him back."

"Of course!"

Liu Zhenguo puffed out his chest, as if he were the one who had dominated the international stage: "Young friend Gu is now a major general, several ranks higher than me in terms of military rank."

"Once this disaster is over, as the principal, I'll have to salute him when we meet."

At this point, Liu Zhenguo's eyes reddened slightly.

He took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself: "For the sake of our descendants, even if I, an old man, were to throw my bones into the East China Sea, it would be worth it!"

A tragic yet heroic sentiment spread between the two.

They hurried down the steps, crossed the familiar tree-lined path, and ran towards the school gate.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the sycamore trees, dappling the ground.

The cicadas chirped tirelessly in the treetops, seemingly unaware of the catastrophe unfolding in the world.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the tree-lined path and turn the corner, they would see the school gate.

"Um?"

As a high-level mage, Zhou Yueyue sensed something was amiss.

She stopped abruptly, her staff sliding instantly into her palm as she looked ahead warily: "Director Liu, wait! There seems to be someone ahead..."

"Is anyone there?"

Liu Zhenguo was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

The entire school is now under martial law. Students are in classrooms, and teachers are maintaining order. Apart from the military personnel waiting for them, there should be no other people at the school gate.

Moreover, Zhou Yueyue's expression told him that this "person" gave her a dangerous feeling.

The two carefully turned the corner.

next second.

There, on that century-old sycamore tree, stood a figure dressed in a long black robe, standing quietly.

He was facing away from the sun, gazing eastward. As if sensing someone approaching, the person turned slightly and looked at the two of them.

This slight turn of the head was like an invisible bolt of lightning striking the top of their heads, freezing them in place.

The two of them opened and closed their mouths for a long time, just about to say something.

however.

The young man in black robes did not give him a chance to speak.

Suddenly, a clock pattern appeared deep within his unfathomable pupils and began to slowly rotate.

Om-!

There were no aggressive energy fluctuations, nor any mental impact.

But Liu Zhenguo and Zhou Yueyue felt the world around them suddenly shake.

The sunlight seemed to grow even more glaring, and the cicadas' chirping seemed to become even more noisy.

An indescribable sense of disorientation instantly enveloped their consciousness.

It's as if someone took an eraser and gently wiped away some dirt in their minds.

The expressions on their faces quickly faded, especially Liu Zhenguo, who regained his principal's authority and displeasure.

"You classmate!"

Liu Zhenguo frowned, put his hands behind his back, looked the black-robed youth up and down, and said sternly, "It's class time now. The whole school is watching the live broadcast of the front-line battle and the Silver Moon Realm."

"Why aren't you in the classroom? What are you doing wandering around the school gate?"