Chapter 59

"As of 12:00 PM today, all systems within Nightmare University have been upgraded. Pinqiang Digital City has already begun construction and is expected to complete the installation of electronic eye systems throughout the entire university within five days."

Ursa reported, holding a tablet.

Cen Xun leaned against the head of the bed and said "hmm" lightly. There was a laptop on his lap and he was playing a shooting game.

As soon as the shot went off, the person on the screen who was running for his life with his head in his hands let out a scream of pain. At the same time, Tong Ming, who was kneeling timidly beside the bed, also trembled all over.

Wusa withdrew his gaze with sympathy. It was difficult to persuade the suicidal man with good words, and he was dealt with again.

Shaking his head, Wusa put down the tablet, took out a few packets of donkey-hide gelatin cake from his pocket, and placed them next to Cen Xun's hand with bright eyes.

Cen Xun took a quick look in his busy schedule and asked, "What is it?"

Wusa: "It's a blood tonic. I got it from the health product section in Jingdu Business District. The salesperson there said it's the best for blood tonic."

Cen Xun played the spoiler, ruthlessly exposing the truth: "Health supplements are all fake."

Wu Sa insisted, "It's not fake. Qin Xiu gave me fish oil before, and my hair really grew a lot. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

He changed back into cat form and jumped to Cen Xun's side, puffing out his chest to show off his smooth and beautiful long hair.

Cen Xun looked at it a few more times, and finally took his hands off the keyboard. He casually touched the thick, soft hair and gave a positive comment: "It's indeed a lot."

Wusa was recognized and lowered his head to pick up a bag of donkey-hide gelatin cakes and put them next to Cen Xun. He squatted beside him and looked at him, shaking his fluffy tail. "The salesperson said this is also sweet and delicious."

Cen Xun reluctantly gave Secretary Cat some face, opened a package, tasted it, and frowned slightly: "It tastes a bit strange."

"Really?" Wusa hesitantly leaned in to take a closer sniff, then immediately squinted his eyes, driven back by the strange smell. "It's a bit strange indeed. It seems like I've been tricked by the salesperson again."

Tong Ming, who was kneeling beside him, finally couldn't help but say, "He's a salesman, so of course he's going to sell his products in a whimsical way. Secretary Wu, aren't you too naive? How dare he even bully the employees of your own Ghost Domain?"

Before Wu Sa could even speak, Cen Xun's cold voice rang out: "Secretary Wu at least thought of me and brought me some health supplements. Look at you, you're not even half as steady and sensible as Secretary Wu."

Tong Ming shut up instantly.

"It seems you all have too much free time," Cen Xun patted the cat's head and sneered, "Since you're so free, Lao Liu, go mop all the men's restrooms in the school."

Tong Ming looked up suddenly when he heard that, in disbelief: "What! Brother, you actually want me to mop the toilet? No, brother!!"

Cen Xun remained unmoved, turning to the computer screen expressionlessly. "As for you, Lao Ba, go make me ten sets of Nightmare University renderings with different themes. If you don't do it well, I'll burn the hard drive containing your real body over a fire. Got it?"

A very frightened “(ΩДΩ)” immediately appeared on the computer screen.

Tong Ming crawled over on his knees, lying beside the bed and wailing miserably: "Brother, I'm your biological brother! How can you bear to make me sweep the toilet!"

Cen Xun ignored Tong Ming beside the bed and picked up Wu Sa: "Secretary Wu is still the one who wins my heart."

"Secretary Wu cares about the principal, so your salary will be increased by 100."

Ursa immediately let out a happy purr from his throat.

Tong Ming's face was ashen.

Okay, okay, you can be gentle and kind to your ex-husband and the cow cat, but you hit your own brother hard. Why?

Even if we take a step back, aren't his thousands of eyes, which are clearly black and white, black and white?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more wronged he felt. Tong Ming lay on the edge of the bed and pounded the bed in grief: "Fourth brother, why can't you pamper me too? My eyes are also black and white!"

Yaxu also typed a line of large characters on the public screen: "My keyboard and screen are also black and white!!!"

Cen Xun ended the topic with just one sentence without even raising his head.

"You have no hair."

""

The wind stopped and his heart died. It turned out that his brother was obsessed with black and white fur. What a painful realization.

Wusa's white-gloved paws stepped on the corner of Cen Xun's quilt and watched Tong Ming leave like a wandering ghost. "Dean Tong seems very pitiful."

