Of course, in fact, the area under the jurisdiction of the Magic City is not too large, and is even much smaller than the area under the jurisdiction of Jiangcheng.
The reason why it creates such a big illusion is that there are too many buildings and too many people, and the twists and turns in a car can make you dizzy.
Here, taking the subway or taking the bus may take you several hours.
You won't have this illusion in a small city like Yangcheng. It goes straight and fast. Taking the bus in Yangcheng can save more than half the time for the same distance.
From the train station to Wudu University, Fang Ping took two subways and took a bus before arriving at Wudu University.
The straight-line distance was less than 40 kilometers, and it took Fang Ping more than two hours.
The administrative divisions in He Fangping's cognition are different, and it may be that the management efficiency of warriors is higher.
The administrative divisions of Magic City are not that many and not that complicated. The entire Magic City area is divided into 6 districts in total.
To the north is Beiding District.
To the west is Xijiang District.
To the south is Nanfeng District.
To the east is Dongpu District.
In addition, the central business district - Wanhui District; and the southeastern seaside area, a specially divided university town, are planned as separate administrative districts.
The Magic City Wuhan University is located in the University Town, or in other words, except for a few liberal arts schools, the schools with martial arts subjects in the Magic City are all concentrated in the University Town.
The University Town is also very large, occupying almost all the boundaries of Nanhui District in Fang Ping's memory.
The entire university town covers an area of more than 800 square kilometers.
Wuhan University in the Magic City is the highest-ranking institution in the university town.
As the highest-ranking institution of higher learning, regardless of its academic performance, the school’s area is astonishing.
30,000 acres!
This is the information Fang Ping found on the Internet. 30,000 acres, 20 square kilometers, this is the magical city of Wuhan University.
A school with students, teachers, family members, and employees can number tens of thousands of people, covering an area of 2,000 square meters per person.
…
When Fang Ping got off the bus, his first feeling was shock.
He has seen a lot of school,
He has also been to many universities.
But like Wuhan University in Shanghai, a gate alone is nearly 100 meters wide. Is this still a gate?
Family cars, up to 50 cars can enter side by side.
"Do students from Wuhan University fly in and out of aircraft carriers?"
Standing in front of the school gate, Fang Ping couldn't help but muttered something.
With a width of 100 meters, it is not impossible to open an aircraft carrier. With such a large door, Fang Ping cannot understand the aesthetics of Wudu University.
However, the school is large, so opening such a gate does not seem completely unacceptable.
With a gate with a width of 100 meters, the height will naturally not be low. The gate tower should be at least about 10 meters high.
Above the gate tower, there are six Chinese characters carved with flying dragons and phoenixes—Modu Martial Arts University!
The font is also very large, which makes Fang Ping feel like he is a dwarf in a country of giants.
Standing in front of such a school gate, one can't help but feel insignificant.
Just when Fang Ping was stunned, someone behind him said with a smile: "Shocking, isn't it?"
Fang Ping had sensed someone behind him before, and he didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, the gate of Wudu Gate was not empty, but there were quite a lot of people.
It would be a pity for many people not to visit Wuhan University in Shanghai when they come to Shanghai.
Even if you are unable to enter, it does not prevent everyone from paying homage to this most advanced university in China.
Just seeing a school gate makes many people feel that the trip is worthwhile.
Fang Ping turned his head and glanced, and saw a young man of about the same age as himself standing behind and to his left.
The young man is handsome, with slightly longer hair and a smile on his face.
Different from Wang Jinyang's bland smile, the young man's smile was a little flamboyant and cynical.
What caught Fang Ping's attention was neither his appearance nor his smile, but the long unsheathed knife in the young man's hand.
The dark-colored blade makes people feel a little cold and harsh.
This made Fang Ping feel a bit inconsistent. A modern young man, wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, was holding a large knife over one meter long in his hand.
Seeing Fang Ping looking at the long knife in his hand, the young man suddenly raised the knife and made a trick, laughing and saying: "Are you afraid?"
