"There's no chance of going back tonight. We'll have to spend a day on campus."
"Tomorrow, we'll get a good meal at the Cafeteria, pick up a few Student Commemorative Coins at the Convenience Store, and then head back."
Mu Daxian lay on the ground with his eyes closed, muttering these words as though talking in his sleep.
"We can't today, but we can tomorrow?" Mao Feiyang was thoroughly confused. In theory, this gray fog invasion or whatever should grow more intense over time, shouldn't it?
Could today be the peak of the invasion?
If it started receding like the tide tomorrow, then what Mu Daxian said wasn't entirely unreasonable.
"Yes, we can tomorrow," Mu Daxian said calmly, as though stating the simplest possible fact. "But don't relax yet. The real crisis hasn't arrived!"
Those words instantly shattered Mao Feiyang's fantasy. "You mean today isn't even the peak of the gray fog invasion?"
"The peak?" Mu Daxian slowly opened his eyes. "Who told you today was as bad as it gets?"
"The Night Watchman only rang the bell during the day. The real war hasn't even started!" Mu Daxian curled his lip. "We have to get back to the Art Building tomorrow. There's too little we can do by staying here. The Art Building is where we're really needed."
This confused Mao Feiyang and made Lin Yi find Mu Daxian even more mysterious.
"We can't today, but we can tomorrow."
"Today isn't the invasion's limit yet."
Although today wasn't the limit of the gray fog invasion, it seemed to be Mu Daxian's limit-at least, the limit of what he could currently do on campus. How was he going to get back to the Art Building tomorrow?
Probably because Mao Feiyang had already survived being surrounded by the Angel Sculptures, and