Chapter 189 Chapter 189 New teacher?
It was already the afternoon of the next day.
Anmi didn't play any role in No. 1 Middle School.
Therefore, this copy shouldn't have any requirements for him.
The players also began to act separately.
There were twenty people in total, and they got a lot of clues in two days and one night.
After entering such a copy, almost no one can sleep well - except for the weirdo Wen Xingyu.
Action last night.
They went to the Academic Affairs Office and found the student records waiting to be destroyed.
Finally I know the name that cannot be mentioned.
——Xu Ping.
On their way back, they also encountered an inspector from the Academic Affairs Office, or, of course, some kind of monster that appeared in the darkness.
After all, no teacher would wander around the campus in the middle of the night with a machete or chainsaw.
While dodging, they also saw the afterimage of Xu Ping who remained in this copy.
This afterimage even helped them avoid the pursuit of the school teacher, so that they did not lose any personnel on the first night.
Then they became more certain about the whole story.
It is indeed the prototype of school bullying.
But the details still need to be clarified, after all, the shadow provided almost no clues.
They also found a related video in the trash can of the Academic Affairs Office computer.
It was the image of the little girl in the class leaving the rooftop in a panic.
There was blood on her body, and looking at the date on the surveillance footage and the archival material they found about Xu Ping, the date of death was also around that time, which seemed to be superficial public information.
"If we go by the circumstances, then this infinite dungeon was born out of Xu Ping's resentment. Various subsequent events may have led to the formation of this S-level dungeon."
"Now we just have to see if Xu Ping's resentment is alleviated, or if his great vengeance is avenged, whether the danger level of this world to us will decrease, making it easier for us to survive."
"What should I do?"
"And if that girl is one of the culprits, then that child must also have clues. I also found a room in the teaching building. It's sealed off and covered with yellow talismans. Do you think there might be some item with special powers inside? Just like the system prompted us, we need to find the relevant items and finally use special methods to deal with this NPC?"
This is indeed very likely.
Dungeons that reach level A or above are basically not simple escape dungeons.
There are more and more complicated things to do.
Especially since there are only three S-level copies in the entire infinite flow world.
"We need more clues. Also, has anyone come into contact with the cub?"
Several people shook their heads.
Finally, Sang Xilin raised his hand and slammed it on the table.
"First, we need to deal with that little girl. Then, we need to explore that room, continue looking for clues, and contact that cub. We need to seize the initiative."
And on Anmi's side.
He also stayed in the Academic Affairs Office for quite a while.
However, because I went there during class time, I missed the time with the players.
Because of his status, Xie Ning had to stay in the classroom during class hours.
Accompanying him is the producer.
After a new day, the producer had a new understanding of the little cub's liveliness.
Although the little guy cried and looked for his father when he first came, he had a solid foundation and adapted to the environment very quickly.
There is no sign of decadence in the new day.
Instead, it is full of vitality.
He even asked him very politely if he could pull out a strand of his hair, as he wanted to find the household registration system in their world for comparison.
But just kidding, where does the household registration system come from in the infinite flow world?
Even if there are any, they are mixed, true and false, and they all serve various strange events.
Before the producer could express his ridicule and rebuttal.
The little cub's hand reached out, and with a pop, it pulled out a strand of his hair.
The speed was so fast that the producer was stunned - Aren’t you asking for my opinion?
The little cub told him with practical actions.
No, I just want to inform you.
The producer was even more depressed.
The producer looked at the message sent by Fu Gan.
I know Fu Gan must be looking for a way to get here.
He touched his painful scalp and mumbled to himself while sending a message to complain—
'No, isn't your kid a little too much?'
How can you be so polite and immoral?
How do you teach it?
Fu Gan on the other end did not respond.
The producer didn't care.
After all, it is a gap between two infinite flow worlds, and it is two S-level copies, one of which is open.
It is indeed very difficult to come here.
It's normal for him not to respond at this time.
End of complaining.
The producer took the lively cubs for a stroll around.
I also followed him to the Academic Affairs Office.
The producer rarely goes out.
Especially during the day, he basically does his own work in his small laboratory every day.
Usually, by the time the player discovers his clues, it is already the middle to late stage of the dungeon. Only then will he start to torture the player and finally end everything neatly.
So what was happening at this moment seemed a little strange to him.
The producer leaned against the door of the Academic Affairs Office and looked up at the sky.
The Academic Affairs Office is on the first floor, at the end of the corridor.
Next to it is a covered bridge made of flower stands.
During this period of time, the flowers have completely withered and the leaves have begun to shrivel and shrink, but the sky is sunny and boundless.
From a distance, there is an inexplicable sense of tranquility.
It’s a peace that producers rarely experience.
The little guy in the house was screaming.
Too lively.
And extremely stubborn.
The teacher in the Academic Affairs Office is a middle-aged man who looks thin and fierce.
At this moment, he was standing behind the cub with a loving look on his face.
"Hey, hey—this is the only document I have. Come, uncle will teach you how to read it, okay?"
"Anmi knows, order this first, then this, and finally this!"
"Wow, you're so smart."
The teacher from the Academic Affairs Office spoke with a smile.
It's been a long time coming.
