Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 4351 New Students of the Academy City
After explaining Luigi's situation, Angel cut off his telepathic communication with Laplace.

He leaned back in the principal's chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, silently sorting through the two pieces of information he had just learned.

He was somewhat surprised by the news about the Evening Bell of Night City, as the level actually contained two worlds, but upon reflection, he realized that even the remnants of a demon god had appeared in the Echo Library, so the existence of two worlds wasn't so strange after all.

Moreover, the countermeasures taken from the rabbit hole side are quite prudent.

With the Nightmare Node and the Gray Porcelain talent, facing the Boundless Ghosts should be no problem; even if something unexpected happens, Gabriel's jinx can be used as a trump card to overturn the table.

Therefore, Angell was not too worried about the situation at Rabbit Hole.

However, he was quite concerned about the information from Luigi's side.

After all, this kind of special "dungeon collaboration" using reality as a medium is extremely rare.

Moreover, he suspected that the Uriel instance was related to the Misty Forest instance. Although he kept repeating this to himself and readily presented various pieces of evidence, he was actually still unsure.

After the Fool's Academy incident is over, Angor plans to focus on these two dungeons.

……

time flies.

Another hour passed.

The fifth batch of faculty and staff members have finally completed learning how to use the assistive hand.

Upon receiving this news, Angel immediately notified the Spirit of the City, instructing all faculty and staff to assemble at the school gate to welcome the new students.

After a full day of settling in and out, Angor was finally ready to bring all the Prussians into the Dream Crystal Plains.

After the spirit of the city made a school-wide announcement, Angell stood on the balcony of the principal's office and looked out into the distance.

The rain hadn't stopped; it had started falling when he entered the City of Fools and was still drizzling, like a misting sprayer constantly washing every part of the city.

Just half a day ago, no matter how heavy the rain was, it couldn't wash away the desolation of Fool's Academy—empty buildings stood in the rain, and there wasn't a soul on the school road, like an abandoned, deserted city.

But things are clearly different now.

The rain was still falling, but the school town came back to life.

Tall mechanical carriages shuttled along the roads of the school city, while mechanical birds occasionally swept across the sky, drawing an arc in the clouds.

Thousands of faculty and staff members moved about, their hurried steps and hushed conversations mingling with the sound of rain.

Although the city was vast and the scattered figures made it seem empty, the sporadic sounds and busy figures had injected new vitality into the cold city, a stark contrast to the deathly silence of half a day ago.

Angell stood quietly on the balcony, watching the figures coming and going below, and a sense of emotion welled up in his heart.

Everything is starting to get back on track.

I wonder what this place will be like the next time I come to Xuecheng?
It should get better, after all, the Prussians are known as "Seekers of the Way". Once they gain wisdom, the City of Fools will definitely take off like a rocket.

It remains a classical city built of gray stone.

Maybe next time I come, I'll see the futuristic... Star Academy.

Although he hasn't left yet, he's already looking forward to their next reunion.

Half an hour later.

The school gates were already packed with people. Apart from a small number of faculty and staff who were taking care of the first three groups of Prussians, all other teachers, support staff, including the dean and vice-principal of the college, had come here.

Angor rode his mechanical bird, soaring through the sky, instantly eliciting cheers from the crowd below.

Most people who see him have an undisguised excitement in their eyes.

In their eyes, Angel is the absolute core of the Dream Mirror, the savior of the Daytime Mirror Realm, and now he has also provided them with a stable world, so naturally he will be supported and admired by everyone.

Of course, there was also a small group of people in the crowd with a completely different style.

They were all pouting and sighing, their faces showing utter despair.

It's obvious without even thinking that it must be one of the few people in the management group.

Since being forcibly assigned tasks, this group of people have been working day and night, finally experiencing the same kind of breakdown Mona had gone through. These tasks are increasingly absurd in difficulty, leaving them overwhelmed and miserable.

So it would be a miracle if he didn't look happy when he saw the hands-off manager, Angel...

"But don't be fooled by their expressions, they're just putting on an act."

Angell turned his head and calmly spoke to the spirit of the Citadel beside him, "I can sense that they are actually quite convinced of my abilities deep down."

The spirit of the city was silent for two seconds, then said quietly, "Is that so? Then why didn't we join the welcoming crowd, but instead deliberately hid on the roof of this building?"

