Mu Daxian glanced at him. "At midnight, the Dormitory Building turns off its lights. A fluctuation spreads out then, and we Art Students can sense it."
"Huh? You can really feel it?" Mao Feiyang scratched his hair, looking like a skinny, dark baboon in a zoo. So the Dormitory even has a lights-out time. This school really knows how to save electricity. "I mean... would a half-baked Art Student like me be able to feel it?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Mu Daxian gave a malicious little smile that sent a chill down Mao Feiyang's back. "Besides, with me here, what are you afraid of?"
"Oh, oh! True!" Mao Feiyang nodded.
"Speaking of the Dormitory, Lao Lin and the others should be asleep by now..."
He pouted, his words dripping with envy he couldn't suppress.
Lin Yi was right "beside" him. Hearing him mutter, he thought, Stop being jealous. My body might be asleep, but my mind has been doing parkour with you this whole time!
If dreams didn't come with a built-in filter that left him almost unaffected by physical and mental fatigue after waking, he probably would have worked himself to death in yesterday's dream...
Time continued to pass. Dragging his body along in its "forcibly tireless" state, Mao Feiyang kept following Mu Daxian through the Teaching Building. His arm had already gone numb, and his body was so cold it felt as though it no longer belonged to him.
He ran numbly after Mu Daxian. Then, at some point, he suddenly felt the whole world dim. Immediately afterward, a ripple swept through the air and brushed over him like an unusual breeze.
He stopped dead and looked at Mu Daxian, only to see him cast a distant glance in a certain direction. "It's past midnight!"
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