Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

Is it really related to the Place of Origin?

"Since you know about the Place of Origin, it seems you are not ordinary students." Flamel's slightly illusory figure changed his posture. He leaned his back against the foot of the mountain formed by black spires, supported on one leg, and looked over with a threatening look.

"The Land of Origin is the cause of the God War, the process of the God War, and the end of the God War." He said calmly, "Many years ago when I was taught by Dean Chiyu, I explored the final whereabouts of those previous deans, but before I could figure it out, Chiyu resigned and left."

At this point, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "She left just when I told her my feelings."

Xi Sui'an: "..." It sounds miserable.

There was a hint of chill in his voice, and his eyes became much fiercer: "Ju Mang must know where she is, but he didn't tell me! I have been looking for her for a long, long time... but I still can't find her."

"Jumang wanted me to succeed Chiyu as the dean, and I agreed."

"I've been looking for her for three hundred years."

Flamel chuckled. "I was expelled from the Holy Church, and was brought to a foreign land with her letter of recommendation to study in Damocles. If it weren't for her, I would have joined the Eternal Oath and become the greatest forbidden alchemist, instead of leaving a school motto inscription in Damocles."

As she listened to Flamel's words, she couldn't help scratching her cheek. This teacher-student romance sounded like a redemption script, but the ending was tragic.

I don’t know what Ju Mang thought of these two people.

Flamel tapped his knees lightly with his fingertips, a smile on his lips: "During the two hundred years when I was looking for her in vain, I also investigated the whereabouts of the previous deans, and finally found out something interesting."

"Interesting things?" Li Qing tilted her head, "Things about the Land of Origin?"

"Yes and no." Flamel snorted coldly, "What I found out is a plan."

"A secret plan that has been going on for tens of thousands of years and has been implemented since the snow stopped."

"It was proposed by our great spring god, Ju Mang, who survived the war of gods intact."

Xi Sui'an was stunned.

Secret plan?

A plan that involves several generations of deans and spans thousands of years?

The person who proposed it was Ju Mang?

She took a deep breath and turned to see Li Qing also looking stunned and not reacting. His reaction was quite real. It was obvious that even as a member of the Gatekeeper organization, he, the Damocles Nail, didn't know anything about this, or didn't know it all.

She unconsciously raised her head and said thoughtfully, "So... the executors are the deans... what is this plan?"

Flamel tapped his knees and uttered four words.

“Anchor Program.”

"Anchor Project?"

Xi Sui'an stroked his chin. The word he used was quite interesting. Anchor. What did he want to anchor?

The Land of Origin? Or the World Tree?

Flamel's face showed a mocking coolness: "Yes, the anchor plan."

He suddenly stood up and got closer to them, with a colder smile on his face: "Your great deans, the owners of the ten school motto monuments on the Sky Duel Field, have all become part of the Anchoring Project, an anchor in the tide of time, and an anchoring stake for the two realms."

"..."

"...?!"

Xi Sui'an was startled and suddenly looked up at Flamel, his eyes revealing unreserved shock.

Li Qing's expression changed drastically.

He asked in a daze: "...Anchor piles...stabilize the foreign land or stabilize the origin?!"

Flamel smiled slightly: "Guess~"

Let them guess at this time?!

Guess you're a big shot!

Li Qing seemed to have thought of something, and her usually calm expression changed again and again: "Then Dean Ren..."

Xi Sui settled down and became the dean. He was the eleventh dean of Damocles.

Flamel said calmly, "You said he was a human. It seems that humans don't have an easy life as aliens. If nothing unexpected happens, he should also become a member of the Anchor Plan."

Li Qing curled her fingers and murmured, "Dean Ren is a human swordsman and has been in office for 270 years..."

"Oh, it seems the deadline is not far away."

"..."

Tide couldn't help but point at Flamel with his tentacles: "Can you speak? If you can't, shut up!"

Flamel stared at Chao Xi indifferently and sneered in response: "Do you really think that I can't do anything to you just because I'm a soul fragment?"

"If you have the ability--" Xi Sui'an rubbed his forehead and pressed down Chao Xi, interrupting Chao Xi's cowardly retort.

"Dean Flamel, I want to know how the anchoring method works. Are you... also the executor of the anchoring plan?"

He said that the owners of the ten school motto monuments were all executors of the Anchor Plan, which of course included him.

Flamel glanced at Xi Sui'an and said, "Well, if you can't beat them, then join them. What can I do? If we can't live together, then we can only die together."

He looked up at the rune pen on the top of the black crystal peak: "I have left a part of my soul here for so long, just to see Damocles' current situation, and then to do something for her..." A soft look appeared in his eyes.

"My teacher is a flame. She is always burning for Damocles, or for the gods of the past, burning fiercely until she turns into ashes."

"She is a bird from the top tribe in the foreign land. She likes light and heat, and all shiny things. She likes to transform back to her original form and nest in the ancient tree in the academy. Many times, I don't understand why she wants to be the dean. This is completely contrary to her nature. She said that although she is no longer a follower, she also hopes to contribute to the former God of Fire."

Li Qing lowered her eyes: "The first-level mythical creature Suzaku, the dependent tribe of the fire god Zhurong..."

The fire god Zhurong fell in the conspiracy between the goddess of discord Eris and the god of fire and trickery Loki.

When Xi Sui'an heard this, he immediately recalled some of the things that Ju Mang had said before.

Flamel nodded: "You have seen Vidal's memory fragments, so you must know the concept of the Zhenqi."

She nodded, her expression serious: "I know, the suppression weapons are divided into defense weapons and killing weapons, and they originated from the chaotic era of strife."

Flamel smiled and said nothing more.

Xi Sui'an was stunned for a moment, then he straightened his back suddenly, feeling very upset.

The masters of the school motto, the dean of Damocles, the top alien races in foreign lands, the unrivaled great powers of the human race... could they all become talismans? ! !

She was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a moment, and therefore didn't notice how Flamel's gaze on her changed from thoughtful confusion to sudden realization and wonder, and then back to thinking again.

Li Qing noticed it, and he remembered his previous experience in the memory space. He opened his mouth and then closed it again.

"Human race...tsk..." He muttered vaguely, putting his hand on his forehead.

Flamel retracted his gaze and whispered to himself: "Alchemist, not as good as the best... but better than the worst... that's all."

He relaxed his body, letting it penetrate clusters of black spikes that looked like rocks. "You, the alchemist, right? Go and pull out the rune pen. Here you go."

"Oh...ah?!" Xi Sui'an stood up and suddenly stopped. What did Flamel say?

She looked up at the rune pen that looked like a spear and was taller than her and fell silent: "Dean Flamel, isn't this really what giants use?"

"What nonsense! Hurry up."

Flamel narrowed his eyes and said without hesitation: "Go, get it!"

Don't delay him from meeting Chiyu!

"alright."

Xi Sui'an touched his nose under Flamel's intimidating gaze and prepared to climb to the top of the mountain made of black spires.

Li Qing looked at Xi Sui'an's back, was silent for a moment, turned her head to look at Flamel and whispered: "Dean, have you also noticed some traces of power on her?"

Flamel glanced at him casually: "The power of correction. Little Lihua, you also seem to have traces of mysterious power, which reminds me of an old friend."

Li Qing didn't expect Flamel to tell him so easily, and he said more.

He was a little surprised to hear the second half of the sentence: "Old friend?"

Flamel gave a short laugh: "Yes, old friend."

"This old friend's name is Wu Li."