Crossing the Collapsed Iron and Rebuilding Yalilo

After a simple test of physical fitness, Xia Zhihui asked

"Where's Xi'er? Didn't she say she was at the clinic?"

"Something happened. Someone went to the upper area on my behalf. The Interstellar Peace Company said that they would send someone to Beloberg to conduct an investigation in the near future. Bronya asked me to go over to discuss it. I was seeing a doctor at the time and was very busy, so I asked Oleg and Seele to go with me.

Speaking of seeing a doctor, Natasha remembered the medicine she had just put down. She quickly went over to pick up the test tube and shook it slightly. The gray liquid in the test tube quickly turned emerald green. She breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was a success.

"The goods you bring from other planets can also be sent directly to the upper area. Bronya has prepared a large warehouse for you."

"OK, I'll go to school first."

"Well, go ahead. Remember to come back and cook in the evening. I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time."

"OK, what would you like to eat tonight?"

""It's all right. You know, I'm not picky about food. As long as you cook it, it's fine."

Xia Zhihui nodded and left the school.

He knew that Natasha was not picky about food. In fact, everyone in the orphanage was not picky about food. At most, they just had some preferences in food.

For example, Xier, although she eats everything, prefers spicy dishes.

Who can be picky about food when they are hungry?

Even dry black bread was delicious food for them who were extremely hungry at the time.

When he arrived at the school, the members of the Earth Fire at the door were writing something. When they saw him coming, they greeted him quickly.

""Xia Zhihui, you're back?"

Now, his traveling between different regions is no longer a secret in the lower districts.

Xia Zhihui also nodded.

"Yes, I'm back, Zhe Luo, were you the one guarding the door last time? Why don't I remember?"

The last time I came back to print something, I came in with Xi'er, and it seems that I didn't meet the guard.

Zhe Luo is a burly man with a black band on his head. He used to be one of the best fighters in the Earth Fire. He can wield a pickaxe with one hand, and he always charges into battle with two pickaxes in a fight.

"The guy was lazy last time and was scolded by the boss. My kid happened to be studying here, so I volunteered to take his place."

"Okay, I'll leave the academy to you. I'm very confident."

"Well, Dean Reza and Teacher Shiluva are still in school today. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Yes, I have to go to the school warehouse by the way."

Under Zhe Luo's gaze, Xia Zhihui entered the school.

Old man Reza was wearing a shirt and a thin coat, resting in a rocking chair, while Shiluva was writing and drawing beside him, as if preparing teaching materials.

When she heard Xia Zhihui's footsteps, she looked up.

"You're back?"

"I have to tell you, Clara is a genius!"

"No matter what mechanics knowledge I taught her, she understood it immediately, and she even upgraded the mechanical system of the automatic striker!"

"When she skips a grade and enters Beloberg University, I will make sure the tutor accepts her!"

Old man Reza also opened his eyes and looked back.

"Oh, what a rare guest!"

"Just leave the school to the old man and I won't care about it?"

Hearing his teasing, Xia Zhihui could only say shamelessly

"Isn’t this the teacher’s responsibility?"

"I brought back some school uniforms for our college this time. Now I just need to put them in the school warehouse, but I don’t know if the school warehouse is big enough."

When Mr. Reza heard this, he quickly got up from the rocking chair and picked up the cane beside him.

"Yes, there are still two shelves in the warehouse that haven't been filled. If you don't fill them up, don't even think about leaving today!"

The old man held Xia Zhihui and wouldn't let go. Xia Zhihui didn't dare to break free, so he had to follow him to the warehouse and put the shelves full of school uniforms of different models.

Looking at the school uniforms of different models neatly placed in the warehouse, the old man smiled with wrinkles on his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Xia Zhihui glanced at the other things in the warehouse. Many of them were new. It seemed that there was still a lot of construction support from the upper district.

"Teacher Reza, I'm leaving now. I still need to go to the upper level area. If there are any school uniforms that are out of stock, please count them and have Xi'er and Nata text me."

"Oh, okay, go ahead."

"Wait!"

Xiluwa interrupted Xia Zhihui's transmission.

"Wait a minute, I have a summary of some mechanical structure improvements here, please give it to Bronya, she knows how to do it."

""Okay."

Xia Zhihui teleported away, and Shiluwa helped old man Reza out of the warehouse.

After the old man lay back in the rocking chair, he sighed.

"He really comes and goes without a trace now."

"At first, I just saw that he had good grades, so I paid more attention to him. But I found out that he had a photographic memory. I knew he would be extraordinary in the future, but I didn't expect him to be like this."

"This... this has nothing to do with being good at studying.……"

Shiluwa also sat back in her seat

"Yes, he kept it a secret from me for a long time. I always thought he controlled the passage between the upper and lower levels."

"But it's good like this now. He can still bring us some things from other worlds from time to time."

"At least in the upper class area, only Belloborg University has school uniforms. The children of Spark School are coming on Monday. I don’t know how happy they will be."

"Hey, principal, what do you think? Why don’t we give out school uniforms as a reward measure?"

"Give rewards to those who study well, make great progress, and work hard, so as to boost everyone's enthusiasm."

Reza thought for a while and said,

"It seems possible, but what about the children who don’t have those?"

"Just find a reason to be obedient or have good moral character, it's all for motivation anyway, I won't hold back."

"That's true. Let's send them out over a few days next week to make everyone happy."

With a few words, the two of them made clear arrangements for the children.

Xia Zhihui appeared in the central square of the upper district. He first bought a copy of the Crystal Daily, and then walked towards Klipperburg.

The silver-maned iron guard at the door saw that it was him and patted his chest heavily to salute.

"Welcome to Klipperburg, Mr. Xia Zhihui, the guardian is meeting in the conference room inside, please come this way."

Led by the Iron Guard, Xia Zhihui quickly entered the conference room.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was not tense. After all, Bronya had already inquired about the reputation of the Interstellar Peace Company from March 7 and the others.

Although it is a little overbearing in financial means, it is generally a peaceful company.

What's more, Yalilo No. 6 and their people who belong to the same faith of preservation and protection will only communicate better.

And this time, letting the people from the lower level come up is also to more clearly summarize what other needs there are, and see if they can ask for help from the Interstellar Peace Company.

After Xia Zhihui came in from the side door, Bronya's face was happy and introduced him to everyone. Those who can get into this conference room naturally know about the previous sealing of the star core, so they all greeted him with a smile.

Xia Zhihui also responded with a smile, then took a stool and sat next to Seele, took out the Crystal Daily and started to do nothing.