Sima Lingling gave further instructions.
"Mm, understood tutor, I will be careful."
Su Yue nodded repeatedly.
Two months of ti would allow him to rest. Actually, before descending into the wetlands, he had so things to prepare.
Now with hundreds of thousands of academic credits, it was the perfect ti to get ready.
In no ti, Sima Lingling reverted to being the amiable middle-aged woman, letting out a hearty laugh.
Ma Xiaoyu looked at Su Yue, listening to him boasting, her eyes full of adoring stars.
Undercover mission.
Step by step on a cliff, treading on thin ice.
How thrillingly intense.
Parting ways with Sima Lingling, Su Yue prepared to find Mu Cheng.
To fine-tune the emotions.
Mu Cheng was handling so affairs at the student council, and Su Yue waited for him on campus.
He heard from Ma Xiaoyu that two days ago, West Martial organized a large-scale trip to the wetland, and many senior students went there, making the school feel a bit empty.
Su Yue found a chair to sit down, and rarely enjoyed a mont of peace.
However.
Not even five minutes of peace had passed when the sound of urgent braking echoed at the West Martial School gate.
Su Yue frowned and stood up.
At the sa ti, a group of doctors wearing masks rushed out of West Martial School, with many students carrying stretchers.
These were the healthcare workers from West Wu School Hospital.
After all, West Martial is among the four major Martial Arts Academies, quite different in scale from a B-class Zhiwu institution.
Though the school hospital lacked other dical departnts, its surgical capability was undoubtedly that of a first-class major hospital.
At this ti, Su Yue saw Mu Cheng hurriedly coming out, followed by mbers of the student council.
"Su Yue, co and help."
Mu Cheng ran to Su Yue’s side and directly said.
"What’s happened?"
Su Yue followed her to the school gate.
"The second battlefield, alien counterattack, happened to hit the positions defended by West Martial teachers and students, West Martial suffered heavy losses, with too many casualties.
"Those in life-threatening conditions have been settled in major hospitals, other wounded have temporarily returned to West Martial to recuperate.
"All hospitals in West City are already full, this ti Yan Gui Corps also suffered heavy casualties, and the Military Departnt hospital is equally packed."
During Mu Cheng’s explanation, they had reached the school gate.
Indeed!
An overwhelming scent of blood greeted them, Su Yue even slled that peculiar stench from the wetland.
Countless ambulances surrounded the West Martial School gate.
dical personnel were picking out the critically injured to begin ergency treatnt of wounds, while others were placed on stretchers and carried to the school hospital by West Martial students.
Though it appeared chaotic, the personnel allocation was in fact well organized.
Clearly, such incidents weren’t happening for the first ti.
Practice makes perfect, as the saying goes.
For a certain departnt in a hospital to be well-known, it must have treated many patients.
The surgical departnt of West Wu School Hospital was built upon countless wounded, which ford its system.
"Eh, Su Yue?"
The most flustered at this mont were the freshn, after all, it was their first ti encountering such a scene, and so of them even dry-heaved, unable to help it; the scene was too bloody.
Although the seriously injured with severed arms and legs were already at the hospital, many of those here were still covered in bloody gashes, which were truly shocking.
Su Yue remained calm but was clueless about life-saving, pondering on helping with carrying stretchers.
Hearing soone call out to him, he turned back imdiately.
It was West Martial School’s principal Zhao Jiangtao, even a Grandmaster like him was injured, covered in blood.
It showed just how fierce the battle had been.
"I’ve heard about your undercover mission, well done, West Martial is proud of you."
Zhao Jiangtao patted Su Yue on the shoulder.
"It was my duty."
Su Yue nodded slightly.
"Sadly, with all that’s happening at West Martial, it’s not possible to award you at this ti."
Zhao Jiangtao shook his head with so guilt.
"The ones deserving awards are these people; as for , forget it."
Su Yue sighed.
At the school gate, people ca and went, many had already been carried inside.
These were just the lightly injured.
For the severely injured teachers and students, one can only imagine their state.
It’s simply unimaginable.
Wetland.
Aliens.
Deserve to die for all eternity.
Suddenly, Su Yue turned his head and saw Bai Xiaolong again.
A giant wound extended from his shoulder straight to his abdon, Bai Xiaolong staggered with support, seriously injured.
Yet he could still barely stand, not lying on a stretcher.
"I’m back."
Bai Xiaolong gave Su Yue a faint smile.
"Mm, are you alright, why not get on the stretcher first."
Su Yue said with furrowed brows.
The other party trusted him unconditionally, and was Su Yue’s most trusted friend already.
"Just a little scratch, like drizzle, cough..."
Bai Xiaolong coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood after speaking.
Damn it!
Failed to maintain his composure, it’s embarrassing in front of the junior.
"Stop forcing yourself, get on the stretcher quickly, I’ll take you to the school hospital."
Su Yue stepped up to say.
"I’ll walk over, there are still many people who need to be carried, you go help them first."
Bai Xiaolong said.
"Alright, take it slow."
Su Yue nodded.
By now, the ground at the West Martial Gate was already covered with splattered blood, forming a chilling, eerie pattern that sends shivers down the spine.
"Teacher Gao, what’s wrong with you... say sothing..."
Suddenly, a cry rang from behind the vehicles.
Zhao Jiangtao turned his head, flashing over swiftly.
Pa!
A student still grasping a bandage scissors dropped directly to the ground.
"Principal, Teacher Gao isn’t breathing, he has no vital signs, what do we do, what do we do."
Several dical workers and students shouted anxiously in chaos.
Everyone outside the school gate stood still, as if ti had stopped.
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