Chapter 11: A Perfect Review

Su Ninglong was very familiar with the subspace.

The reason cultivators at the Great Ascension stage could freely travel between different realms was that they could tear open space, enter this dimension, then locate their desired destination, tear open space again, and arrive there.

Ordinary cultivators could not enter this realm because the spatial forces would tear them apart.

The shuttles used by cultivators to traverse dimensions had severe side effects, strong enough to harm the soul; therefore, they usually would not be used until one reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Unexpectedly, the technology in this world allowed ordinary people to reach the level of Great Ascension cultivators—quite an impressive feat.

After integrating the memory fragments, Su Ninglong lost count of how many times she had exclaimed in amazement.

They did not stay in subspace long. Riding the shuttle’s forward momentum for about ten seconds, another small star gate opened, leading them to their target planet.

The safety measures automatically disengaged with care, and the aftereffects of traveling through subspace soon followed.

Phoebe and her father immediately opened paper bags to vomit, and Xingyuan was no exception, dry heaving into his own bag.

As for little Phoebe's guide, his face went pale, and he staggered as he held onto the door.

Su Ninglong patted him on the shoulder. "Uncle, here, use mine."

Ge Wei saw her looking fine and didn’t think much. "Thank you... ugh, ugh..." He quickly grabbed the bag and stepped out of the shuttle to vomit uncontrollably on the side.

After leaving the starport building, their faces still looked greenish.

Once Xingyuan felt better, he finally noticed something unusual about Su Ninglong. "Are you feeling unwell? If you feel anything wrong, you must tell me immediately."

"Hmm, I’m fine," Su Ninglong replied cheerfully, her complexion rosy as she bounced along.

She voluntarily sat on her suitcase and obediently allowed herself to be led. Xingyuan once again marveled at how easy she was to manage.

Phoebe, his burly hand thumping his chest to steady his breath, complained, “Can’t the starport develop a short-distance shuttle without side effects?”

The paper bags were tossed casually into the trash bin.

Little Phoebe tried to imitate him, but being small and weak, he missed the bin on his first throw.

Seeing this, Phoebe immediately scolded, “Throw it properly! If the smart system detects you littering, you could be fined. I can’t afford to lose face like that.”

Startled, little Phoebe quickly picked up the bag and threw it into the bin again.

Unused to chores, his trash disposal was oddly delicate, his pinky finger raised as he carefully placed the bag inside before letting go.

He twisted his little plump waist and smiled at his father, hoping for approval.

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Phoebe, meanwhile, was too busy grumbling and nitpicking everything around him. "This starport is so small, like some backwater town. Even the robots are outdated models."

Ge Wei silently took it all in, then turned and thanked Su Ninglong again. “My name is Ge Wei. It’s a pleasure to meet you all.”

He extended his hand, and Xingyuan shook it. “I’m Xingyuan, and this is Su Ninglong.”

Ge Wei looked her over in surprise. “You’re Su Ninglong? The freshman who killed a monster in the simulator test?” Her test results were outstanding among all newcomers. Out of fifty points, she not only scored full marks but earned an extra twenty points.

Ten points came from her single-handedly slaying the hungry wraith in the simulator.

The additional ten points were a recognition of her remarkable observational skills.

She noticed Xingyuan was also a guide and decisively chose him in front of the senior.

Most adults wouldn’t have such boldness.

“If you haven’t met another Su Ninglong who killed a monster, then I suppose I am that Su Ninglong. Nice to meet you,” she said sweetly, exuding innocence and kindness.

Ge Wei gave a faint smile, perhaps unaccustomed to smiling, making it look a bit awkward.

Remembering that his smile wasn’t popular with children, he quickly withdrew it.

Su Ninglong knew her test results were probably good but hadn’t expected to be famous among the guides.

“Is it just because I killed a monster? Didn’t others kill monsters too? Is it really that special?”

“Very few manage it, extremely rare. Most kids who kill monsters do so by luck or coincidence,” Ge Wei explained. Su Ninglong’s deliberate and composed monster-slaying made her a rare treasure.

The group left the starport and took a shared taxi to the Star Alliance Academy, which was over a hundred kilometers away.

In the car, Phoebe’s attention was fixed on Su Ninglong, probing who she was and what she had done in the tests.

Su Ninglong only answered that her godmother ran a bar, using the classic perfunctory responses of “uh-huh,” “yeah,” and “right.”

Upon learning she lived in a bar, Phoebe’s enthusiasm waned, replaced by a hint of disdain.

Children from bars must be steeped in rough, brawling atmospheres; that must be why she could defeat monsters.

Noticing his change in attitude, Su Ninglong relaxed and enjoyed herself.

Among the five passengers, only little Phoebe was in a sour mood. Since Ge Wei mentioned Su Ninglong's outstanding test scores, everyone’s attention was on her, ignoring him—even his own father.

He wore a sullen face all the way.

When they got out, the self-driving taxi requested payment and service rating.

Little Phoebe snorted coldly. “Low score, lowest score.”

“Boo hoo, did the little shuttle driver make your ride unpleasant?” The intelligent system, unjustly blamed, responded with infinite grievance.

Su Ninglong opened the service evaluation interface, paid with the smart brain bracelet given by Zou Shuyi, and gave the highest rating. “You drive very smoothly. Don’t be upset by baseless accusations. Thank you, little shuttle.”

The system happily replied, “Thank you for your kind review, looking forward to serving you next time.”

Xingyuan and Ge Wei exchanged a glance. The difference was too big; their disdain was evident.

Phoebe chided his son, “You shouldn’t get mad at an intelligent system.”

Little Phoebe didn’t listen. He was overwhelmed by the grandeur of the school. “Dad, will we study here?”

The Star Alliance Academy’s grand gate was imposing. As a child only about a meter tall, Su Ninglong couldn’t help but exclaim “Wow!”

They didn’t need to register; facial recognition granted them entry. Phoebe was denied.

“I’m the child’s father. Isn’t today the first day of school? Don’t parents have the right to accompany their children inside? How can we know if the academy is suitable if we’re not allowed in?”

The guards at the gate weren’t ordinary security—they were star police, interstellar law enforcement.

Stationed on campus to handle emergencies promptly, they said, “Your guide should have explained to you that parents are prohibited from entering Star Alliance Academy. If you’re worried about your child being treated unfairly, you can withdraw enrollment now and choose another school.”

“No parents’ open day?”

“No.”

Ge Wei said calmly, “I already informed Mrs. Phoebe about this. She was notified to attend the orientation, but you didn’t participate.”

“I was very busy then, working. You should have reminded me before departure.”

“The meeting was at nine in the evening. I booked it three days in advance. Didn’t Mrs. Phoebe tell you?”

Phoebe was momentarily speechless.

“She… she might have forgotten. She usually handles the child’s affairs, and I don’t interfere. But as the guide, it’s your responsibility to remind me of any special circumstances.”

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