Returning to the classroom, Zhao Yu found it dark and gloomy, with the windows still barricaded with desks and chairs.
Having experienced a night attack by the Ape Claw Beasts, the students were uneasy, fearing more surprise attacks.
Half of the desks were gone, and many students had to sit on the floor.
Using the faint light filtering through the window, Zhao Yu glanced around the class. Compared to other classes, his class was in much better stage, missing only a few students.
The boys and girls were separated into two groups; the boys slept near the windows, and the girls near the aisle.
Zhao Yu noticed that his corner desk was still there, untouched.
As the strongest in the class, he enjoyed some privileges, a spontaneous act of respect from his classmates.
Without Zhao Yu, they didn't know how many more might have perished.