Chapter 8: Why Don’t You Ask Him Yourself?
The moment Ren stepped out of the building, he was hit with a sight that momentarily made him stop in his tracks.
The entire area was immaculate. It was like something straight out of a high-budget fantasy film.
Wide, well-maintained pavements stretched in perfect grids, weaving around lush gardens filled with vibrant flowers that seemed to glow faintly under the morning sun.
The air was crisp, fresh, and carried the soft scent of blooming flora, mixing with a subtle, almost mystical energy that he could faintly sense in the atmosphere.
Everywhere he looked, there was beauty—both in the environment and in the ridiculous number of gorgeous girls walking around!
Ren took a slow, measured breath and instantly nodded in satisfaction. Whoever designed this place knew what they were doing.
The gardens weren't just there for decoration, they were strategically placed in ways that optimized both aesthetics and airflow, ensuring a constantly fresh atmosphere.
The pavements were wide and efficiently arranged, preventing overcrowding despite the seemingly massive student population.
The buildings, sleek and elegant, had large glass windows that reflected the light in mesmerizing ways, and their positioning suggested a deep understanding of natural lighting and spatial organization.
This was urban planning at its finest.
"Impressive," Ren murmured to himself.