Naili, who didn't need much sleep in her previous life, couldn't rest long even after death, for she had transmigrated to the interstellar era. Overly advanced technology brought forth a di...
With the card, she was able to take another elevator.
But even when she got there, she couldn't just walk out openly. She could only hide in the elevator and stick her head out to peek. After seeing that no one was outside, she would quietly approach.
When she was almost at the door, Nari stopped because there was a large area of red on the ground at the door, and it also emitted an extremely pungent smell. Nari could tell that it was paint.
Fortunately, she took her cell phone with her when she left the classroom. Nari turned on the phone, called up the shooting interface, then squatted down and looked at the situation inside through the phone.
There were six or seven people standing inside, all looking unhappy. Their figures blocked part of the space, but through the gaps and corners, Nari could see the messy room and the ubiquitous red paint.
Liao Xiaoe's entire room was practically splattered red, like splattered blood. Her quilt, pillow, and other things were probably also destroyed, with cotton wool all over the room.
In addition, her belongings were also destroyed. The suitcase was violently disassembled and lay in two halves on the ground. The things inside seemed to have been burned by fire. Nari saw a charred area.
"This is really too much!" The actor who had called in the teacher hugged Liao Xiaoe and said with gritted teeth, "This is the umpteenth time. This is completely malicious targeting! Why hasn't the troupe leader caught that person and brought him to justice?!"
"Please clean it up and arrange a new room for her." The teacher did not answer, but said to several staff members, then looked at the pale Liao Xiaoe: "Xiaoe, follow them to the new room. Xiaoqian, you stay with her and have a good rest."
"But..." The girl called Xiaoqian seemed to have something else to say, but Liao Xiaoe pulled her hand. She then lowered her head in dissatisfaction, mumbling a little, venting her dissatisfaction: "Why should we swallow our anger? We are clearly the victims. How can this be justified..."
The teacher looked at her, then looked at Liao Xiaoe, and sighed: "It's useless, you can't catch anyone."
I don't know what she meant by this. Is the perpetrator really that powerful?