Late at night, when the three stars of Green Ring No.2 completely sank below the horizon, the cosmic backdrop enveloped the entire colony like velvet.
The faint glow from the Crystal Tree appeared especially warm in the darkness, adding a touch of homeliness to this Exotic Realm.
Ron sat quietly by the dormitory bed, reminiscing about today's successful "Chimera Cooking Class."
The innocent smiles on the students' faces, the heartfelt group identity, and Hillas' speechless expression outside the door...
All of it proved that true education goes far beyond simple knowledge transfer; it touches the deepest Awakening of the Spirit.
However, as an experienced Historian, Ron knew that any transformation would trigger a backlash.
Hillas' silence today was too unusual; the shock mixed with jealousy might well be nurturing some dangerous seed.
"What kind of reaction would a traditionalist whose worldview has been overturned have?"
He mused to himself:
