I Became the Big Brother in the Survival Game

Xiao Cheng is dragged into a game world, weak, helpless, and suffering from amnesia. Faced with mentally challenged NPCs, a teammate who seems like a big shot obsessed with finding bugs, and unreli...

Chapter 73 Grades are Paramount (3)

To be honest, the last dungeon that was supposed to be unforgettable has already fallen apart.

Xiao Cheng had no expectations for tomorrow's class.

The counselor continued to explain the precautions here: "The dorms here are all double rooms, and to help all exchange students adapt as soon as possible, we have thoughtfully arranged for experienced students to mentor new students."

"As for your necessities, they have all been placed in your dorm rooms, including your school uniforms, textbooks, student handbooks, and of course, a simple dinner."

"Your classmates are all very enthusiastic, and you can ask them for advice. The dormitory assignment list is on the bulletin board downstairs in the dormitory building. Although there are no separate dormitories for boys and girls, the school rules strictly prohibit boys and girls from visiting each other's dorms. Please be sure to strictly abide by the rules."

The dormitory building is located not far from the public bathroom. It has six floors and is surrounded by an iron railing. A sign hangs on the railing with the curfew hours written in bright red.

23:30—6:30

Near the iron railings, there is a small, detached house. Through the window, you can see the dormitory supervisor with her back to them, seemingly busy with something.

The registration book was hanging on the window frame. The counselor went over, registered the information, and then turned to look at everyone.

"Then, I will wait for you here at 7:30 tomorrow morning, and then I will take you to the teaching building for class. Please don't be late."

The dormitory manager didn't look back at them the whole time. The group first went to the bulletin board next to the small building to find their dormitory assignments, and then walked into the dormitory building under the watchful eyes of the counselor.

Their rooms were all located on the top floor, from 601 to 607, with each person having their own room.

"I...I don't really want to..." Number 3 shrank back, looking at the stairwell in front of him, almost crying.

Liu Xiaoying hated this kind of thing the most, and snorted coldly: "Then go sleep on the playground, the bathroom is not bad either, there are old men to keep you company."

Number 3 stopped talking and began to sob softly, his shoulders shaking.

"Let's go, or we'll be under curfew." Xiao Cheng turned and glanced at Fang He, noticing that he was staring thoughtfully at the dormitory manager.

She was incredibly curious, but unfortunately, the counselor was watching their every move closely from outside the iron bars.

Fang He noticed her gaze, gently shook his head, and then took the lead up the stairs.

With him taking the lead, the other players followed suit and started climbing the stairs. When No. 3 saw that no one was paying attention to him, he stopped crying after a while, which made Liu Xiaoying sneer.

Number 6 muttered to himself the whole way, with a heavy accent. Xiao Cheng couldn't understand a word he said, but judging from his resentful look, it was clearly not something nice.

Number 4 must know him. She followed behind him with a smile, whispering something to him in the same accent, as if she was trying to comfort him.

Fang He walked alone, and gradually slowed down, quietly moving to Xiao Cheng's side.

Liu Xiaoying glanced at them with some surprise, raised an eyebrow, and then tactfully stepped aside, taking several steps forward.

"Just ask whatever you want, it's so uncomfortable to keep it to yourself," Fang He joked.

Xiao Cheng thought about it seriously for a while, then asked in a serious tone, "Your eyesight is at least 5.0, isn't it?"

Fang He was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Yes, you have a good eye for people."

The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning the previous instance or analyzing any clues, chatting and joking around the rest of the way.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the sixth floor. Fang He's dormitory room, 601, was right next to the stairwell. Without hesitation, he walked over, pushed open the half-closed dormitory door, and went inside.

Xiao Cheng peeked inside through the crack in the door.

It was shrouded in thick fog, and nothing could be seen.

Room 607 was at the very end of the corridor. The door was tightly shut and couldn't be opened at all. She knocked on the door for a long time before she finally heard any movement from inside.

A series of extremely slow footsteps sounded through the door. The person inside opened the door, yawned exaggeratedly, and asked in a rather irritable tone, "Who is it?"

Xiao Cheng sized up the girl with the bowl cut and messy pajamas in front of her, and smiled knowingly at the blank face with the words "roommate" written all over it.

"Hello, I'm the new exchange student and your new roommate." She extended her right hand in a friendly and enthusiastic manner. "Nice to meet you."

But her roommate clearly didn't have the leisure to shake her hand.

She opened the door, then turned and went back inside in her slippers. Xiao Cheng stood at the door, looked at the thick fog inside for a while, then stepped inside.

The moment you step inside, the fog disappears, as if you've stepped into another space.

The dormitory was dark, with a large mahogany altar in the center and a half-lit white candle at one corner.

Two coffins were placed against the wall. On the side of the one on the left, there was a black and white photo of Xiao Cheng, which looked increasingly eerie.

My roommate climbed into his coffin without a word, lay down straight, and then slammed the lid shut.

Physical prohibition against disturbance.

Xiao Cheng: "..."

Wow, it's a slider phone!

There weren't many things in the dormitory. She looked around but didn't see anything useful, so she simply walked to her bunk and peeked inside.

The coffin contained an alarm clock, school uniform, and a complete set of textbooks, piled up in a thick stack.

On top of the textbook was a notebook with a handwritten timetable on the title page.

In addition, there was a bowl of plain noodles packaged in a plastic bag, which had clumped up and was all soft and mushy, looking really unappetizing.

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