Hope Was Hidden in the Depths of Despair

Zhu Long's episode struck again. His face twisted in agony, his eyes bloodshot. But strangely, alongside the bloodshot veins in his scarlet eyes, there were tears.

He looked like he was in terrible pain.

Together, they dragged Zhu Long toward a less crowded area. They still caught the attention of a few people along the way, but fortunately, nobody followed them.

"Zhu Long knocked over the Dissection Table in the Experimental Building. The building's administrators might come after us. And that's not even the worst part. He carved another 'Zhu' behind the table. That could alert the people pulling the strings at this school!"

Chen Ge was extremely cautious. Whether or not their actions had been discovered, he always considered the worst-case scenario.

"Everything seems normal on the West Campus because something is maintaining order at the school and channeling all the negative emotions to the East Campus. If the Administrators see the extra 'Zhu' behind the Dissection Table, they'll realize that something has gone wrong with a student."

Picking up the pace, Chen Ge refused to bet that his opponent was an idiot. All he could do now was hurry away from the scene.

"Teacher, we should get him to the Infirmary right away. He looks seriously ill. This guy must've hidden his real condition before joining the Student Club. He might even have a history of mental illness!" Zhou Tu didn't want to spend another moment with these strange club members. He planned to take Zhou Tu to the Infirmary, then find his counselor and see if he could quit the club. If all else failed, he'd give up the two credits. His life mattered more than credits, after all.

"You think there's something wrong with his mind?" They were fleeing for their lives, and Chen Ge had