After the conversation between Old Hazael and Lysandra, Amon found himself alone with the young woman.

Before leaving, Old Hazael handed Amon a spatial ring with a capacity of 100 cubic meters. Moreover, he provided him with a smartphone equipped with the latest technology. Amon’s personal information was already synchronized on the device. Additionally, the elder also gave him the exclusive identification card for students of the special class.

“Let’s go,” she said, her tone icy.

Amon remained unfazed and began to follow her.

Walking beside Lysandra, Amon noticed many piercing and hostile glances directed at him.

The feeling was even more uncomfortable than when he was in the company of Barbara and the others. Some of these looks even carried a certain threat.

“I have many admirers, be alert,” she remarked, with the same coldness. “I really don’t understand what went through that elder’s head.”

It was clear that Lysandra’s attitude towards Amon was quite different from the courtesy she had shown to Old Hazael. Now, she appeared more distant and direct, almost as if she was mentally reprimanding the elder, perhaps for entrusting her with the task of guiding Amon.

Keeping his expression calm, Amon observed the surroundings and commented, “It does seem that way.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you later,” she whispered. In her thoughts, a hint of irritation emerged: ‘Why doesn’t this fool realize and choose to go on his own?’

However, she had made a promise to introduce him to the facilities. Although she understood the vice-principal’s intentions, if she were to express her opinion, she would say he is being overly optimistic. The idea that she might be interested in a mere newcomer, who hasn’t yet reached Star Rank, was ludicrous. Even those who have achieved that rank barely catch her eye, let alone someone of a lower tier…

Next, Lysandra stopped in front of a remarkable building. It was a glass structure that seemed to change color depending on the viewing angle, oscillating between metallic and opalescent hues.

Floating structures surrounded the building, serving as study platforms or relaxation areas. The entrance was guarded by automatic doors that opened smoothly, revealing an interior illuminated by soft lights that adapted to the circadian rhythm.

At its center, a crystal-clear water fountain gushed, surrounded by ergonomic benches that seemed to mold to the body of whoever sat on them. It was a harmonious combination of technology and design, creating an environment conducive to learning and innovation.

“This is the Shops and Bookstores sector,” she said, her tone indifferent. With a subtle gesture, a holographic page appeared, floating in front of them, displaying detailed information.

Amon carefully observed the holographic page. The first section highlighted the Central Library, describing it as a sanctuary for reading enthusiasts, with a vast collection of books in both digital and physical formats. Interactive reading rooms and quiet study spaces were some of the features mentioned.

The next section detailed the Advanced Technology Store. Images of cutting-edge devices, virtual reality equipment, and demonstration areas filled the holographic space. Regular workshops and technical assistance were also mentioned.

Lastly, the Ancient Bookstore was introduced. An image of a serene environment, with shelves filled with rare editions and ancient manuscripts, dominated the scene. The scent of old books and comfortable reading chairs were described invitingly.

After a brief moment, she began walking towards the next structure.

Upon arrival, they both stood before an impressive facility. The building rose with elegant lines and gentle curves, reflecting light in a way that created a play of shadows and glimmers. The entrance was marked by glass doors that seemed to blend with the surroundings, and around it, small water fountains produced a serene sound, complementing the magical atmosphere of the place. It was a sight that undoubtedly captured the essence of innovation and art.

Lysandra pointed to the majestic building ahead. “This is the Art and Music Studio.” With a familiar gesture, a holographic page emerged before them, displaying details about the place.

Amon focused his attention on the floating page. The initial section highlighted the Art Studio, describing it as a space dedicated to visual expression. Rooms equipped for various techniques, from oil painting to digital sculpture, were mentioned. Galleries where students could display their works and workshops for guest artists were also part of the complex.

The next section detailed the Music Studio. Images of acoustically perfect rehearsal rooms, state-of-the-art recording studios, and a small auditorium for live performances filled the holographic space. A vast library of sheet music and a collection of musical instruments from various parts of the world were also mentioned.

Next, Lysandra guided Amon through a series of facilities, including inns, libraries, labs, auditoriums, student centers, cafeterias, lodgings, gardens, advanced research labs, and innovation centers.

“It’s done, my part here is over, do whatever you want on your own from now on,” Lysandra declared in an icy tone. With a graceful movement, she tossed her hair to the left side and, spinning on one foot, conjured a pair of luminous wings. In the blink of an eye, she took flight, disappearing into the horizon.

For a moment, Amon stood still, his eyes fixed in the direction she had taken, almost hypnotized by her departure. Shortly after, he regained his consciousness.

‘First, I need to check where I’ll be staying,’ Amon reflected. .

As Old Hazael had informed him, Amon was entitled to two lodgings: one with the other students, albeit more luxurious than the previous one, and another in this complex, located in an imposing tower.

Lifting his gaze, he identified the tower without needing Lysandra to point it out. .

As he headed to the tower, Amon crossed paths with some of the 100 students from the complex. Most cast fleeting glances, with no apparent intention of making contact.

Naturally, some recognized him from having seen him earlier with Lysandra. These observed him with some reservation, perhaps even hostility. It was evident they were assessing him, gathering information about the newcomer. What they would do with these impressions in the future was predictable.

Amon, however, remained unfazed and continued his path with determination.

With a brief blink of an eye, he teleported to the building’s entrance.

Upon entering, he presented the card, which promptly identified him.

“Welcome, Mr. Amon Tang. May your stay in this precinct be filled with achievements and enriching moments.” The robotic voice sounded with welcoming elegance.

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