Wen Xishu was not particularly eager to return to the Bunker.
Although the Academy Spirit's techniques were becoming more and more like Jabbar's, making him feel as though he were back home, enjoying a massage from the world's finest butler...
He had a headache over how he was supposed to teach his students.
Pulling the hot towel off his face, Wen Xishu asked:
"How many days was I gone?"
"Four days. If you hadn't remained on the Ladder Ranking, everyone would have started wondering whether something had happened to you," the Academy Spirit said.
Wen Xishu understood. After all, his previous trips through the Strange Tower had never taken this long.
Sometimes, he had even returned within a few hours.
"Nothing happened... during those four days, did it?" Wen Xishu felt a little guilty.
The Academy Spirit smiled.
"With your safe return, everything is fine. Still... our Tower of Deception Academy has had a few problems over these past four days."
What was coming had finally come. There was no avoiding it. Wen Xishu asked:
"Was there a problem with the students' class schedules?"
The Academy Spirit sighed.
"A big problem. A very serious one..."
That made Wen Xishu feel even guiltier.
But apparently, he had misunderstood.
The Academy Spirit said:
"After you asked me to find someone skilled at persuasion and public speaking last time, I gave it some thought and secretly contacted people from the Xishu Divine Church."
"This religion has close ties to you, and they're happy to help solve your problems."
"A man named Wen Xiange stepped forward, saying he could help. He said the Xishu Divine Church had recently gained a new follower, a fanatical admirer of yours who had begun climbing the Strange Tower repeatedly, just like you."
"He even climbed without sleeping or