The days are unbearable.
Ji Jue lay sprawled on the ground, feeling dizzy, with a buzzing sound in his ears.
It seemed like mocking voices came from not far away, but they sounded muffled as if coming from underwater, indistinct. When he looked up, he saw three Ye Xian shaking their heads at him regrettably.
Oh, double vision.
Concussion, fortunately, that's a minor issue.
He punched his own head from the other side to balance and counteract the lingering turbulence inside his skull, and instantly, he felt much clearer.
Once again, he stood up from the ground.
For the umpteenth time.
"How long has it been?"
"Three minutes, you've regressed a lot."
Ye Xian shook his head, "If this is all you've got, it seems like you're still some ways from graduating."
Regressed?
Ji Jue was almost amused.
It's not even the same difficulty anymore, alright?
