A Partir dos Mitos da Huaxia, Esmagando o Espaço Interestelar

Starlight Seventh High School Division, 9 a.m.

The chime marking the hour echoed through the corridors, followed by the gentle, punctual voice of the announcer:

[Today’s Civilization Data Update:]
[Currently contained anomalies: 147,892; Divine Faith Index: 86.7%; Technological Development Index: 92.3%; Civilization Security Index: 73.9%, a 0.02% increase from yesterday...]
[Reminder: The lunar eclipse is approaching, anomaly activity is expected to rise. All academies are advised to strengthen defenses.]
[Thank you to every pioneer fighting for the survival of human civilization.]
[May the gods show mercy; may humanity endure.]

Su Fu leaned against the wall outside the teachers’ office, listening to the entirely unfamiliar broadcast. She lowered her gaze, studying the fine pleats of her uniform skirt.

She was Su Fu—yet not—because she had crossed worlds.

Who would’ve thought that a decade after graduation, she’d be forced back into high school, and not only that, but as a failing student awaiting a lecture from her homeroom teacher?

Moreover, this was an interstellar era plagued by anomalous invasions.

She lifted her eyes to the window. The majestic academy buildings were shrouded within a semi-transparent protective barrier. Even though this was only the most remote Divine Academy on the edge of the galaxy, it was the final bastion of safety in this sector.

Beyond the shield, twisted shadows writhed like living things, and black mist ceaselessly probed the barrier’s weak points.

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