Jia Xiu teleported straight to the laboratory using an anchor. Bubu should be working there at this hour.
The moment he received the message that Bubu had triggered some kind of Blood Clan Mark, he came straight over without wasting a second.
The senior students in the laboratory were already used to Jia Xiu's sudden "appearing out of thin air."
After all, his Teleportation Anchor stood planted right beside his seat.
Jia Xiu explained the Teleportation Anchor as a magical artifact he had obtained by chance.
That explanation was quite reasonable.
Because the Teleportation Anchor wasn't some outrageous spell Garbled Patron had invented from scratch.
It actually existed in this world.
It had been developed about two hundred years ago by the legendary mage Erwin, who had originally intended it as a replacement for teleportation arrays.
But it was difficult and expensive, and ordinary spellcasters could hardly learn it. Large organizations found it less cost-effective than teleportation arrays, while mages capable of learning it could also learn to teleport directly without an anchor.
This awkward predicament had made the Teleportation Anchor an extremely obscure spell.
It was like perfecting steam-car technology after the internal combustion engine had already been invented.
Nowadays, the Teleportation Anchor spell could only be found in museums or on magical artifacts from two hundred years ago.
Before teleporting into the laboratory, Jia Xiu had already braced himself for the possibility that Bubu wouldn't make it.
He didn't know what a Blood Clan Mark was, but "magical energy instability" sounded pretty serious.
Yet the moment he appeared in the laboratory—
Everything was peaceful.
Dean Nico was using his hair and beard, dyed in every color imaginable, to cheer Bubu up.
When Jia Xiu saw Dean Nico's look, he was reminded of a traditional activity from back home—the