Chapter 22

"Why did Teacher Cen suddenly ask us to go to the playground?"

"Don't ask. Teacher Cen must have his reasons for doing this. Just do as he says."

The team of 10,000 players was so long that there was no end in sight. They surged towards the main road and the interconnected paths of H University like a tide. The H University students who were originally walking on the road had to dodge into the green belt on the side, staring in amazement at the noisy group of people passing by them.

The seven thousand or so new players still had no idea about the horror of the game and tried to get more information from the old players. The old players looked at the new players who were both scared and excited, and couldn't help but think of themselves who were as naive as them a day ago.

The result? Still a lesson for the dungeon.

Thinking of this, some old players actually began to look forward to it secretly. When this group of newcomers who were ignorant of the world entered the dungeon, the expressions of broken defense on their faces would definitely be very interesting.

New and old players each had different thoughts in their minds. As they walked towards the playground according to the message in the group, they were all very curious about what Cen Xun would announce next.

As the saying goes, if you don't listen to your teacher, you will suffer the consequences. After experiencing the shock of being brutally slaughtered by monsters after running around last night, the old players have basically become as obedient as quails. From now on, as long as Cen Xun points east, they will never dare to go west.

This damn game is extremely unfriendly to players. The principal is fake, the monsters are ridiculously strong, players can die easily, and there is no option to quit the game. The combat power of the two sides is unbalanced, and players are in an extremely weak position. Under multiple despairs, players can only choose to help the only positive NPC, Professor Cen.

After they were trapped in the game, only Cen Xun gave them the guarantee to go home.

They have no other choice.

Ten thousand players arrived at the playground one after another. Because there was no organization, teams of three or four were scattered all over the playground. Cen Xun waited for a while and estimated that most people had arrived, so he picked up the microphone and walked up the steps leading to the rostrum.

Halfway through the walk, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Are you really going to do this?"

Cen Xun paused for a moment, his back cold and indifferent, without looking back: "Yes."

"Is it necessary?"

"It must be done."

"What if I must stop you?"

As if he had heard something very funny, Cen Xun chuckled, finally turned half sideways, and looked down at the young man in the audience. The disguised gentleness faded away, and the beautiful eyebrows hidden by the black hair were filled with extremely aggressive hostility and malice.

"Then I'll walk over your dead body."

Those amber eyes showed an inorganic coldness, like an unmeltable ice pond.

"Whoever stands in my way will die."

Without looking at the expression on the young man's face, Cen Xun turned around and went on stage without hesitation.

"How cruel! Did it have to end like this?"

Thousands of voices rushed towards Cen Xun. No matter how special the voice was, it was easily drowned out by the huge torrent.

Cen Xun lowered his eyelashes to hide the emotions in his eyes. After a moment, he picked up the microphone and his tone returned to calm.

"Everyone, be quiet."

There are two reasons why Cen Xun gathered the players to the playground.

1. The playground is large and can accommodate 10,000 players at the same time.

Second, the new players have not experienced the hell on earth last night, and their obedience is not as high as that of the old players. Only by letting them see the pile of corpses in the playground with their own eyes, will the new players be able to better execute his orders next time.

Time was running out, and after all the new and old players had gathered, Cen Xun didn't waste any time and went straight to the point, announcing the new discovery to the players, which was the corpse under the playground. After the players had personally inspected it, the sounds of vomiting rang out one after another.

Cen Xun did not give them any buffer time. He explained the rules of the dream world concisely and clearly, and then assigned them a task. Before entering the dream world, they must tell all the students in the school that the current principal has been replaced by the evil god, and the real principal is Cen Xun. Moreover, only Cen Xun can restore the school to normal.

The players had just seen the dense corpses and were still in a state of fear. How could they dare to question him? Besides, Cen Xun didn't ask them to kill or burn, he just wanted them to spread the news. How simple is that?

Fearing that their future fate would be the same as that of a corpse, the players were extremely obedient. At Cen Xun's command, all the players immediately dispersed to help him.

When Cen Xun came down from the podium, Zhang San was no longer there.

Cen Xun went to the radio station behind the rostrum, stared at the empty rostrum expressionlessly, and threw the microphone back heavily.

