Privileges

Weekends always passed in a flash, and before he knew it, Yan Yang had returned to the town where his school was located.

He had deliberately gotten up early. When he reached the school gate, the heavy doors were still tightly shut.

Even at a fully residential school, there were always students who liked going out to enjoy a brief taste of freedom from school rules.

Anyone who had experienced university life knew that rushing back to campus on Sunday night or Monday morning was perfectly normal.

Yan Yang had chosen this time specifically to avoid any possible "spectators" as much as possible.

The elderly security guard was also someone who habitually rose early to exercise. Just as he was about to open the gate and stretch his limbs, he noticed Yan Yang crouching outside, trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

Clearly, the guard did not follow any university leagues, nor did he recognize the student before him who had already caused such a stir online. He merely muttered in a faint local accent, "Huh, you're here awfully early, kid... You don't have to rush back so soon next time. Sleep a little longer." Then he pressed the switch and opened the small side gate.

Yan Yang hurriedly thanked him and slipped inside, letting out a breath of relief.

It seemed not everyone constantly paid attention to Trainer competitions. Ordinary people had their own rhythms of life. That reassured him somewhat.

He planned to sneak back to his dormitory without a sound.

As long as he successfully "landed," the less time he spent exposed to the public eye, the lower the risk of being "captured."

The campus was empty and quiet in the early morning. There were no fanatics waiting below the dormitory building, nor any campus reporters