Back in the dormitory, Lu Luo returned to his bunk and resumed inhaling the dormitory's unique 'periodic table of elements,' absorbing the dismal atmosphere of university life in the Wasteland.
His roommate in bed 21 was tidying up his bedding. He wasn't very noticeable and merely nodded at Lu Luo as a greeting.
The drunkard Quan Pu in bed 19 was still drinking, his spilled liquor imbuing their area with the smell of alcohol.
Lu Luo had no intention of picking a fight at this time. Having come here, he was already prepared to adapt to the environment or, rather, ready to adapt to the society of the Wasteland.
However, just because he wasn't looking for trouble with Quan Pu didn't mean others weren't. At that moment, the occupant of bed 18 had already come looking for a confrontation.
