Chapter 46 Un Entertainment: A white line climbed up Jiang Yang's shoulder and lingered...

"All artists, proceed to the lobby immediately."

The announcement came on, and after a few seconds, Huang Er added, "Ten minutes."

Ji Yang bent down and picked up the miniature camera from the ground. Nan Ke adjusted his state, and the addition of a nasal tone gave him a touch of coquettishness.

Nan Ke said, "The camera should be given to Meng Jiang."

The implication is that if Ji Yang wants to keep him, he needs to negotiate with Meng Jiang himself.

"Okay," without saying anything else, Ji Yang deftly put the camera into his pocket.

The four of them were sent out together when the acting class was suspended.

As light streamed through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Yang couldn't help but squint. After squinting, he realized they were standing in front of the office on the 12th floor.

Five minutes is not a short time, but when the four rushed to the elevator, they found that the elevator had stopped working at some point.

After exchanging glances, they had no choice but to go upstairs.

The stairwell lights flickered, and the group ran down the stairs with their heads down. As they ran, Jiang Yang gradually slowed down.

His gaze fell on the wall, his finger traced it, then he brought it to his nose and gently rubbed it. The stench of blood hit him, and he couldn't help but gag.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yang was at the front, having gone down one level more than the other three.

Jiang Yang leaned over the railing and looked down, meeting Ji Yang's gaze as he looked up. She took a breath and said, "There's blood seeping from the wall."

Huang Er quickly licked his lips against the wall. "There is blood, and it's quite heavy."

"Time is running out, let's move on. Huang Er, please be careful."

Ji Yang calmly explained that they were currently on the sixth floor and should simply return to the lobby to regroup; there was no need to cause any unnecessary trouble.

They had only gone down two more floors when Ji Yang suddenly stopped. He waved his hands behind his back twice, and everyone held their breath.

Nan Ke crept forward quietly, and soon Jiang Yang saw Ji Yang rushing forward with a long sword in his hand.

But as they retreated, Ji Yang and Nan Ke's faces became extremely solemn.

The two exchanged a few words. Ji Yang glanced back at Jiang Yang, while Nan Ke stepped back to his side and said in a low voice, "That's the doctor up ahead."

[Un Entertainment Observation Room - Nan Ke's Perspective]

"Ahhh, Ji Yang is so handsome! Ahhhhh!"

"To be honest, Ji Yang has been getting into fights a lot lately. Wasn't he someone who didn't like to fight before?"

"Don't you even look who he's with now? Tsk tsk tsk, he's about to show off his pheasant!"

"Speaking of which, when will Borderlands release a CP Killer Ranking? That would expose a bunch of secret relationships."

"Get this straight, okay? This is a horror game!"

[Unlock Monster: Rat Doctor]

Please help the doctor find his killer.

Ji Yang's idea was that if the murderer couldn't be found, he could kill him again, which would make the murderer obvious.

The method was correct, but I still failed to execute it this time.

"Could it be that the method of killing was different?" Huang Er guessed.

Jiang Yang recalled the way the doctor died in front of the cave entrance, "with this," the small dagger with a purple copper handle stuck in his chest.

Nan Ke grasped the object and reached Ji Yang's side again. Ji Yang made another move, and this time, without Nan Ke needing to return to deliver the message, Jiang Yang understood that he had failed again.

The young man stared down at the steps, filtering information through his mind bit by bit.

The doctor he saw did indeed die like that...

Jiang Yang heard inhuman footsteps coming from downstairs. Looking over, he saw the doctor's figure moving up half a floor.

With no solution in sight, Ji Yang and Nan Ke were forced to retreat.

However, getting closer made it easier for Jiang Yang to observe. Apart from the bloody hole in the doctor's chest, there were no other signs of injury on his body, which meant that the death must have been caused by the copper knife.

So the problem might just lie with Ji Yang.

No, it should be from rabbits... or mice.

Who killed the doctor?

Theoretically speaking, rabbits and mice are about equally likely to kill a doctor.

Therefore, based on this, Jiang Yang was considering who could kill the doctor.

Did you kill the doctor in the infirmary?

"What! He's dead!"

Jiang Yang recalled Hu Xiaofeng's smile, turned to look at Ji Yang, and said, "Give me the mask."

“You can’t wear it anymore,” Ji Yang said, taking out the rat mask. The cracked marks on the mask made the entire rat head look unusually sinister and eerie.

You really can't wear it anymore.

But they had no better options.

The rat doctor went up another half floor. Jiang Yang and Ji Yang each held a corner of the rat mask and pulled at it. Ji Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go."

Jiang Yang yanked hard, "Damn it!"

After just two rounds of fighting, Ji Yang's already weakened body was once again severely depleted, and Jiang Yang's attitude was very firm.

"Let go, I have a way," Nan Ke said helplessly, grabbing the rat's face to prevent it from being damaged. Jiang Yang and Ji Yang had no choice but to put it down.

Nan Ke handed the rat-faced mask to Jiang Yang, saying, "Go ahead."

Ji Yang was dissatisfied, and Nan Ke solemnly emphasized, "Only Jiang Yang can go."

Nan Ke thought that all they needed to do was suppress the negative effects of the masks.

The simplest way to achieve this is to introduce a larger intervention from the outside.

For example, the curse of the stars.

When the curse of the stars affects Jiang Yang first, the side effects of the mask naturally disappear.