"There's always something hateful about a pitiful person," Cen Xun said, unsurprised. He switched from the shooting game to the dress-up game. "While you were feeling sorry for him, he was probably already planning how to eavesdrop in the bathroom."

Ursa was shocked: "No, no way?"

Cen Xun dressed the model on the screen in a black and white maid outfit, adjusting the angles to admire her repeatedly. His previous gloom vanished. "So don't easily feel sympathy for someone, because you have no idea if they're acting or not."

Ursa nodded thoughtfully, "Like you, Principal?"

Cen Xun didn't answer, but just looked at the screen and smiled slightly.

The principal was slacking off, and Wu Sa had nothing to do for the time being, so he lay on his side, turned over to expose his belly, and looked at Cen Xun from behind.

Cen Xun's shoulder injury had mostly healed, but the lost blood was not replenished so quickly, and his face was still a little pale. Apart from this, Wu Sa suddenly felt that there seemed to be something else different.

He stared at Cen Xun for a moment without blinking, and finally figured out what was different.

The principal's hair seems to have grown a little longer?

It was only slightly longer before, but now it has grown to the back of the neck and can be tied into a small bun.

Wu Sa thought about it, turned over, got up, and jumped off the bed. After a moment, he came back, lowered his head, and placed the black hairband in his mouth next to Cen Xun's hand.

Cen Xun saw the hairband and touched his hair belatedly, his expression unclear: "It's gotten longer."

He didn't say anything else, picked up the hairband that the kitten brought him, and tied his hair up casually.

In order to welcome the second batch of public beta players, Nightmare University has been expanding and recruiting new faculty and staff recently.

At this time, a new batch of faculty and staff recruited from the major affiliated strange domains have entered the school. Originally, after receiving these new employees, the Human Resources Department needed to manually enter the registration information and then assign positions. The workload was very heavy. Now there is a new system [Ya Xu] to assist in office work, batch entry, and intelligent allocation. The efficiency of the Human Resources Department has increased several times.

The addition of a large number of new faculty and staff filled the vacancies brought about by the teacher-led internship model. During this period, the first batch of players participating in the new internship model were divided into several small teams. Under the leadership of the dean, vice dean, and professors, they set out on an expedition to strike hard at those strange areas that reduced the mortality rate.

If all goes well, when they come back, the affiliated ghost domains of Nightmare University will not be limited to this city. As more and more affiliated ghost domains are located in other cities, the sphere of influence of Nightmare University will radiate to the entire Nightmare World until it swallows up the entire Nightmare World.

In order to fulfill the principal's grand ambition, everyone in Nightmare University became busy, and the person who was the most idle in the whole school was the principal himself.

Cen Xun actually didn't want to slack off, but after swallowing 60% of Yaxu's power, Cen Xun had not yet digested all of it.

People tend to feel sleepy after eating, and the same is true for monsters. After devouring their own kind, the most common way for monsters to digest is to find a safe place to sleep. As a monster in a semi-awake state, Cen Xun can neither completely enter a sleeping state nor stay completely awake. The final result is that he can't lift his spirits and is too lazy to move.

Anyway, apart from reshooting variety show scenes, he had nothing else to do for the time being, so Cen Xun simply let things go and lay on the rocking chair on the balcony, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

While sunbathing, Cen Xun regained consciousness and was awakened by the sound of pots and pans colliding in the public kitchen.

After a while, as the footsteps approached, a sweet smell wafted over.

Someone who claimed he would not come again came over with a bowl of soup, leaned over with a cold face, and placed the steaming bowl of soup on the coffee table next to the recliner.

Cen Xun glanced at the bowl of red soup and raised an eyebrow. "It's so red, is there your blood in it?"

Feng Jihan said in a hard tone, "I just added brown sugar."

Cen Xun picked up the bowl and scooped up the red beans with a spoon, thinking: "So it's poisoned?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. It's just a five-red soup for replenishing blood." Feng Jihan said unhappily, "Do you think I'm stupid? If you die now, you will fully awaken. What good will it do me?"

"So this is why your Heresy Monitoring Bureau hasn't sent anyone to kill me recently," Cen Xun narrowed his eyes slightly. "Shouldn't they be begging me not to die?"

