Wen Qing lowered his eyes, thinking about everything that happened after entering the copy.

There are no supernatural events, nor any non-human creatures like mermen.

Dezhi High School is a very ordinary high school. The only abnormality is the attitude of one class of students towards transfer students.

Jiang Yan looked at the burning cigarette butt and said, "Since we can't use props, it is highly likely that there will be no monsters in this copy."

"We only have to deal with one class of students."

Wen Qing suddenly realized.

The difficulty of the monster copy is not that high. A month is a long time for the players. The students have no intention of killing anyone. They are just toying with the players.

No wonder the main quest is to survive in a class for a month.

Jiang Yan blew out a smoke ring and said, "There is one more thing."

"At present, it seems that all students in the class have to listen to Fu Ranxiu."

“Not including transfer students.”

Wen Qing was stunned, he ignored this point.

Jiang Yan smoked a cigarette and continued to analyze: "Being able to enter this copy means that from the school's perspective, we are a class of students."

"But from the perspective of Class 1, we are not," Wen Qing continued following Jiang Yan's words. He blinked and remembered something, "Students from other classes said that the students in Class 1 are very united."

"It's not obvious at ordinary times, but it was very obvious when Zhang Yang threatened Wang Feng in the gym."

Jiang Yan half-closed his eyes and said lightly, "It's been three years. In a place like this school, the news about Class 1 has not spread. There is a problem."

Everyone likes gossip, so it's inevitable that they will mention a thing or two and reveal a secret.

It is obvious that the people in Class 1 do not want to speak, but they cannot speak.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she asked in a low voice, "Will I die if I don't follow the rules and don't listen to Fu Ranxiu?"

Jiang Yan took the last puff of his cigarette and extinguished it: "Almost 100% correct."

"Fu Ranxiu must have done something three years ago, and everyone in class 1 was involved."

Three years ago...

Wen Qing inevitably thought of Ji Sheng's text message.

It was also three years ago that Ji Sheng asked Song Xuan to introduce Fu Ranxiu.

And judging from the style of this copy, it looks very much like Ji Yu.

Very bad.

The top students in Class 1 are involved in school violence. The former bad students seem to be punishing evil and promoting good, but in fact they are still involved in violence in the class. The other students in the school know nothing about this, do not believe the transfer students, and praise the people in Class 1.

But this is a weird copy...

Wen Qing sat on a stone pier nearby, hesitated for a moment, and called out to 001 in his heart: [System.]

001 did not respond.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment. Usually 001 would respond.

What happened today?

He called out again: [System.]

This time 001 hummed.

[Yes, I am here.]

Wen Qing was a little confused: [Didn’t you hear me calling you just now? ]

001 said calmly: [Something happened just now.]

Wen Qing was shocked. Could there be something wrong with the system?

He thought the system was to assist players wholeheartedly and didn't need to do anything else.

001 said: [I have a lot of things to do, especially recently. ]

Wen Qing didn't pay attention to the first half of 001's sentence, his attention was all on the second half.

Recently?

He asked curiously: [What happened recently? ]

001 was quiet for a while, then uttered six words: [Maintain world peace.]

That’s ridiculous…

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, recalling 001's recent strange behavior, and asked tentatively: [Were you watching a movie just now? ]

001: […No.]

Wen Qing thought, even if I were looking at you, you wouldn’t admit it.

He stopped dwelling on this matter and directly asked 001 something more important: [Will Gods appear in the strange dungeon? ]

001: [No.]

Wen Qing asked again: [Will there be anything related to God? ]

001: [Not necessarily.]

This is the same as no answer.

Wen Qing asked: [What is the official explanation for the strange copy? ]

001 paused, and said to him: [There is no official explanation.]

Wen Qing was stunned: [Ah? ]

001 said calmly: [Human level, monster level, and god level are just three different levels of difficulty, and the rewards for the three levels are different.]

Wen Qing couldn't help but frowned: [Isn't it divided according to the boss's level? ]

001 stopped talking.

Can't I say this?

Wen Qing muttered to himself, and said to 001: "You continue watching the movie, I'll ask someone else."

001: [……]

Wen Qing tilted her head and wanted to ask Jiang Yan, but happened to meet Jiang Yan's direct gaze.

Jiang Yan had been looking at him.

Wen Qing inexplicably felt that the way Song Xuan looked at him was a bit similar.

He was stunned for a moment, then asked directly: "Do you know that the level of the dungeon is related to the level of the boss?"

"Were you just thinking about this just now?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Wen nodded gently.

Jiang Yan curved his eyebrows and replied, "Of course it is related. It determines the boss's upper limit."

Wen Qing pondered for a while, then asked, "Does that mean that gods really won't appear in the strange dungeon?"

Jiang Yan paused and looked at Wen Qing deeply: "No god will appear."

Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard Jiang Yan say, "But if gods only have strange abilities, or have no abilities at all, and are the same as ordinary people..."

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan in a daze.

Jiang Yan continued, "The level of the dungeon represents the difficulty, and the statement related to the boss level is just a summary made by everyone."

"If God is like an ordinary person, then to us, he is not threatening, he is just an ordinary person."

