The content of the Art Introduction course is closely related to the Evil God's rituals she knows about, and with the holiday approaching, if people in her family find out she chose such a strange course, her parents would definitely be furious.

Su's thoughts were interrupted by a fire serpent streaking through the sky outside the window. Under the night's curtain, the academy burst into cheers from students. She also saw magicians riding magic brooms across the sky, while below the window gathered a group of ghostfire youth, said to be the latest invention of the Imperial Capital Artisan Association. Each ghostfire is exorbitantly priced, but the academy never lacks wealthy families.

Well, at least it's not all bad.

Compared to the previously stagnant atmosphere of the academy, now it's much livelier, with students who had been suppressed for so long now as free as wild horses freed from reigns.

Yes, that's right.

This description is quite apt.

Su's eyes lit up as she recorded this description into her diary with a feather pen.

Recently she developed the habit of keeping a diary to avoid carelessly "sleeping" through things as she did before.

Tonight, more important matters awaited her. She stood up and walked to the mirror to tidy up slightly, in a fitted magic apprentice robe and wearing a pointed hat.

The destination lay in the forest beyond the academy, a typical habitat for wondrous creatures, but it was said that since Professor Bazatous took up his role at the academy, those ferocious creatures had become as docile as kittens.

A senior from the Mole Club mentioned the reason behind this.

Roaming the forest, towering over buildings when upright, the Blood and Flesh Giant named Giant Divine Soldier is described in some Third Epoch books. On one occasion sneaking out from the academy at midnight, this senior witnessed the Blood and Flesh Giant tossing some snarling magical creatures as toys into the air.

However, today she was not here for the study of wondrous creatures.

Upon reaching the forest, many people had already gathered under the dark ancient trees, mostly senior students, with even a few young professors present.

They were led by a young Elemental Shaper she had never seen before along the tangled roots.

This Elemental Shaper was also named Su, same as her.

She felt an inexplicable sense of kinship with the other, almost as if their souls were connected, and she couldn't shake the feeling that the other had a peculiar look in their eyes toward her.

This was a lecture about magic net knowledge. It's hard to imagine that such a young Elemental Shaper's understanding of the magic net far exceeded that of the academy's professors.

Once everyone was gathered, the lecture quickly began.

This world holds an incalculable number of planes, and from a long time ago, an organization known as the "Guild" has been exploring these planes.

Unlike their world, these planes have a large number of abnormal planes with unstable states and structures.

The lecturer mentioned a plane with only oceans, where the black seawater is suspected to be some unknown creature, and in the depths of this pitch-black seawater exists a gigantic mysterious species beyond human imagination. Anyone falling into this plane becomes prey for this species; besides, there's also a plane filled with black tentacles, densely packed like a forest, all used as organs for predation...

Su sat hugging her knees in the back row, the descriptions making her break out in goosebumps.

The abnormal planes just mentioned are among the most famous "dead zones" within the Guild.

Following this, the lecturer pivoted, advising everyone not to worry; currently, every plane defined as a "dead zone" is tightly secured by the Guild, and most investigators probably won't deal with these extremely dangerous abnormal planes throughout their lives. Most of their usual explorations are completed in relatively stable planes.

The task is simple—collect information on the environment and creatures in the plane as much as possible, and the intelligence recorded in the investigators' handbook will be assessed by the Guild and exchanged for corresponding Guild points.

The redeemable rewards are numerous.

Magical items, magic potions, and scrolls from other plane civilizations, and of course, you can also exchange for a sumptuous meal within any Guild territory.

It's just like Gold Lions, currency among investigators.

Su's expression shifted unpredictably, deeply captivated by the grand world described by the lecturer, long immersed in the joy of exploring unknown civilizations.

She made a decision.

This holiday, she's not going home; she intends to sign up for investigator training.

...

Meanwhile, Ethan, having completed basic investigator training, had already received his investigator handbook, packed his bag, and embarked on a new journey.

He recently learned that there are undisclosed planes beyond information available inside the Guild.

The Administrator's Domains.

Planes ruled by administrators are removed from the list, becoming their private possessions.

There's also an unspoken rule among administrators—never interfere with matters in others' territories.

However, Station Chief 003 encountered dissatisfaction in negotiations with the headquarters, and even the Guild headquarters cannot contact every administrator. Usually, administrators only appear before them when deemed necessary.

Of course, this is the Guild headquarters' response; the actual situation is unknown to Ethan.