High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 149 - 35: Dean Su Holds the Line at the Alien Race B

Sister Zhao ng hesitated, it sounded too simple when her brother spoke, as if what he received was not a national sequence award, but an unknown little prize from the school.

Wang Shuheng nodded secretly, with appreciation in his eyes. He increasingly liked Su Mu’s calm and composed nature; the concern of being too rigid seed unnecessary.

"Anyway, Su Mu, now that you’re back, the school will be lively again in the next few days."

"I guess the entire Forging Academy is going to give you so kind of honorary director title."

After chatting for a while, the sister left, leaving only Su Mu and Teacher Wang Shuheng in the forging room.

...

"Teacher, I’ve joined the South China War Zone."

"South China War Zone? It is a good thing to join the military and serve the country, did you volunteer?" The teacher glanced at Su Mu, noticing a change in his tone.

"Yes, it was voluntary, teacher."

Upon hearing this, Su Mu’s heart was touched, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He actually thought he should discuss this matter with the teacher first, but circumstances were urgent, and the opportunity shouldn’t be missed, though he didn’t plan to disclose these hidden details.

The matters concerning the Lin Family had nothing to do with the teacher, he didn’t want to involve the teacher.

"These are the design drawings for the new Red Sun Saber. I’ve made so changes, take a look, and feel free to say anything, the fit is most important."

Saying this, Wang Shuheng handed over a stack of drawings. Su Mu was an outsider, but he could feel the dedication poured into them; true relationships between ntor and disciple do not require many words of gratitude.

"Thank you, teacher. You know I’m just an outsider in weapon forging, everything should follow your design."

"I’ll co to swing the hamr tomorrow."

"No rush, you should go ho first."

...

In the underground cultivation room of the dormitory, a strong sll of sweat made everything familiar and reassuring.

When Su Mu left the forging room, he borrowed so inscription tools, including an inscription pen, special paper for writing inscriptions, and ink.

"First attempt to draw down the Space Inscription in the ditation world."

Su Mu didn’t understand inscriptions. To him, they didn’t have much aning, they were just special characters carrying information, so to him, it was just copying it down.

"Inscriptions are indeed profound, is this ignorance barrier?"

As he began to draw, Su Mu faced difficulty. He couldn’t help but show surprise because he found that he couldn’t put pen to paper when trying to copy the inscription from the ditation world.

He could clearly see the inscription, but as soon as he tried to write, his mind went blank, as if so invisible force was interfering with his drawing.

"Interesting."

"Since direct drawing isn’t possible, let’s try breaking it down."

In the past, on Blue Star, there was the breaking down of the eight principles, he had practiced calligraphy for a while.

The spiritual mory technique taught by Teacher Wang Shuheng involves reconstructing inscriptions. Now, Su Mu tried reversing the process, breaking down the complete space inscription into scattered fragnts.

"It worked."

Su Mu successfully put pen to paper, drawing out a symbol. As soon as the symbol appeared, a faint silver shimr flowed.

Ti ticked away, Su Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and on the table appeared a stack of papers, each filled with scattered, seemingly aningless symbols.

Su Mu flipped through them one by one, then reconstructed the scattered inscriptions in his mind, matching them with the complete inscriptions in the ditation world, confirming multiple tis without errors before heaving a sigh of relief.

Then he took out his phone to check, unknowingly it was already dawn, a whole night’s ti hadn’t even allowed him to completely finish drawing one complete Space Rune, and he had only progressed to two-thirds of a complete rune.

"I truly have no talent in inscriptions, teaching space inscriptions in a dream, might just mislead others."

Su Mu chuckled and shook his head, not minding too much. Everyone has their strengths; it’s perfectly normal to have areas one isn’t good at.

...

In the following days, Shenjiang Martial Arts University indeed beca lively again as the teacher predicted, which made Su Mu recall Shi Hao’s words.

Su Mu invited everyone to his dorm for a al.

On that day, Teacher Wang Shuheng, Sister, Little One, Logistics Departnt’s Old Zhao, Zhou Lei, Zhou Yuan, Teacher Lin from the Forging Academy, and others gathered together. Old Zhao brought his granddaughter and was flattered, surprised that even after becoming a professor, Su Mu still rembered soone like him.

