47: This is ridiculous!

That must be Zuo Dao, that grandson... had to pee?

No, didn't the dorm have a toilet?

The Consultant's mind was racing with wild thoughts, but his body didn't want to move an inch. He slowly closed his eyes, his thoughts beginning to drift.

He didn't know how long passed, but a cold breeze swept by, and the Consultant finally woke up.

He frowned as he opened his eyes, picked up the Slime that was 'sleeping like a pig' on his face, and looked out the window.

Outside, it was pitch black, and chilling, gloomy winds blew continuously.

The slate-blue fluorescent light flickered, showing the current time was 11 PM.

It was very quiet outside, the time when most people rested.

The Consultant yawned, feeling an emptiness in his stomach.

He endured it for a few minutes, then reluctantly sat up from the bed.

According to the fourth rule on the slate, all students in special classes could freely and gratuitously use the facilities within the dormitory building.

"It would be great if every dorm room had a vending machine... I need to find an opportunity to discuss this with the Dean."

The Consultant tugged at his collar, placed the Slime on his head, grabbed his card, pushed open the door, and walked out of the room.

The dormitory building was dark and silent.

The Consultant fumbled his way to the lobby, found the vending machine, swiped his information card, and haphazardly pressed the buttons on it.

Piles of snacks and drinks popped out from the window below.

"Hehe... these are all free!"

The Consultant grinned, picked up a large pile of snacks, and headed back.

But he had only gone halfway when he suddenly felt something was amiss.

Next to his dorm room, Zuo Dao's room, the door was ajar, and it was pitch black inside.

Does this grandson not close his door when he sleeps?

The Consultant muttered to himself, poking half his head inside.

Zuo Dao's dorm room was similar in layout to his, but colder and extremely quiet.

"Zuo Dao?" The Consultant felt something was wrong and called out softly.

There was no response; the room was silent.

What's going on?

The Consultant clicked his tongue, kicked the door open with his foot, stepped inside, and scanned the dark room.

It was empty, no one was there, not even the bedsheets and quilt on the bed showed any signs of being disturbed.

"Where did this grandson go... huh?"

As the Consultant pondered, his peripheral vision caught sight of a white envelope next to the desk.

He placed the snacks he was holding on the desk, picked up the envelope, and walked to the window, glancing at it in the light from outside.

[To Zuo Dao - Your good friend.]

“???”

The Consultant was full of questions, feeling inexplicably uneasy. He no longer cared about privacy and directly pulled out the letter paper inside.

The content wasn't much, just a few sentences.

[Under the Star Bell Tower within Longjun Awakening Academy, there is a medicinal garden. Whenever night falls, the growth rate of the herbs in the garden accelerates dozens of times.]

[If you have a need, you can go there to plant herbs.]

[Please note, this place is very magical. The growth rate of the medicinal garden will only accelerate when you are here alone.]

[Hope this helps you.]

“...”

After a moment of stunned, the Consultant quickly clenched his fist, crumpling the paper into a ball.

Isn't this utter nonsense?!

How could there be such a medicinal garden?

Not to mention a medicinal garden that only works when one person is present to exert its unique effects!

More importantly, that's the Star Bell Tower!

Although the Consultant hadn't been in this world for long, he had heard some rumors.

The Star Bell Tower is a forbidden area of the academy, especially at night, it's extremely dangerous!

Zuo Dao must have left when the Consultant had just fallen asleep, but he still hadn't returned.

The only possibility was... Zuo Dao had been tricked!

Although school rules existed, Zuo Dao wouldn't be in any major trouble, but he was, after all, the Consultant's best friend in this world.

"Tsk, what a bother!"

The Consultant picked up the Slime and quickly ran out of the dormitory building, heading towards the Star Bell Tower.

Under the moonlight.

The towering bell tower spire stood in a nursery.

The moonlight shone down, casting a white, ethereal glow over the entire nursery.

Zuo Dao was currently inside the Star Bell Tower.

This bell tower was very large; the bottom floor was like a laboratory, and in the middle, there was a spiral staircase that led all the way to the top floor of the bell tower.

The top floor of the bell tower was spacious. After coming up the stairs, directly ahead was a huge clock, and next to it were two wooden shelves, filled with unlit white candles.

The clock's face was made of white glass, and several metal hands rotated continuously.

And Zuo Dao was tied with a sturdy rope, hanging above the beam on the top floor.

Around him, Zhang Chi and others looked at him with playful sneers.

Zuo Dao had been hanging there for over an hour.

When he arrived at the Star Bell Tower and saw Zhang Chi and the others, he realized he had fallen into a trap.

But Zuo Dao was not a timid person, and when it came to being a loudmouth, he was very similar to the Consultant.

"Enough with the jokes, hurry up and let me down, or you'll be the ones in trouble!"

Due to being hung upside down for a long time, Zuo Dao's face was flushed red from the blood rushing to his head, and veins bulged on his neck.

Without being able to take medicine, he was basically like an ordinary person.

Therefore, Zhang Chi and the others were not afraid of his threats at all, scoffing, "Zuo Dao, weren't you very arrogant before? What's wrong now?"

"Exactly, keep laughing, why aren't you laughing now?!"

"That bastard Consultant isn't here, and you still dare to challenge us? You really don't know what's good for you!"

Zhang Chi stepped forward and insultingly patted Zuo Dao's face:

"Zuo Dao, I'll give you a chance. Apologize to us now, call each of us 'Grandpa,' and greet us proactively whenever you see us at school in the future, and I'll let you go. Otherwise..."

Zhang Chi paused, his gaze turning cold, and pointed at the huge glass clock face, "We'll throw you down from here!"

"Oh really?"

Zuo Dao, hanging from the beam, spun uncontrollably, yet a disdainful smile played on his face.

"Come on, if you really have the guts, kill me!"

"Do it, please, Zhang Chi, hurry, throw me down!"

"I'm awesome, what are you gonna do about it?!"

The Star Bell Tower was quite high; falling from it would definitely be life-threatening, but Zuo Dao didn't believe Zhang Chi and his gang had the guts to do it!

And indeed... Zhang Chi and the others didn't dare.

Originally, they just intended to scare Zuo Dao into submission and regain some face.

But Zuo Dao was like a tough, unyielding piece of meat; not only did he not back down, but he also displayed the formidable strength of a 'Strongest King'.

The four of them, Zhang Chi and his companions, couldn't out-argue Zuo Dao alone. Each of them was cursed at and spat upon by Zuo Dao as he spun around.

"Good... good... you really don't want to live!"

Zhang Chi wiped the spittle from his face, looking at Zuo Dao with a sinister gaze.

Private unauthorized fighting is strictly prohibited in the academy; it's an ironclad rule!

Anyone caught would definitely be expelled!

Zhang Chi didn't dare to take that risk, but precisely because of this, he lured Zuo Dao to the Star Bell Tower!

They couldn't lay a hand on Zuo Dao, but if something else did, then it would just be Zuo Dao's bad luck.

"Zuo Dao, I hope your mouth can stay this tough!" Zhang Chi revealed a calculating smile and waved to his teammates beside him.