Fang Ping frowned slightly and did not answer.
He didn't know the person in front of him. He was just here to look at the school gate. Who knew whether talking to him might cause trouble.
The young man didn't care. Seeing that Fang Ping was indifferent, he placed the long knife flat with the blade facing the ground.
Then he smiled and said: "New student?"
"Um."
"My guess is that if you drag your suitcase and stand at the door in a daze, looking like you have never seen the world, you are probably a new student.
And he’s still a freshman at Wuhan University in the magical city, right?”
The young man seemed a little proud of his reasoning.
Fang Ping was speechless. Judging from the tone and content of his words, the other party was not looking for trouble.
After thinking for a while, Fang Ping said calmly: "My energy and blood are over 180 calories. It shouldn't be difficult to guess that I am a freshman at Wuhan University in Shanghai, right?"
"Haha, it seems so."
The young man suddenly laughed, "How can the nearby martial arts universities compete with our magic martial arts!
The rebirth of the second bone tempering can only come to our Mowu!
Believe me, you made the right choice!"
One could tell at a glance that Fang Ping was a second-grade bone-tempering warrior, not a first-grade warrior. The young man was very strong and had good eyesight.
The Qi and blood of a quasi-warrior who has tempered his bones for the second time is not much different from that of a first-grade warrior.
Normally, when judging other people's strength, Fang Ping uses his energy and blood strength to judge, and the same goes for those at the station.
The young man in front of him was obviously not just looking at Qi and blood, which made Fang Ping a little curious, but he didn't ask.
"I wonder who the senior is?"
Fang Ping saw that although his tone was arrogant, it was not too annoying, and he knew nothing about Wu Da, the magical capital, so he started to strike up a conversation.
"Qin Fengqing, a junior student at the Weapons Academy of the Magic City Wuhan University!"
Qin Fengqing introduced herself and asked: "What about you?"
"Fang Ping, a freshman."
"Come so early?"
"Come to see it in advance. I have always longed for Wuhan University."
"Yes, but it's still rare to come a month in advance. Come to the school at this time, and the enrollment of freshmen has not yet started, so we may not be able to help you arrange accommodation."
Qin Fengqing said casually, then returned to the previous topic: "When you see the school gate, do you feel very small?"
"Kind of."
"That's right! When Mowu established the school, the reason why it was built like this was to allow students to learn to know themselves.
We are very small, this is just the gate of a school.
Even standing in front of the door makes me feel insignificant, but what about after entering?
The world inside the door is broader, more dangerous, and more interesting!"
These words seemed to have something to say, and Fang Ping remembered them in his mind, but did not ask any questions. Instead, he continued to ask about the topic he was interested in: "Senior, didn't you go home during the summer vacation?"
"go home?"
Qin Fengqing laughed and said: "If you become a warrior, be prepared to be away from your loved ones for a long time!
Time is precious, and school time is even more valuable.
Here, there is no holiday or vacation. If you don’t want to fall behind others, then you have to work hard and work harder!
In school, you still have support from the school and resources provided by the school. Once you graduate, you have to rely on yourself for everything.
So in Wuhan University, you can never relax at any time. Junior, this is the first lesson taught by your seniors.
Time, especially school time, is precious, don’t waste your next four years of prime time.”
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me."
Fang Ping thanked him and asked curiously: "Is Senior Qin coming back from school?"
"Well, I went out for a trip and just came back.
I just happened to see a pretty new girl and chatted for a few words to relax, but unfortunately... she wasn't a girl."
Qin Fengqing spoke frankly and sighed with some regret.
If this is a junior high school girl, then he can act more handsome. Of course, the premise is that the junior high school girl must have good looks.
Wuhan University, a huge magical city, is a big place, but there are not many students. There are only more than 1,000 students in each class, about 6,000 students.
80% of them are men and 20% are women.
There are more than a thousand girls, and among them, less than one-third are good-looking.