Thinking of this, Cen Xun suddenly realized something. He leaned back in his chair and smiled at Feng Jihan: "Go back and tell the Heretic Monitoring Bureau to pack you up and send you to me within one day, otherwise I will commit suicide immediately."

Even though he had lost his memory, why was he still using this threatening rhetoric? Feng Jihan was almost pissed off: "This bowl of soup can't shut you up? Do you want to drink it or not? If not, I'm leaving."

Cen Xun said slowly, "I don't drink pure soup, I only drink blood-added soup."

Feng Jihan: "Are you some kind of vampire? If you don't want to drink it, just give it back to me."

Cen Xun held the bowl and dodged Feng Jihan's outstretched hand: "I didn't say I don't want to drink."

Seeing that he finally moved the spoon, Feng Jihan ignored him and stood on the balcony looking down. Cen Xun's dormitory was not on a high floor, and looking out from the balcony, he could only see lush trees.

A light breeze rustled Feng Jihan's long silver hair. After a long silence, Feng Jihan said in an ambiguous tone, "You Nightmare University has taken over the surrounding area so quickly. You're quite ambitious."

Cen Xun drank his soup and replied perfunctorily, lacking interest: "Really? I'm not quite sure."

Feng Jihan turned around and looked at him, his clear, glassy eyes seeming to see through all the vanity in the world: "You are a member of Nightmare University, don't you really know?"

The rocking chair beneath Cen Xun rocked slightly as he said leisurely, "As you can see, I'm the only idle person, and now I'm being excluded by the entire team."

"Stop pretending." Feng Jihan came to his side and looked down at him calmly: "It was you who unilaterally excluded the entire team."

Cen Xun opened his eyelids, and at that moment, Feng Jihan stretched out his leg and stopped his rocking chair.

"Also, next time before you say you're injured, remember to cut your hair."

Feng Jihan leaned forward slightly, his eyes sweeping across Cen Xun's black hair, which was tied into a small bun. He smiled without emotion, but said with a hint of meaning, "It seems that Teacher Cen's food has been good recently, and it's very nutritious."

Cen Xun paused, then said calmly, "You know quite a lot."

As Feng Jihan leaned forward, his silver hair fell like a curtain, almost covering Cen Xun. Cen Xun brushed away some of the hair that fell on his face and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Will it be longer than yours in the future?"

"If you're asking about hair, probably."

This time, Cen Xun really laughed. He hooked a few strands of silver hair with his fingers, grasped them in his hand, and pulled them down. Feng Jihan could only lean down according to his force and support himself on the armrest.

"If I'm not asking about the hair, what else could it be?" Cen Xun put the bowl of soup back on the coffee table and used his free hand to grab the other side of the silver hair, making Feng Jihan completely unable to straighten his back. "What are you thinking about?"

Feng Jihan calmly tried to pry Cen Xun's hand away from his hair and denied it, "I didn't think anything of it."

Cen Xun didn't let him pry his hands apart, but instead pulled him down even harder until their faces were almost touching.

"Will you tell the Heresy Monitoring Bureau about this?" Cen Xun sighed, as if helpless. "What do I have to do to keep this secret for me?"

"Then let's trade it for another secret," Feng Jihan tried his best to keep a clear mind amidst the magnified beauty: "Tell me, who is the president of Nightmare University?"

Cen Xun laughed and said, "Why should I exchange it for a more valuable secret?"

"If you want to know so much, why don't you go directly to the principal's office?" Cen Xun caressed the side of his face with the back of his finger and lowered his voice as if to coax him: "No one is forbidding you to go."

I don't know if it was because my face was rubbed too itchy or because my ears were itchy, but Feng Jihan's ears suddenly turned red. His eyes flashed slightly, and he said with forced calmness: "You are always scheming. I don't believe you. If you don't tell me, then don't tell me. I will go back to the police station and report you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Xun's hand was empty, and a swaying bird feather floated down from the sky and landed lightly in the palm of Cen Xun's hand.

Cen Xun looked at the bird feather in his hand with obscure eyes.

It's like this every time, jumping around outside the trap, trying again and again, but just not jumping into the trap.

Feng Jihan knew him too well and was very vigilant, which greatly increased the difficulty of capturing Feng Jihan.

"A wary little bird."

The more you can't get, the more agitated you become. Cen Xun looked at the black and white bird feathers facing the sun above his head, and curled his lips slightly: "Run, I'll catch you soon."