Top Student: Wasteland Technology Invasion

Forty minutes later, the drone returned to the safe house, and Lin Chuan successfully retrieved the action camera footage.

Without any hesitation, he began to quickly flip through the pages.

Below are six residential buildings, with large sections of their exterior walls peeling off, revealing a lot of gray cement.

Many windows were broken, the balcony railings were covered in thick rust, and the open spaces between the buildings were littered with trash and broken bricks.

Dark purple vines grew in the cracks in the community roads, and some zombies could be clearly seen moving slowly.

"There are six buildings in the complex, each an average of nine stories high. I live on the seventh floor."

"There are two buildings within sight of the window. The camera captured a total of eleven zombies, all seemingly original residents of the complex. Judging from their movements, they shouldn't be too difficult to kill."

"The residential complex is called Chenxi Garden. Judging from the building facades and various facilities, the level of technology there isn't much different from the real world. I wonder if it can represent the technological level of this world."

"Drones can't fly inside buildings, so the number of zombies in my building is still unknown."

"Besides these, there are also mutated rats and cockroaches, many times larger than those in the real world."

"No survivors were found. This news is neither good nor bad. As for the battle in front of the gate yesterday..."

After thinking for a while, Lin Chuan carefully noted down the intelligence he had gathered, and then slowly packed away the various devices. He had already removed the network card from the drone, as he would need to take it back to the real world to charge it later.

"Study hard from now on and improve your math to level 3 as soon as possible!"

With this thought in mind, Lin Chuan pulled out a chair and spread out his math materials on the table.

His scientific intuition kicked in, and he instantly entered a learning state, frantically absorbing knowledge from the book.

[Your hard work has earned you +1 math experience]

[Your hard work has earned you +1 math experience]

Lin Chuan returned to the real world at almost nine o'clock in the evening.

He hopped on his electric scooter and headed towards Yueyang University.

The wind howled in his ears. He had six extra hours a day compared to the average person. In addition, he had to buy supplies and deal with all sorts of people. His physical strength and energy had declined significantly.

"Changes in the duration of time travel can trigger a series of reactions."

"While maintaining a healthy physical fitness routine is important, it's crucial to schedule adequate rest in the real world."

Sleeping in the wasteland is too dangerous right now.

……

Room 303, Building 2, Bifeng.

Under the desk lamp, Zhu Lin, who was doing practice problems, suddenly stopped writing, glanced at his phone: 9:50, then turned to look at the dormitory door and casually asked, "Hey guys, why isn't Lao Lin back yet, so late?"

Sun Ang, who was sitting on the bed playing Temple Run on his phone, didn't even look up. He chuckled and said, "Linlin, I feel like you're paying more and more attention to Chuanchuan lately. Everyone says you've gone out to keep your friends company since they've come to Hangzhou. Oh! I get it, you're going to get gay with Chuanchuan! Tsk tsk tsk, that's kind of disgusting."

"Snapped!"

Zhu Lin put down his copy of "Mathematical Analysis II," jumped up, grabbed the railing next to Sun Ang's bed, and shook it violently. "Get down here! I'll give you a live demonstration of how I'll beat you up!"

"Brother!" Sun Ang hurriedly put down his phone. "I was wrong, brother. Don't shake it, you'll fall and die!"

Yuan Qi was still engrossed in reading a martial arts novel, and was already used to this scene.

After a long while, he suddenly spoke up: "Old Lin knows when the dorm locks, and he doesn't have the habit of staying out all night. It's really strange, could it be...?"

Zhu Lin and Sun Ang stopped their playful fighting, and Zhu Lin listened intently.

Lin Chuan's sudden rise to prominence and entry into the Qiushi Class had already attracted his full attention.

Taking the opportunity, Sun Ang changed the subject, "Qiqi, are you trying to say that Chuan Chuan went to the library to study?"

Yuan Qi shook his head. "I think Lao Lin was just kidding when he said the friend who came this afternoon was a man. He has a girlfriend."

