Chapter 148

At midnight, a shuttle bus carrying three people arrived at Chicago Airport. A large Boeing 747-400 passenger airliner sat quietly on the runway with its lights on, seemingly gathering momentum for its transoceanic flight. Flights at this hour were rare; only this red-eye flight was still operating. "What is the meaning of this? Has the college fallen on such hard times? We're going to save the world, after all, and this is official business. Taking a shuttle bus to board in such a remote place is one thing," Fenger grumbled incessantly, "but why is it still economy class? If not first class, it should at least be business! Could it be that all the money went into rebuilding the 'Foundation Well', leaving them unable to afford even three decent plane tickets?" "Our travel needs to be low-key. This is the last remaining charter flight for the night shift, and the Operations Division stayed up late to grab these three adjacent seats for us. It was very difficult to get. I'm told all other tickets are sold out, and the next night flight won't be until next month," Chu Zihang replied calmly, effortlessly hoisting his large black suitcase onto the boarding ramp.