Chapter 75
The players were woken up from their sleep.
As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw Teacher Cen’s flawless face. They couldn’t help but feel dazed for a moment and had philosophical questions like “Who am I and where am I?”
"Leave when you wake up."
Their arrogant teacher glanced at them, stood up and left, leaving them with only a tall and arrogant back.
The players just woke up, their heads still buzzing. Seeing Cen Xun walking away, they subconsciously tore off the cocoons on their bodies in a hurry and chased after Cen Xun like little chickens for a while before they remembered what happened before they fainted.
They had been hiding well in the small cave, but were eventually discovered by worker ants. The worker ants wrapped them up in an unknown mucus and were about to carry them to the hatching nest when suddenly there was an earthquake. The worker ants carrying them fell down as if the batteries had been pulled out. They fell to the ground, heard a shrill scream, and then fainted.
Thinking of this, a player suddenly reacted: "Teacher Cen, did you fight with the Queen Ant? You're not hurt, are you?"
Cen Xun said calmly: "No fight, no injuries." How can a one-sided crushing be called a fight?
"Huh? Where did the queen go?"
"I don't know, it seems like he was beaten by his enemies." Cen Xun said calmly, as if he was not the one who did this. "What happens next is not our responsibility, let's go back to school."
The players believed it and expressed their good luck today. They were able to survive such a situation. They must have hit their heads in the underworld.
Cen Xun listened to the players' lighthearted banter, lowered his head, and brushed off the dust on his shirt inconspicuously.
If these players were more careful, they would have discovered that Cen Xun's body was stained with the fragrant mucus that only the queen ant could secrete, and thus discovered that Cen Xun did not fail to meet the queen ant as he said.
It's a pity that everyone had just escaped death and no one paid attention to this small detail.
Cen Xun was filled with indifference and had already begun to calculate when to eat these players.
He clearly has many flaws, but he believes everything these players say. He is so stupid that he will be killed by other domain masters sooner or later. It is better to die in Nightmare University than in other strange domains.
After returning to Nightmare University, Cen Xun took a shower and changed his clothes before going to the principal's office.
The cow cat was sprawled among the documents on his desk, sleeping soundly with its belly turned over. Cen Xun walked over and pushed it mercilessly: "Wake up, get up and go to work."
The cow cat raised its head dazedly, stretched itself into a cat strip, and looked at him with half-opened eyes: "Meow?"
Cen Xun sat on a swivel chair, turning on his computer while coldly saying, "If you sleep on the principal's desk during work hours, you'll get a twenty-point deduction. If you openly expose your belly to seduce the principal during work hours, you'll get a twenty-point deduction. If you don't wear clothes during work hours, you'll get a twenty-point deduction. If you don't speak human language during work hours and act like a big shot to keep the principal guessing, you'll get a twenty-point deduction. If you don't maintain a good professional image during work hours and stretch yourself into a strange shape, you'll get a twenty-point deduction."
A series of charges like a machine gun hit Usa's head, and the cat was stunned. The cat wanted to say that many of the charges were unfounded, but the cat did sleep during working hours, and the cat was in the wrong and felt guilty.
The cat, having lost a hundred dollars in salary, jumped off the table in embarrassment, and when he came back, he looked like a well-behaved secretary.
"Principal, the Operations Department has sent us a message. A fashion magazine has contacted us through the Guangmei Entertainment platform and wants you to be the front-page figure in the next issue. The Operations Department would like to ask for your opinion."
Cen Xun said succinctly: "No."
"Okay," Wusa said, "Would you mind asking for the reason? The operations department can reject the other party based on your reasons."
"Just say I'm busy and have no aspirations of becoming a superstar."
Cen Xun began to review and approve applications submitted by various departments online, with an indifferent look on his face: "Isn't managing the school every day enough for me?" He must be crazy to increase his workload.
Originally agreeing to film the variety show was the biggest concession Cen Xun had made for the interests of Nightmare University. Now, the variety show alone is enough to spread the influence of Nightmare University. It is impossible for Cen Xun to really build himself into a superstar.
Besides, Cen Xun doesn’t even allow others to save or photograph his Weibo profile picture in any form, so how could he allow strangers to collect magazines with his portrait printed on them?
Wusa asked: "In this case, will other film and television resources and variety show resources also be turned down?"
