David Miller felt a bit moved inside, but he did not regret choosing this path. At first, he studied the old arts out of interest, not for any utilitarian purpose.

Moreover, he had never abandoned his original major in automation and had already obtained his degree smoothly.

Jason Clark shook his head. “Those are all baseless legends. Besides, living in this era, with technology at its peak brilliance—even if there really were some powerful people in ancient times, if they were resurrected in the modern age, facing spaceships and mechanical armies, it would all be meaningless.”

But when he looked into the distance, his eyes were burning, as if flames were dancing within them, because he knew that there had been even more astonishing discoveries on Nova, which was a better choice and made him secretly excited, his heart burning with passion!

They chatted for a while longer, and Grace Cooper smiled at David Miller, telling him not to get too invested in the old arts. After all, they had already graduated, and it was time to think about work.

Those from Nova knew that once you chose the wrong path, no matter how hard you tried, it would be useless.

Eric Turner opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he could only helplessly pat David Miller on the shoulder.

Because of warnings from his elders, before the situation on Nova became clear, he could not reveal any information. Everything was still strictly confidential.

“I wish you all a smooth journey back to Nova. Take care!” David Miller nodded. He knew that, barring any accidents, it would be hard for them to cross paths again in the future.

The gates of Nova had long been closed to Old Earth. Unless one was actively selected from over there, it was very difficult for people here to immigrate.

“If there’s a chance before you leave, I’ll treat you all to a drink,” David Miller said with a smile.

The four of them had already turned to leave, but Eric Turner still stumbled a bit, knowing that David Miller was teasing him.

He usually had a slightly melancholic air and didn’t talk much, but once he got drunk, he would completely let loose, talking endlessly.

Three years ago, it was David Miller and Brian Carter who drank with him, getting him so drunk he was a complete mess, and he didn’t even know what he had said that night.

David Miller watched them walk away.

In the days that followed, classmates gradually set out on their journeys, returning to their hometowns.

Those forced to be separated at opposite ends of the stars felt the most sorrow.

The couple in the class said their goodbyes in silence. Only when one boarded the train and left did the other break down in tears, making everyone sigh. Their relationship had always been good, but in the end, it ended like this.

In this late autumn, those who left were undoubtedly the disappointed ones.

Although the news from Nova was vague, many people already sensed that missing out on Nova meant missing the greatest opportunity of their lives.

The only slight comfort for those leaving was that their job issues had already been resolved, a promise made when they first joined the experimental class.

David Miller had not left yet, because his home was in a nearby small city, very close. If he couldn’t go to Nova, he would stay and work in the city where he studied.

Brian Carter had disappeared for several days. He was a local, and had been trying to find out the exact news recently.

His family’s business was related to deep space trade—of course, just one of many suppliers—but they did have some connections.

A few days later, early in the morning, Brian Carter appeared on campus.

“David Miller, I finally understand why the old arts experimental class was established in the first place—it’s related to the special ‘phenomena’ discovered on Nova!”

Brian Carter came running over early in the morning, his face flushed and hot, but not out of breath—he was simply excited.

His family had wide connections and had just received news that several mysterious phenomena discovered on Nova were suspected to be related to supernatural powers!

“There might really be supernatural forces in this world!” he shouted.

How could this not make people’s hearts surge and imaginations run wild?!

Brian Carter was usually an emotional person, and now his mood was fluctuating greatly. But when he saw David Miller’s state, he was momentarily stunned.

“You actually made such a big ‘breakthrough’?!”

Although he already knew that David Miller had succeeded in gathering qi, seeing the scene before him still surprised him.

The sun was just rising, all things brimming with vitality. David Miller seemed to be glowing, the morning glow on his body especially “dense,” as if a faint layer of light was flowing around him.

David Miller stopped, full of energy, in even better shape than in previous days.

“Wait a moment.”

He had just been facing the morning sun, nurturing himself internally, expelling the “murky mist” from his body, which left him feeling sticky, so he quickly took a cold shower.

David Miller came out in clean clothes and said, “I’ve long had some suspicions. Some elders with deep backgrounds become more and more convinced of the occult in their later years, and eventually take action—coming to Old Earth to excavate myths, investing in old arts research projects. They must have discovered something back then.”

Those people, though aged, had all been shrewd in their prime—not the type to make rookie mistakes.

Moreover, some students with unusual backgrounds had come from Nova to join the experimental class, which also confirmed certain things.

“In the early days, they might have wanted to use the study of old arts to touch upon supernatural powers,” David Miller said, but then frowned. “But now, it seems the situation has changed.”

His intuition was sharp. A few days ago, after seeing Jason Clark, Grace Cooper, Eric Turner, and Emily Thompson, he had already guessed part of the truth from their words and actions.