Chapter 24 Return
"How dare you..."
She did not die, but before she could be surprised, she received a prompt from the game that she had become Ning Hanqi's property. In short, she was now a ghost-shaped prop.
The feeling of shame instantly burned through her sanity, and when she came to her senses, her hands had already grabbed Ning Hanqi's neck.
Was this the other party's original intention? Tying up a dungeon boss as a prop. Xia Yingnuan was so angry that she laughed. Dungeon bosses all have their own pride, and she would pay the price for her arrogance.
Xia Yingnuan naturally couldn't kill Ning Hanqi because of the game's binding restrictions. Ning Hanqi could ask her to let go at any time, and under the constraints of the game rules, she would be forced to execute Ning Hanqi's orders.
However, she did not wait until the rules pushed her away. Instead, Ning Hanqi's struggle weakened.
Seeing the fragile human crying in pain in her hands, Xia Yingnuan unconsciously relaxed her strength a little. This strength would at most only make the human feel a little uncomfortable. If Ning Hanqi cried again, it would be a scam!
but……
She saw a large amount of blood oozing from the corner of Ning Hanqi's mouth. "If I were still alive, I could at least leave a home for my daughter. I regret it so much."
Along with the whimpering sound, there were bursts of thunder outside, and the wind and rain seemed to be stronger, just like its mood.
"Indeed." Xia Yingnuan nodded. She was the poster child for having a stepmother and a stepfather. "My stepmother wanted to use me to pave the way for her children, and my father turned a blind eye. If my biological mother were still alive, perhaps things would be different."
Ning Hanqi pulled Xia Yingnuan's sleeve. Although she was talking about her own affairs, considering the current situation, this was like poking someone in the lungs.
Sure enough, after hearing Xia Yingnuan's voice without any concealment, 504 outside cried even louder.
Ning Hanqi sighed softly. She looked at Xia Yingnuan. Xia Yingnuan looked up at the ceiling, pretending to be indifferent and unconcerned.
A flash of lightning illuminated the dark night, followed by a deafening roar. Adults might be frightened when hearing such thunder, let alone children. The soul curled up at the door looked up at the sky. At this moment, it especially wanted to see its daughter.
But it knew that this was a luxury. From the moment it became the dungeon boss, it was destined to be unable to leave the game. It could not be free until it became the nourishment of the game.
"Ms. Qian, you must be missing your daughter very much. If I'm not mistaken, you should be disappearing soon, so... do you want me to help you?"
Its soul trembled at Ning Hanqi's words, and its little thoughts were exposed.
Yes, it's almost gone.
504 is not a person with strong willpower, so she committed suicide. She is not much better after becoming a ghost. The filthy power in the game is constantly eroding the spirit of the dungeon boss, so dungeons with lower difficulty and weaker bosses are easy to create and easy to destroy.
The original birth time of this game cannot be traced back, but it has a history of at least more than a hundred years. During this period, countless copies have been born, but copies that have existed for more than a hundred years are still rare. The bosses of these copies are all very powerful. Without strong will and strength, how can they resist erosion for so many years?
But 504 obviously cannot be associated with the word powerful. She is cowardly and kind-hearted. After becoming a ghost, she still retains a little bit of humanity, but her soul is soon eroded by the filthy power, and gradually another cruel, tyrannical and unscrupulous "personality" is born in her soul.
At the beginning, the "personality" was still very weak, but with the blessing of the power of the copy, they grew stronger and stronger, and the side with humanity and original heart gradually weakened, and then was suppressed, and another image that it once hated the most replaced the dominant position of this copy.
Later, another 504 discovered that this weak "personality" repeatedly affected his decisions, so he completely removed it from his soul.
This game is its first attempt, and it has seen a surprise among players - an ultra-high-quality soul.
That soul was powerful but broken, probably because it had suffered some serious injury in the past or for some other reason. This was not what it cared about. What it cared about now was that even if the other party's soul was like a candle in the wind, it was still a tonic for itself, a ghost that was only born three years ago. If it could eat her, then its own strength would definitely have a qualitative leap.
Fortunately, her soul is weak now, otherwise if she were as powerful as before, it would be hard to say who would eat whom, even if the other person looks like... just a human.
Ever since this group of players entered the dungeon, the vicious version of 504 has been drooling at 401 every day. If 404 had not been killed before, he would probably have noticed that there was endless liquid on the window of his balcony.
But 401 was not a player who was easily fooled. She cleverly avoided all the traps, which made the dungeon boss so angry that he chewed on the glass at home every day. Naturally, this noise also attracted the attention of its half body.
It had always known that player 401 was no ordinary person, but it had not expected that its purpose would be seen through so quickly by the other party.
In fact, what it seeks is very simple and there is no danger.
It was about to disappear completely, so I wanted to take one last look at my daughter.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that." Ning Hanqi told it the cruel truth in a gentle voice, "I can't take you out of the dungeon. The game won't allow it."
