“A Cross-Star Parent-Teacher Bulletin Board and a Snack Teleportation Mailbox?!”
Seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun practically did a backflip in midair outside the newly repaired fifty-mile Star-Gate, hugging her giant wooden soup ladle to her chest in pure ecstasy. “Does that mean Uncle Hu Lie can still mail me ten-foot-long White-Tiger barbecue ribs from Tiger Ridge even when we’re three planets away?!”
“And I can mail fresh bottles of Sweet-Honey Healing Dew back to the Peace Pharmacy clinics every week!” nine-year-old Su Nuannuan clapped her hands, her eyes shining like twin emeralds.
“More importantly,” twelve-year-old Ye Xiao adjusted his silver glasses with a crisp, scholarly nod, “via the Cross-Star Bulletin Board linked to the four Polar Spirit-Wi-Fi Towers. I can still upload the weekly elementary and middle school geometry exams to all nine continents every Monday morning at seven sharp—and grade them remotely from outer space!”
Down on the surface of Planet Canglan, millions of school-age disciples who had been cheering their lungs out suddenly froze mid-cheer as Ye Xiao’s voice echoed over the global Spirit-Wi-Fi broadcast.
“Wait... Young Master Ye Xiao can still send us math homework from another solar system?!” a third-grade tiger cub on Tiger Ridge whimpered, his ears flattening against his head.
