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Zhao Bolin's eyes snapped open and he gasped sharply. His forehead was dotted in sweat and he gripped on his blanket so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Just now… he seemed to hear Lu Yizhou's roar beside his ear.

It was the same roar as the one he let out on the F University's rooftop earlier. Zhao Bolin stared blankly at the cream ceiling above and it took him a few moments to regain his senses. He could not help but let out a mockery laugh. Closing his eyes, he draped one arm across his eyes and exhaled. Goodness… how deep of an impression Lu Yizhou had made on him? It had even followed him into his dream!

Surely, the roar had sounded so… awe-inspiring, especially as Zhao Bolin heard it right beside his ears. At that moment, even though he was not a zombie, his whole body was petrified as well and he felt as if the wavelength from Lu Yizhou's voice almost affected his judgment.