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"Has rule pollution already started?"
Lin Baici frowned, worried about the safety of Hua Yue Yu and Kim Myungjin, but there was no point in panicking, as acting rashly could very well lead to fatal risks.
He came out and walked to the computer desk, facing the glass window covered completely with two pieces of newspaper taped onto it.
Lin Baici tore off a corner of the newspaper.
Outside, it was pitch-black, right in the middle of the night, with nothing visible.
"What is this place?"
Lin Baici checked the computer, plugged it in, and then pressed the power button.
The computer was slow, taking more than a minute to boot up.
The chair next to the desk had been deformed by sitting, and there were dozens of used tissue balls scattered around it.
Lin Baici furrowed his brow, reminded of his childhood friend Li Wei, whose room would turn into this state after a summer holiday.
The hard drive of this computer wouldn't just contain works by teachers, would it?