27 Menggui High School (27)

You and I live in the same dormitory?

The surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was the sudden, heavy breathing of the other people.

Whether it was due to the dungeon environment and the dappled light and shadow, the group felt a chilling killing intent that sent shivers down their spines the moment Qin Fu'an stared at them with his dark, deep green eyes.

As cold sweat silently soaked their backs, they all frantically avoided eye contact with Qin Fu'an, for no one could bear such a cold, inhuman gaze.

Being stared at by him felt like having your lifeline locked by an unknown natural enemy; you even subconsciously held your breath low, afraid of disturbing him.

As for what Qin Fu'an said about... Nan Zhu's death, they had no doubt about the truth of his words.

On the contrary, Qin Fu'an, who was standing in the shadows with his back to the dim light, could not hide the extremely deadly sense of crisis emanating from him even though he did not say a word.

Cold-blooded creature, serial killer, pleasure-seeker...

Almost the instant they saw him, countless adjectives immediately popped into their minds, and their sense of danger and physiological instincts frantically urged them to get away.

Run for your life, then keep your distance and never come into contact with it again.

This is probably what these players want to do most right now.

They remained silent for a long time, their eyes filled with shock and fear. Under Qin Fu'an's gaze, they retreated step by step as if to show weakness. In reality, with each step they took, their bodies were tense, their eyes lowered, staring intently at Qin Fu'an's hands and feet, fearing that he might attack them at the slightest provocation.

Just as they were about to retreat to the safety line where they could turn around and run, Qin Fu'an suddenly raised an eyebrow and chuckled. He stepped closer to the group, who had suddenly frozen in place, and asked, seemingly out of curiosity, "Why are you running? Don't you want to know why I killed her?"

The group: "..."

Viewers in several live stream rooms: "..."

No, with the way you acted just now, as if you held hundreds of lives in your hands, who would dare to ask you anything?!

Not to mention the players, even the viewers from their perspective were terrified and spammed the chat with comments, trying to block out the screen and calm their wildly beating hearts.

And yet you specifically came over here to make us ask you all the questions?!

Not to mention the players, even the viewers are starting to wonder if Qin Fu'an is the kind of deranged killer who, after slowly and methodically killing someone, not only handles the situation flawlessly but also returns to the scene to admire his masterpiece.

The way Qin Fu'an stared at the players just now completely overshadowed all the bizarre creatures they had faced in the dungeons all day.

Compared to Qin Fu'an, those monsters seemed much more harmless.

Of course, it was also made to appear even more grotesque and ugly.

But now that Qin Fu'an has gotten so close and asked this question, what if they don't answer and offend him?

The group stopped in their tracks, anxiously considering how to ask the question.

Finally, Zhao Jiayue, who had spent most of the day with Nan Zhu and had been rescued by Qin Fu'an, cautiously asked the question.

Although it seemed that Zhao Jiayue was forced to ask by Qin Fu'an, she and the other three were actually curious about why Nan Zhu died at Qin Fu'an's hands.

What happened between the two of them?

etc……

Before Qin Fu'an could answer, Chen Qi suddenly looked up: "That bubble machine prop! You got it from Nan Zhu, right?"

The prop that Xie Yunhuai always held in his hand, wasn't it the one that Nanzhu took from the supermarket shelf during the day?

After being reminded by Chen Qi, the others also thought of this.

Before, they were busy with exams and everything was in chaos, so they didn't pay attention to anything other than the monster. Even if they occasionally caught a glimpse of it, they might have had a fleeting thought of something, but they didn't take it to heart. After all, Nan Zhu hadn't taken that thing out since noon.

While in the supermarket, they were all focused on their own things, so they didn't really have a deep impression of what the props Nan Zhu received looked like, which is why they were so oblivious.

But the prop that originally belonged to Nan Zhu ended up in Xie Yunhuai's hands.

And Xie Yunhuai...

The group cautiously looked at Qin Fu'an and realized that the prop was probably something he had obtained from Nan Zhu and then passed on to his NPC classmate.

