On the way to the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, Wang Baole didn't slack off. He first contacted the Dao Mountain Mist Academy and informed them of his upcoming appointment. Then, he opened the Spirit Intranet and logged into the main Martian network. He began searching for information about the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.
The Dao Mountain Mist Academy was an elite school on Mars like the Fire Spirit Academy, so it was easy to find information about it. Wang Baole only had to do a quick search and he found a lot of information about the school.
As one of the two elite academies on Mars, the Dao Mountain Mist Academy was extremely famous. At the same time, its background was more complicated. It could be said that all the major powers in the Federation had shares in the Dao Mountain Mist Academy. The Three Moon Group, in particular, was the biggest investor.
It could be said that the Daolan Academy was a top-notch academy that was specially built for the children of the strong in the Martian Colony. It was a collection of almost all disciplines. Although there was still a gap between it and the four major Dao Colleges, as a foundational academy that nurtured students to the True Breath stage, it was not far behind.
As for the students in the academy, they basically came from wealthy and respectable families. It was because of this that the academy was called the Aristocratic Academy.
As for the current dean, he was from the Three Moon Group. He had been at the Dao Mountain Mist Academy for more than five years. Although his performance was mediocre due to various reasons, he followed the rules and didn't cause any major problems.
"What Elite Academy? It's just a gathering place for a bunch of brats." Wang Baole checked the information and snorted. He was very dissatisfied with the position of Vice Dean that he was about to take up. He even looked down on the academy.
But soon, he changed his mind. After arriving at the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, the first thing that Wang Baole saw was the academy's main gate.
This gate … was more than five hundred meters long. It was built with an ancient feel, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It was a magnificent sight. Those who knew would know that this was a school, but those who didn't would think that they were in the Martian Colony Governor's Pavilion …
This was secondary. As a Dharmic Armament master, Wang Baole caught a whiff of a fragrance. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"The material of this gate is … made of spirit clay! More valuable than the Big Tree? " Wang Baole's eyes went wide, and he began to pant. Spirit clay was a material used to refine equipment. It was sold on the market by the gram, and was extremely valuable. However, the main gate of the Institute in front of him was actually constructed with Spirit clay. Even though Wang Baole had reached Foundation Establishment, he still had to do some calculations to get a rough estimate.
At this moment, it was the afternoon break. Therefore, Wang Baole, who was standing outside the gate, was shocked by the magnificent gate. Then, he saw luxurious airships shuttling in and out of the gate.
Some of these airships were familiar to Wang Baole. He seemed to have seen the same model at the Ethereal City Lord's banquet. There were even some that were obviously more extravagant than the ones he had seen before. Be it the entire body of the airships made of diamond, the design of the airships was shockingly exaggerated, or they looked like ferocious beasts. In short, there was a dazzling array of airships of all shapes and sizes.
It would have been fine if that was all. However, while Wang Baole was still in a daze, the Dao Mountain Mist Academy had received a notice and arranged for a teacher to welcome him at the gate. This teacher was a skinny middle-aged man. When he noticed Wang Baole, he took a closer look and immediately walked over enthusiastically.
"Fellow Daoist, are you Dean Wang Baole?"
Wang Baole's mind was still in turmoil. He was still in a state of shock from the entrance of the college and the students coming and going. When he heard that, he looked over. After exchanging a few words, the teachers of the college confirmed Wang Baole's identity. They became even more enthusiastic and welcomed him into the college.
"Dean Wang, you're finally here." The middle-aged teacher was all smiles as he led the way for Wang Baole and introduced the school to him.
The entire Dao Mountain Mist Academy covered an area of about three hundred acres. It had all sorts of facilities and excellent teaching staff. As he walked inside, Wang Baole felt that this wasn't a school, but a garden …
Whether it was a man-made lake, artificial mountains, or grassland, they could be seen everywhere. The Spirit Qi was also shockingly rich. It was comparable to the Upper Academy Island of the Ethereal Dao College.
All of this gave Wang Baole a better understanding of what an elite school was … At the same time, he also saw more students in the school along the way. Wang Baole's eyes widened again. Indeed … under the uniform uniform, the female students in the school seemed to have been nourished with high-quality nutrition. Their growth was even more exaggerated than that of their peers on Earth.
