The first class of the first semester at Heavenly Phoenix Academy began at eight in the morning, and by seven fifty-five, all eight students of 1st Level A were seated.
The room itself was not designed for comfort. Eight desks arranged in a slight arc facing a single instructor's platform, the walls bare except for a mounted skill display screen and a combat data readout panel connected to the assessment pods in each student's room. No unnecessary decoration. No attempt to make it welcoming. The room communicated its purpose immediately. Learning happened here because people chose to engage with it, not because the environment encouraged them to relax.
Lin Yi took a seat near the middle of the arc. Wang Hao sat to his right, slightly further from the center than he would have preferred but close enough. The other six students were already present when they arrived, which meant they had all come early, which was its own kind of information.
