The teacher in the green uniform glanced at the scene inside the dormitory, his gaze lingering on Cen Yu's face for a moment. He softened his voice and smiled—

"Did someone bully you?"

"Tell the teacher not to be afraid."

"No," Cen Yu said, glancing at the bloodstains on his body. "Teacher, lights out is almost here. Can we go take a shower first?"

Everyone saw the bloodstains in the dormitory and the missing bed, but neither the teachers in the instance nor anyone else expressed any objection, as if it were perfectly normal.

The teacher in the green shirt glanced at Cen Yu reluctantly a few times, but finally closed the door and left.

"Let's go." Cen Yu pulled He Yuxing along, preparing to change their clothes first. They were currently wearing Qingshan Middle School uniforms—blue tracksuits, nothing special. It was 6 p.m.

"Where are we going?" He Yuxing asked somewhat uneasily as she followed Cen Yu away.

He glanced at the thin man, who seemed to be plotting something... but he quickly looked away and left dormitory 302 with Cen Yu.

"Let's change our clothes before we eat," Cen Yu said.

The shower room is at the end of the dormitory corridor.

The facilities here are very basic. The white bathroom has only about 10 shower heads—and the water pipes are the simplest kind; there isn't even a shower head.

They need to insert their meal cards when they take a shower; these things are all in their pockets.

Taking off his coat and placing it in the long, white pool, Cen Yu began to wash the blood off his face and skin.

Fortunately, they were wearing jackets, and although there was some blood on their summer school uniforms underneath, it wasn't too bad.

He Yuxing glanced at the showerhead behind the pool, then at Cen Yu, "Aren't we going to take a shower?"

Why was Cen Yu just wiping the blood off his face, showing no intention of taking a shower?

“Taking a bath in this place…” Cen Yu looked at him with a puzzled expression, “Do you think I have a death wish?”

Perhaps due to the rules of the instance, He Yuxing's conspicuous wings disappeared after entering the instance.

"Take off your coat quickly, let's go to the cafeteria."

He Yuxing glanced at Cen Yu, then looked back at the showerhead. Whether out of regret or something else, he slowly took off his coat, mimicking Cen Yu's actions, and threw it into the sink. He then turned on the tap to wash the bloodstains off his coat.

"...Are we just going to wait until they all break the dormitory rules?" He turned to look at Cen Yu.

Cen Yu had already wiped the blood off her face.

But the bruises on his cheeks couldn't lie... He Yuxing glanced at them, then reached out and gently touched the bruises on Cen Yu's cheeks.

His hands were cold, and Cen Yu looked down at He Yuxing's movements.

"Does it hurt?" He Yuxing's fingers gently touched the bruise on his cheek.

“It doesn’t hurt,” Cen Yu said, reaching out to grab He Yuxing’s fingers. “Don’t dawdle, let’s go to the cafeteria first.”

...

Before the dungeon underwent any changes, the cafeteria at Qingshan Middle School was a favorite spot for adventurers.

Although the dishes were ordinary, as long as you had a meal card, you could eat normal food on time... When Cen Yu and He Yuxing arrived at the cafeteria, they naturally noticed the teachers wearing red, blue and green sportswear.

The rest were students wearing Qingshan Middle School uniforms. The cafeteria wasn't very quiet, probably because there was still some time before evening self-study. The cafeteria was a bit noisy. Cen Yu pulled He Yuxing and randomly found a line to stand in.

"What happened to your face?" someone asked, turning around.

Cen Yu glanced at him. "I accidentally bumped into the door frame."

"What bad luck," the man said, glancing at the bloodstains on Cen Yu and He Yuxing. "What happened to that blood?"

"Nosebleed," Cen Yu said.

The person: "..."

"Your nose is bleeding quite a lot," he said dryly.

"Hmm, it's alright," Cen Yu nodded. "I won't die."

He Yuxing simply stood beside Cen Yu, and soon new footsteps echoed from the cafeteria entrance... He turned his head and saw that it was the group of people who had been following them.

"Bad luck," someone said.

Where is the butcher?

"I didn't see it."

"There aren't any in the dormitory."

"The mice have all disappeared."

"Did this thing sneak away?" one of them cursed, not really paying attention to the other people in the cafeteria.

No matter how you look at it, Qingshan Middle School is not a large-scale instance—the danger level of an instance is often related to its size. This ordinary campus life scene, coupled with the fact that the place is too small, and that they had never heard of Qingshan Town before entering the tower, naturally made them think that this was just an ordinary small instance—after seeing Cen Yu, some people immediately wanted to step forward, but were quickly stopped by others.

"etc."

The man wearing glasses said, "There are too many people."

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"Just a small copy."

The person speaking impatiently brushed away the bespectacled man's hand and started walking towards Cen Yu.

Cen Yu glanced at the person but made no attempt to avoid him… He Yuxing, on the other hand, was a little nervous. He looked at Cen Yu and finally decided to stand in front of him.

"Get out of the way." This person recognized the angel's appearance at a glance—even though the hair color was different and the wings behind him were gone, who else could be following the brat with the beauty mark all the time but an angel?

When the man got closer, he naturally noticed the bloodstains on Cen Yu and He Yuxing.

Before arriving at the cafeteria, they made a point of checking all the dormitories... all the dormitories were clean and tidy, with nothing unusual about them.

For some reason, this person suddenly felt uneasy.

As soon as I entered the instance, the butcher and the rats disappeared.

Before entering the tower, this person had experienced many dungeons. As long as the key figure in the dungeon was killed or the key item was found, the dungeon would be directly broken and disappear.

This kind of small dungeon was naturally no challenge for him.

He reached out and grabbed Cen Yu's collar... but Cen Yu, as slippery as an eel, spun around and fell to the ground—

"Reporting, teacher!"

Cen Yu lay on the ground and raised his hand in greeting.

His voice was so loud, and his act of lying on the ground was also eye-catching, immediately drawing the attention of the teachers in sportswear.

The teacher, dressed in a red tracksuit, glanced at Cen Yu and immediately came over. He squatted down and looked at Cen Yu with concern.

"Cen Yu, what's wrong?"

He looked at Cen Yu, then at the man who still hadn't reacted, and asked, "Were you bullied?"

Cen Yu was unsure what the red clothes were for, so she simply covered her face with her hands and pretended to cry.

"Waaah, teacher, I don't know."

"I don't know him."

The man in the red tracksuit grabbed Cen Yu's shoulder and repeated his question—

"Tell the teacher, was he bullying you?"