"You know..." The security guard had just started to reach for the campus card to make a comparison but stopped, seemingly wanting instead to continue to lift Zhang Yanhang’s anti-poison mask.
"If you’re willing to peel back the layers of my heart like an onion, you will find..."
Zhang Yanhang had barely sung one line before finding himself unable to continue, because he saw a hint of embarassment on the weathered face of the old security guard (which was actually the fear a middle-aged man has for his wife). Honestly, it was rather disgusting, so Zhang Yanhang silently stopped his singing.
With no expression on his face, Zhang Yanhang took off his helmet and then his anti-poison mask, "Is it okay now?"
The security guard looked again, but only saw a black head covering that made him look almost like a bank robber with just his eyes and mouth barely visible, "You know..."
Zhang Yanhang sighed quietly, then pulled out a dark green-covered certificate from his waist bag, "I’m an Awakener."
The security guard took the Awakener Certificate and compared it with the campus card, found that the pictures indeed matched, and then returned both the Awakener Certificate and the campus card to Zhang Yanhang, "Look, you could have just told me you were an Awakener. Alright, go ahead in."
Zhang Yanhang took back his campus card and Awakener Certificate, stuffed them back into his waist bag, then put on his anti-poison mask and helmet again and started running towards the academic building. The security guard had delayed him for several minutes, and there was less than five minutes left before class started, but fortunately, with his speed, he should definitely make it on time.
As for why the security guard let him in upon seeing the Awakener Certificate, it wasn’t that the certificate gave any special privileges in this regard; it was more about understanding and tolerance here.
Because some Awakeners suffer from side effects from their superpowers that necessitate bizarre clothing, combined with the fact that Awakeners often appear eccentric, over time, people have become accustomed to such odd behaviors of Awakeners, so Zhang Yanhang’s case was actually quite common among the Awakeners.
Here’s a notable example: one Awakener can gain the strength of a bull, but the price is that he can never remove his mask.
So, in the face of this type of Awakener, you cannot force them to remove their mask, as it’s as unreasonable as forcing someone in a wheelchair to stand up, and it shows discrimination and disrespect toward the group of Awakeners.
The four morning classes were all computer science subjects. After sprinting into the classroom, Zhang Yanhang ignored the surprised and curious looks of his classmates, checked in with software, and immediately started to sleep on the desk.
Zhang Yanhang now somewhat understood why in the third option, he had ended up sleeping again for a whole day and night after finishing his takeaway. After all, it’s easy to feel sleepy after eating, especially since he was already very tired. Thus, less than half a minute after lying down, Zhang Yanhang fell into a deep sleep.
As a sophomore and an old-hand, Zhang Yanhang’s more than a year of university life had taught him one thing: if you don’t sleep during class, it’s a soulless college life. After all, how can one not sleep in class during college? It’s essential to catch up on sleep during the day if you stay up late playing games all night, otherwise, you might drop dead suddenly. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ N0velFire.ɴet
At ten o’clock in the morning, Zhang Yanhang was suddenly awakened by the class bell. He glanced at the computer screen in front of him and saw that a new round of attendance check had started, so he quickly checked in again.
The classmate sitting next to Zhang Yanhang noticed he was awake and mentioned that no matter how the teacher tried to wake him during the class by tapping, he couldn’t be woken up. Zhang Yanhang didn’t bother explaining the principle of the energy shield to him, and just lay down on the table again for a second round of sleep.
At twelve noon, Zhang Yanhang was woken up again by another loud bell, but this time it was the end-of-class bell, "Ah, it’s noon, time to eat, but I’m not really hungry yet..."
Zhang Yanhang patted his stomach. The breakfast he had in the morning was still not fully digested. It should be enough to last through the afternoon.
"Forget it, I’ll just go back to the dorm." Although Zhang Yanhang was a commuter student due to his home being close to the school, he still maintained a spot in the dormitory. He frequently lay there during the lunch break or when there were no classes.
Standing in front of the dormitory door, Zhang Yanhang stared at the iron lock hanging on the door, taken aback because the dormitory was usually unlocked. This was because the other five had lost their keys, leaving only the key in the hands of the commuter student. So, the lock was actually locked by him before the National Day Holiday.
"Could it be that the other five went on a National Day Holiday trip and haven’t come back yet?" Although Zhang Yanhang was the only one with a key, there was also a spare key with the dormitory supervisor downstairs. So, if the other five had come back, they would definitely have used the spare key to open the door.
Perhaps some might think that losing keys could simply be resolved by making new ones, but making a new key costs ten yuan, and for five keys, the dorm had already spent thirty yuan.
After each new set of keys, those five keys would last at most a week in the others’ hands before getting lost. After several cycles of this, the others simply decided not to lock the door anymore, finding it too bothersome and thinking that locking the door was just making life difficult for themselves since there were no thieves in the school and nothing to fear about losing things.
As for Zhang Yanhang? Being a commuter student, he didn’t mind at all, because he didn’t have any valuables like a laptop in the dorm. All he had there was a bed, so he was the least worried about losing anything. Therefore, after the decision was made by the others not to lock the door anymore, Zhang Yanhang had no objections whatsoever.
Even if a thief really did enter the dorm, the thief wouldn’t be stupid enough to steal just a quilt and specifically Zhang Yanhang’s mug. The thief would definitely go for the laptops of the other roommates, and since Zhang Yanhang was studying computer science, aside from him, each of the other five roommates had a laptop in the dorm.
For other majors, it might be okay, but they were studying computer science, and for computer science students, not having a laptop practically means being unable to learn or do assignments properly.