The moment the thought came to mind, Ark was the first to ask in surprise, "You just gave it to him like that? That's a really powerful item!"

He even suspected that Qin Fu'an had been bewitched by Xie Yunhuai, otherwise how could he have given such important things to Xie Yunhuai without batting an eye? You know, Xie Yunhuai was just an insignificant dungeon NPC. If it weren't for Qin Fu'an protecting him, he would probably be dead by now!

What is so special about that NPC that makes Qin Fu'an treat him differently?

Is it really as Bai Song said...?

His thoughts wandered uncontrollably, and when Ark realized what he was thinking, even though he knew he shouldn't, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Why is it that even NPCs have powerful figures protecting them, while he still has to struggle to survive?

If I manage to leave alive, I must work hard to improve my social skills and emotional intelligence when I get back!!

As Yake was lost in his sour thoughts, Qin Fu'an didn't respond to his question, but instead looked at the two girls standing together.

His gaze swept over Chen Qi and then landed on Zhao Jiayue, who had mustered the courage to ask about Nan Zhu's cause of death.

"If I remember correctly," Qin Fu'an looked at Zhao Jiayue and recalled, "when you and she were being chased by the monsters during the day, she didn't seem to offer any help."

During the day, even viewers from Qin Fu'an's perspective were marveling at how the two girls helped each other and never abandoned one another, but now no one mentions it anymore.

Not only the audience, but anyone with a brain at this moment, upon hearing Qin Fu'an's words, would think of the prop that originally belonged to Nan Zhu in Xie Yunhuai's hands. Then, Nan Zhu's behavior back then would become very meaningful.

If you were so eager to save Zhao Jiayue, why didn't you use any props?

Did she stay there because she really wanted to save Zhao Jiayue, or did she want to witness Zhao Jiayue's death with her own eyes?

Zhao Jiayue naturally thought of this as well. When she thought of the near-death experience she had just had during the day, her already pale face turned even whiter.

She shrank back a small step, and whispered, "But...but she's already dead."

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Even if she feels fear and anger afterward, what good will it do?

But she and the other three understood why Qin Fu'an had asked her that question.

—At noon, Nan Zhu could watch Zhao Jiayue die with props in hand, and at night, Nan Zhu could try to kill Qin Fu'an with props in hand.

Unfortunately, she ended up dying at the hands of Qin Fu'an.

For some reason, even though Qin Fu'an offered no explanation and they only deduced the "truth" from his words, they all felt inexplicably relieved.

Thus, the suffocating and heart-pounding sense of danger emanating from Qin Fu'an, who had originally appeared extremely dangerous and deadly, quietly disappeared, as if the previous fear and unease were merely a psychological illusion.

The atmosphere among the players became harmonious again, and the way they looked at Qin Fu'an was no longer as wary and defensive as before.

After the two girls walked hand in hand to the girls' dormitory, and the two boys went back to the boys' dormitory first, Qin Fu'an stood there, staring at the figures of the two female players for a few seconds, and then turned his head to look at the corner where endless darkness was surging.

Xie Yunhuai knew he had been discovered.

To be precise, Qin Fu'an knew he had arrived the moment he appeared.

So after all the new classmates left, he walked over and handed the props in his hand to Qin Fu'an.

Qin Fu'an didn't stand on ceremony with him. After taking the prop, he lazily raised his eyelids. As the boy walked past him, he inexplicably explained, "This is something she stole. It needs to be returned tomorrow morning."

Xie Yunhuai paused slightly.

Qin Fu'an immediately followed him, walking side by side with the boy up the dormitory building. In the long corridor where only the sound of their footsteps echoed, he turned to his indifferent-looking classmate and said, "If you like this toy..."

"I don't like it." Xie Yunhuai's reaction was quick this time.

After he instinctively refused, he noticed Qin Fu'an's slightly stunned expression, frowned slightly, turned his face and earnestly instructed him: "The school rules are very strict, don't learn from them and steal things."

