Following Qin Yingtian's directions, Wang Zheng quickly found his dormitory area.
After exchanging contact information with Wang Zheng, Qin Yingtian continued with her orientation work.
The dormitory building in Chengpu District is located on the north side of Kyungnam University, and it is not far from the National Martial Arts Hall.
It was called a dormitory, but it wasn't the kind of university dormitory building that Wang Zheng remembered. Instead, it was a three-story row house.
The entire residential building stands beside an artificial lake, surrounded by cobblestone paths lined with lush, green trees.
The hazy sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, adding halos of light to the trees.
Many people, men and women, were sitting on the benches under the shade of the trees, some deep in thought, others taking a nap.
A quiet path, an elegant pavilion.
This place doesn't resemble a university dormitory at all; it's more like a high-end villa area.
At this moment, Chu Xiaoman walked out of the building, looked at the dumbfounded Wang Zheng and said with a smile, "Are you shocked?"
The lives of the awakened students were too oppressive. Every day was filled with nothing but training, and they also had to study Beast Studies in their spare time, not to mention the regular academic courses.
So Grandpa advocated for the construction of this accommodation area, wanting everyone to live more comfortably.
Not only is it like this here, but the other three accommodation areas, namely Xiongwei, Lixue, and Dunxing, are also quite good.
I live at number 97, next to you.
When Wang Zheng saw that it was Chu Xiaoman, he smiled. Otherwise, he would have felt really uncomfortable being alone in such an environment.
"To be honest, did you get in through connections? How did you end up living here?" Wang Zheng was stunned when he said this.
Holy crap, are they co-ed?
That's so exciting!
Chu Xiaoman was furious and kept hitting Wang Zheng: "I am a natural awakener, why would I need to go through back channels! On the contrary, I haven't settled the score with you for what happened at the National Martial Arts Academy last time."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Wang Zheng pretended to run away with his head in his hands and ran all the way up to the third floor.
A few minutes later, Wang Zheng arrived at the door of his room.
The building has three floors, with units 1-28 on the first floor.
29-64 are on the second floor, and 65-100 are on the third floor.
The overall layout of the room is somewhat similar to that of a hotel apartment, with 18 rooms on each side of a corridor.
Wang Zheng's room number is towards the end, on the right after going upstairs.
His apartment across the hall is number 95, to his right is number 97 (Chu Xiaoman's), and diagonally opposite is number 98 (Wu Huan's). As for the two apartments on the far right, number 99 and 100, Wang Zheng has not yet seen them.
Opening the door reveals a high-end, fully-furnished apartment, with the entire suite measuring approximately 100 square meters.
It has everything you could possibly need, including bedrooms, living rooms, gyms, ensuite bathrooms, and kitchens—basically everything you'd expect in a home.
It even has storage rooms, terraces, and leisure balconies.
The room is fully furnished, with a TV, computer, sofa, large bed, and all kinds of exercise equipment.
Chu Xiaoman, without any hesitation, strode into Wang Zheng's room, a smug look on her face: "How about that, isn't that impressive!"
Wang Zheng nodded silently. This was truly generous. He had been specially admitted and hadn't paid a single penny of tuition. He was getting such a large room for free, so what was there to complain about?
Chu Xiaoman nodded in satisfaction, grabbed Wang Zheng, and said in a cool manner, "Now that we're familiar with the area, let's go eat. It's my treat today, I'll treat you to something nice."
As soon as Chu Xiaoman stepped out of her room, she knocked on the door of room 98. She then saw Wu Huan, dressed neatly, come out, close the door, greet Wang Zheng, and walk downstairs.
Chu Xiaoman just mentioned that Wu Huan lives far away and was worried about the large number of students starting school today, so he came to register yesterday.
It's clear that the two of them had planned to have lunch together beforehand.
"Let's eat then."
Wang Zheng took his luggage out of the storage space and casually tossed it next to the sofa, planning to unpack it when he got back and also buy some daily necessities after dinner.
After leaving the dormitory, the three headed straight for the canteen. There are quite a few canteens at Jingnan University, with two in the dormitory area alone, one of which is right across from the artificial lake.
Along the way, Wang Zheng asked Chu Xiaoman about the other two naturally awakened individuals among this year's freshmen.
But Chu Xiaoman just shook her head, saying that she had never seen it either.
Once inside the cafeteria, the layout was similar to that of my previous life.
The food looked delicious, with a good mix of meat and vegetables, and all kinds of local snacks, such as clay pot soup, hot and sour noodles, spicy soup, hot dry noodles, crossing-the-bridge rice noodles, duck blood vermicelli, and so on.
There are plenty of fruits and milk available for everyone to help themselves, and many students are already dining here.
Moreover, according to Wang Zheng's observation, they didn't seem to have to pay for their meals.
Wang Zheng then asked, "Is it free to eat here? Chu Xiaoman, as the host, you're treating us to this? A free cafeteria?"
Chu Xiaoman snorted dismissively, turned around, and went upstairs.
Wang Zheng himself had never been here before, and seeing Chu Xiaoman's smug expression, he quickly followed.
Good heavens, Wang Zheng was shocked as soon as he went upstairs. The second floor was on a completely different level from the first floor.
If you really want to compare, the first floor is just a regular buffet restaurant, while the second floor is like a five-star hotel.
Chu Xiaoman led the two to a casually chosen seat, and a waiter immediately brought them a menu.
Wang Zheng stared longingly at the menu in his hand, swallowed hard, and asked nervously, "Xiaoman, are you sure you're treating? We can just order whatever we want?"
Chu Xiaoman originally wanted to say no, but seeing Wang Zheng's country bumpkin appearance, she immediately became very generous: "Order whatever you want, as long as you can finish it."
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