The campus was peaceful, but when the army blasted open the doors of the largest screening room, everyone who rushed there was stunned by the hellish scene inside.

These low-level creatures, barely still wearing the uniforms of the Federal University, were kept out by walls made of piled-up tables and chairs.

Almost all the first-year students trapped in the hall remained expressionless, yet their bodies formed orderly human walls, protecting and supporting each other, doing their utmost to await rescue.

Wang Li, who was recently transferred back to Beijing, suddenly contracted his pupils behind the mask, his jaw tightened, and the penetrating wound in his waist, which had long since healed, throbbed with pain.

He quickly locked onto He Wei, who was at the forefront and insisted on destroying the display screen, and waved for people to enter the evacuation area.

Wang Li's voice was somewhat distorted through the mask, but it still carried a solemn tone: "Principal Arthur, I think everyone should get moving. This is a very serious Level 1 pollution incident with casualties."

"Please temporarily lock down the school and arrange sufficient medical resources. These...good children should receive examinations and psychological treatment as soon as possible."

Arthur's graying blond hair was neatly combed back, and he nodded solemnly. He sent the message the moment he saw it.

He stood there to see if the children were alright.

Wang Li walked straight to the podium, his military protective armor making a faint metallic clanging sound as he moved. The moment he stopped behind the girl, she turned around and looked at him warily.

He Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and her hands were covered in blood from cuts, but she was clearly conscious and maintained a certain level of vigilance.

She was not contaminated.

Wang Li glanced at the pile of flesh not far away and finally found someone he could communicate with. The situation was urgent, so he had no choice but to question the victim in front of him—a little girl who had never seen the polluted alien species before today.

I hope she can answer his questions properly.

Wang Li pointed at the lump of meat, his posture casual, but every muscle in his body was tense, his tone solemn as if he had tried his best but failed.

Who is that?

He Wei looked at the fully armed man in front of her, without looking in that direction, and slowly replied, "That is the instructor for this class, Mr. Li Deya."

What kind of classes are you taking?

He Wei: "Analysis and Practice of Different Species Appreciation".

Wang Li's expression couldn't help but change, and he cursed under his breath, "To hell with appreciation practice, are you crazy?!"