Among the one-third, there are seniors who are often away from school, some of them are famous beauties, and some of them are also on missions away from home all year round.
A passing girl who stays in school is called a young girl!
Everyone said that there are many beauties in the Magic City, but Qin Fengqing felt that she was almost desperate for women.
Fortunately, freshmen are about to enroll, and I wonder if there are any beautiful girls in this class that I can admire.
Fang Ping laughed a little and said: "With the senior's strength, I think there will be no shortage of women."
"Of course!" Qin Fengqing said with a smile: "Besides, you are wrong. I don't rely on my strength, but my face."
"cough……"
"Don't cough, I'm serious!" Qin Fengqing said seriously: "When it comes to strength, the magic martial arts students are very strong. But most of them are ugly, so we rarely rely on strength to pick up girls, we have to rely on face.
!”
"Senior Qin is indeed handsome."
Fang Ping shamelessly flattered him. This senior was very strong, but Fang Ping couldn't tell the difference.
It feels similar to facing Wang Jinyang, either second or third grade.
In addition, because the knife in the opponent's hand was unsheathed, Fang Ping could tell that it was not a knife for decoration, but a real weapon for fighting. Qin Fengqing immediately laughed when he heard this: "It's a bit discerning and interesting.
In previous years, there were more freshmen who were stupid.
I thought it would be great if I got the first prize in the city and the first prize in the province.
Only when they enter Mowu will they understand that seniors are there to respect, and seniors are not theirs, but juniors are their seniors!"
"Ahem..."
Fang Ping was really choked now, and then he couldn't help laughing and said: "Senior Qin is very funny. I didn't expect that I would meet the senior when I came to Wuhan University in the magical city for the first time. I am very honored."
"It's not funny, it's the truth."
Qin Fengqing smiled, took out her phone, checked the time, and said, "When I meet a newbie like you, the senior should show you around and familiarize yourself with the environment.
But I still have to hand in the assignment, and I don’t have time to accompany you.
You should go to the school reception desk by yourself. Even though you came early, the school probably won't mind the trouble and see if they can let you check into the school early.
Okay, let’s go now and talk to you when we have a chance.”
There are not many Mowu students, so there is no chance of meeting them again next time.
Of course, forget it if you can't meet her. She's not a beauty, so Qin Fengqing has no intention of leaving her phone number.
Fang Ping doesn't have any dissatisfaction. He's not your father, so why shouldn't he do something serious to help you?
At least Qin Fengqing told him some useful information, so he could go to the reception desk and have a look.
It doesn't matter to Fang Ping whether he can live on campus or not, but visiting the magical city of Wuhan University can satisfy his curiosity in advance.
In addition, when he first came to Wudu University, he met a senior who was not weak in strength, which made Fang Ping even more interested in Wudu University.
Wang Jinyang, a third-level martial artist, could carry the cauldron at Nanjiang Wuhan University.
Where is Qin Fengqing?
This person is either second or third grade. Anyway, he is much stronger than Fang Ping. Fang Ping is still unable to know his status in the school.
However, when Fang Ping meets a magic martial arts student casually, he doesn't think he is a big shot, he is probably at the bottom of the pile.
…
Qin Fengqing, who had already entered the school, had the urge to sneeze, rubbed her nose and murmured: "The accent of that guy just now seems a bit familiar?"
"Where does the accent come from..."
After thinking about it for a while, Qin Fengqing was no longer confused.
As for Fang Ping, he was a passerby who happened to meet him back at school and chatted casually. Who cares where the other person is from?
Carrying a knife in one hand and a heavy bag in the other, Qin Fengqing said with some satisfaction: "This time I will change some bone-tempering pills, and I should be able to complete the tempering of the trunk bones.
When I finish tempering my torso bones... I will equal your Nanjiang Wuhan University!"
"Nanjiang..."
Qin Fengqing seemed to think of something again, but the thought passed away in a flash and she was too lazy to think about it deeply.