Lu Yuan thought like that and drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
Snow fell silently outside the window, and at some point, the candle burned itself out.
When Lu Yuan woke up—
[Sanity: +15... 140/140]
The sky outside had not fully brightened yet. A layer of grayish-white light filtered through the window, while the Gas Lamps along the street still flickered. Their light fell upon the snow, reflected back by its pale glow, and gave off a somewhat bright yellow radiance.
Lu Yuan sat up, his clothes sliding loosely over his body.
Today, Lu Yuan's main goal was the body arts class. It was one of the most pressing matters before him.
Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly realized a problem: where exactly was the body arts class held?
He hurriedly pulled out that list. It contained a long list of courses, but nowhere did it specify where each class was held.
Fine, it looked like he would have to find it himself.
After washing up quickly, Lu Yuan prepared to head out and get something to eat.
It had snowed all night, and a thick layer of snow covered the roads. It crunched beneath his feet with every step.
It was still early, and there were few people on the streets. Only several Attendants-looking figures swept the road with brooms.
As Lu Yuan passed them, he could sense faint Transcendence fluctuations coming from them.
The lights in the Cafeteria were already on.
There were not many people eating yet, with small groups of two or three seated together.
"Lu Yuan, over here." Dean had already arrived at the Cafeteria, clearly earlier than Lu Yuan.
When he saw Lu Yuan enter, he waved at him.
Lu Yuan grabbed some food, then carried his tray over and sat