Campus Sightings

The dorm was silent for a full five seconds.

Then Zhang Wei let out a wail: "Fuck! Godfather! You're trying to kill me with this!"

Li Feng clutched his chest, his face a mask of anguish: "It's over, it's over. If the hardware isn't up to par, no amount of software optimization will help..."

Wang Hao, still looking bewildered, lowered his head, glanced at his crotch, then at Lin Mo, and muttered softly:

"It's just dating, and I have to pull this thing out... Are we comparing sizes?!"

Lin Mo was amused by the three's reactions. He waved his hand: "Alright, alright, hurry up and eat breakfast before it gets cold."

He walked to his desk and sat down, continuing to read the short drama he hadn't finished earlier.

Zhang Wei leaned over, unwilling to give up, and pressed:

"Godfather, seriously, what did Su Wanqing say to you just now? Her eyes were red, did she cry?"

"Just some personal matters," Lin Mo vaguely replied.

"Personal matters..." Zhang Wei's eyes darted around, and a lewd smile instantly spread across his face:

"Don't tell me you were caught with your pants down, two-timing someone?"

Lin Mo glanced at him, his gaze chilling. Zhang Wei immediately shut up, wisely.

Seeing that he couldn't pry any gossip, Zhang Wei changed the subject, lowering his voice mysteriously:

"Did you guys hear? There's a new case of brain death recently.

My cousin is interning at the City First Hospital. She said that every day for the past few days, there have been new cases, and they can't find the cause. It's like their souls have been ripped out! It's pretty scary!"

The words cast a pall over the dorm.

Li Feng swallowed: "Could it... be related to those 'Awakened'?"

"Who knows," Zhang Wei shook his head:

"Either way, things are getting more chaotic out there.

My parents even called specifically about this, telling me to stay away from off-campus areas unless necessary."

The three chatted animatedly, their mouths full of saliva, discussing the recent sensationalized abnormal events.

Lin Mo listened silently, pondering in his heart.

The internal test had only been ongoing for three days, and out of the global ten thousand internal test players, over two thousand had already died.

When the second batch of one hundred thousand players entered tonight, the death toll in the real world was bound to see a terrifying surge.

By then, the chaos would only escalate.

As he was thinking, his phone suddenly chimed.

It was a message from Su Wanqing: "My sisters and I are setting off, see you at the South Gate! Remember to dress handsomely (winking face)"

A cute emoji followed.

Lin Mo's fingertips moved, and he replied with a "Got it."

He looked up at the clock on the wall. 9:20.

There were forty minutes left until the appointed time.

"You guys chat, I'm heading out," Lin Mo stood up, opened his closet, and picked out a clean white shirt and black casual pants.

"Going to see the beautiful Su again?" Zhang Wei winked, his tone full of envy.

"Yeah, their dorm is going out together," Lin Mo replied casually while changing.

"Their dorm?!" Zhang Wei's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, his eyes wide as saucers:

"The legendary dorm filled with beauties from the art department? Godfather! Take me with you!

I'll carry your bags and fetch your water, serving you hand and foot!"

Li Feng also chimed in, his face full of anticipation:

"Right, right! Godfather! Bring us three along! We promise to be your wingmen, we won't steal the spotlight!"

Wang Hao stared at him even more eagerly, his eyes filled with longing.

Lin Mo buttoned his shirt, adjusted his hair in the mirror.

The person in the mirror had a well-proportioned, tall build, sharp and spirited eyes. Though it was still the same face, his aura was completely different.

The changes brought by reaching Level 10 Attributes were from the inside out.

"Next time," Lin Mo said calmly, "There are too many people today, it's inconvenient."

"Ahhh--" Zhang Wei let out a tragic cry, "Godfather! You can't hog all the good stuff!"

Lin Mo ignored him, slung the black backpack filled with emergency supplies over his shoulder, and pushed the door open.

"Remember to bring back some intel for me!" Zhang Wei shouted from behind, "Like which one of them is single! And their measurements!"

Lin Mo didn't look back, only throwing out one word: "Scram."

9:50 AM, South Gate of Jianghai University.

The school entrance was bustling with people on the weekend, students walking out in twos and threes, exuding youthful energy.

When Lin Mo arrived, he saw a group of beautiful figures gathered under the plane trees from afar.

Su Wanqing stood at the very front, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, pure and captivating.

Five girls surrounded her, all familiar faces from the art department: Xu Weiwei, Li Yutong, Zhou Xiaoyu, Zhao Mengmeng, and Liu Qian.

Having been in the same department for three years, they were all acquainted even if they weren't in the same class.

Additionally, three boys stood within the crowd.

Two were unfamiliar faces, likely from other departments.

And the other one...

Lin Mo's gaze sharpened slightly.

Chen Zihao.

One of Su Wanqing's three biggest simps, whom he had just confronted in the classroom yesterday.

This guy was wearing designer casual wear today, his hair meticulously styled, and a gleaming Rolex on his wrist.

He leaned against a white BMW 3 Series, holding two cups of milk tea, and solicitously handed them to Su Wanqing.

"Wanqing, this is your favorite taro boba milk tea, with 30% sugar," Chen Zihao said gently. "I went to that popular shop in the city center specifically to buy it for you."

Su Wanqing took the milk tea and smiled politely. "Thank you, but there's no need to go to so much trouble next time."