Qin Fu'an: "..."

Xie Yunhuai probably didn't know that when he said this piece of advice, his brows and eyes were shrouded in a faint worry. After he finished speaking seriously, he stared intently at Qin Fu'an with his clear and clean eyes, as if he was afraid that if he misjudged, Qin Fu'an would go astray and become a thief.

Looking at Xiao Xie's serious yet slightly old-fashioned appearance, Qin Fu'an silently twirled his fingers, suppressing the strange urge to ruffle the child's hair.

Xiao Xie's clean, well-behaved appearance is almost unfair.

Under Xiao Xie's disapproving gaze, Qin Fu'an nonchalantly raised his hand and obediently swore, "Fine, since you don't like it, I definitely won't steal anything."

After saying that, Qin Fu'an noticed that Xie Yunhuai was still staring at him, and sighed as if in helplessness: "Little Xie, could you please trust me a little more?"

Little did he know, the more he acted this way, the more worried Xie Yunhuai became.

However, Xie Yunhuai was not staring at Qin Fu'an because he distrusted him, but because he felt that Qin Fu'an always had a way of saying a lot of nice things to flatter people.

What does "Since you don't like it, I certainly won't steal it" mean?

It's as if he would actually steal something if he liked it.

Under Qin Fu'an's teasing gaze, Xie Yunhuai silently turned his head and continued walking uphill.

He wouldn't say another word to Qin Fu'an until tomorrow.

However, this thought was interrupted by someone's hateful and smug snort when he and Qin Fu'an stood one after the other in front of the same dormitory.

"..." Xie Yunhuai frowned as he looked at Qin Fu'an, confirming again, "You live in the same dormitory as me?!"

Qin Fu'an pulled out his student ID and waved it in front of him, nodding innocently with a smile in his eyes: "It was arranged by the school, I was also very surprised."

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

The person claimed to be surprised, but in reality, he had been following behind him at a leisurely pace since they started going upstairs, without even looking up to look for the dormitory room number. It was clear that he already knew that the two of them lived in the same dormitory room.

Seeing Xie Yunhuai standing motionless at the door like a little fool, Qin Fu'an suppressed a laugh, reached around him, and pushed open the old dormitory door.

He pressed the switch on the wall, and the dim light dispelled the darkness in the room, allowing Qin Fu'an to see the extremely simple environment inside the dormitory.

It was so rudimentary that it only had two bunk beds and extremely thin, worn-out blankets; there wasn't even a stool.

"...How much money do you pay to the school each year?" Qin Fu'an suddenly turned his head and asked Xiao Xie, who was standing at the door.

Xie Yunhuai stared blankly at the empty dormitory, and was a little stunned. Hearing this, he first shook his head blankly, and then said uncertainly, "There should be... quite a lot, right?"

Although the initial memories have become blurred with each cycle, this is, after all, the top university with a 100% college entrance rate. People are scrambling to get in, so it shouldn't be cheap, right?

Qin Fu'an agreed, but it was precisely because they gave so much that it highlighted how corrupt the school was.

Not only do they treat students like food, but they also treat them like teaching tools, feeding them gruel that even pigs wouldn't eat, and now they're making them sleep in dormitories with only bed boards...

"While I understand the school's desire to cut costs and be frugal, isn't this a bit too frugal? Even mice would run away crying if they came in!"

A familiar loud voice rang out from the next dormitory; Yake was passionately ranting, and Bai Song couldn't stop him.

In the dormitory, every time Yake said something, Qin Fu'an would nod along like a nodding monster. Yake complained a dozen times, and Qin Fu'an nodded a dozen times in response.

The two were like a duo performing a duet.

Still blocked at the door, Xie Yunhuai stared silently at the person, then muttered, "The lights are about to be turned off, aren't you going to wash up?"

The neighbors were too noisy, and Xie Yunhuai was annoyed. While Qin Fu'an went to wash up, he slammed the old dormitory door shut.

It shuts out all the noise.