I raised my wrist and saw that the hands on my watch had already pointed to 2:50 p.m. Time was passing faster and there was only an hour and a half left until 6 p.m.

Cen Xun did not attend today's faculty meeting, but he had already had a fight with the principal last night, so it was just a absence from a meeting, which was not a big deal.

The teachers' meeting would not end until three o'clock. Guessing that the director of the school office had not yet come out of the lecture hall, Cen Xun dragged out a chair and sat down, resting his elbows on the control panel, tapping his fingers on his temples, and fell into deep thought.

He pulled out the nightmare system panel and presented it before his eyes.

After last night's battle, the settlement information was refreshed again.

[In this round of special scenes, you killed a total of 1168 low-level nightmare aliens, for a total of 1168 points, 235 intermediate-level nightmare aliens, for a total of 23,500 points, and 12 high-level nightmare aliens, for a total of 12,000 points, for a total of 36,668 points.]

[In this round of special scenes, you killed a total of 12 Blue-level Nightmare Monsters, for a total of 1200 points, 6 Green-level Nightmare Monsters, for a total of 6000 points, and 7 Green-level Nightmare Monsters, for a total of 70000 points, for a total of 77200 points.]

[In this round of special scenes, you caused approximately 4% damage to the Red-clothed Nightmare Monster, dropping 4,000,000 points]

The finger tapping the solar plexus suddenly stopped, and Cen Xun suddenly zoomed in on the screen and carefully counted the zeros on it.

How many zeros???

Cen Xun counted it several times before confirming that the number was four million!

Are the four million points on the principal special and worthless?

Moreover, he fought a desperate battle with the principal last night, but only caused 4% damage to the principal?

Cen Xun rubbed his brows with a headache. If 4% damage meant four million points, then the principal had at least 100 million points. Where on earth did the principal get so many points?

Soon Cen Xun figured out that what he wanted from students could only be obtained from them.

H University has more than 10,000 students. Assuming that each student's fear can generate 1,000 points, then the president can get 10 million points in each cycle.

And this damn cycle has lasted for sixteen rounds!

In other words, it is indeed possible for the principal to hold more than 100 million points.

Cen Xun: “I started to hate the rich.”

It seems that he made the right move last night by risking his life to fight the principal.

The person with the most points in the whole school is indeed the principal.

[In this round of special scenes, you have gained the faith of 3720 students. Current faith value: 3720]

[Total points earned in this round of special scenes: 4113868]

[Your points have reached the special status upgrade requirements. Do you want to upgrade the special status "Folklorist" to the Yellow Clothes level? ]

【whether】

Cen Xun chose "yes" with mixed feelings.

The system page refreshed instantly, and new personal information popped up.

[Monster Name: Cen Xun]

[Faction: Nightmare Faction]

[Monster Level: None (During the internal testing phase, all members of the Nightmare Camp have not awakened yet, so level assessment is not yet enabled)]

[Points earned: 4113868]

[Unlocked special identity: Folklorist (Yellow Level)]

[Temporary skills acquired: Mind Reading (Purple Level)

Note 1: This feature is only valid during the internal testing phase. After the game is officially launched, the usage conditions will be adjusted to 100 points/point.

Note 2: Currently this skill is ineffective against purple-level monsters or F-level or higher players.

[Special Identity: Folklorist (Yellow Level)]

[Special Skill 1 for this role: Nightmare Puppet Show (Yellow Level)]

[Special Effect Introduction: With flesh and blood souls as puppets, the world as the stage, the curtain rises. Who will take the stage this time?]

[Special Skill 2 for this role: Make Paper Come True (Qingyi Level)]

[Special Skill Introduction: The straw spirit becomes a spirit, making all things out of paper. Be careful not to put eyes on them.]

The special identity of Folklorist was upgraded from Blue Level to Yellow Level, but the exclusive skills did not increase. The skill of Making Paper Come True was not improved much either, it was only upgraded from Blue Level to Green Level.

Cen Xun guessed that the increase in skill level might be related to the number of monsters killed.

"Nightmare Puppet Show" is Cen Xun's commonly used skill. The more monsters he kills, the higher the experience points he will gain. "Paper Makes Reality" is rarely used, so the level increase is limited.

