With the end of the semester approaching, Ren felt a particular satisfaction seeing how the projects in which he had invested so much time were beginning to bear fruit.
The nest he had prepared for Zhao finally showed the egg ready for contracting. The crystalline shell pulsed with a steady rhythm, the energy within reaching optimal levels for emergence.
It was late when Zhao arrived at the room. The professor seemed slightly agitated, as if he had been resolving some urgent matter before coming to their appointment.
"I hope I haven't kept you waiting," he commented while closing the door behind him.
Ren shook his head. "It just reached the critical point a few minutes ago. Your timing is perfect, professor."
