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There is a saying circulating on Wuyuan Star: "The Fourth Academy is a big pit; those who jump in know it, and once you jump in, you can't get out!"
Lin finally understood the meaning of this saying; he had jumped into the quagmire and couldn't struggle free.
This was already his fifth time coming to Passionfruit to inquire about things. His continuous questioning was making him impatient and leaving Passionfruit somewhat helpless.
"Baixiang Teacher, I want to ask, when will our culinary department's teachers arrive? Also, weren't the two Martial Arts teachers supposed to be here by now? Why are they still not here?"
Lin sat in front of Passionfruit's desk, tapping the surface repeatedly, expressing his frustration.
"Well, there was a bit of a situation; it will take another couple of..."
Passionfruit's expression was also grim. She forced a smile and handed Lin Yi a cup of water to help calm him down.
Hearing the word "couple" again finally made Lin explode.
It wasn't that Lin lacked patience; it had been over a week since the opening ceremony, and all major universities had started classes. Even other departments at Fourth Academy were back on track, yet their class still couldn't proceed normally due to the culinary department's absence.
If it were just the Martial Arts class, Lin could tolerate it, but with the culinary classes not being held either, what was the point of him being here? So Lin lost his temper and almost came to the office every other moment to ask.
"It's been over ten days now, Baixiang Teacher, are you really like what people say outside—a deep pit? If this continues, I'm going to drop out! Drop out!"
Lin pounded on the desk loudly, nearly jumping up in frustration.
"Student, please don't drop out. Try to understand the teachers; I'm also communicating with the school..."
Baixiang Teacher said pitifully. At times like this, Lin found it hard to be harsh. He clicked his tongue and said, "Then I'll go find that Fat Old Man principal. That old guy was bragging to me a week ago, and now I can't even see a shadow of him!"
"Don't do that; I might get my salary deducted. How about we add an extra Martial Arts Theory Class this afternoon?"
The so-called Martial Arts Theory Class encompasses theoretical knowledge for martial artists, including history, literature, geography, and various other subjects. Since Lin Yuan had not studied these before and only had some basics from the Summer Training Program, a special class was arranged for him.
The problem was that there was no qualified instructor for this theory class, so Baixiang Teacher had to fill in. Every time class was held, Lin Yi was the only one sitting in the classroom, making the situation incredibly awkward.
Rubbing his forehead, Lin couldn't resist Baixiang Teacher's tactic of retreating to advance. With a long sigh, he said, "Well then, since the school isn't offering classes, can I take a leave of absence? I want to go out and study on my own!"
"Sure, sure! As long as you like it, you can audit any academy you want. Our school just issued an auditing permit; look, Xing Shifang is going to another school to audit. You can go too and keep him company!"
As long as Lin didn't drop out, Passionfruit was very accommodating to his requests. She immediately issued him an "indefinite" leave slip along with an auditing certificate.
"…"
Lin was speechless. He truly didn't understand what was happening; he had never seen a school that preferred to "free-range" its students by sending them to audit classes at other schools.
No wonder Fourth Academy was so subpar; this was a fundamental issue.
After taking the leave slip without saying much more, Lin turned and walked out. At that moment, Passionfruit asked, "Classmate, where are you going to audit? It's best if we can stay in touch at all times; if anything comes up, I can find you!"
"Training Zone!"
Lin replied irritably before slamming the door behind him.
"Training Zone?"
Passionfruit blinked in confusion. She didn't immediately grasp it; wasn't the Training Zone a place for missions? What kind of classes could be attended there?
Inside the villa.
Lin was hurriedly packing his things. In fact, there wasn't much to pack—just some clothes and a few outdoor survival tools he had recently bought from the mall.
"Brother, are you really going to the Training Zone? Have you thought it through? Although the outskirts of the Training Zone are relatively safe, if you go deeper, it's nearly impossible to proceed without at least level twenty strength..."
Xing Shifang sat on the sofa, holding a cup in his hand. The ice cubes in the chilled Plum Soup had already melted, but he didn't have the heart to take a sip.
"Yes, I've thought it through. I have important matters to attend to this time."
Lin kept his head down, continuing to pack his tools. His expression was calm, clearly having prepared himself.
"Don't worry, Xing. With my strength, while I may not be at the top in this student training area, I can guarantee that your brother will come back safely!"
Dream Source sipped her Plum Soup casually. Recently, she had changed a lot; it seemed she was indulging Lin more, supporting whatever he wanted to do with a nod.
The original Dream Source would often tilt her head and curiously ask "why," but now she rarely asked questions and seemed more like she was carefully protecting something.
At this point, Lin paused his work and turned to look at Dream Source, saying apologetically, "Dream Source, my plan doesn't include you coming with me..."
"Why!"
Dream Source's cup trembled in her hand; the pent-up "why" from half a month finally resurfaced.
"Because I'm going to do something that only I can handle. I need to train and can't always rely on you all... You've been enjoying business classes lately; while I'm away, why don't you go attend some lectures?"
Lin stepped forward, wanting to ruffle Dream Source's hair, but Dream Source dodged away.
Dream Source looked at Lin with a complex expression. She bit her lip, wanting something, but ultimately did not say anything. She simply set down her cup and quietly walked out.
Watching Dream Source push the door open, Lin furrowed his brows but did not get up to chase after her. Instead, he lowered his head and continued to organize his belongings.
Xing Shifang could no longer stand it and said, "Bro, is it really okay to let Sister Meng leave like this? Aren't you going to check on her..."
"Let her process it on her own. She has relied on me too much, but I can't always be by her side. I need space to grow, and so does she."
Lin kept his head down, his long hair obscuring his face, making it hard to see his expression. However, after finishing that sentence, Xing Shifang heard a faint sigh.
Even the innocent Xing Shifang sensed that there were issues between Lin and Mengyuan recently. He didn't know what the problem was; Lin Ye was unaware as well.
Young emotions are fragile and real; sometimes a single incident can create a rift between two people.
All he hoped for was that when Lin returned, time would allow both of them to calm down and extinguish the flames in their hearts.
"Shifang, take good care of Dream Source. I might be gone for a month or even two. When I come back, I don't want to see any problems with either of you."
"Don't worry, bro. I'll take good care of everyone."
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