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

The silence lasted only a few seconds, and then a hand was raised firmly and forcefully.

"Me! I won't leave! I want to stay here. I also want to try and change the world!"

A timid but firm voice rang out: "I want to stay, too. I don't have any other school to go to."

"I'm not afraid. Everyone has to fight once, so why can't it be now? Why can't it be me!"

Some shouted and stepped forward, while others quietly retreated. A crazy gamble, a hot-blooded decision, set the gears of the world's destiny turning.

From the cracks created by the blue star, a faint spark of fire ignited, flickering with a tiny light.

Ilse continued to explain the relevant matters, and amid the cheers, there were a few people who were out of place with their calmness, some even had the urge to cover their faces.

For some reason, Fang Zhixin always felt that the way the teachers around him looked at him had changed, and they were full of resentment and collapse.

Especially after old man Ilse finished his speech, Fang Zhixin was completely confused, with countless question marks popping up in his mind.

What the hell?

I became the source of excitement. Did I kidnap the old man?

Why did this blame still fly onto my head when I was away from home?

"Did I provoke him into this state?" Fang Zhixin turned around and asked his teammates.

The five of them raised their heads in unison, with expressions that said, "You already know everything, so don't ask any more questions," which simply made Fang Zhixin speechless.

"Really me?"

Several teachers turned their heads with gritted teeth, their mouths making a creaking sound, their eyes raised, looking very fierce.

Fang Zhixin was so scared that he looked up and started looking for the treasure. I don’t know anything. It wasn’t me who led the old man astray~

After the notice was issued, some students left. Ilse kept her promise and contacted new schools for them. The college was still bustling with people coming and going.

Time passed quickly, and Ilse's notice came quickly, saying that there was important news to be announced. On the high platform in the playground, the school committee members were carrying piles of papers.

Students arrived one after another. After seeing the thick pile of papers, Fang Zhixin silently took a few steps back.

He rubbed his eyes, but didn't believe it and rubbed his eyes again.

"What is this?"

She pointed to the pile of applications at Ilse's feet.

"Ticket to the Interstellar League." Lu Yuan replied dully.

"That's not what I'm asking!" Fang Zhixin was numb. He turned around and wanted to run. It would be too late if he didn't run. Is Mr. Ils playing such a big game?

"Retreat, don't forget the last condition for applying for the admission ticket." Fang Zhixin reminded in a low voice.

Zhong An suddenly woke up: "The last condition is... the applicant must go on stage and give a speech."

Lu Yuan turned and ran, even using lightning under his feet. Fang Zhixin was about to teleport, but was caught by Du Ruo: "Don't think about running away alone, take me with you!"

Fang Shaoli and Bai Yuefeng nimbly moved past the crowd, even using their body movements. Zhong An quietly stepped back, reducing his own gravity field, and left lightly.

Ilse on the stage picked up the admission ticket and applied: "There is indeed important news to be announced today. Since the six people from Guan Canghai have applied for admission tickets, and now the number of people who have been approved for admission tickets has reached the standard."

"Then, the last item is, please invite the person who has obtained the admission ticket to give a speech!"

At the last second, Fang Zhixin and Du Ruo ran away.

What the hell am I talking about? I dreamed of returning to Dongxia’s No. 1 University to study for self-reflection. My degree of social death has worsened!

A fallen leaf floated by in the wind, and a group of students fell silent.

"Ah, he ran away."

"Everyone else was rushing to the stage, but these few were running away like their lives depended on it. It was so realistic."

Ilse shook the ticket in his hand, and a creepy smile appeared on his amiable face: "You can't run away, come back and talk!"

Fang Zhixin, who was stuck on the road, braked quickly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "No way, Sote, you're just blocking the road, is the old man so cruel?"

Sote raised his eyes: "I have to ask you this, how did you provoke him?"

"Who provoked him? I was out those days, okay?"

Du Ruosheng, who was standing by, dragged Fang Zhixin back to the venue with a helpless look on his face: "I'm convinced. When will your infectiousness weaken? You've directly stimulated the old man to perform a passionate show."

Fang Zhixin: "How do I know that the principal is this kind of person? No, I didn't do anything. I didn't instigate him. I am innocent!"

Du Ruo: "Shut up, the more you explain, the worse it gets."

When Fang Zhixin and Du Ruo returned to the original venue, they found that the remaining few people were already on the stage.

Fang Shaoli's mouth twitched. Ah, it was such a familiar feeling. Ever since he formally read his self-criticism at Dongxia No. 1 University, he had not been on stage again.

Bai Yuefeng and Zhong An didn't have any feelings about it. Their youth did not leave any dark history.

Du Ruo and Lu Yuan needed no explanation as they were in mixed feelings. Only Fang Zhixin was thinking about what to say next.

What can I say? Normal or abnormal, cynical or trying to brag.

Or should I talk about... this so-called damn admission ticket?

While Fang Zhixin's mind was in a mess, Ilse had already handed the right to speak to her.

Fang Zhixin looked around curiously: "Um, what do you want to hear?"

The audience was in a state of ecstasy.

A group of people thought that this crazy person was going to say something, but ended up saying this: Why does she have such a quirky personality?

Tataric, who had blocked Lu Yuan from coming back, reminded him, "You can say whatever you want to say. The entrance ticket speech session has always been there."

It is generally just a way for major forces to show themselves and demonstrate their prestige.

Fang Zhixin waved his hands in front of everyone: "So, I really don't know what to say?"

Some students shouted, "Why don't you tell us about your goals for Guan Cang Hai and why you want to participate in the Star League?"

Without waiting for others to agree, Fang Zhixin coughed and continued talking.

"There is no special reason. Blue Star got rid of the Space-Time Demon God not long ago. If it wants to join the Interstellar Alliance, the only fast track is the Interstellar League."

"This is the rule of the Interstellar Alliance. It is a product of the development of the times. I understand it."

Ils looked at the thick stack of tickets and asked, "What do you think of the tickets?"

The students were confused.

"Ticket? What can I say about a ticket? Isn't this something you need to participate in the Star League?"

"Although, I remember that the admission ticket didn't seem to be officially recognized, just stamped by an organization? I don't quite understand, what is going on?"

"But since the principal mentioned it, is there anything strange about it?"

Behind the crowd, Soth, hiding in the dark, looked directly at Ilse.

"The principal is determined to confront those people head-on."

Abra on the side looked expectant: "I wonder if Fang Zhixin's answer will be what the principal wants?"

Fang Zhixin turned around and looked at him inquiringly: Principal, are you serious?

Ilse nodded: Go ahead, it’s up to you.

Fang Zhixin: Then I just said it casually.