Ariel assigned a capable student council member to lead Cui Ciyou and his three companions through several busy corridors toward the classroom reserved for Special Admission Students, tucked away at the far end of the main teaching building's third floor.
The farther they went, the quieter their surroundings became. The thick walls and long corridors gradually shut out the ordinary students' chatter and recitations.
At the end of one corridor, their guide stopped.
Cui Ciyou's gaze fell to the floor ahead.
A boundary line painted in white stretched across the corridor.
Beside it, a conspicuous warning had been written in neat lettering: "Special Students' classrooms beyond this point. Unauthorized entry prohibited."
This really looks like a quarantine zone during the pandemic in my previous life.
Cui Ciyou mused to himself.
The Special Admission Students had been granted the highest level of freedom to move around campus, so why place their classroom somewhere so remote, with what amounted to a warning?
But after another moment's thought, he understood the school's reasoning.
Perhaps this was not meant to restrict the Special Admission Students at all. On the contrary, it was a protective measure.
One meant to protect the ordinary students.
As Ariel had explained, everyone who qualified as a Special Admission Student was a "monster" with extraordinary gifts, powerful backing, and immense pride.
No one knew what sort of chemistry would emerge from gathering such people together, but mixing them with ordinary students would make conflicts over trivial matters all too likely.
With their strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, the consequences of any incident would be unthinkable.
Thus, the line served as a reminder for ordinary students not to approach this "lion's den" lightly, sparing them needless trouble. At the same time, this "special" distinction likely suited those arrogant Special