—Angol and the spirit of the city did not stop at the school gate, but landed on the roof of a nearby building.

"What do you mean by hiding? I just think the view is better here." Angell looked casually at the faculty and staff waving in the distance, his tone nonchalant.

"Moreover, if I enter the crowd, it will definitely cause a very enthusiastic response, which would disrupt the order of the welcoming ceremony."

The Spirit of the City: "Oh."

You continue making things up, I'm listening.

Although the spirit of the city did not speak his mind, under his supersensory perception, how could Angor not know what he was thinking?

Angel sighed helplessly. He was telling the truth just now. Although the people in the management group were criticizing him in the group and he had just looked miserable, his extrasensory perception wouldn't lie.

These managers still have a lot of self-respect.

Of course, respect may be less than resentment, but having resentment does not mean disrespect, right?
Angel coughed lightly, ignoring the meaningful look in the eyes of the Spirit of the Citadel: "I'm giving you a task: inform everyone to prepare for the orientation."

Now that all the faculty and staff have arrived, it's time to begin the formal welcoming process.

The spirit of the academy nodded slightly, closed its eyes, and its consciousness instantly spread out, silently transmitting Angel's instructions into the minds of every faculty and staff member.

As the notice was issued, the once noisy school gate gradually quieted down.

Everyone is on high alert.

The ceremony was ostensibly a "welcome to the new year," but everyone present knew in their hearts that what they were really facing was an extremely large number of empty shells.

It's highly likely that each of them is responsible for guiding dozens, or even hundreds, of empty shells.

Even though most hollow people are docile and easy to care for, the sheer number of them still kept everyone on edge.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were in a state of war.

The atmosphere at the scene changed from cheerful and relaxed to serious and solemn.

Seeing this, Angell did not delay any longer. He closed his eyes and focused his mind on the Tree of Power. Using the dual powers of the "Gate of Dreams" and the "Gatekeeper," he began to pull batches of Prusia people on the Dream Bridge into the Dream Crystal Plains.

He was already very familiar with this process.

Initially, only one thousand people will be deployed at a time. They will be guided to the crystal artifact at the entrance of the Fool's Academy dungeon, and then directly sent into the dungeon, landing at the main gate of the academy.

Before long, the first batch of one thousand Prussians landed safely.

He deliberately let a small number of people in first to test the efficiency of the faculty and staff in responding.

As he predicted, a thousand people were just an appetizer for the current faculty and staff.

The logistics team sprang into action almost reflexively, each member taking charge of their assigned area.

Some maintained their positions, while others quickly stepped forward, deftly placing their assisting hands on the Prushi's back. The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, with almost no pauses.

Once all the support equipment was installed, Angel was surprised to find that just twenty support staff members had led the thousand people smoothly into the enrollment process in an orderly manner.

The entire process took much shorter than expected.

The only minor incident occurred when a few Prussians seemed particularly averse to the rain. Although they were not consciously aware of it, their bodies instinctively resisted the water droplets, causing a small disturbance on the spot.

However, the logistics team reacted quickly, using whatever materials were available to make makeshift rain gear out of their coats to shield them from the drizzle. These Purusha people, who were sensitive to rain, soon returned to their original dazed state.

Overall, this minor disturbance has no impact on the overall situation.

But this episode also revealed something: even though the Prusia people became unconscious hollow beings, they still retained their own "nature".

Fear of rain, fear of dirt, fear of noise... these imprints etched deep in the soul will not completely disappear just because one loses consciousness.

When they re-enter the outside world and adapt to external laws, those deep-seated instincts will be quietly activated, and even situational stress will occur.

Although it was the first time the logistics team had encountered such a situation, they handled it quite efficiently.

Angell, watching from the rooftop, couldn't help but nod slightly.

The response was far more efficient than expected, and the order was remarkably stable.

Since that's the case, there's no need to be conservative anymore.

He directly increased the number of people in the second batch from one thousand to three thousand.

Three times the usual quantity, yet it didn't faze the logistics team. As if united by a single will, they swiftly produced the auxiliary tools, quickly distributing and installing them.

Then, under Lawrence's direction, those "troublemakers" who reacted particularly strongly were singled out and their problems were addressed in a targeted manner.

