Chapter 313: Luo Jinyou: People These Days!

Su Jingchuan took a deep breath, as if he finally remembered he was still in front of the students; his temperament is naturally rather hot‑tempered, and most of the time he imitates his older brother's manner to maintain a outward gentleness.

Su Jingchuan, as if recalling something, said to Luo Jinyou.

"By the way, since you're able to get out of bed and move around, remember to go to the logistics office and collect the school uniforms for your Mercenary Corps; don't expect those guys who disappear when they run to remember it."

Luo Jinyou: "........"

So his role is just to stay behind and pick up the uniforms?

Su Jingchuan seemed to think his words were a bit blunt, cleared his throat, and tried to comfort him.

"Actually, staying at the Academy is also a good thing; at least… your team's logistics are still secured. You see, they're each better at running, each better at causing trouble—someone has to keep watch… right?"

Luo Jinyou's mouth twitched; the words sounded… as if they were saying that following them around is useless, and he'd be better off staying to guard.

However, Teacher Su is clearly not the type who's good at comforting, and what he said…

From a certain angle, it does seem to be true.

"I understand, Teacher Su." Luo Jinyou nodded helplessly.

Su Jingchuan gave a "hm" and waved his hand before leaving.

Only Luo Jinyou remained alone on a bench, watching the students strolling together outside the corridor in the sunlight, and let out a soft sigh.

Beneath the seemingly tranquil campus daily life, the Undercurrent has never ceased flowing.

He clenched his fist, then slowly released it.

Whatever the case, first do what he can—go collect the uniform, then find a way to contact Shen Zexi and ask about the situation over there.

He actually knows the location of Qi Hengyu's dorm, so he'll just ask Chen Mo Zhi about his dorm's location to inquire.

After bidding farewell to Teacher Su Jingchuan, Luo Jinyou set off alone on the tree‑lined path toward the logistics office.

Everything around remained as peacefully as usual; he instinctively touched his chest, where the lingering palpitations from the previous nightmare still lingered.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the uneasy thoughts.

Teacher Su was right; the only thing he can do now is to handle the matters at hand first.

Picking up the team's school uniform is at least doing something concrete for that ever‑vanishing "Version Answer".

The logistics office is housed in an old stone building at the junction of the Academy Living Area and the teaching area, where few students come and go.

Luo Jinyou walked forward along the gravel‑paved path, flanked by neatly trimmed shrubs and occasional commemorative stone tablets engraved with the names of outstanding alumni or donors.

Just as he was about to turn a corner and step onto the relatively open little plaza before the logistics office, a figure brushed past him.

It was a girl wearing the standard Mitra Academy uniform, the jacket bearing the academy's badge and a white knee‑length pleated skirt below.

She had two brown rope braids reaching her waist, the ends tied with simple dark‑green ribbons that swayed lightly behind her as she walked.

Most striking were her emerald‑green eyes—clear and translucent yet carrying a vibe at odds with the campus's peaceful setting, as if she were a hunter from the wilderness.

Luo Jinyou's gaze lingered on her for only half a second, a bit surprised that someone was already eager to don the uniform so quickly…

But she was indeed quite attractive.

Mitra Academy's uniform design is truly outstanding—well‑fitted, with exquisite details; even though they don't require everyone to wear it constantly, many students take pride in wearing it and enjoy doing so.

Just as their shoulders were about to pass each other, the girl suddenly stopped, reached out without warning, and grabbed Luo Jinyou's wrist.

"?!"

Luo Jinyou was caught off guard, stumbling as he was pulled, nearly colliding directly with the girl.

How did he feel a familiar, suffocating sensation?

Luo Jinyou looked up in shock, meeting those close‑up emerald eyes.

The girl ignored his astonishment, moving even closer, pressing her face to the side of his neck, her tiny nostrils fluttering as she sniffed his scent inch by inch.

Luo Jinyou froze completely, the tips of his ears instantly burning bright red, a mix of embarrassment and shame swirling inside him.

At his age, he'd never been that close to a girl before.

"W‑what are you doing?!"

He tried to yank his hand back forcefully, but the girl's grip on his wrist didn't budge an inch.

Clearly, the girl's strength was even greater than his.

What the hell is wrong with people these days?!

The baffling, hard‑to‑understand behavior pattern of Ying Duo can't just be blamed on the Mutation Source in his head; this one even jumped straight to… sniffing people?!

Does she have any basic sense of personal space or manners at all?!

The girl ignored his protest, still focusing on sniffing his scent; her eyebrows briefly furrowed, and the light in her emerald eyes flickered uncertainly.

A few seconds later, her expression suddenly shifted to a thorough disgust.

"It smells terrible…."

The next second, she finally released her grip, as if she'd touched something filthy, and casually shoved Luo Jinyou aside.

Luo Jinyou, caught off guard, was knocked off balance and staggered several steps, nearly falling. He looked up, both shocked and angry at the girl, completely clueless about what had happened.

Who's stinking?!

Even though he often stays in the infirmary, he never skips his washing routine, and he just took a shower last night!

Yet that inexplicable girl no longer looked at him.

She patted the hand that had just grabbed Luo Jinyou's wrist, her face clearly showing disgust, letting out a contemptuous snort from her nose, then walked away without looking back, her brown rope braids swaying behind her.

"What the heck…?" Luo Jinyou said, looking utterly bewildered.

Is that girl… mentally unstable?

Are mentally unstable students now being wholesaled at Mitra?

Whatever, just consider her a classmate with a wonky brain.

Mitra Academy has plenty of oddballs; one more doesn't make a difference, especially since the strangest, most bizarre one shares his dorm.

He tidied his somewhat disheveled clothes, steadied himself, and continued walking toward the logistics office.

However, he did not notice that everything happening here was being watched from the shadows of the nearby teaching building by a lone figure.

Lin Xun stood there quietly, still holding the silver metal box that Professor Luo De'an had given him.

His gaze did not fall on the bewildered Luo Jinyou, but followed the swiftly departing silhouette of the brown‑haired girl with a long braid until she vanished completely.

His eyes remained calm and unruffled, yet the pupil behind his lenses suddenly contracted.

Why?

Why would someone from the Field Operations Department appear at Mitra Academy?