In the middle of the night, a heavy rain suddenly fell over Theoret, making the guards stationed at the E District freshman dormitories even more tense and vigilant.
A rainy night that obscured sight and sound was an excellent opportunity for attackers.
A squad of guards remained fully alert, their eyes wide as they scanned their surroundings, determined not to miss the slightest trace.
The downpour lasted until dawn.
By sunrise, the rain had stopped and the clouds had dispersed.
Looking at the puddles glittering with patches of reflected sunlight, the guards all breathed sighs of relief. Fortunately, nothing had happened.
Everything was safe!
After exchanging glances, the guards looked toward the doors opening one after another. The students had gotten up, and the dormitory building's silent atmosphere immediately came alive.
When the students saw the guards, they naturally thought of what had happened the night before. Quiet discussions were unavoidable, while Stalnt, one of the people involved, was repeatedly questioned.
"I don't know what happened either."
"Actually, I only went to deliver 2567's class schedule, and then I was knocked unconscious."
"If you want to know what happened, you should ask the Chief Student."
Stalnt spoke with a bitter smile.
This was not the first time he had said those words.
After the guards escorted him back to his room last night, Micah had questioned him more than ten times in a row.
And every time he asked, Micah could not help shaking his head and sighing, as though regretting that he had not been the one to deliver Qin Ran's class schedule.
Stalnt truly did not want to pay attention to him.
Everyone had a different attitude toward danger.
Micah enjoyed the thrill that danger brought and was more accustomed to growing through it.
Stalnt was different.
He