Finally, with only fifty-odd people, they led the three thousand new students into the formal enrollment process in an orderly manner.

Although the process took a few minutes longer than the first batch due to dealing with troublemakers, the overall flow was actually smoother than the first wave.

It is obvious that three thousand people are still not the limit for the logistics team.

A flicker of interest crossed Angell's eyes: "Let me see just how far you've come!"

For the third batch, Angell doubled the number of people entering again, raising it to six thousand.

The logistics team continued to perform steadily.

In less than fifteen minutes, Lawrence had arranged the support team of six thousand people and calmed down the troublemakers. Then, Lawrence arranged for one hundred and thirty logistics personnel to lead the group of freshmen into the depths of the campus in batches.

For the fourth batch, Angell increased the number again, bringing it to 10,000.

Even at this point, the logistics team was still able to maintain order.

However... too many people entered, and the overcrowding made the disturbance caused by the troublemaker even more chaotic.

However, the situation is generally under control.

By this point, Angel had basically confirmed the logistics team's limits: around 12,000 to 13,000 men could be successfully received.

However, Angel did not push the logistics team to its limit. After all, the area at the school gate was too small; ten thousand people would be about right. Any higher... and the troublemakers inside would not just cause a disturbance, but a stampede.

To be on the safe side and avoid any accidents caused by a sudden surge in numbers, Angell will control the number of people he guides in each subsequent batch to between eight thousand and ten thousand.

As it turns out, this size is just right; the faculty and staff team can complete the entire process of reception, diversion, and placement in about twenty minutes.

For the next six hours, Angell received a new batch of patients every twenty minutes.

Seventeen batches, totaling nearly 140,000 Prussians, entered the City of Fools in such an orderly manner.

Just as the last batch of new students were being guided through the enrollment process, the rain that had been drizzling for most of the day finally stopped.

The clouds slowly dispersed, and a ray of warm sunlight pierced the sky, shining on the buildings of Fool's Academy, dispelling the damp chill brought by the rain, and illuminating the busy figures on campus.

By this time, the crowd gathered at the school gate had long since disappeared.

All faculty and staff have been assigned to their posts: the logistics team is responsible for guiding ordinary new students, while the teaching team is specifically looking after those "troublemakers" who react differently. Everyone is performing their duties in an orderly manner.

With this, the orientation activities have officially come to an end.

The Fool's City has finally entered a new phase in a truly meaningful way.

Next, all that's left is to wait for school to start.

As for matters related to the start of the school year, Angell does not intend to get too involved.

He has already set up the framework, established the rules, and assigned the necessary personnel. Now it's time for the management and faculty to perform their respective duties.

Unless there are major unforeseen events or he is required to appoint new managers, Angell prefers to hand over the reins to those who are truly running the Academy.

……

Although the crowd at the school gate had dispersed, Angel did not leave. He remained on the roof of the building, overlooking the new developments in the academic city.

With a large influx of new students, the streets are now bustling with activity.

Logistics personnel led groups of Prussians back and forth, while teachers gently soothed the restless "troublemakers" on the sidelines, their soft lights flickering intermittently in the crowd.

After the drizzle, the sunlight shone between the buildings, casting long, vibrant shadows. The once lifeless academic town was finally filled with life and vitality, every corner radiating with vigor.

The arrival of the new students also awakened a new generation in the academic city.

Moreover, Angel could clearly sense that with the influx of a large number of people, the energy cycle of the entire academy system had begun to operate.

In other words, after a period of time, the Xuecheng Crystal Instrument will be able to achieve full public accessibility.

In fact, we can already mass-produce the Academy Crystals and equip them to the logistics and teaching staff so that they can manage the new students more easily.

Angor informed the Spirit of the Citadel of this situation.

The latter nodded: "I will cooperate with Dean Pixi to complete the manufacturing of the Academy Crystal as soon as possible to ensure that it is distributed as needed."

After a pause, the spirit of the academy hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "Headmaster... are you leaving?"

Angel could see a hint of reluctance in the eyes of the City Spirit. He chuckled and said, "I will definitely leave, but I'm not going to disappear completely. If you really need me, just contact me using the crystal."

"As for now, before I leave, there's one more thing I need to do..."