"I can't believe... you've actually bought a house."
Ah Qing looked astonished, raising the little fox high and scrutinizing it as if trying to see flowers bloom on it.
While staring, Ah Qing subconsciously glanced at the little fox's piggy bank.
"I can't afford property in the Imperial Capital, it's just that friends on the road give me face..."
Speaking about that property in the Imperial Capital, an odd expression appeared on Ansheng's cheeks, who knew if the Fungal Parasitic Beast had the strength to repay the mortgage now.
"I don't even know if it's bare or fully furnished, just know that a few months' property fees are owed."
"Those are small matters, eventually, I can call a friend to decorate it like Water Curtain Cave for you."
Momo leaned in with a gossipy face, lying on Ah Qing's shoulder, reaching out under Ah Qing's armpit, and pinching the soft flesh on the sides of the little fox's belly, curiously asking:
"Compared to the property problem, I'm actually more curious about tomorrow's Deepening Exchange Conference."
"Those professors and students from other schools, as well as my hometown friends, seem to be on missions, heading straight for the Spirit Beast within the campus..."
"Moreover, Professor Huang specifically interviewed us, advising us to be cautious of scams during this time, and to open the interception of unknown calls on our phones."
Momo looked at the little fox curiously, very interested in the underlying reasons for the Deepening Exchange Conference.
They were aware of the Security Bureau's matters, and even the abnormalities within the school.
But the field departments of the Security Bureau didn't intersect with the research management departments, some things, unless reaching Wang Qiqi's level, couldn't involve cross-departmental related work and the reasons for executing tasks.
"It's nothing serious, just that our college is so wealthy, even the neighbors next door are green with envy..."
Ansheng thought for a while, explaining to Ah Qing and the others about the Spiritual Particles scientific research system and small legion combat mode.
Apart from Li Wenkang's type, those who conduct foundational research in Spiritual Particles have sufficient funding, while other institutes' funding sources are outcome papers and commercial transformation.
People at their poorest may resort to desperate measures, those researchers when poor even dare to call Spirit Beasts their buddies.
"Hold on..."
Listening to Ansheng, Momo suddenly realized the information revealed in the little fox's speech:
"Are you saying... if our class group achieves paper outcomes in the fifth year, we could get the college's special funding support, acquire independent laboratories and equipment, ultimately... become a large institution?"
"Yeah! Like our neighboring College of Materials' 'As Heavens and Earth Last Forever' and our college's 'Mother's Embryonic Single Body,' all emerged from the predecessor of the New Emerging College." Ansheng looked at Momo with a peculiar expression, not quite understanding why Momo reacted so strangely.
Publishing outcome papers clearly aids students with special funding rules from the college.
The moment Momo spoke, all four in the dormitory, including Ah Qing, showed strange expressions, glancing at each other awkwardly.
"..."
Ah Qing spoke with a weird expression: "Our study group's name is 'Southern Liang Ends as Northern Dynasty'..."
"At that time, the teacher said casually, letting our group members discuss and choose one themselves because, um..."
As Ah Qing spoke, she hesitated and didn't continue.
This involved a story where, in freshman year, Momo's classmates competed in peacock-display events, which finally ended when Mo Shengjie appeared, shattering everyone's fantasies.
When discussing names for the group, male classmates voted for a very flamboyant name.
Initially, everyone was indifferent; Momo even agreed with a smile.
Until now, when the little fox brought it up, the name of their class study group was recorded, and it may become the name of their research institute later on...
In an instant, the sisters in the dorm all looked panic-stricken...
"???"
Upon hearing this, Ansheng typed a question mark, looked at Ah Qing in shock, and complained:
"What's with these ridiculous names of yours? Hurry up and find the professor to change the registration name, it's absurd..."
Names like 'As Heavens and Earth Last Forever' and 'Mother's Embryonic Single Body' are at least ideally or humorously intended.
Even though Ansheng felt that the name of Ah Qing's group had a ninety percent chance of not passing the review, but if by any chance the review committee decided to favor Master Fuli, it could pass.
"Go, head over tomorrow as soon as you wake up." Ah Qing and Momo already felt cold sweat running down their backs.
"By the way, inform Yuyu, their group name seems to be 'Three-zhang Tall Grass on the Tomb'..."
The meaning of 'Three-zhang Tall Grass on the Tomb' indicates the rough life of agriculture students, with a touch of desolation yet strong resilience, implying that spring brings life anew...
It's a decent joke.
But thinking about the outcome paper with such a name, or to have 'Southern Liang Ends as Northern Dynasty' as a signature...
Can't bear to imagine, Momo couldn't even handle the thought, she didn't even dare write that name as corresponding author.
"What a mess..."
Ansheng clicking his tongue with amazement, if not for today suddenly discussing the Deepening Exchange, he wouldn't have known about Ah Qing's group name being so absurd.
The neighboring group was even more absurd, even invoking tomb grass.
Next time during free time, it might be worth asking Old Li for a domestic top research institute list to see.
Check if there are any more unlucky ones.
......
The dorm was peaceful as soft murmurs about the little fox flowed.
Outside the dormitory, loud "bro" calls prevailed.
Among the colleges attending the Deepening Exchange, biochemistry and hospital-related majors were the most represented, even some from Imperial Capital's College of Agriculture attended while mechanical and materials colleges had no time to participate at all.
Chemistry and hospital-related majors... in the eyes of Spirit Beasts, were virtually the Grim Reaper.
Those folks, day after day, held needles, calling "baby," "darling," "no pain," and jabbed large stainless steel needles into Spirit Beasts' rear ends.
In the Spirit Beast Circle, the reputation of chemistry and hospital-related majors was stink ten miles ahead.
Even Spirit Beasts who haven't undergone physical examinations distanced themselves after listening to firsthand accounts.
Big, strong Spirit Beasts were actually more sensitive than humans to injuries and pain.
Wild beasts injured in the wild, have no wild humans returning to help treat them.
Spirit Beasts refuse any injury, unwilling to take even the slightest risk.
Forget calling them bro, even calling them dad wouldn't work; the fat cat didn't even step outside, hiding in its den, fearing Sister Leopard pushing it out as a "volunteer."
"Boom—"
Not even five thirty in the morning, suddenly within the campus, a deep rumbling sounded, followed by the "whoosh" of water, akin to torrential rain falling within an instant.
Even with vibrating accompanied, startling Ansheng awake from her nap within Ah Qing's arms.
"Hmm? Was that an earthquake?"
Ansheng swiftly raised her head, somewhat surprised, surveying the dorm surroundings.
This tremor...
Could it have awakened some ancient relic?
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
But even without Master Fuli contemplating deeply, the black-chested cockroach and small tea tree patrolling the balcony guardrail reported to the newly awakened Master Fuli what had just occurred.
The Qinling Divine Tree erupted, delivering a punch that sent someone flying across space, cleaving rivers and lakes, and heavily striking the depths of the lake. The crocodile now soared to the sky.
That punch was very ferocious, very powerful...