Two days later, Emmenas, early in the morning.

The morning breeze carried the morning dew, and it was still a little cold. The bridge above the Lanjian River was full of students. They gathered in the corresponding area according to their student numbers, and then teachers and staff checked their identities, micro-markets, and information one by one.

After the verification, each freshman will be given a booklet with the student number and name of the freshman as a temporary pass. Then, with the sound of the sliding iron lock, the tall city gate on the bridge slowly opened, revealing the wide road in the middle.

The wide bridge deck is enough to 10 carriages in parallel, extending to the opposite bank. The river surface is filled with morning mist, covering the rear half of the bridge, and only a vague outline is seen.

"Everyone line up and come one by one." Some staff members pulled up the ropes, separated the freshmen in an orderly manner, and then got on the bus in the order of the student number.

Yes, because the bridge is too long, the freshman walks over too slowly, and it is also very difficult to carry luggage, so there is a special magic motorcycle to pick it up.

These magic locomotives are about five meters high and more than ten meters long. There are steps on the side of the car that can be directly climbed to the second floor. Passengers sit on the top, and the first floor below is a complex power system and mechanical structure, and they do not sit on people.

Loran Hill carried the box and climbed to the second floor of the motorcycle, found a seat by the window, and sat down, and looked around a little.

Because she came early, many of their group of freshmen with student numbers were still queuing up, and there were only a few students in the car. When Lolan Hill sat down, a freshman in front also turned around and greeted her.

"Hello, my name is Bumansha." The freshman has wavy wavy hair and a slightly rounded face, giving people the temperament of an older sister next door.

"Hello, my name is Luo Lan." The girl also nodded.

"Yeah, it's pretty, Lorrain, are you from the Plantains Dynasty?"

"This, not, I'm from Clancia, maybe I have some oriental blood." Lorran Hill could only explain this way. She had silver hair and blonde hair before, but now after she changed into black hair, this oriental quiet temperament immediately became prominent, making people have to suspect that she was an oriental person.

"That's how I come from the eastern coast of Cangcui. I'm sorry. I've seen many merchants and tourists from the East when I was a child, and I felt it was a bit like that, so I guessed like this."

"It's nothing. Actually, I grew up with my teacher when I was a child. I don't know which country I have."

Lorran Hill shook his head, his silky black hair was slightly blown up by the river breeze. The two chatted for a few more simple words. Later, the number of people in the car gradually increased and then slowly stopped.

"Hello, is there anyone here?"

When the car was almost full, a girl caught up. After looking around, she walked here and asked carefully. Perhaps she saw that Lorran Hill had a gentle face, which was easier to deal with.

"No one, you can sit down, it's okay."

There were all girls in this car, chattering and whispering. It seemed that the student number was divided by men and women. Although Lolan Hill downplayed his appearance, it was still very prominent, which made many girls feel ashamed of themselves and dared not sit with her. Only in the last few empty seats did a freshman come to ask.

"Thank you, my name is Niya." The girl in a hat said in a slightly soothing tone, as if she was relieved, before putting down her luggage and sitting in the wooden seat.

After almost the people arrived, a staff member came up to count.

"There's still one..." He said in a low voice, a little hesitant.

"Are you ready to leave?" asked the middle-aged uncle who was operating the magic motorcycle under the stairs.

"Wait for another 10 minutes, otherwise, if you miss one, you will have to write a report and explain it. It's quite difficult."

"Oh, it's really troublesome. I want to go back and have some wine." The middle-aged uncle complained, then walked to the other side to rest.

After a while, when the staff were about to call for someone to leave, a girl in a long golden dress came over, followed by a group of entourages carrying luggage.

"I just said that the magic motorcycle of the academy will definitely not leave first. This lady is the right time to come."

She waved the folding fan in her hand with a little smugness, and then asked her followers to carry their luggage on.

"Sorry, only freshmen can go up in the car." The staff in uniform blocked the front.

"What should I do if I have so much luggage? I can't let me move it on myself." The rich girl was a little dissatisfied.

"The college stipulates that freshmen can only carry up to two suitcases to enter the school."

"Why haven't I heard of it? You might be fooling me."

"This should be something that someone reminded you when you get the recommendation letter." The staff frowned and continued to explain.

The two of them had a dispute for a while, and the guards who were helping deliver their luggage quickly came up to persuade their young lady not to have conflicts with the staff. After all, they were not considered formal students at this time, and they would suffer a great loss if they were not done well. Emenas is the world's number one institution, and their family's power is still not enough.

In the end, the young lady had to compromise and chose the two most critical boxes for the staff to help pick up the car. The rest were kept, and the group of guards were first kept. After a while, they could find a way to send them to the school.

After everyone arrived, the magic motorcycle slowly started.

The road on the bridge deck is very smooth. The magic locomotive uses the mainstream magic furnace, which is similar to an electric motor. The roar is relatively small and the speed is relatively stable.

As the sun gradually rose, it was around 10 a.m. The comfortable river wind blew from outside the car window and passed through the entire carriage. The bright sunlight shone on the endless river surface, sparkling, and the mist that originally enveloped the river water also dissipated, revealing the scenery in the distance.

Since the other end of the bridge is directly in front of it, only a small part can be seen from the car window. When it approaches, when it passes through the long city gate tunnel, a cool breath pours in from the car window. Only then did the freshmen barely realize how grand the bridgehead of this bridge is.

After the magic motorcycle left the city gate tunnel, it took a long time to escape from the shadow of the magnificent building. Some freshmen looked back and exclaimed.

Rather than saying it is a bridgehead, it should be described as a war fortress. The huge city tower and high walls are like a hideous giant beast lying across the river bank. The mouth of the giant beast is a tunnel passing by. The layers of shooting holes and viewing towers above the city tower emit a gray and blue color under the sunlight.

"This fortress is one of the four university levels in Emmenas, the Unfallen Bridge Pier, and it is also the most important battlefield in the Battle of Chaos. Students majoring in War Sequences and Ocean Sequences will come here in the future."

The staff introduced in detail the rock piers known as the rock piers in the torrential torrents. This academy is good at cultivating tough-willed soldiers and military generals.
Chapter completed!