Undercurrents and Warm Fragrance

The dormitory in the afternoon was so quiet that only the occasional birdsong from outside the window could be heard.

Lin Mo lay on the bed, his eyes closed, but he wasn't asleep.

He was organizing everything in his mind.

In the game world, he was now a legendary Lord with thirty-six Level 3 clones, occupying Water Curtain Cave as a temporary stronghold.

In the real world, his stats had returned, and his physical fitness had significantly improved.

However, correspondingly, his hunger had also increased, requiring him to consume more energy.

"Tonight, when I enter the game, the primary objective: establish a territory."

Lin Mo tapped his fingertips unconsciously on the bed board, making a rhythmic light sound, his thoughts racing.

"Black Stone Village? No. Too conspicuous, as it's a village officially registered by the court.

Even if I forcibly occupy it, endless trouble will follow, and it might even attract a large army from the government to encircle and suppress me. That's just asking for death."

"Black Wind Stronghold? It has over fifty mountain bandits and three Professionals. A direct confrontation is too risky.

Moreover, the stronghold is built in a deep mountain pass, a tiny area with no decent farmland and a meager water source. It simply can't support long-term development."

"Water Curtain Cave? It's indeed hidden, but the space there is very cramped. At most, it can serve as a hiding spot. Developing it into something significant is a pipe dream."

The rhythm of his tapping on the bed board suddenly became erratic.

"Perhaps... I should change my approach."

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

"I don't necessarily have to eat what others have already chewed.

Existing villages and strongholds all have limitations. Why don't I choose an unclaimed land and build my own territory from scratch?"

"With the Lord skill 'Territory Construction' offering a 50% acceleration and 20% resource reduction, plus the 'Infrastructure Maniac' bonus of an extra 30% speed and simultaneous construction of three projects..."

He quickly calculated: "Construction speed will be 180% of normal, and resource consumption will be 80% of normal. If all my clones are put into construction..."

A vague plan began to form in his mind.

But first, he needed more intelligence about this area.

As he was thinking, his phone vibrated.

He took it out to check, and it was a message from the class group chat.

The class monitor was notifying everyone about a temporary class meeting at 3 PM in the multimedia classroom. The counselor required everyone's attendance for an important announcement.

"Important announcement?" Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

He replied with "Received" and then lay back down.

At 2:50 PM, Lin Mo put on the black backpack containing first-aid supplies and headed to the art building.

When he entered the classroom, more than half the students were already seated.

A buzzing of chatter filled the air, occasionally mixed with background music from short video clips on phones. It was much noisier than usual.

Lin Mo picked a vacant seat towards the back and casually scanned the room.

Zhou Ming was sitting in the front row. The moment he saw Lin Mo, he winked and silently mouthed, "What's going on?"

Lin Mo shook his head slightly at him, indicating he was just as clueless.

Su Wanqing was seated by the window in the front row, surrounded by several boys, clearly the center of attention.

The boys were whispering to her, and she smiled politely, nodding and responding occasionally.

At exactly 3 PM, the counselor, Li Xuewei, walked in.

She was wearing a beige trench coat over a white shirt and a black skirt, with high heels.

Her long hair was tied back, revealing a smooth forehead and a slender neck.

Her attire was professional, but the belt of her trench coat was tied a bit tightly, accentuating her slim waist and bust curves.

The top two buttons of her shirt were undone, revealing a small patch of fair skin and delicate collarbones.

Li Xuewei was twenty-six years old, a graduate student who stayed on to teach. She had been a counselor for less than a year.

She was beautiful, had a great figure, and a gentle personality, making her very popular among students.

Many male students harbored crushes on her privately.

Lin Mo had also... admired her.

At this moment, Li Xuewei walked to the podium, scanned the room, and frowned slightly.

"Is everyone here?" Her voice was a bit hoarse, sounding very tired.

The class monitor stood up to count. "Reporting, Teacher Li. 41 students expected, 39 present. Wang Hao and Liu Zixuan are on leave."

"Reasons for leave?"

"Wang Hao has a fever. Liu Zixuan... has a family matter."

Li Xuewei nodded and gestured for the class monitor to sit down.

She propped her hands on the podium, leaning forward slightly.

This posture caused her shirt collar to open wider, and from Lin Mo's angle, he could see a deep cleavage and the edge of black lace underwear.

Several boys nearby visibly held their breath, their gazes fixed as if by magnets.

Lin Mo also watched with great interest.

He had never hidden his lechery.

Beautiful things, especially beautiful female bodies, were meant to be admired.

Li Xuewei seemed oblivious, or perhaps she was already accustomed to such stares.

She cleared her throat and began:

"I've called you all here today on short notice because there are a few important matters to announce."

"First, the school has recently received reports of students experiencing sudden discomfort at night.

Please pay close attention to your health, avoid staying up late, and maintain good sleep habits.

If you feel unwell in any way, contact the school hospital or myself immediately."