“We’re here...”
Inside a floating academy in the Southern Star Field, which looked like a garden in the sky, his grandfather was brought to one of the floating blocks by his teacher, Franklin, with a curious expression on his face.
It was a place full of purple crystal-like flowers, which looked dreamy and luxurious. His grandfather followed behind him obediently, listening carefully to each of his exhortations and memorizing them in his mind.
The huge amethyst garden was ridiculously big. Grandpa had followed him through at least fifteen teleportation arrays on Sky Island, and every teleportation array had a different scene than the one in the sky, the first day of the new year was estimated to be at least the size of an earth-grade city.
And this was only one of the floating blocks. Just how big was the entire academy? Grandpa was not only emotional in his heart, he thought to himself, as expected of a universe-grade school. It’s so different.