It was 7:53 in the morning.
In other words, there were still thirty-seven minutes until the first class began.
Zheng Qing closed his Pocket Watch and leaned against the corridor wall, sitting quietly as he rapidly calculated the time in his heart. Then he quietly let out a small sigh of relief—thank goodness, thank goodness. Though the process had been unpleasant, he had ultimately not traveled to the wrong time.
Time Conversion only changed the time; it did not change the location.
So he was still in the corridor outside East 601 of the teaching building, not far from the corner. It was simply the corridor from three and a half hours earlier. Now, he only needed to follow this hall to the end, then go down four floors to reach the classroom for Late Ancient Arts Studies.
Two witches from Astronomy Class 08-1 appeared at the corner. One held the Beta Town Post, while the other held the school newspaper. They occasionally whispered to each other as they briskly passed in front of the young wizard.
"Someone actually came to the classroom this early!"
Zheng Qing muttered to himself, touching the Invisibility Talisman hanging at his waist, which was still faintly warm. He carefully drew in his legs, making room for the passing witches—his legs had gone weak and sore after that frenzied journey through time, and he could barely move them. He figured he would need at least two or three minutes of rest before he could stand.
This was probably the difference between weak wizards and powerful ones.
He sighed inwardly.
When the gentleman had first adjusted the hour hand on the Pocket Watch, he had still been able to clearly sense the scenes flowing backward. By the time Master Baoyangzi had turned his Pocket Watch, Zheng