Chapter 952: Chapter 949: Can We Really Enjoy This Vacation?

"Are we going to have another self-study session?"

Momo’s face showed a strange expression as he chewed on a fried dough stick, glancing around the dining table and asked.

Professor Huang ran ahead, followed by various elderly pursuers in vehicles. Aren’t they all professors or teachers from Xinxing Agricultural Science College?

Some of the elders were unfamiliar, but judging by the groups of young followers they led, they’re probably professor level, or even higher, seasoned academics.

What happened, Momo couldn’t guess, but judging by their expressions and body language.

It feels a bit like the plot of unevenly distributed spoils in a Hong Kong drama, triggering the traditional dark art of betrayal.

"We shouldn’t have self-study, right? The director hasn’t said anything in the group." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Tang You, eating noodles, glanced at his phone and saw no relevant information in the group.

Maybe due to "Academic Summit" break, the advisor gets updates quickly; if something really happened, they’d surely announce it immediately, explaining the academy’s arrangements.

After all...

In a war among Immortals, regular students forcibly getting involved would only be instantly refined by the opposing side.

Start with a professor’s title, then make discipleship promises, no student would withstand that.

"Xiaolan, do you think it’s because of the biological device Shasha created?"

Ah Qing patted the little fox, lowered her voice, and asked Ansheng beside his ear.

"It probably has something to do with it, but I lean towards ’abduction’ possibility."

Ansheng chuckled, stating his guess.

If it was due to biological supercomputing and wetware, then Old Huang’s sack wouldn’t only contain Shasha; Medicine Spring Mountain Lord could easily fit in it too.

Now, with only Shasha taken, the most likely reason is.

The researchers dispatched by the Security Bureau might be intending to move everything out of the College of Agriculture.

Studying biological supercomputing has nowhere near the academic merit of getting gold coins from Shasha.

"Hmm..." Ah Qing’s expression turned strange, gaining new insights on the preciousness of the Spirit Beast.

As she thought about it, Ah Qing instinctively reached out, wrapping her arms around the little fox’s waist, pulling it closer in front of her.

Almost as if worrying someone outside the canteen window might suddenly jump in and snatch the little fox away.

...

Today’s class schedule hadn’t changed, students went to classes after finishing breakfast as usual.

Ansheng, a bit gossip-prone, seized the moment while Ah Qing was watering the fields, hunting for news from the teachers.

Indeed, Master Fuli’s guess wasn’t wrong, the morning commotion in the academy was indeed related to Shasha.

Experts and professors dispatched from Xinxing colleges were "assisting" with biological supercomputing research, continuously consulting Shasha on foundational Spirit Particle Science matters.

Shasha’s memories might mostly be missing, but she witnessed Spirit Particle civilization’s glory more than anyone before.

From birth, research and catalysis of Spirit Particle characteristics had become a usual topic.

Shasha could casually point out things, enabling the researchers to grasp related principles and delve deeply into Spirit Particle methodologies.

Clearly, they’re way off track; no researcher paid any attention to that biological supercomputer; College of Agriculture’s professors were swiftly displeased, noticing researchers were lazing around.

Security Bureau’s assignments all have fixed deadlines, yet they’re not working but rather occupying Xinxing Agricultural Science College’s land for their own research.

Old Huang’s sack swiftly shattered all interschool researchers’ hopes.

Wanna talk with Shasha? Apply through the Security Bureau!

"By the way students, before class ends, here’s a notification I need to convey."

Near the end of the class, the instructor called out to the agricultural course students preparing to ride trike bikes back to school, shaking a document packet and said:

"This year’s harvest is significantly early; after discussion between school leadership and education departments, winter holidays initially set for early next month have been preponed, starting from the 23rd this month until March next year."

"But remember students, don’t let the extended break affect your winter social practice, or even the advisor can’t help you at that time."

The Agriculture Practice instructor, grinning widely, yet his tone held a teasing undertone.

Holiday can be prefixed, yet after all... the Spirit Plants in the fields are nearing conversion threshold, unsuitable for current students to partake in.

Or rather... while school leadership’s worried some clueless students might leak secrets unintentionally,

They’re more afraid certain violent Spirit Plants might knock the students’ Shariputra out.

As usual, hosting a harvest season event, eat heartily, drink well and head home for rest!

"Detailed holiday announcement will be posted in the group tonight, just reminding you about winter assignments."

The practice instructor waved his hand, signaling students could ride their trike bikes back to school.

With the students hearing the good news, all looked blankly at each other, exchanging eye contact, eyes brimming with strange vibes.

Starting holiday around the 23rd?

Explaining to family that we’re on vacation, not expelled due to trouble occupies some difficulty...

This holiday feels surreal, totaling over a hundred days, fifty days more than nearby college students.

Other students won’t have opinions, right?

"There’s something odd, extremely odd... "

Back in dorm, Momo glanced at Ansheng post-shower and asked, "I feel like... the holiday arrangements are turning more carefree."

"Is there something shady here?"

Momo’s query sparked curiosity among other roommates, all looking at the little fox.

Xinxing Agricultural Science College belongs to the Security Bureau, managing Spirit Particle-related cases and affairs.

So perhaps the holiday is arranged by the Security Bureau.

"Speaking of shady, there’s indeed a bit, recalling your holiday homework observation diary?" Ansheng contemplated and asked.

"Hmm-hmm, how can I forget? Geez, I directly picked Pear Tree Cactus..."

Speaking of holiday observation homework, Momo presented a painful expression, instinctively groaned, suddenly feeling a sense of heart attack welling up.

Pear Tree Cactus is renowned for its long life, but its growth cycle is long too, requiring two months for nurturing from cuttings to sprouting.

This is fast, slow ones start at half a year, yet summer breaks aren’t half a year long.

Momo employed both scientific and mystical methods to hasten the cactus’s growth, barely raising it to sprout two weeks before school started.

"Based on my understanding, your observation homework actually falls under the Security Bureau’s survey projects."

"This means, planting seeds back home is essentially aiding the Security Bureau’s nationwide soil environment survey." Ansheng continued:

"The primary reason for holiday advancement might be, Spirit Particle revival pace is unexpectedly rapid, prompting the Security Bureau to reassess Spirit Particle revival progress."

Ansheng revealed the seemingly casual plant growth observation diary given to students.

Under the guise of taking seeds home to plant as a raffle, but every student’s seed is earmarked.

In different provinces, for seeds to germinate and grow swiftly, students must plant in specified areas.

This utilizes plant traits, testing students’ agricultural knowledge practical application while serving as a long-term observation survey project throughout the Security Bureau.