At the junction of spring and summer, the weather gradually became stuffy.
A dull thunderstorm wove through the night, drowning out the city's constant mechanical roar.
A massive steam airship had been hovering over the city since last night. Very few ordinary people had the chance to catch a glimpse of this creature made up of countless mechanical components.
This steam airship was different from the others.
It was military, appearing over Linjiang City only once every few months in a very regular pattern.
Today is Friday.
The last day of the exchange classes.
Baiyu got up early.
Since the class wasn't held at school, the homeroom teacher, considering safety issues, specially hired a bus for everyone, making it convenient.
There are 37 students in Class Five of Senior Year Three, just enough to fit in.
Baiyu put Cang Yan back into the Scholar Space.