"Turn them all off."
"Okay," Wusa noted it down and continued with the next item: "Many brands have contacted the production team, hoping to insert advertisements into the variety show."
This was quite interesting. Cen Xun asked, "Stuffing advertisements? What's the format?"
Wusa quickly flipped through his notes. "It's just about displaying their products at our filming location, and having guests use them during filming so the audience can see them. Currently, the ones who contact us the most are clothing brands. They want you to wear their clothes when you're on camera."
Cen Xun: "Why do you always grab me for the wool?"
"Because you're really good-looking, Principal. If you wear their clothes, they'll look good too, right?" Wusa told the truth frankly, then asked, "Should we turn down this kind of cooperation?"
Cen Xun: "Just take it as you see fit. Screen the brands and choose the ones with good quality."
"President Qin said that if you agree, we'll need to temporarily shoot a few shots with the brand."
"Um."
Wusa scrolled down the to-do list and said, "Dean Tong has identified a human who appears to be a member of the research institute. Do you want to schedule a meeting tonight?"
Cen Xun: "See you."
"How about 7 p.m.?" Wusa suggested. "You have a meeting on talent development at 5 p.m., which will last about an hour."
Cen Xun clicked "Agree" on one approval, then watched helplessly as another popped up. His expression gradually became expressionless: "Okay."
Wusa mentioned a few less important itineraries, mainly to remind Cen Xun not to forget. Cen Xun responded perfunctorily a few times, and finally saw Wusa put away his tablet, and he actually felt a sense of relief.
Cen Xun rarely praised him: "Your work ability has improved rapidly, and your salary will be increased by 100."
At the beginning, when Usa reported to him, he would flip through his notes in a hurry and could not answer his questions fluently. Now he seems to be acting like a secretary.
Having saved his salary, Wu Sa was very happy: "It was Qin Xiu who taught me all the time."
Cen Xun: "Isn't he always busy settling accounts? How can he have time to teach you?"
Wusa said as a matter of course: "Qin Xiu won't be settling accounts 24 hours a day, he has time to accompany me."
Cen Xun was silent for a moment, then turned away indifferently: "If you show affection in front of the principal during working hours, your salary will be deducted by twenty yuan."
Wusa was caught off guard: "No, Principal, I won't say that again QAQ."
At seven o'clock in the evening, Cen Xun and Tong Ming's clones passed through the port and arrived in the real world.
Qin Shiyuan used some illegal means to secretly "invite" the researcher that Tong Ming had targeted. At this time, the researcher was sitting in a private room in a cafe.
When Cen Xun entered the room, he saw a young-looking man sitting by the window. He was wearing a white coat and looked uneasy. The quilt in front of him was full of water, but he had obviously not touched a single sip.
Seeing Cen Xun coming in, his face changed drastically, he stood up suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly: "You, you are..."
Cen Xun sat down across from him, his posture calm. Tong Ming beside him spoke for him: "Be quiet. You'd better answer whatever I ask next honestly."
The man in the white coat moved his lips a few times, and the skin on his face trembled slightly.
Cen Xun suddenly said, "I don't like others looking down on me."
He was suddenly pulled down by a great force. The man fell to the ground in a mess, and his cheek knocked over the cup on the table, and the warm water in the cup immediately spilled all over the table.
Tong Ming shook his head: "Tsk tsk tsk, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the penalty wine."
Tong Ming took out a piece of paper with a long chat log printed on it. He tapped it with his finger and said with a half-smile, "Tell me, you spread the news of volunteers in the patient group. Are you looking for guinea pigs willing to do human experiments for the research institute?"
The man in the white coat mumbled, "I don't understand what you're talking about. Our volunteer activities are completely legal and compliant. As for the research institute you mentioned, I've never heard of it."
Tong Ming curled his lips: "Still being stubborn, I saw you handing over to other members in the corner of the hospital."
Upon hearing this, the man in the white coat pursed his lips, clearly refusing to cooperate.
Tong Ming looked at Cen Xun: "Brother, look..."
Cen Xun said, "Let me do it."
A puppet thread stretched out from the fingertip and directly pierced into the temple of the man in the white coat, stirring inside.
The man covered his head and screamed in unbearable pain. He lost his balance and fell to the ground along with the chair.