We still have to treat everyone equally, Cen Xun thought, maybe in the future we can just make a living giant panda out of paper?

After the settlement was completed, Cen Xun completely determined his next course of action.

Just like last night, I cleared the monsters first, then went to fight the BOSS to earn points. Four million today, four million tomorrow. Not to mention the red clothes, upgrading to orange clothes is definitely not a problem.

After figuring this out, Cen Xun checked the time, went to the school office, and once again controlled the director of the school office to tamper with the information on the questionnaire. He then went to the dormitory building, intending to wait there for the night to come.

But on the way to the dormitory building, Cen Xun always felt that someone was following him.

At first, Cen Xun thought the tracker was Zhang San, but on second thought, Cen Xun felt something was not right. Zhang San had obviously received professional training, and his tracking skills should not be so poor.

So Cen Xun turned and walked into the public toilet on the side of the road.

After waiting in the compartment for a while, the man followed in as expected. The tiny footsteps came from far away and got closer. The more cautious he was, the more guilty he seemed.

With a click, Cen Xun heard the toilet door being gently locked.

Apart from Zhang San, who else would deliberately target him?

Cen Xun became curious, so he did not use the puppet thread immediately. Instead, he pushed open the door of the compartment and walked out as if he had not noticed anything.

The people outside the door didn't expect him to come out suddenly and were immediately startled. After coming to their senses, they glared at him fiercely, their eyes full of deep hatred.

Cen Xun glanced across the tightly closed door, then looked at the young man in a hooded coat with a resentful look in his eyes. Strangely, Cen Xun inexplicably saw a hint of familiarity in that unfamiliar face.

Where have you seen this person?

Cen Xun was too lazy to think and simply asked him directly: "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"You don't remember me, bitch!" The young man glared at Cen Xun fiercely, his eyes almost spitting out anger, and his tone was full of malice: "You made me fall from the building and also caused me to lose a hand. I want you to pay with your life!"

As he spoke, he revealed the sharp boning knife hidden under his sleeve and approached Cen Xun with a sinister grin.

Cen Xun looked at him indifferently, unmoved.

It was not until he heard the word "falling from a building" that Cen Xun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he suddenly found the memory of this person in his mind.

"So it's you."

Cen Xun slowly laughed.

How could we forget this special player?

At the beginning of all the changes, it was this ungrateful player who gathered a group of people to block him in the classroom, causing him to fall from the building. The truth of the world was officially revealed to him.

"I haven't had the chance to thank you properly. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Facing the sharp knife, Cen Xun did not retreat but advanced, his tone so gentle that it made Gu Xingquan shudder: "You are not dead yet, it's great."

Gu Xingquan had never expected that his prey, instead of panicking, would say something so strange. His hideous, twisted smile froze on his face. "What do you mean?"

Cen Xun didn't answer, instead reaching out to touch the sharp knife pointed at him. "Students shouldn't use such dangerous things. I'll keep it for you for now."

Before Gu Xingquan could react, the boning knife in his hand suddenly shattered into pieces on the ground.

His fingers holding the knife handle were also chopped into pieces.

Blood splattered everywhere, and white finger bones wrapped in blood-red flesh rolled to the ground. Gu Xingquan screamed belatedly. This familiar scene almost made him mentally collapse: "Ahhh my hand, my hand!"

"Hush!" Cen Xun stepped forward, stepping on the blood and flesh on the ground. There was even a hint of laughter in his tone: "You brought a gift for the teacher. In return, the teacher also gave you a gift. Do you like it?"

Gu Xingquan took a step back in fear, his back pressed tightly against the wall, staring at the approaching black-haired man with horror in his eyes. The handsome face that once attracted him became extremely terrifying, no less than a devil from hell.

There was interest in Cen Xun's eyes. He was very curious about how Gu Xingquan was "resurrected".

The nightmare system had clearly told him that the player "Gu Xingquan" was the first kill he had achieved in the nightmare camp, but why was Gu Xingquan able to return to the game and stand in front of him?

"If I die in the game, I won't die in real life?" Cen Xun lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Xingquan, a smile gradually turning cold on his lips: "Could you trouble me to clear up this confusion, Mr. Gu?"

