Nan Xiaofeng stood there, utterly at a loss.
She held the Temporary Shield Generator, its mana output switched off, and carefully tucked it into her pocket. Her everyday clothes had been replaced by magical formalwear. Gripping her Sword-and-Shield tightly, she warily watched her surroundings.
To Nan Xiaofeng, Rongcheng College of Arts and Sciences was a very special place—this was not only the school she attended, but also where she had met many friends. Other than her home, it was the place she knew best.
Yet the place before her, though it looked like a school, radiated an unmistakably unfamiliar atmosphere:
There should not have been so much sports equipment scattered across the field, nor should there have been desks and chairs on the track beside it. The slogans posted on the teaching building should not have been strings of illegible gibberish.
Other than the layout and landmark buildings, every detail was drastically different from the school she remembered. It even carried a faintly eerie air.
This made Hyacinth even more certain that this was definitely not the school she had once attended, but another place that somehow looked exactly like it.
"...Can you see what's in front of me?" Hyacinth asked.
She had hung the Communication Divine Codex Stone Heartmoon Fox had given her from the shield in her hand, allowing Nightingale and the others in the control room to clearly see what the camera captured.
After examining it for a moment, Nightingale frowned and said,
"We can see it, but this place feels weird. There's an eerie feeling I can't quite put into words."
"I feel the same way, but I haven't seen anything aggressive around here yet..."
Hyacinth muttered, still advancing with her shield raised. With the situation around her still unclear, she did not dare lower her