Cen Xun ignored the noise and controlled the puppet thread to search in his mind for a moment, his brows gradually furrowed.
Tong Ming noticed something was wrong and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Cen Xun said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong."
Tong Ming was stunned for a moment: "Huh? What's wrong?"
Cen Xun looked thoughtfully at the man rolling on the ground. He moved his fingers and the man stood up, but his expression was still painful. After a while, he even rolled on the ground again with his head in his hands.
Cen Xun raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's it, I control it but it seems I don't have complete control."
Tong Ming: “”
Two question marks slowly appeared in his head.
"I can't see his memory either. It seems like it's blocked by a layer of power." Cen Xun himself was a little confused: "The puppet thread can only penetrate the shallow layer and can't go deeper." He had never seen such a situation before.
Tong Ming was surprised: "How could this be? Is it the effect of this human's skills, or have you become weaker, Fourth Brother?"
Cen Xun glanced at him coldly: "You ask me, who should I ask?"
Cen Xun didn't believe it, so he pulled out the puppet thread and thrust it back in without waiting for the man to recover.
The man's screams gradually became hoarse. Cen Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression becoming more serious: "It's a little deeper, but it's still not enough."
Tong Ming squatted beside the man, scanned him again with his all-seeing eyes, and touched his chin: "That shouldn't be the case. This man doesn't have any special abilities. How could he possibly block your puppet threads?"
Cen Xun: "Move aside, I'll try tying a few more."
Tong Ming walked away obediently and gave the stage to his brother.
Just as Cen Xun was about to take action, a cell phone suddenly vibrated in the room.
"Whose phone is ringing?" Tong Ming looked around and finally landed on Cen Xun.
Cen Xun paused and took out his cell phone from his coat pocket.
I turned on the screen and found that it was a private message from "AAA Yarn Ball Wholesale Supplier".
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Cen Xun unlocked the screen with an unclear expression and saw the complete message sent by the other party.
AAA yarn ball wholesale supplier: If you want to know more about the institute, why not come and visit it in person?
Cen Xun opened his eyes and glanced at the man in the white coat on the ground. At this moment, he finally got a reasonable explanation for the unknown obstacle that the puppet thread had just encountered.
Don’t raise bad birds: Is that your skill?
AAA Yarn Ball Wholesale Supplier: That’s right, so don’t even think about getting any information out of him. Please be merciful and let him go.
Don't keep bad birds: You are very secretive, Chief Feng.
AAA yarn ball wholesale supplier: Same here, Teacher Cen.
After the false courtesy, Cen Xun put down his phone and said expressionlessly to Tong Ming, who was full of gossip, "It was Feng Jihan who did it."
Tong Ming raised his eyebrows, in disbelief: "He has this kind of skill?"
Cen Xun didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he stood up and said to Tong Ming, "Take him back to the nightmare world. I will pierce him a few more times with my puppet silk."
There is no skill in the world that cannot be cracked. If you can't crack it once, try ten times.
What do you mean by releasing the person? There is no way he would believe what Feng Jihan said.
Tong Ming worked tirelessly to pull the limp, noodle-like human up from the ground. His mind shifted, and his expression became serious. "Feng Jihan couldn't have known in advance that we were going to capture this researcher. Does this mean that his ability has spread throughout the entire research institute?"
"I hope not," Cen Xun pushed open the door, his brows cold, "otherwise we will be forced to give up the research institute line."
If everyone in the research institute is covered by Feng Jihan's skills, even if Cen Xun can break it by stabbing it dozens of times with puppet silk, their efficiency in occupying the research institute will become very low.
It is impossible for Cen Xun to do nothing all day and just punch holes for the researchers in an assembly line manner.
What Cen Xun wanted to find out immediately was what exactly happened in the research institute and what the situation was.
Hopefully this researcher can give him an answer.
The phone in my pocket rang twice again.
AAA yarn ball wholesale supplier: Are you really not going to come to the institute in person?
AAA yarn ball wholesale supplier: [positioning]
AAA yarn ball wholesale supplier: Don’t you want to know where the research institute is? I dare to publish it, do you dare to come?
Cen Xun looked at the provocative message sent by Feng Jihan and couldn't help but sneered.
Don’t raise bad birds: Little bird that needs a lesson, I will teach you a lesson in front of everyone, so badly that you won’t even be able to cry.
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