Then I sat on the empty, cold, hard bed, lost in thought.

Actually, his mind was a complete mess, but Xie Yunhuai himself didn't know why his mind was so chaotic. It was so chaotic that he couldn't sort out his thoughts for a while. He only felt that today was the most tiring and thrilling day he had ever experienced in all his reincarnations.

He was so exhausted that even though he survived, he seemed more bewildered than joyful.

There are only four days left. On which day will I collapse?

Or, will I really be able to live to take the college entrance exam and graduate successfully?

There are just too many uncertainties involved...

"Go wash up." Qin Fu'an came out with a towel on his head. After saying that, he noticed Xie Yunhuai getting up with a blank expression and walking quietly to the toilet as if in a daze.

Qin Fu'an frowned, reached out and grabbed the man. When the man looked over blankly, Qin Fu'an stopped drying his hair and leaned closer to the bewildered boy.

His sudden approach startled Xie Yunhuai, who was lost in thought, causing him to snap back to reality and instinctively back away from Qin Fu'an's advances.

"Why does he like to daydream so much?" Qin Fu'an felt that the child's condition was a bit serious. It wasn't just a matter of being a picky eater; he also liked to daydream all the time. When he was daydreaming, his eyes were empty, as if he couldn't hold any joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

It seems both very easy and not easy to care for.

Xie Yunhuai was lightly patted on the head, but by the time he covered his forehead and tried to stop the person, Qin Fu'an had already moved past him.

Xie Yunhuai stood there for two seconds, then held his breath and sullenly washed up and went to bed.

I will absolutely not say another word to Qin Fu'an tonight!

At 21:30, the dormitory lights went out on time.

None of the players slept well that night.

Because they could always hear people walking back and forth outside the dormitory door, as well as knocking, chewing sounds, and all sorts of other noises, making the already dark night full of unsettling and dangerous variables.

When dawn broke, the first thing Yake said to Qin Fu'an as he walked out was an eager invitation: "Hey bro, why don't you come sleep in our dorm? We can all look out for each other, and we can take turns keeping watch or something."

He looked at Qin Fu'an expectantly, but did not notice the slender boy who had been following behind Qin Fu'an, who silently looked up at him after hearing his words.

Bai Song noticed this and wanted to remind Yake, but just as he was about to make a move, he was locked onto by the same gaze.

It was cold and gloomy, nothing like the boy who had been so eager to survive with his toy bubble machine yesterday.

Bai Song choked for a moment under that gaze, and consciously withdrew his outstretched hand that was about to remind Ark, silently listening to Ark's continued invitation to the big boss.

Qin Fu'an didn't see the struggle between Xie Yunhuai and Bai Song, but he did see the black tentacles tightly wrapped around Yake's neck.

Yak, unable to see or feel anything, was still eagerly awaiting Qin Fu'an's reply.

Qin Fu'an glanced at his neck and, unusually kind, refused, saying, "No need. As long as students don't go out at night and violate dormitory rules, there shouldn't be any danger."

The implication is that there's no need to live together.

Rejected, Ark shrugged regretfully: "Okay, you guys are going to the cafeteria, right? Let's go together..."

Before he could finish his attempt to ease the awkwardness by changing the subject, Xie Yunhuai impatiently walked past them.

Are these people conjoined twins? They have to do everything together.

Xie Yunhuai didn't know why he was impatient, but he had never liked these new classmates from the beginning. In his eyes, Zhao Jiayue was weak, Chen Qi was indifferent, Ya Ke was noisy, and Bai Song was a fence-sitter. None of them were as serious about going to school and listening to lectures as the other classmates.

Listening to the tentacles' unhappy mutterings, Qin Fu'an's smile deepened, but he didn't say anything to disturb Xie Yunhuai, who was walking forward alone with his head down.

These tendrils are like strands of thoughts extending from Xie Yunhuai's heart, far more lively and talkative than Xie Yunhuai himself.

But in this instance, only Qin Fu'an can see them, and only Qin Fu'an can hear these lively murmurs.

