She placed the bouquet at the feet of the statue, made a prayer gesture devoutly, and then turned and left.
At 8:30 in the morning, students arrived in the classroom one after another.
The girls' faces were all yellow, like eggplants hit by frost. Many of them had wounds on their faces and looked like they were about to faint at any time.
The boys weren't much better, obviously they didn't get enough rest either.
Some girls couldn't help but break down and cry: "I want to leave this damn place!"
"No, I tried to force quit the game last night, but it didn't work."
"I tried it, but it doesn't work. It seems like I have to clear the level before I can do it."
"Wuwuwuwu... What should I do? If this continues tonight, I will collapse."
"I don't care, I'm going to take the test now!"
Some boys saw that all the girls were injured and were a little surprised: "Didn't the red school uniforms have a duty last night? How come you are injured too?"
She was referring to Susanna and several other girls in white school uniforms.
Susanna looked at the boys in white uniforms who were intact and full of energy, and a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes: "Ah? When the red uniforms are on duty, don't we in white uniforms have to come out?"
The boy shook his head: "No need, didn't your dormitory assistant tell you?"
Susanna's face changed, and the faces of several girls in white school uniforms also suddenly became ugly.
This Josh! What a bitch!
"What? She never told us that! People like her just can't stand seeing us doing well!" The girl in white slammed the table indignantly.
Then she suddenly stopped and remembered that she seemed to have run into Josh when she came out of the room last night.
Josh asked her to go back to her room...
What did she say then?
"What does it have to do with you? A useless E-level psychic is trying to interfere with other people's affairs? How funny!"
At that time, Josh was interrupted by her before he could finish his words.
The girl's face suddenly turned ugly.
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