There was a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and then something seemed to be stirring wildly in his brain. Gu Xingquan opened his eyes wide, and a "hehe" sound came from his throat in fear and pain. He waved his arms slightly, as if trying to grab a life-saving straw from the air, but soon, his grasping hands dropped down weakly, and his eyes became dull.

Cen Xun closed his eyes and saw the memories of the "puppet" through the puppet threads.

He logged out of the game automatically after seeing Gu Xingquan's death. When he wanted to log in again, he found that his game account had been frozen by administrator 01.

So Gu Xingquan went to his mother in a rage and pestered her to find a way to unblock his frozen game account.

Just then, his father returned home with a

The moment he saw the man walking out, Cen Xun suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes. As a last resort, he could only temporarily withdraw the puppet thread to alleviate the impact brought by the man.

The reason for the sting was simple: Cen Xun had spied on a higher-level being. Even if it was only a figure that existed in other people's memories, that being would not allow others to spy on it.

Cen Xun endured the headache and stabbed the puppet thread into Gu Xingquan's eyebrows again.

This time he did not directly spy on that existence, but only had a general understanding of what happened at that time.

The unknown being cut off one of Gu Xingquan's hands and then left.

After receiving treatment, Gu Xingquan made a big fuss and asked his parents to punish the person who caused him to lose his hand. But this time, his parents, who had always been obedient to him, did not agree to his request, but scolded him severely.

Cen Xun could see the fleeting fear on the faces of Gu Xingquan's parents. It was obvious that that person was someone even Gu Xingquan's parents were afraid of.

One day later, someone suddenly found Gu Xingquan and said that they could help Gu Xingquan unblock his account as long as he could do one thing for them.

Seeing this, Cen Xun's eyes felt stinging again.

It's something you can't look at.

Cen Xun pulled out the puppet thread with a sullen face, ignoring the unconscious Gu Xingquan, and let out a deep breath.

From Gu Xingquan's memory, he found several points for consideration.

1. Although the position of the person who chopped off Gu Xingquan's hand is unclear, his power and authority are definitely higher than that of his father, the chairman of the committee.

2. Someone wanted to kill him, and for this purpose he went so far as to find Gu Xingquan, with whom he had had a conflict, and wanted to use Gu Xingquan to get rid of him.

This is very interesting. Gu Xingquan is obviously an idiot. Why did those people have to find Gu Xingquan to kill him instead of looking for other brave and resourceful players?

Cen Xun thought for a moment, because only Gu Xingquan had a conflict with him and had the motive to kill him, killing him would not arouse suspicion, and people would only think it was a case of personal revenge.

So, a new question arises. It’s just killing an inconspicuous NPC, why would the person behind the scenes be so cautious?

His eye sockets and temples began to ache slightly, and Cen Xun had no choice but to give up thinking and wipe the corners of his eyes.

A few drops of blood remained on his fingertips. Cen Xun stared at the glaring color for a moment, then looked at Gu Xingquan lying on the ground with an unclear expression.

This person is still useful, so let's keep him for now.

As time slowly speeds up, night falls quickly.

This time, all the players followed Cen Xun closely. With Cen Xun's protection and the demonstration of the old players, the new players quickly mastered the way to use superpowers in the dream world, and joined the battle with fear and excitement.

[Current Faith Value: 12506]

Current Faith Value: 12563

Current Faith Value: 12572

This is the seventeenth cycle.

With the experience from the previous round, the number of surviving H university students began to increase significantly. However, after twenty minutes, the rate of increase in faith value began to reach saturation.

Not all students are fools. Even if players spread the word that "Professor Cen is the real principal" during the day, there will definitely be some students who will not believe it easily.

Cen Xun felt that this was normal. If you want others to accept new things, you must of course present facts and evidence.

So this time, Cen Xun went directly to the principal's office, lured the principal out, and then took him for a walk around the dormitory area.

In the seventeenth round, Cen Xun failed in his challenge to the principal and died at the hands of the principal.

His vision was filled with blood. Cen Xun looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky lazily. Before closing his eyes, a question suddenly flashed through his mind.

Where did Zhang San go?

Don't tell me she did something bad behind his back.

In the next round, I must tie him up tightly and keep him by my side.