When Tu Dan returned upstairs, the students were all gathered around Zhang Tianyang's bed.
The boys couldn't help but touch Zhang Tianyang's original wounds, finding it unbelievable that such serious injuries could heal so quickly, leaving no scars behind.
The girls were too shy to touch him, but they couldn't help but peek at his chest curiously.
Zhang Tianyang was both helpless and amused. He reiterated to everyone, "It really doesn't hurt anymore. I don't understand the principle behind it either. When the mud was applied, I didn't feel anything special…"
As he was talking, he caught a glimpse of Tu Dan returning from outside and hurriedly called out, "Teacher Tu!"
Everyone noticed Tu Dan and gathered around her.
"Teacher Tu, you're back."
"You talked to them for a long time…"
"…Teacher Tu, did you find out which game the mud is from? If we can bring this mud into the fog, our chances of winning will be much higher, right?"
More than a dozen students chattered away, and the small dormitory immediately became noisy.
Tu Dan motioned for everyone to be quiet.
"I found out, and I also figured out how to clear the game. However, it's still very dangerous. If you want to go, the rules are still the same as before. You'll be divided into two teams based on your own will. The first team will go in first. If there's no problem, the second team will go in."
The first team was more dangerous, but they could get the item first.
The second team seemed safer, but the teammates were usually more timid and prone to messing things up.
Both had their pros and cons, and the students discussed amongst themselves.
The recovered Zhang Tianyang walked over slowly, supporting himself on the bed, and asked, "Teacher, have you decided on the list of people entering the fog?"
Tu Dan was slightly taken aback. "Not yet, do you have any good suggestions?"
Zhang Tianyang hesitated for a moment before mustering his courage and saying to Tu Dan, "Teacher, I want to go into the fog."
As his voice fell, the entire dormitory suddenly fell silent.
The students all looked at Zhang Tianyang.
A girl whispered, "Tianyang, your wounds have just healed…"
"My wounds are fine now." Zhang Tianyang smiled casually and glanced at the faces of his classmates. "Although it's a bit shameless to say this, but… I have the best grades in class, including physical education, and I have experience with two games. So, I should be the most suitable candidate, right?"
He looked at Tu Dan again, his voice sincere. "Teacher, let me go. I really want to know what the doll game is and what happened to our families who were swallowed by the white fog. If I can't do it, I'm afraid the other students won't be able to either."
Tu Dan looked at the student in front of her, her heavy heart filled with helplessness.
If she could, she didn't want to see any of her students take risks. But the world had changed, and she couldn't protect them anymore. Sometimes, she even needed them to protect her.
Tu Dan sighed heavily and didn't answer him directly. Instead, she replied tactfully, "…This is no small matter. I need to think about it."
Zhang Tianyang wanted to say more, but Tu Dan patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave the dormitory.
…
At night, Tu Dan lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
At first, her thoughts were still on each student, but later, they unconsciously drifted downstairs, thinking of the people downstairs.
If… it was them who were entering the fog, would they be as troubled as she was?
"Teacher Tu."
Tu Dan came back to her senses slightly and turned her head to look. The girl in the bed next to her was looking at her with a pair of dark eyes.
The dormitory was for six people. Tu Dan lived in the same room as several female students. The girl next to her bed was named Chen Hui, the class monitor.
Zhang Tianyang didn't always get first place. Occasionally, he would stumble a few times, and Chen Hui would take the top spot.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Tu Dan asked her, trying to keep her voice down so as not to wake the other two girls.
Chen Hui asked softly, "Teacher Tu, are you still thinking about the selection of people entering the fog?"
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