After a painful stretch of silence, the group left the conference room as though nothing had happened.
"Forget it, forget it. Let the youngsters do whatever they like."
The instant Zhao Zhe pulled the door open, a mass of dark figures toppled inward. He turned sideways, letting the pile of figures land on the floor before him without so much as blinking.
Then, pretending he had seen nothing, he stepped through a gap in the crowd and walked out.
"Ah, what lovely weather today. The sky is so blue."
The teachers piled on top of one another groaned in pain.
"Fuck, get up! You're crushing my bad leg!"
Slyder lowered his gaze. "The teachers of Great Xia really have nothing to do."
Everyone: ...
You can't win an argument against Hold Up the Heavens, so you take it out on us?
A few minutes later, the people who had been knocked unconscious in the conference room woke up.
Jonathan rubbed his head, his expression grim, not from anger, but from lingering fear.
"If they were enemies, we'd already be dead without a trace left."
He took a deep breath and looked at the students behind him.
"Everyone from Orbis, if we don't straighten out our attitudes, I'm afraid we won't even make it to the end of the study period. We'll be sent back tomorrow. The facts are right in front of us: Hold Up the Heavens has already pulled ahead of us.
"If we keep thinking that they're just our peers and that we're all geniuses, I'm afraid we won't even complete our basic assignment."
Flora puffed out her cheeks. Though she still looked sour, she had to admit Jonathan was right.
But while some had come to their senses, others still failed to grasp the situation.
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