Time slipped away amid chaos and clamor.
A week had passed since last Saturday's Qingming Festival. In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday night again.
Zheng Qing felt that he had less and less time to spare.
Every day, aside from attending classes, he had to do homework and complete the extra intensive training assigned by the professors—punishment for his unsatisfactory exam results last semester as a scholarship student.
Whenever he had a little free time after class, he had to keep an eye on D&K's business. From time to time, the Student Union Federation also summoned club leaders like him to meetings, where they filled out all sorts of useless forms and reports.
On top of that, Hunting Team Training, meetings, seeking sponsorships, devising tactics, and other tasks all required Zheng Qing to squeeze out time from his breaks. Sometimes, he even had to sacrifice precious sleep.
Friday afternoons were a little easier. After practical classes, many people usually had enough time to lie down and rest at the School Hospital for a while. If they were lucky enough not to get hurt, it was definitely a good idea to use the opportunity to catch up on homework. Even a line chart precise to the second could not tell whether you would have time to do homework the next day.
When the weekend came, Zheng Qing became even busier.
On Saturday mornings, he had to turn into a cat and meet with Colmar to discuss how they could find the "Dr. Duzem" who had been blacklisted by the school. Even at this meeting, Zheng Qing still could not find a suitable way to reveal what he knew to the witch.
On Saturday afternoons, Zheng Qing had to work as an assistant in Professor Monteria's laboratory. Although Professor