Chapter 901 - 497: The Little Dragon Lady’s Homeland

The Tita Civilization, in essence, has already gone extinct.

All the Tita People on the homeworld died in the extreme cold brought on by the cooling of the planetary core, and these Tita People in exile all died in the process of spiritual connection with the Evil Eye.

This civilization ought to have completely perished, and this spacecraft that condensed the crystallization of their entire civilization’s wisdom would, according to its preset route, gradually fly into the Solar System after a few decades, and even fly near Earth.

However, a miracle was born: the very last Tita Person to die, Green, achieved fusion with the Evil Eye.

From then on, a Fairy Tale World entirely created by Old Green came into being, and because of that, there would be people escaping from the Fairy Tale World, coming into the interior of this ship, and finding those original Tita People’s gene samples, to copy the original Tita People once again.

Although the destination of the Tita Civilization was Earth, according to Xue Dili’s understanding, at the time when the Tita Civilization observed Earth, those forest apes on Earth were still nesting in the trees in Africa.

A Life Planet without any civilization—if they’d come over and occupied it back then, the Interstellar Corps would definitely have had no objections at all; as long as the World Consciousness allowed it, they could have landed smoothly.

It would have been just like the mythic creatures of Earth occupying Proxima Centauri.

Only, everything in the world is hard to predict.

Still, those Fairy Tale creatures born from Old Green’s imagination truly inherited everything of the Tita Civilization, and the Tita People embryos originally preserved in the culture dishes also still had some intact; all of these would become new sparks of this civilization, burning on this brand‑new planet.

On the ground at this moment, a team made up of Forest Elves and Giants was opening up land, while in the distance, pale golden threads of Light flowed from the fingertips of a Little Mermaid, drawing complex growth runes on the ground.

The seedlings of crops broke through the soil, reflecting tender green light in the dawn.

And even farther away, countless other Fairy Tale creatures were likewise reclaiming the Emperor, building their homeland; swathes of ripened grain bent their backs, forming a golden ocean in the wind, and there were diligent creatures like Little Flower Fairies, shuttling back and forth among the flowerbeds.

In the distance, cluster after cluster of farm‑like zones were neatly laid out.

Xue Dili even saw many familiar faces: the original Silver Princess Rabi, the Palace Mage Watson, the Knight Commander and the other Knights, and even the silver Witch Xue Dili herself.

They were all working; there seemed to be no sense of class here, and everyone was taking part in building the new homeland.

Perhaps such busy days would need to go on for a very long time, until they truly, on this Fairy Tale Star, had fully built their new home.

Old Green was also smiling. For some reason, Xue Dili saw a faint crystalline shimmer at the corner of the old man’s eyes.

And there were no Xue‑in‑Jail isotopes here; very simple, the Evil Eye couldn’t afford the underlying code of Xue‑in‑Jail.

Among all these World Consciousnesses, the Evil Eye counted as the poorest; buying Doctor Xue’s isotopes isn’t cheap, far beyond what this broke Evil Eye can afford.

Maybe only when It manages to come up with some specialty products popular in the cross‑world chat group and the Interstellar Corps can It escape poverty and start buying this kind of luxury item like those old‑brand World Consciousnesses.

Speaking of which, the Earth Consciousness doing population trafficking must be making money hand over fist, right? Xue‑in‑Jail’s isotopes are about to become the best‑selling commodity in the whole Cosmos.

Xue Dili’s mind couldn’t help wandering off to such an abstract place; it felt a bit like a Hell joke.

"That’s enough, let’s go..." Old Green wiped the corner of his eye and said.

"Aren’t you going to say goodbye to your daughter, your subordinates, and your fellow people?" Xue Dili asked.

"No need. They have a future that belongs to them." Old Green seemed to have completely let go; once more he looked like that mischievous old rascal Xue Dili had first met.

When Xue Dili was about to start recruiting students as usual, she suddenly froze for a moment.

Fairy Tale Star actually wasn’t very suitable for recruitment, because they were all beings born within Fairy Tales, living creatures who also needed to rebuild their own homeland here; maybe a few years later, they’d be more suitable to join the Magic Academy.

But Old Green had already been forcibly roped in by Xue Dili as the acting principal, so as for his homeland, it was better to leave it to this old man to think about it himself.

"Then let’s go back and take a look at the Academy." Xue Dili said.

...

In the Consciousness Space, the Magic Academy.

Old Green was very familiar with the main campus, because he was the one who designed it.

But he couldn’t understand the later expansion zones at all, because during this period, those jokers from the Masked Ball had started to fully unleash their own world‑shocking "wisdom"; the campuses they built and the instances they designed had already begun to take shape.

It was just that, at a rough glance, each and every one of them was designed extremely abstract.

Some were downright Underworld, like you’d walked onto the Road to the Yellow Springs; some had severed limbs and tomato sauce all over the floor, like some crappy stunt about blood sacrifices to a blood god; and some felt as if you’d entered a giant spinning ride or something...

In short, eye‑searing...

"Those, uh, are some of my friends and partners; these are all things they designed, meant as little trials and mini‑instances for entrance and testing..." Xue Dili tried to explain.

And Old Green was staring at Xue Dili with a "seen a ghost" expression, as if saying, "Are you treating your students like Apostles to torment or what."

Xue Dili could only put on an awkward yet polite smile.