Qiqi shot him a glare. "Could such a thin stick knock you out?"
Rong Yi nodded. "The one at home seems thicker."
Qin Chen returned after finishing the paperwork and saw Qiqi struggling with the pole. He quickly reached out to help. "Let me do it!"
"No need! Go get the cart!" Qiqi refused coldly, her focus fixed on the target in the pool.
The harsh white fluorescent light cast a pallor on her face, giving it a somewhat eerie look.
*Clang—*
The naked corpse was finally flipped over, revealing features that had been submerged for a long time. Its limbs bumped against the other bodies with a series of dull thuds.
Facing the only corpse in the entire pool with its face turned upward, even Rong Yi, the Wolf King of the demon realm, felt his pupils contract sharply in an instant! But Gu Qiqi's expression at that moment was serious and solemn, even tinged with a hint of reverence.
"These people all volunteered to donate their bodies to the school, and the school uses them to train us. In a way, they are also my teachers," Qiqi explained softly, her tone filled with gratitude.
The Wolf King nodded, a sense of admiration rising within him. He reached out to help retrieve the corpse. With his strength, it didn't take long to haul it out and place it on the flatbed cart.
Qin Chen pushed the cart, with Rong Yi and Qiqi following behind. The three of them walked slowly along the corridor where the green paint was peeling off. The smell of formalin lingered everywhere, and liquid dripped steadily, soaking the passageway.
When the corpse arrived at the lab, the students in their group immediately gathered around and began dissecting under the teacher's guidance. Everyone was busy, and Rong Yi was once again relegated to the sidelines. Since he had a good attitude and it wasn't uncommon for students to audit classes, both the teacher and the students tacitly accepted his presence.
Gu Qiqi worked diligently with a few classmates. She held a book in one hand while comparing it to the muscle tissue in front of her. Qin Chen observed closely beside her, carefully taking notes.
The Wolf King was forgotten.
His gaze deepened as he watched the busy students in the lab and Qiqi, who was earnestly taking notes. The disdain he once held for humans faded somewhat—this human world he had arrived in was vastly different from the ancient one he remembered. Here, men and women were equal, and women also underwent complex and lengthy education. Many remained unmarried past the age of twenty-five. And that girl—her expression was focused, her eyes sharp, her hands deftly wielding a sharp scalpel as if it were a sewing needle. How similar she looked in that moment to the mortal women he had once seen embroidering! Yet how different the work they did! Still, it was undeniable that Qiqi's focused demeanor was incredibly beautiful, no less captivating than the ancient mortal women he had encountered before; in fact, she was even more endearing.
The only thing that irked the Wolf King was that once Qiqi threw herself into her studies, she completely forgot the outside world existed. Though he stared at her with burning intensity, her gaze never left the corpse. This irritated him—was that withered, yellowed dead body really more appealing than him, the most handsome man in the demon realm, who held power over all?
Busy lessons always passed quickly, and soon the dissection class was nearing its end. Gu Qiqi put down her scalpel and textbook, carefully packed away the dissected bodies with her classmates, and meticulously cleaned the tools and lab benches. These precious dissected bodies would be carefully stored and returned to the school for use in other courses next semester.