Fifteen hours had passed since they were teleported into the Coliseum. The high school students were extremely exhausted from the constant hunger and panic. They were so drained that they didn't care about the grime on the stone slabs and just sat down against the wall, falling into a heavy sleep.
In the meantime, some of the boys had to pee. Li Xinlan was considerate and set up a portable tent for them to use as a makeshift toilet. The boys, on the other hand, simply relieved themselves against the Stone Walls.
"They can actually sleep soundly without even setting up a guard." Zhang Hao, filled with dissatisfaction, noticed most of the students were resting. He wanted to explode, "Why do I have to act as their protector?"
