Zack groaned upon hearing when those classes took place.
Eight in the morning for the Basic Combat Class, and a mere hour later would be Theory Hall.
He couldn't even remember the last time he had managed to wake up that early. It had been over two years since he had attended High School, his schedule having been made at the whims of his instructors and the school's educational branch of faculty.
To his surprise though, they would both take place in the Fierce Gale Sect's arena.
With that information in hand, Zack prepared to go back to his room. However, he suddenly felt an impulse to grab more educational scrolls. So he did, spending a whopping fourteen thousand Contribution Points.
A crate filled to the brim with scrolls appeared on the desk with a spatial distortion, and Zack happily picked it up with one hand. He then said his farewells to the Sect Elder, and went back to his room.
