Seed of Death
Pretty efficient. This thing wasn't here when I left.
After a word of praise, Fu Qian looked around without surprise and was rewarded with even more changes from before.
The formerly empty laboratory was no longer quite so barren.
Furniture and household items in a style similar to the tablecloth, along with lamps and even curtains, had made the place exponentially more livable at a glance.
Clearly, his earlier request to improve the research conditions had been answered with impressive efficiency, further elevating the image of the key laboratory.
Of course, part of that was because his request had been reasonable. He had deliberately focused on furnishings, which were much easier to install.
All in all, this kind of work environment should be able to boost the lab staff's enthusiasm, right?
He walked over to the window and stood with his hands behind his back, surveying the view. His posture was relaxed, yet the commanding aura of an Academic Leader was so imposing that even seeing him from behind made one hesitate to look directly at him.
Though there was no one behind him. His only employee wasn't here, either.
As a good student, Liu Shuang was clearly hard at work at the academy at this hour.
Since that was the case, he might as well make the most of the day and visit a few places.
"Professor Fu, please come in."
A moment later, the quiet was broken by the sound of a door opening. Professor A Kai looked out with a hint of delight, stifling a yawn as he did.
That was right. After taking in the young people's vigorous energy along the way, Fu Qian had chosen as his first stop the least energetic place of all: the Institute of Curses.
The building