Chapter 302: Honorary Scholar of the Royal Academy of Scienc

Chapter 302: Honorary Scholar of the Royal Academy of Scienc: Resurrection

The panic caused by the Zebra Virus finally subsided. Although it hadn’t taken too long for a cure to be created after the virus had spread, it still left a deep impression in everyone’s mind. Be it the officials who worked like a top to keep everything running, the researchers who studied the virus until they became infected themselves, or the natives that nearly got wiped out because the infection on their home planets had reached a critical point, it felt as if centuries had passed since things were normal.

After the third generation cure was created, Cillin finally shedded his disguise and turned his skin color back to normal. After confirming that the queen of the Blazing Eagle royal family and the stubborn bastards led by Neo were safe and sound, Cillin and Wheeze left the eleventh star region. He had done and delegated everything that needs to be done, and his supervision was no longer necessary.

Back on the planet Cillin had stayed briefly, the woman and her younger sister were rebuilding their home. The pet dog they had rescued had regained its mobility, and it was wagging its tail energetically and running circles around the duo. Sometimes, it would even deliver a building material into their hands. The people weren’t the only ones who took away something from this near death experience. Even the animals looked like they had bee more enlightened than before.

All the infected people who were carried into the underground shelter by the two women during those difficult times came to thank her for her help. Among them, those who had enough money, background or both decided that they would move to another planet entirely. It was because they wanted to put the planet and all the dark memories it gave them behind them as much as possible. They asked the woman that she would like to leave the planet behind as well, but she turned them down and told them that she wasn’t leaving her roots. Her home might be in tatters now, but she would rebuild it with her own hands.

While they were working, a service robot that was part of the empire’s rescue team suddenly gave her a notice. It was an admission notice to the best medical school in the eleventh star region and a top ten medical school in the empire. Not only that, it was pletely tuition-free, and she could bring her relatives with her.

Qualification mattered a lot in the medical field. Her future could only be bright after she entered the university.

Everyone watched her in admiration. Generally, it took either extraordinary talent or a powerful background to make it into a prestigious school like this, and since the woman’s talent was nothing special—she wouldn’t be stuck in a backwater planet like this if she was—they started wondering what kind of background she had.

However, the background explanation didn’t quite make sense either. Everyone who had the right background was transported out of the planet long before the situation became critical. Plus, the woman had looked as sorry as they were before a cure was found.

The woman pulled up the notice from its envelope pletely and noticed a scribbled note at the bottom of it.

“I told you things would get better. Thank you for your help, and please continue carrying out the belief in your heart.”

There wasn’t a signature, but she didn’t need to see it to know who the writer was, not to mention that the paw print at the back of the note made their identity as clear as it could be.

But there was one thing she couldn’t understand. If that cat owner really was as powerful as he seemed, why would he risk his own life by traveling to a planet that was days or even hours from being abandoned?