In the end, the outcome was good.
With Grunewald's full support, the relocation of the Spirit Tower went without a hitch.
With the mentors' help and under their direction, the students orderly packed up their most valuable personal belongings. The documents, specimens, and large undead creatures and stitched corpses could only be left behind for now. Ongoing experiments were forced to stop, while the undead and stitched corpses that had only been half-completed had to be destroyed, lest they run amok.
The Spirit Tower's power was shut off layer by layer, and its lights gradually went out—just like turning off all the power in the house, locking the windows, and closing the pipeline valves before setting off on a long journey.
The "Number One" through "Number Three" within the pipelines also stopped flowing. The instruments in every laboratory were shut down, and the doors were sealed and locked from the outside.
One half-born undead creature after another, along with the remaining corpse materials that had yet to be used up, were pushed into the emerald-green pools. Amid hissing sounds of corrosion, they gradually dissolved.
Grunewald had already returned to the Top Layer to pack up the things he planned to take with him, while the students chatted and packed their luggage.
Iver had originally wanted to find his acquaintances, but Vice-Headmaster Adolf continued following behind him, chatting away without pause.
"Did you go looking for the Insect Amber Master afterward?"
Adolf asked curiously.
"We've already come back."
Iver sighed. "It was only yesterday. When Antimony got into trouble, we were holding a celebration banquet."
"Have you slept? Why not get some rest? I estimate it'll still take the students four or five hours to finish packing... That's enough time for you to get some sleep."
"I slept for half an