"The classmates all returned to the Art Classroom, and the teachers also came to teach… but Brother Xian has gone missing, and there's still no news."
"Last night, after Brother Xian assigned the defense tasks, he went to the Bell Tower alone, but he still hasn't come back yet. I feel very uneasy, worried that something bad might have happened to him…"
"The teacher went to ask the Night Watchman, but the Night Watchman didn't say a word…"
"The Night Watchman always refuses to speak or mutters in languages we can't understand. The teacher can't fully decipher them either… Hopefully Brother Xian is okay."
"Other things… over a hundred injuries among classmates, but the statistics haven't been compiled yet..."
The content of the information was nothing like before; it sprawled across the page like a diary. But what shocked Lin Yi the most wasn't the aftermath of the event, but the timing.
