Chapter 2540: Chapter 2535: Classroom Patrol

The backroom is indeed the classroom at the back, which is quite reasonable.

Indeed, language should be simple and straightforward.

It turns out that faced with Fu Qian’s work ethic, the researchers behind the door were slightly shocked.

After a moment of silence, another knock on the door prompted them to help guide him.

Fortunately, the guidance given was simple and clear: "Go to the back and find the largest room."

Considering the nature of this place, Fu Qian naturally imagined it as a lecture hall.

This led to an easy deduction of its possible location.

So that with little effort, he found himself standing before a taller door.

And on the way here, every door was tightly shut, without anyone initiating conversation.

For most people, such an atmosphere might feel eerie and oppressive, but for Fu Qian, a leader in academia, he instead sensed an environment of focused research.

So what about the learning atmosphere?

Without needing to open the door, Fu Qian could already hear sounds akin to whispering inside.

Indeed, the pleasure of discovering knowledge cannot compare to the joy of receiving knowledge.

He sighed deeply, recalling the scenes from his school days, understanding the situation.

Leading to the next moment, after tidying his appearance and confirming the air of an education director, he reached out to unlock the chains above.

...

Indeed, not only was the entrance more monumental, but it was wrapped in circles of chains of astonishing size, filling people with anticipation for what lay behind the door.

Excellent, strict management is necessary for unruly students.

For Fu Qian, even before opening the door, he subtly nodded, naturally immersing himself in the role of the education director.

The door opened without a sound, cleverly preventing the students inside from becoming prematurely alerted.

Squeak——

Unfortunately, the quality of the door hinges was ultimately lacking; the secretive actions ceased the moment the door was pushed open.

The subtle yet detectable friction noise emerged, standing out in the surrounding silence enough for young people to notice.

Hmph, trivial tricks.

Such obstacles could hardly deter Fu Qian, who simultaneously stepped into the room with the stealth of an education director.

It truly is a lecture hall, no doubt about it.

The scene revealed before his eyes was quite satisfying.

Solemn and majestic, the area was astonishingly large, tiered, unequivocally fitting the imagined characteristics.

Except that the gaps between the tiers were a bit exaggerated.

In that moment, Fu Qian felt as if he were standing atop an ancient Colosseum.

Circularly arranged, layer upon layer continuously spiraling downward, creating an impressive space.

According to Fu Qian’s judgment, the lowest point was already situated below the surface of the lake.

A familiar feeling.

And amidst the awe, Fu Qian easily discovered a familiar object there — a giant dodecahedral hourglass.

Is it truly the place of last descent?

In comparison, the damage was quite exaggerated, yet it clearly represented the central site of this facility, making it understandable why so many minds congregated there.

Regarding the multi-faceted hourglass, it was clearly a symbol of this research institution.

Previously the significance wasn’t apparent, but placed here, matching the magnificent surrounding arrangement, it became crystal-clear and accentuated.

Vortices, star rivers, ecstasy, abyss... depicting infinite transformations.

The beginning of the world, the end of the transcendent?

One shouldn’t underestimate the heroes of the world.

As he perceived deeply, at that time Fu Qian couldn’t help but feel a touch of lament for the institution’s former glory.

When young Stargazers gazed upwards at a forty-five-degree angle, what kind of wisdom stirred among them——

Goo...loo...

During the tumult of inspiration, a voice unfit for the occasion emerged.

Vague and indistinct, like a low animal growl echoing from the throat, yet akin to an uncontrollable, fragmented whisper.

Following this sound, Fu Qian easily pinpointed a silhouette seated deep within.

Wearing attire similar to the receptionist earlier, back facing him, head hanging low, seeming as though in deep sleep.

...

How dare you!

Not only alive but quite evidently making a commotion.

In theory, discovering a fellow being in such a place should be gratifying, yet at that moment, Fu Qian’s wrath as an education director surged like torrents of an endless river.

The previous whispering was forgivable, but after the door sound alert, how dare remain ignorant?

Which class are you from?

With a ghostly sway, Fu Qian now stood behind the target.

Oh? You’re not actually sleeping?

...

Eyes surprisingly wide open.

From this angle, it was evident; not only a human form but the features were well-defined, indicating that in portraying the student role, he matured somewhat prematurely.

Moreover, the muscles were tensely wound, eyes bearing a bulging appearance, staring fixedly downward.

Towards the position of the dodecahedral hourglass.

A thinker? At a certain moment of late-night study, suddenly comprehending everything?

Such a scene shouldn’t be categorized as making mischief during class, and Fu Qian seemed to grasp the individual’s state.

Especially as he had been similarly focused on the same spot, imagination running rampant.

Gulp...

Even the strange sound continued, yet with the accompanying demeanor, it’s perceivable as a brain intensely active and throat spasming excitedly.

Subsequently, suspicion arises that the mind undergoing sublimation might help the body transcend mundane constraints——thump thump!

The crisp sound resonated; it was Fu Qian’s hand tapping the side.

No matter what you’re comprehending, daydreaming in class is not allowed.

The director stands nearby, yet no response at all?

How can one afford not to guide such arrogance and recklessness?

Hmm...

Finally, a breakthrough emerged; in the visual field, the protruding eyes flash repeatedly this way.

Whew...

Regrettably, hands still haven’t dropped as the throat sound escalated, seeming both suffocated and on the brink of eruption.

"Have you seen any notebook someone else lost here?"

Undeterred by this, Fu Qian scoffed, pointing directly to the crux.

Clack, clack...

Still the student appeared somewhat defiant, not answering, causing stranger noises between shoulders and neck, as the body engaged in an inhuman twist, as if poised to breach a certain limit.

Thud——

Finally, the rebellious facet of this youth met with a full-face blow.

Seeing Fu Qian wielding a hand bell the length of his forearm, striking the head with serious expression.

Calm down.

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