As the doll sobbed, Yan Jiu quickened her pace to find the warehouse the man had mentioned.

To destroy the disaster.

We must address the root cause.

Following the last dark streak of blood on the ground, Yan Jiu arrived outside a glass room filled with a sense of sanctity.

The rose garden, which was also invisible during the day, appeared in Yan Jiu's field of vision.

Yan Jiu smelled the scent of withered bones and corpses; nutrients are always buried beneath vibrant roses.

She frowned as she was about to step inside.

The principal appeared.

"Those monsters in the school infirmary are a gift to you; this isn't a place for you."

He was like a rattlesnake, flicking its cold tongue and wagging its tail, as if it could attack at the slightest provocation.

The principal was not hiding in the shadows.

And this time...

There was no shadow beneath his feet.

It seems that with the disappearance of the bird-beaked school doctor, the shadow that non-humans used to disguise themselves as humans also disappeared.

Yan Jiu stared intently: "You have defiled the rose."

If she wants the perpetrator to reap what he sows, she can't afford to break ties with him now.

Yan Jiu left a message, quietly cast a few lightning and fire talismans outside the glass room, and then turned and left.

The principal looked at the blooming roses.

The fiery red rose petals are layered and intertwined, resembling a masterpiece in the hands of an artist.

He did not agree with Yan Jiu's words. The water vapor on the transparent glass slid out the beauty of the rose. It was they who made the rose go from dusk to dawn, bathing it in the spotlight.

Roses, we should thank them.

After leaving, Yan Jiu compiled a list of the atrocities committed by the school and forwarded it to Lang Zongyi.

They even added fuel to the fire by saying that the principal and the administrator were not human, mainly because neither of them had any normal characteristics.

There was another reason she didn't tell Lang Zongyi: the system panel didn't display messages from the principal and administrators.

Yan Jiu had expected to receive praise.

Lang Zongyi retorted, "Is this what you call being obedient?"

Yan Jiu: "..." Oh no, I forgot to embellish.

She was busy thinking of what to say.

soon.

She came up with a solution.

She sent the photo of the doll to Lang Zongyi.

Yan Jiu skillfully shifted the blame: "It was all it that told me, and it was also it that encouraged me to go there."

Doll: "!!!" Where's your manners?

Yan Jiu skillfully changed the subject again: "I'll expose the dark side of the school at tomorrow's meeting, and I'll broadcast it live across the entire internet!"

Lang Zongyi thought for a moment: "Live streaming is fine."

Just as he was about to tell Yan Jiu to be careful, Yan Jiu, feeling guilty, promptly muted her microphone after receiving the reply.

·

the next day.

Yan Jiu waited early at the entrance of the conference hall with food in hand, the invisible live-streaming device hidden above her ruby.

[The way Jiu Ye brings his own lunch to work is just like a microcosm of the working class. Look, look, even Jiu Ye is working! What excuse do we have not to work hard?!]

Being on time for work is already my best effort.

Do you guys understand? Sleeping in for just 5 more minutes in the morning can make your electric scooter smoke as you ride it.

[And there are bikes to ride, but I'm always running myself ragged.]

When others go out, they might look like a mature woman, a retro style, or a cute girl; when I go out, I look like a busy bee.

[Absolutely incredible, this is a truly amazing excavator! .jpg]

Finding a job isn't a dream, but getting up early is tough.

[If the wages aren't satisfactory, I'll immediately switch factories.]

The factory is no good; people begging for food get beaten and cry.

[I can't hold it in anymore...]

Yan Jiu's live stream opened at the right time, and some working people who needed to get up early immediately grabbed the front row sofas.

As the doors to the conference hall slowly opened, Yan Jiu rushed in with her food and grabbed a seat.

The tutor who opened the door: "..."

Yan Jiu sneaked into the meeting, thinking it would take some time to gather evidence and catch the perpetrator red-handed.

She didn't expect it.

Just one glance.

Then we found the evidence.

The large whiteboard displays weekly reports and data charts, with several new goals listed below.

1. Rose perfume production increased by 10%.

2. The number of people addicted to incense has increased by 20%.

3. The number of deaths during the experiment decreased by 10%.

...

Such things are all available.

That's the end of the live stream.

The comments section fell into a long and ominous silence; they thought they had stumbled into a criminal organization.

[This seems a bit strange. I'm not sure, I'll keep checking.]

If this is true, Master Jiu is about to receive a legally obtained bounty while still on the move.

[I called the police overnight.]

[This was filmed at Scholomance Academy, so they're going to make a campus crime drama, right? I've figured it out! (verb)]

[Oh, I see. You scared me! I thought Scholomance was some kind of heinous organization.]

[That explains it all. No wonder there was no interaction after Jiu Ye started his live stream.]

[Disclaimer: I won't watch this if Jiu Ye isn't the main character!]

After Yan Jiu finished her second sandwich, the school's senior management, led by the principal, arrived late.

They looked displeased at Yan Jiu, who had filled the meeting room with the smell of food.

Yan Jiu himself was completely unaware of anything amiss.

He even opened a bottle of milk in public.

The principal stopped the person who wanted to reprimand Yan Jiu, and looked at Yan Jiu with a smile: "Welcome to our new member."

The conference room was filled with mentors.

The mentor applauded in response.

Yan Jiu waved his hand: "Let's get down to business."

The principal felt like he was Yan Jiu's subordinate, and after a moment of contemplation, he pointed to the whiteboard.

"The school's current achievements are inseparable from everyone's hard work. I have already consulted with His Excellency Baphomet, and we can retain three-tenths of the luck collected in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking...

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