By the barbecue grill, Faruzan had clearly cast aside the airs of a senior, eating skewers with grease all over her mouth as she introduced herself to Lin Feng.
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"So, you're actually a Haravatat scholar from a long time ago named Faruzan?"
Lin Feng wore a thoughtful expression, then said enthusiastically:
"What a coincidence. To be honest, I'm from the countryside, and I've always greatly admired the Haravatat!"
With that, Lin Feng patted his chest and promised the girl before him:
"Don't worry. No matter what happens on the road, I guarantee I'll personally deliver you back to the Akademiya, Senior!"
Lin Feng, who already knew the answer, had drawn another benefit from saving Faruzan out during their conversation.
—An opportunity to approach the Akademiya's core area.
Faruzan's historical status could be called pivotal. Her research into ancient texts had exerted an immeasurable influence on Haravatat's theories of mechanisms.
So, if Faruzan returned to the Akademiya, there was a high chance she would receive an audience with the Sages.
For Lin Feng, who had always wanted to get a feel for the Akademiya's structure, this was also a rare opportunity.
"Ah, I never thought that after a hundred years, I'd still meet such a good person as you!"
"I don't know how long I was unconscious. I must have caused you a lot of trouble on the way, right?"
—Faruzan had clearly misunderstood something. She seemed to think Lin Feng had carried her all the way out of the desert.
As she marveled at how people had become so much kinder, Faruzan decided to repay the youthful-looking Lin Feng.
"Once we return to the Akademiya, I'll have those juniors do me a favor and let you become my student. How about that?"
"With my level of research, those people