SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The oppressive feeling I just felt was exactly the same as when Chief Ting was staring at me during training.

Thinking of this, a heavy look flashed in Lü Ping's eyes again. He then calmed his breathing and slowly spoke.

Just as Lin Mu had predicted, Lü Ping's speech lasted less than a minute.

Finally, please remember—the blood of the Chinese nation flows in our veins!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lü Ping strode down from the platform amidst thunderous applause, leaving the freshmen who were still in shock.

As the opening ceremony officially ended, the new students began to leave the venue quietly and orderly, and the originally crowded hall gradually became empty.

In the third-to-last row, a chubby man leaned over and called out to Lin Mu, who was still sitting behind him, "Brother, the ceremony's over, why aren't you leaving?"

Lin Mu smiled at the fat man: "No rush, there's no need to squeeze through the crowd."

He paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Thanks for the reminder earlier, brother."

"Hey, we're all freshmen, helping each other out is no big deal!"

The fat man waved his hand, about to get up and leave, when he suddenly turned back: "Oh right, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"My name is Wang Yueban!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu's lips twitched involuntarily.

He suppressed a smile and replied, "Lin Mu."

"Alright, Brother Lin! Let's get together another day, I'll take care of the arrangements, money's no object!"

After Wang Yue patted his chest and finished speaking, he swayed his round body and strode out of the hall.

Lin Mu watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but chuckle softly: This name, to be honest, really suits his temperament.

After a short while, only a few scattered freshmen remained heading towards the hall door, and Lin Mu got up and slowly left.

Lin Mu slowly got up and walked towards the door when only a few freshmen remained in the hall.

As soon as I stepped out of the hall, I bumped into Principal Song, who had just been speaking on the stage.

Just as Principal Song was about to speak, Lin Mu subconsciously extended his hand, gesturing for him to enter, and said calmly, "Principal Song, please."

He froze as soon as the words left his mouth, because this was not something a student should say.

Principal Song was also taken aback for a moment, then nodded and walked out of the hall first.

But he felt that this scene was familiar, and Lin Mu's figure looked strangely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

He sighed softly and shook his head: "I'm really getting old, my memory is getting worse and worse."

Lin Mu stood outside the hall, watching Principal Song's departing figure, and sighed softly, rubbing his forehead.

I need to be more careful in the future. Since I'm here to study, I should act like a student.

Thinking about it, he walked towards the school gate.

Although his father had already paid the accommodation fee, he decided to rent a house near the school since classes wouldn't officially start until tomorrow.

To make it easier to skip class in the future...

After all, he didn't want to waste too much time at school.

……

Night falls, and neon lights flicker.

A bustling commercial street is located outside the Yunjing residential area directly opposite the college.

The side road was filled with all kinds of tricycles, and the aroma of fried skewers, grilled cold noodles, and pancakes filled the air.

Long queues formed in front of each stall, showcasing the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.

Of course, students are still the main force, followed by the working class.

A tired soul needs some fried food to cheer itself up after a long day.

Only an old tavern on the street corner exudes a tranquility that seems out of place with the hustle and bustle.

A warm, yellowish light spilled out of the tavern, and only one character of the sign above the entrance, "Duanshe Tavern," was lit, giving it a somewhat eerie appearance from the outside...

The tavern is filled with traces of time.

Old tables and chairs, half-broken light bulbs, wine racks covered in a thin layer of dust... The dim lighting, surprisingly, made people feel at ease.

On a leather chair in front of the bar, a man in his thirties sat looking dejected. His black shirt was wrinkled, his hair was greasy, and he had a stubble beard. A smoke ring slowly escaped from his mouth.

"Another day has passed, how boring."

"Boss, although we're not short of money, we still need to replace the most basic lighting, right? The signboard only has one word lit up; how can that attract customers?"

A young girl in a maid uniform walked up to the bar, pouting and complaining. Her beautiful figure stood out in the dimly lit bar.

"Yeah, Brother Gu, let's decorate it a bit. This place is unbearable, not to mention the customers, even we ourselves can't stand it."

Another young man in a waiter's uniform chimed in, a hint of helplessness on his face.

Upon hearing this, the man known as Brother Gu looked down at the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers.

He slowly pulled a cigarette case from his pocket, expertly flicked out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep drag, and nodded slowly amidst the swirling smoke: "You have a point."

The two exchanged a glance, their faces just beginning to light up with joy, when his next words dampened their spirits:

"Alright then, Sanshi, Xiaoman, you're both free anyway, so do a good job cleaning today until you're satisfied."

"Fine, never mind! Anyway, this is our own place, do as you please!" Xiaoman snorted and turned to go into the inner room in a huff.

"Brother Gu, Xiaoman, she..." San Shi was about to plead for Xiaoman when he was interrupted by Brother Gu's sigh.

Gu Ge watched Xiaoman's retreating figure: "Sigh, then let's do it tomorrow. A simple decoration, but remember!"

"Don't make it too clean, or customers will actually come."

"Okay, Brother Gu!"

San Shi's eyes lit up, and he quickly called out into the inner room, "Xiao Man! Did you hear that? Brother Gu has agreed to the decorations!"

"Long live the boss! Long live Gu Cang!"

Xiaoman's cheerful voice came from the inner room. Gu Cang smiled helplessly. The cigarette butt on his fingertip burned out, and he only came to his senses after it burned his finger.

He gazed out the window at the still bustling commercial street, his expression suddenly turning heavy, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

After this battle, almost all of the few remaining old friends are gone...

He silently took out his cigarette case, lit another one, and in the smoke, he seemed to see those familiar faces again.

……

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Building 12 in the Yunjing residential complex, in a large single-level apartment of more than 200 square meters.

"Monthly rent is 5000, one month's deposit and three months' rent in advance, minimum one-year contract. If there are no problems, we can sign the contract now."

A mature woman dressed in business attire and high heels is placing a contract on the coffee table.

Lin Mu was about to haggle, "Could you lower the price a bit more...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Sister Wang interrupted with a smile and a wave of her hand: "Of course not!"

"This is the Cloud Realm residential area; you must have already inquired about the prices, right?"

She leaned closer, lowering her voice to tease, "But considering you're a student at Jiangda's Awakened Academy, I've already given you the lowest price. Mainly, it's because you're handsome, little brother. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't rent it for less than 10000!"

Lin Mu smiled helplessly: "Okay, sign it. Sister Wang, you get ready, I'll make a call."

"Okay!"