Du Lai and Wei Huai turned their heads at the same time, their expressions suddenly freezing.
Song He stood at the dormitory entrance, breathing in the night air, looking radiant!
His eyes were clear and bright, his complexion fresh. He looked nothing like someone who had stayed up all night—instead, he looked as if he had slept soundly!
Du Lai's heart jolted, and his pupils trembled violently. How the hell is this possible? One hour of sleep and he's fully revived?
Du Lai was shaken by your vigor and suspected he had seen a ghost. Resentment Value +800!
Wei Huai was frightened by your condition and utterly horrified. Resentment Value +700!
Song He smiled faintly, returned to his original spot, sat cross-legged, and continued reading the engineered bacteria materials.
Du Lai and Wei Huai exchanged glances before rushing to the other two dormitories.
A moment later, the dazed Su Xueduan and Lang Gaoge were dragged outside. They stood blankly in the corridor.
Their expressions seemed to ask the three philosophical questions: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
After a long while, they saw Song He meditating like an old monk in the distance and finally came to their senses. Shock appeared on their faces.
The four of them, still shaken, ran to the far end of the corridor and sat down, whispering among themselves.
"Damn it, what's going on? Is Song He Superman? He doesn't look tired at all!" Su Xueduan was losing her composure.
"Not only does he not look tired—he slept for just one hour, and he looks more refreshed than I do after eight!" Dark circles had already appeared beneath Lang Gaoge's eyes.
"Enough!" Du Lai suddenly raised a hand and clenched his fist in the air.
The other three looked at him,