The producer looked inside the house and waved.
"Anmi, are you ready? I told you there's nothing fun here. Can I take you to the stadium to exercise?"
The little cub only looked up at this time and glanced at the producer. After completing the search, the little cub jumped down from the chair.
Say goodbye to the Dean of Academic Affairs.
The producer couldn't help but look at the Dean of Academic Affairs again.
The guy who was always sarcastic was looking at Anmi with a strange nostalgia.
This expression looked a little creepy, but the cub didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
He is also very good at comforting people.
"It's okay, uncle. Anmi is also looking for her father. Can Anmi help you find your daughter when the time comes?"
The cub is soft and sticky.
"Anmi runs so fast!"
The middle-aged man finally smiled again.
"well--"
He touched Anmi's little head.
The producer was silent for a moment.
He knew how stubborn this little cub was.
As long as he has decided on something, he will stick to it until the end, even if he hits a wall, he will not turn back.
The director of the Academic Affairs Office also died on the day the entire No. 1 Middle School was destroyed.
At that time, his daughter had been missing for a month and was suspected of being abducted.
Until today, no news has been found.
He is one of the most brutal NPCs in the entire First Middle School. The reason he is so patient with Anmi is probably because his daughter was also Anmi's age when she disappeared.
After the little cub said goodbye to him, it skipped over to his side and naturally held his hand.
The producer took Anmi to the playground.
The little guy was humming some tune like "What's Daddy's Daddy's Name...", occasionally singing Happy Birthday.
He looked lively and cheerful, just like when Fu Gan had a headache and complained to him.
The producer couldn't help but press his little head.
Anmi hugged her head all of a sudden.
He looked up in confusion.
"uncle?"
"Don't run around."
The producer started talking.
"And that information isn't here, you can't find it."
He couldn't even find it himself, let alone this little cub.
"seeing is believing."
Anmi tilted her little head back.
"Anmi is very perseverant and will definitely help you find a name! Anmi keeps his word!"
The producer looked at the little cub, his expression a little dazed for a moment.
Later, this trance vaguely changed into——
The producer felt another subtle emotion.
He took the cub's hand.
He looked at his phone again.
He vaguely understood the reasons for the transformation of Komi Suya Hotel.
And... a little envious.
That night.
A fall occurred in the girls' dormitory.
A total of three people died.
The body was taken away by an emergency vehicle that rushed into the scene early in the morning.
The entire campus was plunged into a tense atmosphere.
The dead were three girls from Class 3 of Grade 2, including an NPC and two players.
Although more information has not been discovered, the players are already nervous enough.
Because the day before, they asked the female players to inquire about the news of the little gangster girl in the dormitory.
Unexpectedly, they both fell to their deaths in the end.
On the fourth day of the game.
The First Middle School copy began to collapse and became more dangerous.
But it is still far from the goal they expected.
The players' faces all looked unhappy, but at the same time, they also found relevant clues.
They also opened the door of the room and found what they thought was the key prop.
at the same time.
Academic Affairs Office.
"So, what you're saying is that our school is going to add a new magic course?"
The Dean of the Academic Affairs Office's lips twitched.
Looking at the people standing in front of him.
As a stranger in this copy who suddenly got off the bus at the school gate today.
They were registered as teaching staff.
"yes……"
The man answered slowly, but his eyes were looking outside the house. If it weren't for the rules, he wouldn't bother to deal with it at this moment.
"Is there something wrong?"
Fu Gan looked at the other person with his sinister black eyes.
“…”
"...Okay, there's nothing wrong with that. It's approved and can be held as a weekend activity course. But cooking classes, cleaning classes, hotel management classes—those aren't allowed! Just work hard and don't think about getting a professional title!"
Fu Gan had said hello to the other party and had the right to conduct activities in accordance with the law in the First Middle School.
After crossing two copies, we arrived at other people's territory, and most of the panel was blocked.
The little tentacles in the shadows looked listless, but they still pounced out from this point to look for traces of their cubs.
The producer didn't reply to my messages today.
Fu Gan had reason to believe that this guy had taken a fancy to his son.
Fu Gan was still a little tired at this moment.
He only exchanged a few words with the other party, lifted the restrictions of the rules, and turned around and left the Academic Affairs Office without any reluctance.
I didn't walk far.
The voices of the players who were hiding at the stairs and discussing something came into his ears. In the shadows, the tentacles and the little spider met each other, both of them a little confused.
"Are you going to do it today?"
"Based on the clues given to us by Xu Ping's diary, we need to act quickly."
"Any news from the infirmary?"
"No, it seems that the most ferocious boss in this dungeon is never in the infirmary. Is he with that cub?"
"We don't have any more leads, but after that little girl fell to her death, the school's intervention in us has indeed decreased, so what we did must be correct. Now we are looking for more clues based on the hints, and someone is monitoring their movements."
"So the cub can't be treated with conventional physical means—will this work?"
“…”
They are still discussing the action for the evening.
Fu Gan slowly turned his head to look over.
Cubs that can't be handled by conventional physical means?
What a coincidence.
The old father who couldn't find his cub had a gloomy face and looked gloomy and scary.
Fu Gan stopped looking for the cub and changed direction.
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