Sun Ang: "No way, I believe Chuan Chuan wouldn't lie to me. Besides, you have to understand, we're in the Department of Applied Mathematics, having a girlfriend is too much of a luxury."

Sun Ang's words make perfect sense.

Yueyang University itself has no shortage of female students.

However, the mathematics department is an institution with an extremely unbalanced male-to-female ratio. In addition, girls who dare to dedicate their youth to mathematics must have a lot of courage, so you can't expect them to be outstanding in other areas.

Female students outside the mathematics department often have many stereotypes about male mathematics students, thinking that academics are just like that.

It lacks humor and charm.

This has led to a persistently high percentage of single male students in the School of Mathematics.

Sun Ang had conducted research on this before the start of the semester, so he has the authority to speak on the matter.

As the three were studying the drone, they saw Lin Chuan return carrying a portable drone case and a bunch of bulging bags, and he closed the dormitory door behind him.

"I'm back!"

Sun Ang said seriously, "Chuan Chuan, you need to tell me honestly. This afternoon, you asked me to answer the questions for you in the Modern History section, and you said you were going to see your boyfriend. Is that true?"

"Go to hell with your boyfriend, okay?" Lin Chuan laughed and cursed. "He's a male friend. And are you guys even eating anything good?"

Yuan Qi peeked over from the top bunk. "Old Lin, what good stuff are you carrying?"

Lin Chuan placed one of the large bags on the small communal table in the center of the dormitory. "My friends bought these. I don't know what they are. Help yourself to whatever you want to eat."

Upon hearing this, Sun Ang quickly put down his phone, got out of bed, and rummaged around the bag. "Let me see, there are wife cakes and chicken biscuits. Aha, not bad, Chuan Chuan."

Sun Ang picked up a box of chicken biscuits, ate them with a big smile, and said, "They taste pretty good, thanks."

Lin Chuan glanced at him, then handed a bag of pastries to Zhu Lin and Yuan Qi respectively, saying, "Everyone, have a taste."

Thanks.

"Thank you, Lao Lin."

The so-called friends were naturally fabricated. Lin Chuan bought these snacks for two reasons: first, to interact normally with his roommates, and second, to cover up his actions in the afternoon.

He couldn't possibly tell his roommates his secret.

Lin Chuan currently has no plans to rent a place elsewhere.

Living in a dormitory is a bit inconvenient, but having several roommates can at least provide some cover.

However, Lin Chuan felt that if he had spare money in the future, he would consider renting a nearby warehouse for transit.

"Seriously," Yuan Qi said, already munching on a tangerine peel cake, "Old Lin, you really didn't go out to meet someone, did you?"

Lin Chuan poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said, "A girlfriend? Where are you going to find one? If you don't have one, can you find me one? Alright, alright, I'm exhausted after a long day. I'm going to wash up, guys. Let's turn off the lights and go to bed early tonight, okay?"

The three, who were studying, reading novels, and playing games, wanted to say something, but when they saw the snacks on the table, they nodded in unison, "No problem."

……

Silent all night.

The next morning.

Lu Zhiwei's office in Building 2, Hainayuan.

Professor Lu glanced at the computer screen and noticed a notification that Lin Chuan was applying for a Xinping loan, and his brows furrowed.

His thoughts were swirling, so much so that he didn't even hear Xiao Song's prompting.

Until a loud voice rang out.

"Hey Lao Lu, why is your phone off? I've been trying to reach you for ages."

A man wearing glasses, with a square face, and who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, walked over.

"I usually don't turn on my phone in the morning, you know that. Hey, aren't you in the School of Information Science and Technology supposed to be pretty busy? How come you have time to drop by the School of Mathematics? Xiao Song, could you pour Professor Du a cup of tea?"

"Okay, mentor."

Professor Du, whose real name was Du Cheng, sat down and said with a smile, "I have something I'd like to ask you for help with, so I came over."

"you say."

I'd like to borrow someone from you.