Luca decided to look around before returning to his dorm. He had many things to consider and a few things he wanted to verify.
In his stress, he forgot to ask about the enrollment deadline, so he went to the registrar's office to check.
By now, he's started to enjoy the walk around the campus. That pill really made a difference. There was no way he'd risk doing this in his earlier state. And imagine if he hadn't risked it? He wouldn't have known about the enrollment!
The registrar's office was next to a manicured garden. It was pretty, and Lucas just now realized that this was his first time seeing plants.
A stark difference from his original planet, which sometimes looked like an overgrown garden.
But that was it, just pretty. Normally, he'd see the vitality and energy of the plants around him, so this made him wonder if he'd lost that ability.
Impossible. Because I remember seeing the energy of the plants in my space.
Maybe these were artificial plants? Luca tried going around the shrubs, looking for their roots.
While he scrutinized the garden plants, the registrar's staff assessed him. They knew who this kid was, and they were surprised to see him like that, for better or for worse.
They hadn't been told to treat him well or something similar, but they were always prepared for untoward incidents. Kidnapping nobles was once a thing, so they had to know which ones were possible targets.
And this young man who kept on touching the plants had one giant bullseye on his back.
"Is something wrong with the plants?" Asked one of the receptionists.
"I don't think so. They look fine to me. The gardener had always been meticulous about this garden, after all."
And as if the garden had its own alarm, a stocky gardener who looked more like a soldier approached the unsuspecting Luca, who was looking at the leaves intently.
"Is there a problem with the plant?" The man cleared his throat, which startled Luca.
He hastily let go of the plants while apologizing for touching them without permission.
The gardener was admittedly surprised, as a student genuinely apologized for being handsy with the plants.
"What were you trying to see? Did you lose something by the garden?" The gardener's tone softened in response to Luca's demeanor.
Luca actually considered it before asking. He didn't know if it would come across as rude, but he figured this gardener would be his best bet for plants.
"I...I was wondering if these plants were artificial." Luca decided to pick his words carefully, not wanting to drop more information than necessary but unwilling to give up gathering crucial information.
"I don't seem to feel the plant's vitality." He had no plans to say that these plants should've been coated by energy, so he just thought of asking in this way.
Aha! So there were plants with spiritual energy! Just very rare, I guess?
The digital brochure about the Manufacturing Division listed the subsidies for materials acquisition. Heck, the tuition apparently did not include the materials, nor did it include out-of-class use of the lab and the mecha hanger. freewёbnoνel.com
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