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The lights were on on the top floor of the administration building.

Situ Ming's office door was not closed properly, and the hushed voices of several people talking could be heard inside.

Chen Guan walked to the door, but before he could knock, the sounds inside stopped.

The next moment, the door was pulled open from the inside.

The person who opened the door was a director from the Academic Affairs Office, whose hair was messy as if it had just been blown by the wind, and who was holding a cup of strong tea in his hand.

After he saw the coffin, half a cup of tea was spilled.

How did you get here?

Chen Guan glanced at the ground.

"Take the stairs."

The director opened his mouth, then turned and shouted into the office, "Dean Situ, the person is back!"

The office was quiet for a moment.

Situ Ming looked up from behind a pile of documents.

The old man was still wearing the same clothes Chen Guan had worn when he left the academy, only the cuffs were rolled up, and the table was covered with maps of the Northern Territory.

When he saw the coffin, he first took off his glasses, wiped them, and then put them back on.

"Alive?"

Chen Guan walked in.

"That's the current situation."

Situ Ming looked at the coffin behind him, his eyebrows twitching.

"Your answer leaves room for interpretation."

"One should be cautious in one's conduct."

"That's not called being cautious."

Situ Ming put down his pen: "That's called scaring people."

He surprisingly refrained from using his familiar classical accent and switched to vernacular Chinese.

The other teachers nearby didn't dare to say anything.

Chen Guan placed the black box on the table.

"There was an intruder in the logistics building just now. They had water-based abilities and a spatial teleportation talisman. Their target was this person, but they ran away. I didn't even get a good look at their face."

Situ Ming didn't touch the black box. What did it matter what it was? Nothing was more important than a living person.

He stared at Chen Guan for a long time, as if to make sure he hadn't lost anything, then shook his head after a moment: "Let them steal whatever they want. The principal has money. You being well is better than anything else."

Towards the end, the old man's voice choked with emotion.

The world is vast, but the lives of students are the most precious.

Since the school's founding, every student who became a hero during their student years has become a black-and-white photograph on the wall for people to remember. Situ Ming no longer wants to see any more geniuses fall.

Since they are still children, they should grow up healthily.

Situ Ming leaned back in his chair, his face showing undisguised fatigue: "I've already sent a message to An Changqing and the others, but I haven't received a reply yet."

Chen Guan nodded and said, "Thank you, teacher. I have another favor to ask."

Situ Ming picked up the teacup on the table. Having experienced so much, he believed that nothing could surprise him anymore.

"Teacher, do you have a spare cell phone?"

Situ Ming: "???"

A person who just saved Shanghai comes back to life and appears before you. The first thing he asks for is a cell phone.

This topic is jumping around a bit too far.

With a helpless expression, Chen Guan took out his broken phone and said, "Teacher, my phone is broken. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to come here. I could have just made a call."

Upon hearing this, Situ Ming rummaged in the drawer of the desk and pulled out his old spare phone, saying, "Here, take it. Use it for now."

Chen Guan accepted it and said with a smile, "Thank you, teacher."

As Chen Guan walked out of the office building, he snapped his fingers.

"storm."

The phone's battery was restored instantly.

Even such a powerful move from the past is not difficult for Chen Guan to control now.

He can handle heavy tasks with ease, and he can also handle light tasks with great difficulty.

It's perfect for charging, but it does shorten the phone's lifespan a bit.

Baal's roar echoed in his mind: "Who taught you to use my skills like that?!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Chen Guan ignored the warnings and quickly turned on his phone to log into his social media account.

Once opened, the message bar was filled with red dots.

During the time he was out of contact, a group of people sent him dozens of reminders.

The last message An Changqing sent was two days ago.

[Chen Guan, if you can still see this, please reply to me.]

More information about Su Yuehe is available.

Don't scare me, your heart will start beating again, just like before, right?

I couldn't pinpoint your location using forbidden techniques, but I also couldn't determine that you're dead. You're still alive, or at least not dead, right?

[Chen Guan, you must still be alive, right?]

Long Ao's message was the shortest.

【wait for me. 】

Red Kite's approach is more direct.

Whoever touches you, I'll chop them down.

Yin Chen then sent a long message, with only the last sentence being the most unique.

My grandpa said he still has a promise he hasn't kept, and you can't just break a promise to an old man.

Chen Guan replied to An Changqing first.

[Still alive.]

After the message was sent, there was silence at the top of the screen for a long time.

No reads.

Communication in the temporary northern war zone was indeed unstable, and Chen Guan could all too well understand the pain of having no signal.

Chen Guan then opened Su Yuehe's chat window.

Su Yuehe's last message was sent in the early hours of yesterday.

If you come back, go to An Changqing first. He seems calmer than any of us, but he's more anxious than anyone else.

Chen Guan glanced at it for two seconds, then replied.

"I'm back. Don't use forbidden techniques to find me."

Also, I reply to messages quite quickly; it makes no difference whether I reply first or later.

The moment the message was sent, a red dot appeared on the screen.

On Su Yuehe's end, it shows that she is typing.

Chen Guan raised an eyebrow slightly.

So fast?

Why is your signal so good?

The next second, more than a dozen messages came crashing down.

[A coffin?]

Is it really you?

【Where are you now?】

Are you injured?

How is your body right now?

Don't just reply with a few words, say something.

Are you in some weird place again?

I am now contacting An Changqing.

Wait a moment.

You must wait a moment.

Chen Guan stared at the screen full of messages, his finger hovering above the screen.

Barr laughed loudly in his mind.

"Oh, so Lord Xuanwu is finally experiencing what it feels like to be bombarded with human messages?"

This is hilarious! It was worth all the effort Lord Baal put into fighting for the dark room; this is exactly what He wanted to see.

Chen Guan replied, "It's better than having incense offered to you."

Baal thought for a moment and agreed: "That's true. It's a pity that Lord Baal has never seen your portrait hanging on the wall."

Chen Guan ignored him and continued typing.

I'm at Tsinghua University, just finished meeting with Professor Situ. My phone broke, just got a new one, no problem.

Su Yuehe paused for a few seconds.

He then sent a voice message.

Chen Guan opened the box and leaned closer to listen.

In the background, there's the sound of whistling wind and the muffled thuds of collisions in the distance.

Su Yuehe's voice was very low, but it sounded urgent.

"Don't wander off, wait for us to come back."

The audio abruptly stopped there, as if it had been interrupted by some kind of interference.

Chen Guan looked at the screen; the situation in the North was even more chaotic than the teacher on duty had described.

An Changqing and his group didn't just go to take a look; they've already entered the war zone.

Chen Guan then opened Long Ao.

Long Ao's message board only contained the sentence "Wait for me".

Chen Guan replied to him.

No need to wait, I'm back.

This time, Long Ao did not reply immediately.

Hong Yuan's side was quick.

Is it alive or just a spirit returning on the seventh day after death?

Chen Guan returned.

It's hot.

Soon, Hongyuan sent a photo directly.