Black Glasses flashed a wicked grin, looking almost smugly lecherous as he crawled up from the ground. "Let's go!"
The door opened, and sand roared inside. Black Glasses nimbly dropped flat on the floor and vanished into the rolling sandstorm as swiftly as a lizard. Song He and Xie Yuanxun shouted as they pushed the door shut together and locked it.
They turned around and patted the sand off their clothes by the doorway. There was already enough sand in the dormitory to sell to a construction site. If they had known, they wouldn't have bothered mopping the floor earlier.
"Brother Xie!" Xie Yuanxun's tone was complicated. "You've dragged me into this mess!"
"Don't worry. I wasn't just mouthing off. Neither of us will be clearing sand from the airfield." Song He smiled.
Xie Yuanxun sighed repeatedly, clearly not believing him at all. He couldn't bring himself to lose his temper, since Song He had come to this godforsaken place to eat sand alongside him. If Song He got dragged into it tomorrow, that would count as a form of retribution.
The two returned to their respective desks, blew the dust off their computer keyboards, sat down, and continued memorizing the materials.
Outside, the sandstorm roared and the wind wailed, as though the wronged souls buried in the sands for thousands of years had all emerged at once, riding the gale in search of other living creatures to bury alive.
Inside, however, not a single crack let in the wind. The building had clearly been specially designed to withstand the wind, like an airtight iron box.
Unexpectedly, this atmosphere was perfect for memorizing.
Song He's hand rested on the mouse as he constantly scrolled through the pages, rapidly browsing the material at an astonishing speed.
The first hundred pages were