Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system-Chapter 984 - 973: Interstellar Plane 9

Xia Yue and Yan Mo followed the flying vehicle, admiring the scenery along the way, which made the duo from modern society continuously marvel at the high-tech objects.

"When does our task start?" Yan Mo suddenly thought it had been over a month since they arrived here, yet they hadn’t received any prompt from the System.

"I don’t know, no prompts," Xia Yue shook her head and said.

"Let’s ask when we get to the school." Yan Mo said.

"That’s possible," Xia Yue nodded, then reminded herself that they were of different genders and likely wouldn’t be assigned to the same dormitory, which might complicate discussing matters together.

"We probably won’t be in the same dormitory, what should we do about this?" Xia Yue asked.

"There is a type of couple’s suite in the school dormitory, intended for engaged couples, as although one legally becomes an adult at eighteen in the Gaster Star System, the average lifespan is three hundred years. Many people in their thirties and forties are still in school, and there are alliances formed between noble families, so many students are engaged couples. These rooms are set for such people, and we can apply for one too. It’s a two-bedroom, one-living room suite," Yan Mo, having thoroughly studied the school’s various rules and regulations, quickly came up with a solution.

"Does it cost money?" This was crucial as the room seemed to be a rather nice one.

"Yes," Yan Mo nodded and continued, "Thirty thousand Star Dollars per semester."

"How much money do we still have? I have one hundred thousand left," Xia Yue asked, looking at him, knowing that they had spent a lot and not much was left. They would need to find a way to make money once they settled down, otherwise, before school even started, they would be broke.

"I have just over one hundred and twenty thousand left, enough to pay for a semester’s dorm fees," Yan Mo felt it was feasible to spend thirty thousand on accommodation, as it would facilitate discussing matters together later on.

Xia Yue agreed with his idea.

After an hour’s ride, they finally arrived at the entrance of the First Military Academy.

"Wow, this school looks really big." They got off the vehicle and, carrying their luggage, looked at the tall and wide school gate in front of them.

"It lives up to being the First Military Academy. Let’s go over to the gatekeeper there," Yan Mo nodded in agreement but did not forget the main task, carrying the luggage towards the gatekeeper’s office.

Xia Yue followed, pulling her luggage.

"Stop, what are you doing here?" The guard standing at the door, watching them come over, stopped them.

"We are about to enroll as students. Coming from Marginal Star, we were worried about not making it in time for the school term to start, and we knew the school allows accommodation applications during holidays, so we came early to register," Yan Mo, looking him in the eyes without flinching, said.

"I see, show me your admission email notification," the guard said solemnly. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Yan Mo and Xia Yue showed him the notification on their Neural.

"Wait a moment, I will ask the duty instructor to come over and take you to complete the check-in procedures," the guard seriously checked, looked at his own Neural for this year’s list of admitted students, found their names on it, and then told them.

"Okay, thank you, teacher," Yan Mo smiled as he thanked.

Xia Yue and Yan Mo stood at the entrance of the school, with Yan Mo trying to communicate with the guard to learn more about the school, but the guard was very tight-lipped, not uttering any unnecessary words, making Yan Mo internally admire that this indeed was fit for a Military Academy guard.

After about fifteen minutes, they saw a man who looked middle-aged, about forty or fifty in Blue Star years, dressed in gray clothes driving a vehicle toward them.