"William, boy, if you ever encounter a heretic, I want you to give up fighting and run for survival," the system's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
William, slightly puzzled, asked, "Why?"
The system responded evasively, "That's for later."
William sighed, shaking his head. "You're always hiding something."
As the bus set off, several armored cars and trucks flanked their convoy, with four at the front and five at the back. William raised an eyebrow, thinking the level of security was excessive.
"Seems a bit over the top, doesn't it?" he remarked internally.
The system responded immediately, "It's not enough."
With no access to their phones, the students began interacting with one another. Some talked about what their parents had given them, others discussed their future plans, and a few chose to sleep. But one student, in particular, drew attention by using a magic-powered cooker to prepare hotpot. The rich, spicy-sweet aroma filled the bus.
