The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility.
In Fu Qian's view, that statement ought to hold true academically.
The higher one's rank, the closer Transcendents undoubtedly came to the truth of this world.
As he saw it, advancing in rank was one thing; failing to make good use of it to meet the world halfway and seek knowledge was an awfully wasteful thing to do.
Unfortunately, good things didn't come easily. His earnest academic spirit had run into a bug, so despite standing at the "top" of the Transcendent sequence, his research methods had instead been subject to all sorts of restrictions.
Fortunately, true scholars had never relied on new equipment alone.
Even without his senses, Professor Fu still had plenty of methods. Hadn't he just discovered something interesting?
Something that even His Excellency Rainbow of Yao Bian might be interested in.
The only obstacle now was that, without Red Moon's help, it wouldn't be easy to venture deeper into the Burial Ground.
But that was all right. His projects had to be scheduled anyway.
The next stop, the Sea of Ashes, was already settled. For now, the academy only needed to make thorough preparations for the expedition and let him rest and recuperate a little—like right now.
The warm sun had passed its zenith. After a busy morning, Professor Fu glanced at the fairly pleasant weather outside and sank into the chair he'd received not long ago.
As he enjoyed the moment in such a relaxed pose, he seemed to feel a little more sympathy for the dean, who had thrown caution to the wind earlier.
The dean had acted much the same way in his office.
"Professor Fu."
Unfortunately, rules still had to be observed. For instance, he'd just emphasized that leaders didn't go looking for