Allen first returned to his dorm room, 304, in Zone A-7.
Everything in the room was just as he had left it. On the desk, fourteen beginner apprentice textbooks were stacked neatly.
He had once read voraciously here, using DSeek to build a foundational understanding of this world's system of Magic.
Now, these books were about to become relics of his past.
Without a hint of sentimentality, he efficiently packed up all his personal belongings.
A few changes of clothes and his toiletries, some notes scribbled with scattered thoughts, the fourteen heavy textbooks, and the teaching materials he had written for the Learning Mutual Aid Group.
He stuffed everything, one item at a time, into his Subordinate Spatial Storage Bag.
The one-cubic-meter space, which had once seemed ample, was now stretched to its limit, nearly filled to the brim by the brick-like pile of textbooks.
'The bag's capacity is no longer sufficient; I'll need to get a new one.'
