The Magic Engineering College was filled with clear, streamline designs and a sense of geometric lines. The expansive windows allowed the morning light to shine freely into the office, and during brief moments of silence, one could sense the movement of the clouds outside even without looking up.
"Professor, could you please tell me how I might be of help?"
Lanci looked at Professor Bolao with confusion.
His gaze clearly carried a tinge of worry, but it was evident that his concern stemmed from a sense of responsibility, as well as his sincere love for the school.
"Our school has indeed fallen a bit short of its reputation recently, sliding down the rankings among the Southern Continent Colleges these past two years."
Professor Bolao sighed,
"Accordingly, the pressure from both inside and outside has increased a lot."