123 3.56 End of Special Event: Orientation Day!

On deck 9, a hooded figure walked over to the pair lying peacefully on the ground, his red irises lingering on them before he turned to senior Wu who had abandoned his own mask, clutching the dead Mo Yang against his chest.

[Resurrection pill consumed.]

The system informed, frightening senior Wu. His teary eyes turned up to see the S-ranker no.5 peering curiously at him.

[Merging… in progress. Memory scan in place.]

"Wuyao?" The S-ranker pulled down his facemask and hood, letting the waist length white hair flow freely down his back, his red eyes gleaming with both relief and worry. "You are here too?"

"W-who-" Senior Wu heaved, his sob cutting off his words as new tears spilled from the edge of his reddened eyes.

"It's ok, it's me, Tzu Yun," the S-ranker no.5 whispered, his gaze dropping to Mo Yang's lifeless body, a slight sadness flashing on his face. "I will explain everything later. But trust me, Mo Yang will be ok."