The night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Han Feng's terminal received a notification.
The meeting point had changed. It wasn't a classroom, but the five-hundred-meter-tall anti-air watchtower from yesterday.
When Han Feng arrived, the platform at the top of the tower was already crowded with people.
Unlike the uniform, standard-issue equipment from yesterday, today's gathering looked like a small, private wingsuit exhibition.
The wealthier students had all switched to their own gear, which came in all sorts of shapes and sizes, shimmering with various lights.
The A Level Students in the Meridian Passage Realm were all equipped with Tier Two Spiritual Energy Power Wingsuits.
Their frames were engraved with complex runes, and the wing membranes glowed with an energetic sheen in the morning light. Every single one was absurdly expensive.
Among the B Level Students, most had also switched to Tier One Spiritual Energy Power Wingsuits, with only a few exceptions.
