The softly glowing Lotus Platform descended like a cloud drifting down from the horizon, touching the ground lightly and steadily.
The people nearby stepped forward with practiced ease to support the fortunate few rescued from the jaws of danger.
The healing team, food team, and logistics team made their arrangements in turn.
Li Jinghua turned his gentle gaze toward Chen Xiaojun, an approving smile curling his lips. "Xiaojun, you brought back five people this time. With things as they are, finding a team that still has five members is truly rare."
Over the past few days of rescue missions, they had not always found teams with all their members intact. Usually, only two or three people remained, and they were not necessarily all from Chang'an Academy.
Chen Xiaojun sighed softly. "Time keeps slipping away. All we can do is give it our best and save whoever we can. By now, most of those we could save have probably been brought back."
Li Jinghua nodded, sweeping his gaze over everyone as he said gravely, "Your second-year middle division, Dean's third year, and Bo Han's fourth year-the Key Classes from these three grades made up the bulk of our academy's force this time. Now that you're back, half the burden on my heart has finally lifted."
Chu Bo Han added, "Director, we owe our survival to Xiaojun's Lotus Platform being able to carry passengers. Otherwise, even if we wanted to rescue people, our strength would have fallen short of our wishes. And the vast Misty Forest gave us precious places to hide."
At that moment, Dean Isaac teased, "Old Li, if we make it back alive this time, surely the higher-ups will reward you with a big chicken drumstick."
Li Jinghua shook his head with a snort of laughter and turned to