At this mont, Old Zhao still didn’t know that Professor Su was only temporary, as the academy’s top managent was holding an ergency eting.

From the timing, the last al gathering was not long ago, but to Old Zhao, it felt like many years had passed, though it’s not just Old Zhao who felt this way.

Most of the people at the gathering shared this thought; Su Mu’s rise was too fast, each eting felt like many years had passed, achievents that would take ordinary people a lifeti or even several lifetis to achieve.

"Uncle Wolf, can I shoot a Vlog of the gathering later?"

"Sure."

"Later I want to do a small interview with you, okay? The fans have been wanting to see it for a long ti." Little One seed very expectant.

"Alright."

"Uncle Wolf, you’re the best!"

In the afternoon of the gathering, reporters from major newspapers, dia, and self-dia in the city, and even the province, rushed in upon hearing that Su Mu had returned to school, starting a torrent of interviews and reports on him.

As for the school, the top managent once again held an ergency eting, discussing similar matters as the last ti, still concerning the award for Su Mu.

"How should we reward him this ti? It’s been less than a month since Su Mu beca a professor, right?"

"To be precise, it’s twenty-three days."

For a mont, the school was both amazed and delighted, Su Mu had brought too much shock and joy, but figuring out how to reward him beca a headache.

"How about making him the director of the Forging Academy?"

"Now, Su Mu is a Huaxia Third-level Martial Artist, isn’t that a bit too low? Right now, Su Mu is on the headlines of city and even province newspapers, my daughter even said she wants to apply to our school, planning to attend the sa Martial Arts University as Su Mu."

"If being a director is too low, then why not make him the deputy dean?"

"Will he be accepted?"

Very quickly, the school managent realized their worries were unnecessary, as the honorary vice president ceremony arrived amid enthusiastic cheers from all staff and students.

"Dean Su, Dean Su!"

The school’s senior managent was surprised by Su Mu’s unexpectedly high prestige in the school, a command with a hundred responses!

In the audience, Dean Lin from the Theoretical Academy was watching this scene, shocked, and filled with exceptional emotion. Everything that happened not long ago was still vivid in his mory, during which Zhou Lei borrowed money for Su Mu from him.

But precisely because he witnessed it firsthand, the more he felt shocked, who would have thought that the person who was borrowing money everywhere back then would be the sa as Dean Su standing on stage!

Beside him, Zhou Lei felt proud, "Captain Su is simply astounding."

"Back then, as he ascended to Third Level to beco an instructor, he was my cultivation motivation; I’ve been working hard following his example."

"Later, he received recognition from three parties, and that was just the beginning of Captain Su’s life."

"Advanced Lecturer, the champion of three cities, Professor Su..."

"Now I’m still a distance away from being a Third Level Martial Artist, but Captain Su is already a Huaxia Third-level Martial Artist, the deputy dean of the Forging Academy!"

"What cos next?"

Indeed, what cos next on Su Mu’s path to rising, Zhou Lei voiced the question everyone was eagerly anticipating, but the future is yet to happen, no one knows what’s to co for Su Mu.

Afterwards, Su Mu made a short trip ho; what he rembered deeply was when his daughter Xiaoyue said this:

"Dad, why do I feel like everyone from Linjiang Base has co to our house today?"

Su Mu chuckled, no matter if it was at ho in Linjiang Base’s new town or East Village, as soon as Su Mu showed up, there was a crowd of people around him.

"It seems in the future, I’ll still have to use special privileges and hide my information when booking tickets, not book regular tickets, or I won’t have peace when going ho."

After staying ho for two days and having a homade al at his dad’s place, Su Mu returned to school. Just as he planned to start swinging the hamr.

Plans can’t keep up with changes.

Su Mu received his first military order from the South China War Zone, Commander Zhang from the 1955 Corps directly found Su Mu with his deputy.

"Sergeant Su Mu, now I represent the South China War Zone to issue this military order to you."

"Now depart imdiately for Qianhai City, stationed at the Alien Race Battlefield, for a period of one month."