Xiao Xie, who likes to daydream, is slow-witted, and always reacts much slower, probably still doesn't realize that he has no secrets from Qin Fu'an.

Therefore, Qin Fu'an also knew that Xie Yunhuai, who said without hesitation last night that he did not like bubble machines, was lying.

"What a pity~" The saleswoman took the toy bubble machine from Qin Fu'an and sighed dramatically, "At such a young age, with only a few days left before the college entrance examination, how could she have died so quietly on the eve of the exam?"

It was such a fake performance; the corners of its lips curled up in a strange arc, and there wasn't a trace of regret or pity in its eyes.

Qin Fu'an didn't interrupt its little hobby of acting. After it finished, he took out his official teacher's certificate and asked the salesperson to get him a few more jars of honey.

The sales clerk then realized that he had been so engrossed in acting that he had almost neglected the generous customer!

It quickly put on an even more fawning smile, brought out five jars of honey and placed them on the counter, and then asked Qin Fu'an if he needed anything else.

"I want this too." Qin Fu'an tapped the bubble machine that the salesperson had placed on the counter with his knuckles.

Oh my, what a rich and foolish customer! A big client indeed!

The sales clerk immediately beamed and prepared to swipe the card to pay.

Unfortunately, when they received the bubble machine, Qin Fu'an pressed it down on the counter with a little force.

The sales clerk had a bad feeling and tried to grab it with force, but it wouldn't budge.

Salesperson: "...Aren't you going to buy it?"

It started to feel uneasy, as if it had overlooked something.

Sure enough, no sooner had it asked than the foolish and wealthy Qin Fu'an retorted in surprise, "Are you planning to sell it to me at the original price??"

His rising tone, his incredulous expression, the accusatory undertone... the saleswoman was completely flustered by his words.

This prop... this prop really shouldn't be sold at the original price?

After all, it was Qin Fu'an who helped find it, so he didn't ask for any extra benefits or rewards.

Furthermore, the prop already shows obvious signs of having been used, which means it's a second-hand item...

Qin Fu'an only asked one question, and the sales clerk had already nervously come up with many reasons to give him a discount. In just a few seconds, the sales clerk already had a new price in mind.

Finally, it stood at the door, watching with tears in its eyes as Qin Fu'an left the small supermarket with a full load of goods.

"Isn't this discount a bit too much?" His companion whispered to him after Qin Fu'an had disappeared from sight.

0.5 discount! I've never heard of such a low discount in my entire life!!

The sales clerk, with a deathly pale face, stared at her colleague and asked numbly, "Then which of his statements can be refuted?"

Not only the reasons he had thought of, Qin Fu'an also kindly and amicably added more reasons for it.

Their friendship, the favors they would do for each other in the future, helping to get the teacher's salary, indirectly helping to revitalize the small supermarket, buying snacks for the group of children who had never eaten snacks before to promote the business, and helping to expand customer traffic in the future...

Once Qin Fu'an opened his mouth, let alone a 50% discount, he could even give them all away for free if he wanted.

"He's still too kind." After discussing the reasons for a while, the two sales clerks tacitly exclaimed in the same way: "If only all humans were as warm, kind and easy to fool as him."

Qin Fu'an was unaware of and indifferent to the comments behind him. He carried the bags and packages that had almost emptied the small supermarket all the way back to the classroom. The student NPCs he encountered along the way would all obediently call him Teacher Qin.

Then he stared longingly at the oversized shopping bag in his hand.

When he arrived at the classroom, all the students in Class 4 of Senior Three stared at him with bright eyes. Even the players who had just finished their porridge breakfast looked like hungry little animals with their mouths open.

[Author's Note]

Anzai: Originally, I only wanted to raise one child...

Students: (Looking pitiful) Teacher Qin~ I'm so hungry~ I need food~

Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution:

8 bottles of Ruthless;

4 bottles returned to their final resting place;

One bottle of Xuan and Qingyu Guzhou;

Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!