Night shrouded Berely.
Red-Haired Girl Hotel—this was the name of the hotel where Lin Qi now lived. One look at the hotel's name told you exactly what kind of place it was. Separated from Fifth University's side gate by only a narrow alley, it had barely thirty-odd rooms. The furnishings inside were exceedingly simple, with only one large bed standing out conspicuously.
Needless to say, this was where Fifth University students enriched their extracurricular lives, fostered feelings between male and female classmates, and engaged in profound exchanges.
For the mere cost of one Silver Coin an hour, it provided hot water around the clock and clean sheets and towels, along with a small restaurant that seemed never to close. Student couples occasionally came here to spend three or five pleasant hours together—it was quite romantic, really.
Of course, if certain male compatriots had no female companion, the hotel owner would naturally recommend certain beautiful women who could be summoned at a call. After all, one lived off the mountain by the mountain, off the sea by the sea; living off Fifth University meant feeding off Fifth University's students. Who could blame him, when there were several thousand hot-blooded, high-energy university students here?
Lin Qi sat on the cramped terrace of a small suite on the third floor. The little round table before him was a complete mess. Three roasted lamb legs had been picked clean, a barrel of barley ale had been drained to its last drop, and even a basket of fresh white bread had been laboriously stuffed into Lin Qi's stomach.
From this terrace, he could overlook most of Fifth University's small campus. With Lin Qi's freakish eyesight, he could even see the dormitory building where he had once lived. Suddenly, Lin Qi smiled nostalgically. Back then, for