Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

"Hello, dear Director of the Space-Time Administration, I am Ils, and I wonder what you think of my school's invitation."

Lasadel tapped his fair chin and said, "You can let me go, but I have a small request."

Ilse asked, maintaining her politeness and friendliness.

"Appreciate further details."

Lasadelle said softly, "I have several students to recommend to the Galaxy Galaxy Academy."

"They are from...Blue Star."

Ilse's eyes, which had been drooping, suddenly opened wide, and his drooping eyelids tightened abruptly. He looked at Lasadel in disbelief.

"Blue Star?!"

Realizing her own gaffe, Ilse hastened to conceal her embarrassment and spoke tentatively in a subtle tone.

"Ahem... Lord Lasadel, the Blue Star you are talking about is the one that robs interstellar pirates, disrupts the black market, shuttles around the edges of major battlefields to pick up equipment, appears and disappears mysteriously, and likes to gossip on the interstellar Internet, causing bloody storms?"

"........."

These questions made Lasadel confused.

She frowned unconsciously: "Did Lan Xing do all this?"

Ilse blew his beard and said, "What do you think? The news about the Space Administration is still on the front page of Interstellar Network."

“Why would you recommend them?”

Ilse's eyelids twitched. He had heard that the Space Administration had a different attitude towards Blue Star, but most people thought it was groundless. But now it seems...

Those interstellar netizens revealed the truth, the prophets!

What is this? Is wisdom among the people?

Lasadel, who had been silent for a long time, blinked and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

She said with regret: "As the Spacetime Administration, we are naturally responsible for spacetime anomalies, especially those related to the Spacetime Demon God."

"Since Blue Star has gained a glimmer of hope from the Spacetime Demon God, the Spacetime Administration will naturally not turn a blind eye to Blue Star because of a small problem."

Ilse stroked his beard, squinting his eyes, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Really?"

"Well, I am more interested in them. It would be impolite to ask any more questions, Ilse."

Ils was hesitant for a moment after hearing this answer. Judging from Lasadelle's expression, Blue Star was indeed outstanding, but what kind of impact would they have on the Galaxy Academy...

No one can predict this...

Lasadelle sighed and had to use his trump card: "Your former student, the blue-feathered crane from Contract Star, is now on Blue Star."

"You can always trust the vision of the Contract Star. After all, their vision for selecting partners is as unique as ever."

Ilse suddenly looked up, and distant memories rolled out of the sea from the depths of her mind.

I shouted very friendly, Hi, do you remember the crane by the Daming Lake?

Ilse covered her head in annoyance. That student who didn’t like to talk and was so rigid…

"He went to Blue Star?"

Ilse paced back and forth in the office, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead in anxiety, and he was muttering something quickly and quietly.

"It's over, it's over. Does Contract Star know about this? Are they really planning to make friends with Blue Star..."

"Should I take the risk..."

Seeing that Ilse began to waver, Lasadel decisively added the final chip.

"I remember that the performance of Galaxy Academy in the interstellar league in recent years has not been satisfactory. Although it is not at the bottom, it is hard to say how it will perform in the next interstellar league."

"Dean Ilse...take a gamble?"

Ilse paced back and forth, his hand stroking his beard shaking unconsciously. How could it be so easy to just gamble?

He was thinking carefully about the interests involved and knocked a pen off the corner of the table as he passed it.

He bent down, picked up the pen and put it back where it was. When he raised his eyes, he felt as if he was under a spell and could not move his eyes away.

On the wall opposite the expensive wooden table, there is a plaque about the original purpose of the establishment of the Galaxy Academy.

Establish your mind and morals, educate others and yourself, and entrust your life to the future.

Ilse suddenly remembered what he had said when he took over the position of principal.

We should spread precious knowledge to the barren land and entrust the future to the flowers blooming on that land.

Instead of making a flower shed that only grows expensive flower seeds.

Ils, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly felt guilty. He smiled bitterly and said, "...Lasadel, you are right. The Interstellar Alliance should indeed change. I am crazy."

"As the principal of the Galaxy Academy, I am ashamed to be blinded by the changes in power and the struggles of forces."

"I agreed to what you said."

Ilse looked at the line of handwriting, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Schools are the nurturing grounds for the enlightened. How can they be affected by the disturbances in the outside world?"

"Galaxy Galaxy Academy, welcome Blue Star."

Outside the Blue Star, people who did not participate in the salvation journey also began to get busy.

The fleet returned, and the various technological explosions made the researchers excited and troubled.

My hair fell all over the floor overnight.

The person responsible for receiving the signal was bewildered when he saw the ten admission invitations sent to him.

"Huh? Galaxy Academy? Are they crazy?"

The companion next to him rubbed his eyes in disbelief and tilted his head back with an expression of disbelief.

"Oh my god, am I dreaming? They will invite us?"

"What kind of fantasy is this?"

The guy receiving the signal shook his head like a rattle.

"I don't understand. I don't understand. Let's pray that Captain Ying Cang and the others will come back soon."

As he spoke, he pointed outside, raised his hand and muttered softly.

"There are some we put in there, the little princess of Filson Star. I heard that she only wants pretty things. Let's go find some pretty things and exchange them for good things from her."

Looking at his brother making faces, the man standing scratched his head embarrassedly.

"That's not good. We've already changed a lot and the bill is running high."

"I think the Filson Empire will not default on its debt when the time comes."

The young man sitting there twitched his lips: "You...have you exchanged all the things in other people's hands?"

"correct."

"And then you gave things to them and asked the princess to sign the bill?"

"correct."

"Damn you! Can you be a human being?"

The people standing there were speechless: "You're talking as if you weren't the one who let them in."

"She offered it on her own initiative, so I shouldn't refuse it. Besides, it's not my responsibility to receive her."

"Look for the receptionist."

The person sitting there put away the ten admission invitations, encrypted them with more than ten layers, then turned around and asked.

"Who is the genius who received you?"

"Wang Xueyang...the president and student of Dongxia No. 1 High School."

The two brothers looked at each other in silence and sighed at the same time.

Although it has been less than a month since they returned, they already know most of the major events on Blue Planet.

After all, nothing is difficult for netizens, and then Guan Canghai's conspicuous and bizarre, heroic and crazy experience appeared nakedly in front of a group of blue star people.