Ji Yang's physical condition was not able to withstand such pressure, which is why Nan Ke insisted that Jiang Yang complete the task.

“No problem,” Jiang Yang agreed.

Ji Yang considered the feasibility briefly and did not continue to express his objections.

Nan Ke emerged with Xingxing in tow, taking a deep breath to calm herself. "Put on the mask first. It might hurt a little, so bear with it."

The young man pursed his lips, becoming nervous under the influence of others.

After upgrading the Star Line, this was the first time Nan Ke had used it, aside from using curses to scare Xiong Bingxin and Maple.

The rat-like face twisted into a terrifying shape on Jiang Yang's face, and his clean and delicate skin could even be seen along the cracks.

Soon, bluish marks with patterns similar to a rat's face appeared on his skin. Jiang Yang's eyes flashed with a beastly light, and his lips parted slightly, letting out a low hissing sound from his throat.

Rationality gradually faded, and Nan Ke waited patiently.

Now!

A white line climbed up Jiang Yang's shoulder, the swirling mist and the rat face intertwined and confronted each other, and Ji Yang stuffed a small knife that still carried the warmth of a person into his palm. Jiang Yang was pulled back to his senses and took a step towards the rat doctor who was less than ten steps away.

Fear from the depths of his soul made the rat doctor try to escape, but Ji Yang threw a deck of cards at him, trapping it in place.

Jiang Yang stepped forward, raised the small dagger with a purple copper handle in his hand, and plunged it into the rat doctor's chest.

He guessed right.

It was indeed a rat that killed the rat doctor.

All his strength was drained away, and Jiang Yang collapsed to the ground.

Ji Yang clung to the railing, leaped into the air, and landed beside the person, turning back to look at Nan Ke.

Nan Ke knowingly withdrew the white line, and then Ji Yang reached out and removed the rat mask from the person's face.

"Recovery agent," Ji Yang said calmly.

Huang Er, the last tool to arrive, resignedly took it out.

One bottle wasn't enough, so Huang Er reluctantly took another one.

After two bottles, Jiang Yang finally woke up, her face showing relief. "I really thought I was going to die."

It wasn't the pain Nan Ke described, but rather a feeling of realizing that I was being eaten and assimilated little by little.

"No, it won't happen," Ji Yang said firmly.

He reached out his hand to Jiang Yang, who used it to stand up.

He glanced down at the rat doctor's corpse and a new question arose in his mind.

Why would a rat kill a rat doctor?

Without much thought, the group ran downstairs again.

Finally, just before ten minutes had passed, the door to the stairwell on the first floor was pushed open with a bang.

Ali was about to speak when she heard the noise and the corners of her mouth curled up. "It's time, so we won't wait any longer."

Ali was the only one on stage, while the members of Group B below looked worried. Ali continued, "The manager who led Group B died today. I am very disappointed. Therefore, all the artists in Group B will be unable to participate in the next assessment. Please line up and leave with me immediately."

This time, Ali's message was much clearer.

Someone asked, "Where are we going?"

"If you don't want to go, you don't have to."

Ali's cold, mocking breath came through the microphone. Nan Ke hesitated for a moment, then said, "You guys go to class, we'll go."

Nan Ke and Huang Er were the first to head to Ali's queue, and the man who had just asked the question did not move.

Ali didn't force him, and Jiang Yang looked around and found that several people in Group B hadn't moved.

Meng Jiang and Azi joined the group, briefly discussed the camera ownership issue with Nan Ke, and then looked over at Ji Yang.

Jiang Yang asked softly, "Are you just going to stay like this?"

"It's alright, he can't take it away," Ji Yang said arrogantly, his hands in his pockets.

The young man secretly pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "What a show-off."

Suddenly remembering something, she looked up and glanced around again. "Hoshino and Tsukie aren't here either."

I didn't come to the assembly; I don't know if I'll be able to come to class this afternoon.

It's not even one o'clock yet. When Ali left with his group, he also informed Team A to disband.

After the intense mental strain subsided, Jiang Yang and Ji Yang chose to return to their dormitory.

As soon as the door closed, the young man collapsed headfirst onto the bed, his voice muffled as he mumbled from under the covers, "I'm exhausted."

The heavy object landed next to Jiang Yang, who was startled. She struggled to sit up and found a tightly wrapped piece of corn next to her.

"Eat something, it's not that your stomach is bad."

"I'm not hungry at all," Jiang Yang said, rubbing her stomach, still trying to be stubborn, but a rumbling sound immediately exposed her lie.

Ji Yang suppressed a laugh and said, "Eat, I'm not hungry."

The corn eventually ended up in Jiang Yang's stomach.

Jiang Yang ate with a slow and elegant pace. Neither of them spoke, and the only sound in the room was the sound of him chewing.

To break the ice, Jiang Yang started a conversation, "What do you think would happen if Roue died too?"

According to existing rules, if the executive agent of a course dies, the artist will be taken away.

However, the purpose of their current training is to prepare for the upcoming assessment.

What if all the players were taken away?

What would happen if no one conducted the assessment?

Of course, another consideration for Jiang Yang in killing Roue was that Ji Yang was indeed still affected by the dialogue lessons.

"We can't directly attack the NPCs."

Ji Yang's original intention was to stop Jiang Yang, but Jiang Yang interpreted it as "we can try a different approach."

The young man took a big bite of the last corn, his eyes crinkling with laughter.