Which is better, mediocrity or extremism?

Or perhaps the question should not be which is better, but rather which is more suitable for oneself.

Generally, when people are young, they tend to prefer more extreme things, such as extreme love, extreme speed, and extreme tastes. As they grow older, they tend to appreciate a more ordinary, mundane life, with plain tea, simple family bonds, and a peaceful existence.

However, it's the young people who always attract the most attention, and extreme things naturally catch people's eyes.

But being too extreme is not good, right?

-- This time, it's a story about extremism and fanaticism --

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-- The Federal Central Private Magic Academy, commonly known as the Balancing Academy.

-- The current academic hall.

The most outstanding group of magic students in the entire continent gathered together, eagerly awaiting the appearance of the figure on the platform.

That person is recognized as the number one magician on the entire continent, and is also hailed as the strongest in the world.

-- The Astrologer of Stars, Damia.

There's nothing particularly dangerous or tortuous about her story; it simply proves, in a straightforward and brutal manner, that she is the strongest.

In the silent hall filled with thousands of people, no one complains about why Damia is appearing so late.

Because Damia will become their dean and lead them towards the mysteries of magic.

In the midst of the almost suffocating silence, the center of the platform starts to shimmer with colorful lights.

The light dissipates...

In the center of the venue, a giant bird egg appears.

Accompanied by clear cracking sounds, a crack appears at the top of the egg.

From the crack emerges a small sapling.

In the blink of an eye, it grows to a height of over ten meters.

The tree begins to bear fruits, which immediately ripen.

When the ripe fruits fall to the ground, the entire tree disintegrates into dust.

The fallen fruits start crawling on the ground as if they had grown legs, eventually converging and splitting open to form a pink smoke cloud.

The smoke disperses throughout the entire platform and gradually fades away...

After the smoke clears, there is no one on the platform...

Just as the students are bewildered, the curtain behind the platform is pulled open.

The highly anticipated Astrologer of Stars, Damia, walks out with a smile on her face.

"Hey! Dear students, greetings everyone!"

-- So why didn't you come out while the smoke hadn't completely dissipated?!

Countless students scream inwardly in frustration.