At the same time, he also saw a young man walking out of a school building with his hands behind his back. Behind him were several peers of the same age. As they walked, they took out Spirit Stones from their storage bags … Everyone who saw this young man walked up and cupped their fists politely, and the young man's followers immediately gave them Spirit Stones …
"This … What is he doing? Does his family own a Spirit Ore mine? "Wang Baole didn't understand.
"Don't worry about him, Dean Wang. This kid is from the Three Moon Group. They call giving out Spirit Stones like 'posing'!" the middle-aged teacher beside him explained, unperturbed.
"Posing …" Wang Baole mumbled to himself. He didn't know what to say. He felt like he was a beggar standing outside the palace. There was a mysterious force that restricted his imagination.
Just like that, under the constant shock and gradual adjustment, Wang Baole was led to the dean's office of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy in a daze. The moment he entered, he saw an old man with a big belly. He looked like a bigger version of Wang Baole. With a smile on his face, the old man stood up from the sofa with difficulty.
This old man was the current dean of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.
Wang Baole knew that he would be leading the academy for the next year. Even though he wasn't happy with his position, he was still shocked by the scale of the academy. Therefore, he instinctively acted according to the high officials' autobiographies and what he had learned from Liu Daobin. He displayed a respectful expression.
The old dean's eyes were filled with encouragement when he saw Wang Baole. He welcomed him with open arms and invited him to take a seat. He noticed that Wang Baole only took half a seat and maintained a respectful expression. He didn't show any signs of arrogance due to his recent rise in fame. The old dean's smile became even more amiable.
After a brief chat and an introduction to the academy, the old dean finally spoke with sincerity.
"Baole, I'm old and don't have the energy to manage the academy. You'll have a heavy responsibility in the future. However, you're a young man and a graduate of Ethereal Dao College. I'm sure this won't be a problem for you.
"The children in our Academy either come from extremely wealthy families, have parents who are in the upper echelons of the Martian Colony, or have ancestors who have made great contributions to the Martian Colony. In any case … they all come from powerful backgrounds, and their parents have high hopes for them. They hope that they will succeed …"
"Therefore, our mission is very important. The goal of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy is to nurture them into talents. This will be the focus of your work in the future. At the same time, there are more than eight hundred teachers in the academy. You will need to manage them as well."
After a round of encouragement, the old dean introduced Wang Baole to the rest of the management in the academy and confirmed Wang Baole's position. The rest of the management in the academy treated Wang Baole courteously and respectfully, no matter what they thought. After all, Wang Baole was a Primary Rank Five Noble. In the academy, other than the old dean, he held the highest position and had the greatest authority.
Before the old dean left, he made a request to Wang Baole.
"Baole, something happened to the teacher of the Dharmic Armament class some time ago and he has resigned. The new teacher has yet to arrive. Do you think it would be possible for you to take over the class for the time being?"
From beginning to end, the old dean had treated Wang Baole kindly and kindly. This had to do with Wang Baole's reputation and background, as well as the old dean's personality and age.
Wang Baole's personality was that if someone was kind to him, he would return the favor. Therefore, Wang Baole nodded in agreement to the old dean's request.
"It's good to be young." Before he left, the old dean patted Wang Baole on the shoulder and left with a smile on his face.
As he watched the old dean's swaying figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Wang Baole turned around and began to familiarize himself with the academy. After all, he had just taken up the position today. Even if his ambitions did not lie here, he still had to do what he had to do.
Soon, a dean of the academy came looking for Wang Baole. On one hand, he arranged for his accommodation. On the other hand, he asked if he needed an assistant.
At the same time, there were a lot of personnel files for the teachers and students, as well as various miscellaneous matters that required Wang Baole's attention. After a busy day, when Wang Baole finally had some free time, it was already late into the night.
After a busy afternoon, Wang Baole gained a better understanding of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.
"This is an ancestral school … The students don't study at all, and the teachers can't do anything about it. After all, almost every student has power and influence that can give the teachers headaches …" Putting down the files, Wang Baole felt a headache coming on.
"The old dean said that the mission is to make them useful. This is an impossible task." Wang Baole frowned. He felt that the Dao Mountain Mist Academy was more like a nursery …
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