The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

The three people walked downstairs side by side.

As I passed the corner downstairs, I saw Hongyuan squatting by the window eating a steamed bun, with an axe leaning against the wall and the wound medicine bag that the medical building had prescribed for her placed behind her.

When she saw the coffin, she first looked it over to make sure that no one was missing any limbs before standing up.

"morning."

Chen Guan looked at her: "Why are you still at Huaqing?"

Hongyuan stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth and mumbled, "Su Yuehe told me to keep an eye on you."

Long Ao added, "She even posted about it in the group chat."

Chen Guan turned on his phone.

Sure enough, there were a bunch of messages in the group chat.

Su Yuehe's last message last night was sent at four in the morning.

After Chen Guan woke up, anyone who saw him walking towards the school gate should stop him.

Yin Chen added a comment.

If you cannot stop them, please notify the Great Wall body collection department in advance.

Hongyuan replied with an axe emoji.

Long Ao replied with a period again.

An Changqing did not reply, but Chen Guan suspected that he was a man of action.

Chen Guan put his phone away: "I'm just going to class."

Hongyuan nodded: "I know."

She hoisted the axe back onto her shoulder and followed them downstairs.

"So I'm going too."

Chen Guan paused for a moment: "You're from Shanghai University."

Hongyuan said, "I'm taking the day off."

Long Ao looked at her, puzzled, and asked, "Is it that easy to get leave from your Magic City Academy?"

Hongyuan thought for a moment and said, "I told the teacher that Chen Guan is still injured at Huaqing University and needs to be observed."

Long Ao looked on incredulously: "The teacher agreed?"

Hong Yuan said earnestly, "My teacher told me to just not provoke Situ Ming."

The group walked all the way to the cafeteria.

The mornings at Huaqing Academy were far more lively than the nights. Students practiced their skills by the lake, and firelight and lightning flashed alternately on the training ground. The sound of swordsmen clashing their wooden swords could be heard in the distance.

Today, however, Chen Guan is clearly receiving more attention than usual.

As soon as he entered the classroom, the students at the nearby tables all stopped chatting.

The gaze swept from his face to the coffin behind him, and then back from the coffin to his face.

Someone picked up their phone, only to have their companion press it down on them.

Not far away, two students were chatting in hushed tones.

"Was that really Chen Guan himself?"

"Nonsense, Chairman An is already sitting there."

"Wasn't he on the memorial list yesterday?"

"That's called 'temporarily unavailable.' Did you even read the post I shared with you? All you do is laugh all day."

Chen Guan heard it very clearly.

He put down his spoon, feeling it necessary to cool down the college forum.

However, as soon as he turned on his phone, another hot post appeared on the college forum homepage.

[A photo of Chen Guan having breakfast today: steamed buns. His vital signs are stable.]

There are already dozens of replies below.

Eating porridge indicates a normal digestive system.

[Is it the medical building upstairs?]

[It is recommended that the student union arrange daily health reports.]

Goodbye, lest we broadcast Chairman Ahn truly drawing his sword again.

Draw your swords, just you and me.

Chen Guan slammed his phone face down on the table, looking utterly exasperated.

Barr laughed in his mind: "You're practically a rare protected animal now. The difference is that other protected animals are afraid of dying, but your classmates are not only afraid of you dying, they're also afraid of you living an unclear life."

Chen Guan took a bite of the steamed bun, but could only remain sullen.

The morning classes are in the third teaching building.

The instructor's surname was Zhou. He was a middle-aged man with a very good temper but a sharp eye.

When Chen Guan entered the classroom, the usually noisy classroom became unusually quiet for a moment.

Teacher Zhou was standing by the podium. After seeing him, she opened the attendance list.

"Chen Guan"

"arrive."

After looking at it, Teacher Zhou finally saw the true face of this legendary figure and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's good that you're alive. Sit down."

Suppressed laughter came from the classroom.

Chen Guan found a seat at the back.

An Changqing sat to his left, Long Ao sat to his right, and Hong Yuan originally wanted to sit in the back row, but since she was not a student of Huaqing University, she could only listen in from outside the back door of the classroom.

Teacher Zhou glanced at her but didn't kick her out.

Knowledge knows no school; whoever wants to learn, he will teach. Skipping classes is common, but those who voluntarily take extra classes are rare.

This lesson covers the evacuation guidelines for high-risk battlefields.

Teacher Zhou wrote several large characters on the blackboard.

[Missing, tracking, evacuation, rescue]

The eyes of all the students naturally drifted toward the coffin.

Chen Guan leaned back in his chair, looking at the blackboard, and felt that today's lesson was somewhat targeted.

Who put this class in my schedule?

Teacher Zhou tapped on the podium: "Don't look at Chen Guan, does he have words on his face? Look at the blackboard."

The students all turned their attention back to their teachers. Like Li Yan, Teacher Zhou was usually a teacher whom students respected but kept at a distance.

"Don't look at the blackboard, look at your books. How long are you going to spend looking at the words on the blackboard?"

All the students bowed their heads again.

Teacher Zhou continued, "On the battlefield, losing contact does not equal death, but if the loss of contact exceeds the standard time, the team must prepare for the worst. Rescue is not sending people to their deaths, and evacuation is not betrayal. Only those who can come back alive are qualified to talk about the next time."

As he said this, he glanced at Chen Guan again.

"Of course, there are exceptions where learning is not recommended."

Another burst of laughter erupted in the classroom.

Chen Guan picked up a pen and, feeling bored, started drawing in the blank spaces of his textbook.

An Changqing noticed his absent-mindedness and reached out to close his book.

Chen Guan tilted his head: "What?"

An Changqing said, "Listen carefully and look at the blackboard."

Long Ao whispered from the other side, "This lesson will be very useful to you."

Chen Guan looked at him.

Long Ao added, "Especially the part about losing contact."

Chen Guan looked back at the podium, and sure enough, it was somewhat targeted.

However, he remembered that the teacher had told them to read a book...

You weren't listening at all!

He wisely refrained from saying it.

Teacher Zhou's class was not boring; he told three real-life cases.

The first incident involved the team's main attacker going missing, and the vice-captain forcibly conducting a search and rescue operation, ultimately dragging the entire team into the contaminated area.

The second case involved a life science student who crossed a blockade to save someone, but was marked by a demon and the mark was removed three months later.

The third mission was a border mission along the Great Wall. The team members were swept away by a spatial rift and crawled out of an abandoned mine 300 kilometers away 17 hours later. The first thing they did was contact headquarters.

When talking about the third case, Teacher Zhou paused for a moment.

"This veteran is still serving on the Great Wall. He left behind a quote that I think is very relevant today."

The classroom quieted down.

Teacher Zhou wrote that sentence.

Don't plan miracles for your companions, and don't leave yourself a dead end.

Looking at the words, Chen Guan was now certain that this was a targeted attack.

The lesson ended quickly with Teacher Zhou's explanation.

After the bell rang, the classroom became lively again.

Chen Guan was packing his things to leave when Teacher Zhou called him back.

"Chen Guan, come here for a moment."

An Changqing stopped.

When Teacher Zhou saw his actions, she waved her hand and said, "You don't need to be so protective. I don't eat people."

Upon hearing this, Chen Guan walked to the podium, and Teacher Zhou pulled out a form from the lesson plan and handed it to him.

"The medical building has given suggestions that your classes will be adjusted for the next week. The school's terminals haven't been updated yet, so please refer to this information."

Chen Guan took it and looked at it; it was written very clearly.