Wen Qing understood.

This copy may really be related to Ji Yu.

Jiang Yan curled his lips and asked slowly, "So why do you suspect it has something to do with God?"

"Fierce."

He crossed his legs, swayed on his toes, and looked at Wen Qing with a smile: "This is a strange copy, players will not associate it with gods."

“Are You Doubting God?”

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, he was doubting God.

But he couldn't say anything about the guide.

Seeing that he remained silent, Jiang Yan did not ask any further questions. He whistled, held his chin, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Sure enough, men with secrets are the most charming."

"Come here Wen Meng, let your sister kiss you."

Just as he finished speaking, the rooftop door was slammed open.

Song Xuan stood in the backlight, his hair was slightly messy and his breathing was a little rapid, obviously he had run up.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Yan sternly: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yan raised his chin slightly and said nonchalantly, "I'm flirting."

Wen Qing: “…”

Song Xuan's face darkened and he quickly walked up to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing: "...We were just chatting."

Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Wen Qing hummed, not knowing what to say.

They were talking about the copy.

Of course I can’t tell Song Xuan.

Seeing this, Song Xuan's face became even more sour: "Is there anything I can't know?"

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Flirting words."

Wen Qing: “…”

He knew that Jiang Yan and Song Xuan didn't get along, but he didn't expect that they still had the energy to make trouble at this time.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan coldly, then stared at him with a look of hostility between his brows: "Did he tease you?"

Wen Qing was silent.

The conversation between Song Xuan and Jiang Yan slightly eased his tense nerves.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Wen Qing couldn't help but shiver.

He gathered his sleeves and did not answer Song Xuan's question.

Wen Qing glanced at Song Xuan, who had a sour face, then looked at Jiang Yan, who was smiling, and changed the subject: "It's a bit cold."

The two people who were at a stalemate looked at him at the same time and said in unison: "Are you cold?"

Wen let out a breath and continued to change the subject: "How long are we going to stay here?"

"Wait until Fu Ranxiu notifies you next time?"

Song Xuan glanced at the time and said, "No need."

"Let's go to bed."

Wen Qing looked at him blankly: "Sleep?"

Song Xuan responded: "They all went back to the dormitory to rest."

"It'll be fine at this point."

Jiang Yan sneered.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, these people were really playing players.

The players were frightened and went back to their dormitories to sleep.

The teaching building is currently safe. Jiang Yan walked and looked around, stopped at the door of an office, pried it open, and said to the two: "Let's go here."

This is a separate small office, with a desk and chair taking up half of the area, and a single folding bed placed in the remaining space.

Song Xuan said directly to Wen Qing: "You sleep."

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan: "Go to sleep."

Song Xuan's face darkened again and he stared at Jiang Yan solemnly.

Jiang Yan chuckled and said, "I'm not sleepy, you take a rest first."

Wen Qing was really a little sleepy. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Then call me in an hour."

Song Xuan was about to scold Jiang Yan when he heard Wen Qing say again: "The three of us take turns to rest."

We, the three of us...

Song Xuan was slightly distracted and instinctively ignored Jiang Yan.

Wen Qing is concerned about him.

Wen Qing didn't get on the bed and said, "I'm going to the bathroom first."

Song Xuan followed immediately.

Wen Qing paused and turned to look at him: "Are you going too?"

Song Xuan hummed: "It depends on you."

Wen Qing: “…”

"Need not!"

After saying that, he immediately walked out of the office and closed the door.

Only Song Xuan and Jiang Yan were left in the office.

Song Xuan leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes and stared at Jiang Yan.

He pulled up the corner of his mouth, and felt a slight pain in the area that was bitten by Wen.

Song Xuan deliberately raised his hand and touched the scar on his lower lip with his fingertips.

Jiang Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and said, "Because of this matter, Meng Meng coaxed me for a long time just now."

Even though he knew it was fake and Jiang Yan was talking nonsense, Song Xuan still turned cold: "Don't think I don't hit women."

Jiang Yan laughed and said nonchalantly: "Don't think you can beat me."

…

When Wen Qing returned to the office door, he heard slight noises inside, like fists hitting each other, as if someone was fighting.

He quickly opened the door and the office was filled with peace.

Song Xuan sat on the chair, and Jiang Yan leaned against the wall with a smile on his face.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

Wen Qing couldn't help but say, "I seemed to hear some sound just now."

Jiang Yan stroked the hem of her skirt, pressed the bruises on her legs, and said with a smile, "I'm concerned about Song Xuan's physical health."

Hearing this, Wen Qing turned his head and looked at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan put his hand behind the table to hide his wound and sneered, "I'm concerned about this woman's mental state."

Wen Qing: “…”

Just fine if there's no fighting.

"I slept."

"Call me in an hour."

After saying that, Wen Qing lay down on the folding bed to rest.

Song Xuan and Jiang Yan looked at each other and said nothing more.

An hour later, no one called Wen Qing.

Two hours later, Wen Qing was still asleep.

Three hours...

6:00 AM

The screen of the phone in Wen Qing's pocket flashed, and two text messages popped up: [Hello. ]

[Excuse me, are you looking for Xing Ze? ]