The people in this dorm room were highly efficient. After lunch, everyone skipped class-well, except Wukongjia. But although he went to the classroom, he had not gone there for the lesson.
He had tremendous confidence in his charm, and the other three in the room seemed to acknowledge it as well.
Even Kallen could not help wondering: did having a lower bottom line really mean having a higher ceiling?
Kallen had originally intended to go with the Mad Pope and Budalas to prepare the materials for setting up the altar. But when they reached the ground floor and were about to walk out of the dormitory entrance together, all the animals and people outside the dormitory railings suddenly froze.
Every living creature's pupils turned blue as they slowly turned their heads to stare at Kallen.
Kallen felt a greasy sensation sweep over his entire body. It was like preparing to climb out after swimming in a pool: your body felt heavy, but with a little extra effort, you could still get out.
At the same time, Instructor Xideluode's voice sounded in his ears:
"Kallen, did you sense something?"
Kallen understood. So this was where the boundary lay.
He could leave the room, but he could not leave this dormitory building.
No, it was not that he could not leave. Rather, beyond it lay reality.
Kallen immediately drew back his foot and retreated inside the dormitory entrance.
Buzz!
All the people and animals outside instantly returned to normal.
Budalas and the Mad Pope turned back in some confusion to look at Kallen.
The Mad Pope asked, "Kallen, what's wrong?"
Budalas smiled. "What, trying to slack off and stay behind?"
"Ah, yes." Kallen gave an awkward smile. "I'd like to wait in the room for you to come back."
Budalas said, "You