The sunset was a fiery red, reminiscent of a miniature red mirror. The color was warm but lacked much temperature.
As the bell rang at the end of the day at the school, the classroom of the senior class suddenly shifted from quiet to noisy.
Lin Fei gently put down his pen and capped it. In front of him was a stack of review materials, printed in black on white paper, at least several dozen pages thick, densely packed with tiny characters. Ever since his encounter with Sis, he had reverted to this life. He continuously enveloped himself with potential energy, an exhausting yet effective method that required him to maintain his entire body's skin and appearance without causing significant fluctuations, as that could harm his body. Amidst this distraction, he had to focus on other tasks, which itself was a form of training with evident results.
