Chapter 217 - Taming the Finals (Unit 1) - 8

"And I missed it all," lamented Zhao, the explorer in him momentarily overcoming the disciplined professor and soldier. "While you enjoyed a fun and interesting expedition, I was stuck supervising everyone from above."

"You think you've had bad luck with work assignments since that kid arrived, yet I don't even know if what I do is still work," commented Wei from where he was reviewing notes for the upcoming theoretical exam. His voice sounded distant, clearly more concerned with his own problems, his fingers nervously tapping against the paper.

"It's not about good or bad luck... Though luck is what Lin had," responded Zhao, shooting her an accusatory look without real malice. "Three molting chambers. It must have been like finding three treasure chests on the same day."