At North Campus District's third gate, there was a moment of silence.
The expressions of the students on-site turned serious after hearing Zhi Zhengqing's speech.
Some of them even seemed restless.
It was as if they were having a moral struggle within, repeatedly considering whether or not they had adequately prepared for this journey, and whether they could bear both the best and worst outcomes.
"The convoy has arrived; get on the buses."
Dong Xuan showed a friendly smile, which seamlessly dissolved the stifling atmosphere without a sound.
"Clop, clop, clop - "
Three giant buses arrived. They were all large and wide vehicles that seemed much sturdier and finer than those in the post station.
The students gradually boarded the first and second buses.
Small contract spirits like the Ton-ton Pig that were heavy and fat had to be withdrawn into the Contract Space until they reached their destination.
Ye Hanjun and several assistants stood side by side, watching silently.
