Seeing Sanya running away like that, Kamal laughed heartily.
Neelam also smiled a little, shaking her head.
Neelam said, "Even after becoming a cultivator and practicing the Mortal Foundation Scripture, she still fears studying. Sigh."
Kamal, still laughing, replied, "Well, she'll like the academy. The education system there is different from before—they also teach cultivation and martial techniques. I don't know where they got the cultivation system and those techniques, but Sanya can learn something new at the academy. She can also enjoy the academy with her friends."
"Yeah, you're right. Rudra can enjoy it too. He hasn't played with children his age. He can experience that there."
Kamal nodded in agreement.
In their minds, they wondered where the Central Academy had gotten the cultivation system.
Perhaps from a secret realm, or created by someone else or even by their own son.
They already knew Ankit had created Eternal Ascendancy—so what if he had also created the Central Academy?
They also weren't shocked that someone besides their family possessed a cultivation system.
Ankit wasn't the only genius on Earth.
If Ankit could create one, why couldn't someone else?
Or perhaps someone found it in a secret realm.
There were many possibilities.
So they stayed calm and curious.
They wondered if the academy's cultivation system and martial techniques were stronger than Ankit's.
But even if they were, Kamal and Neelam weren't planning to switch.
They trusted their son completely.
They believed Ankit could make his cultivation system stronger—and one day surpass whatever the academy had.
They weren't alone in questioning the academy's source.
Many others around the world were asking the same thing.
Mordan and his close associates also questioned the Central Academy's origins, just like Ankit's parents.
They weren't shocked either. Their minds had already opened up to the possibility of other cultivators or hidden powers in the world.
But Mordan personally leaned toward one belief: the academy was created by Sir Heart.
He only knew Sir Heart currently possessed a real cultivation system. No one else had shown such capability. So, in Mordan's view, Sir Heart was the most likely source.
Normal civilians, other nations, and organizations thought differently.
They believed the academy belonged to the game company itself—or was a new, independent entity that had either found or created its own cultivation system.
They were shocked that someone had acquired or developed a cultivation system so quickly, Others were still trying to get a single breathing technique.
It just make the central academy, the center of attention.
Some groups even conspired in secret to send spies as students to steal the cultivation system for themselves.
Of course, They feared the real cultivators behind the academy, but they were willing to take the risk.
However, their plans quickly cooled—not completely vanished—when they learned the academy's strict admission criteria.
Only 500 students would be admitted each year.
400 were selected by direct invitation from the academy (people they deemed worthy).
The remaining 100 came from applications sent by interested students.
Most conspirators realized they had almost no chance of getting a spy accepted through invitation or application.
Still, they didn't give up entirely.
In their minds they thought: "What if the academy admits one of our spies by chance?"
So they quietly submitted applications anyway—hoping for that slim possibility.
The academy's arrival had stirred the world once again.
***
In the Core area of India concord – Mordan's residence.
Mordan was talking with Umang about the recent changes in the real world.
Umang gave proper reports and replies, detailing how smoothly the shift to game-world education and work was going.
Just as their conversation finished, IC-AI appeared in Mordan's player window.
IC-AI couldn't change form like Ellie. It remained a simple, glowing interface panel only Mordan could see.
Umang couldn't see it. He could only guess Mordan was speaking with IC-AI because Mordan had suddenly stopped talking and was looking slightly to his left.
It was just like player status windows—private—visible only to the owner. But players could share them if they chose to.
Mordan asked, "What happened? Is there any emergency?"
IC-AI replied calmly, "Sir, there is no emergency. But I have received a message from the game company."
Mordan motioned for IC-AI to continue.
It said, "The message is about an opportunity for the nations who contributed to the 'secret project' to become real cultivators."