There was no place in the classroom to write down any instructions, so Cen Yu decided to take a gamble.
The man—probably the head of the teaching department—glanced at the book in Cen Yu's hand, which was covered with dense red ink filled with words expressing his dislike for He Yuxing.
He walked into the classroom and came to Cen Yu's side.
The only sound in the classroom was the overhead fan. The man reached out, and Cen Yu handed the book to him.
The handwriting on the book was dense and didn't look like one person's handwriting. The man put down the book. "When did you find this?"
“When I came back from the cafeteria,” Cen Yu said.
"Wasn't it like this before?" the man asked He Yuxing, who was standing silently to the side.
He Yuxing and Cen Yu had just entered this instance and naturally knew nothing. When they heard the man's question, they just shook their heads and said, "We only found out when we came back from the cafeteria."
"Okay, I understand," the man said, his gaze sweeping around the classroom.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. After looking at them for a while, he finally said to He Yuxing, "I will find a way to solve this."
"Whoever did it should turn themselves in as soon as possible."
Of course, no one will turn themselves in.
Cen Yu sat in his seat, looking at the silent classroom, and then he raised his hand again... The man looked down at him, his eyes asking, "Is there anything else?"
"Report."
"I noticed a few people aren't wearing their school uniforms." He smiled at the headmaster. "I remember we're supposed to wear uniforms on campus, right?" He was obviously referring to the few people in the tower.
...
"What's so great about this stupid dungeon?" A few people were still talking in the cafeteria.
"Did the butcher and the rat desert their post?!"
The bespectacled man, dressed in a school uniform, was already getting impatient with the group—a bunch of brutes—he cursed inwardly. The fact that the butcher and the rat were nowhere to be seen was making the rest of the group anxious.
They had secretly run away, hoping to make a fortune.
Like the Butcher, the bespectacled man also has a sponsor. Of course, his sponsor also sponsors several other warriors. Ryan also hinted to him that his recent matches haven't been very exciting, and his sponsor is getting a little tired of him and hopes that he can contribute more exciting matches.
That's when the bespectacled man set his sights on the angel.
He planned to use the money from selling the angel parts to buy some new mutation potions.
He came out without telling his sponsor. The day after tomorrow is the day he will participate in the arena. The time flow in the instance is basically the same as that in the outside world. In order to prevent his competition from being ruined, he must leave the instance within 2 days.
"Fool," he thought.
It was already time for evening self-study, and apart from the staff who were still busy working, there were no other students or teachers in the cafeteria.
The bespectacled man looked at the scenery outside the cafeteria.
He had a feeling that something bad would happen if he stayed any longer, so he stood up and said, "I'll go check the classroom."
He was about to leave when he saw a man walking over from the playground. The man looked him up and down, lingered on his school uniform for a moment, and then asked him why he was still in the cafeteria.
The bespectacled man guessed that the NPC was probably playing the role of a teacher in the dungeon.
"...It took some time to go to the toilet," the bespectacled man said.
The man glanced at him a few times. "Pay attention to the time next time."
The bespectacled man nodded repeatedly, then walked past the man toward the teaching building. When he turned around, he saw the man slowly walk into the cafeteria.
...
"That idiot with glasses is gone too."
Some people say, "The NPCs in this instance are all students and teachers."
"Why not just smash through the dungeon?" The man chuckled a few times. "That would be interesting; I've never done that in a dungeon before."
This group of people are inherently immoral, and some even started laughing as they assigned their targets to deal with... as if it were something to be amused by.
The kitchen staff came out, and someone sat down on a stool and turned on the TV.
The news on TV is reporting that many strangely shaped animals have recently appeared in the city.
The city's roads also began to collapse for no apparent reason. When the rescue team went down to search, they found that people and vehicles had disappeared.
Finally, the news report reminded everyone to be careful when traveling recently.
At the dinner table, the man with a scar on his cheek turned to the news on television...
"What about Scarface? What do you think?" someone asked for his opinion. "Should we just clear this dungeon completely?"
Scarface watched TV. When he was a child, his parents had told him that when the apocalypse began, strange changes would occur in the city... He glanced at the time on the news and realized that it was a date before the apocalypse even started.
He came to the tower from other cities in the wilderness, so naturally he had never heard of the Green Mountain Middle School instance.
He stood up somewhat impatiently, wanting to leave, but then noticed a man walking into the cafeteria.
He even closed the cafeteria door behind him.
"The first rule of the school," the man said slowly as he walked into the cafeteria, "is that you can't skip class."
"Article Two of the School Rules."
"Remember to wear your school uniform during class."
He looked at the clothes of the people inside the tower. Scarface, who had stood up, was wearing a school uniform, while the others were only half-dressed.
The cafeteria staff turned around when they heard his voice, greeted him when they saw him, and said, "Teacher Lin."
Teacher Lin nodded to the staff.
"Why aren't you in class during evening self-study time?" he asked a few people in the cafeteria.
"Who cares! Let whoever wants to stay in this crappy dungeon stay!" The speaker was already impatient. "Let's all attack together!"
Scarface felt something was off... Seeing that the remaining few people were ready to attack together and quickly finish off the dungeon, he looked back at the smiling staff and the news broadcasting on TV, and took a few steps back.
Then, Scar saw...
Those who rushed forward using their abilities had their bodies completely contorted before they even touched the hem of Teacher Lin's clothes.
Like a towel after being spun dry in a washing machine...
The things on the cafeteria floor could no longer be called "people".
Even though he had witnessed many brutal matches inside the tower, this bizarre and twisted scene still made Scar take a few steps back.
"Teacher Lin, thank you for your hard work." The cafeteria staff, carrying cleaning tools, began sweeping the floor as usual. "Old Li told me earlier that they found a rat in the corridor."
Scarface looked at the staff member in surprise.
At this point, he certainly wouldn't think that the "rat" was actually a rat.
"A rat?" Teacher Lin frowned. "Was it killed?"
"The rat was already dead when it was found," the staff member said with a laugh. "It seems it died from itching."
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