"I know..." It leaned against the door of Room 401, its expression filled with sorrow. "I just hope you can check on her for me... to see if she's doing well."
Its crying voice was full of pleading.
If he just wanted to find his daughter and see how she was doing, it wouldn't be a problem, right?
Perhaps because they were trapped in the same game, Xia Yingnuan felt a little sorry for her mother.
Ning Hanqi saw Xia Yingnuan's expression and understood her intentions. A hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes, and she said, "Give me your daughter's name, and any information that will help me find your daughter."
"Thank you." The voice outside the door became a little weaker, "Thank you..."
"I will... show you the way."
After getting her daughter's information, the space returned to normal.
Ning Hanqi glanced at the time and it was just past two in the morning.
The thunderstorm also stopped, and except for the sound of dripping water, it was eerily quiet here.
Perhaps it was because of this that the scarlet in Xia Yingnuan's eyes gradually faded away and turned into astonishment.
"Buzz!" When the students were changing seats, Ning Hanqi's mobile phone on the podium vibrated. This world also equipped players with mobile phones, probably to contact the principal. Just now, when they were on the way, the principal added everyone's WeChat.
The principal sent the class schedule. Although the nine players were acting class teachers, they still had to teach classes, even if they were in charge of different grades. However, it was normal for one person to teach classes for several grades in this school with so few teachers. Judging from the class schedule, Ning Hanqi also had to teach Chinese classes for several other classes.
These classes are all classes of other players. Ning Hanqi is not responsible for classes of unfamiliar classes. Later, all the players sorted out the class schedules and exchanged information with each other. Not only Ning Hanqi, but everyone else's classes are handled internally. They do not need to be responsible for classes other than these nine classes, and there are no NPCs from other schools coming to teach these nine classes.
Xia Yingnuan walked around the corridor and then told Ning Hanqi the newly discovered problem.
"Except for the class you nine are in charge of, the other classrooms are filled with faceless monsters. And even though it looks like class is in session, there's no teacher at the podium."
It's like the students in other classes are just there to make up the numbers.
Ning Hanqi calmly opened the Chinese textbook. After all the students sat back in their seats, she began the class. Although she was not familiar with the text, she could still teach ancient poems to elementary school students. After all, the textbook did not stipulate what the teacher must teach.
Just as she was analyzing the ancient poem, Ning Hanqi smelled a faint fragrance in the air.
She walked down from the podium with the textbook and continued teaching while carefully observing the students' movements. Finally, she found a bag of spicy strips in a boy's drawer.
Ning Hanqi gently tapped the boy's table, and the boy was very conscientious and took the initiative to hand over the spicy strips.
"Come to my office after class." Ning Hanqi's tone was very gentle, but this could not change the fact that this sentence was a nightmare in the hearts of countless students.
The little boy was dejected, and his deskmate didn't dare to say anything, so he wrote a small note to comfort him.
Because the students' self-introductions and seat changes took a long time, Ning Hanqi had only finished the first two lines of an ancient poem when the bell rang.
Those faceless monsters next door seemed to be set to a fixed program. As soon as the bell rang, a group of "people" ran out and laughed and played in the corridor. The whole school seemed to "come alive".
"Let's end the get out of class." Ning Hanqi closed the book. There was no need for her to stay after class.
The classroom immediately became lively, with students chattering like little sparrows. Except for the little boy whose spicy strips were confiscated, everyone's face was filled with smiles. Taking this opportunity, Xia Yingnuan, who had returned to the puppet doll, asked, "Is there a problem with the spicy strips?"
Xia Yingnuan knew that Ning Hanqi would never confiscate other people's children's snacks for no reason.
"The spicy strips themselves may not be problematic, but the source is uncertain. Just to be on the safe side, I'll take the child home and ask him about it."
"Indeed, now that there is such a rule, we should be more careful." Rules cannot come out of nothing, which means that there is indeed a suspicious person selling snacks and toys to students outside the school.
Ning Hanqi looked at the opened spicy strips in his hand and suddenly chuckled, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"What are you laughing at?" Xia Yingnuan could clearly hear her laughter.
"I remembered some past events." Ning Hanqi's eyes were full of smiles.
"..." Xia Yingnuan's curiosity was aroused, and she was anxious to know what happened in the past, but she was too embarrassed to tell Ning Hanqi how curious she was.
"Before, I didn't know how to use a lot of things, so I exchanged two bags of spicy noodles and two bottles of Coke for two primary school students to teach me."
"What don't you know how to use? And you let a child teach you?"
"I don't know a lot of things." Or she is completely unfamiliar with the world and urgently needs someone to be her "guide." Adults may be suspicious, but children are much more warm-hearted and will not doubt her even if her actions are strange.
Two packs of spicy strips and cola in exchange for so much knowledge, this is a sure-win deal.
"Teacher Ning..." The boy who ate spicy noodles in class came to him reluctantly. He looked very nervous and asked Ning Hanqi cautiously: "Teacher, I know I was wrong. Next time, I will never dare to eat snacks during class again."
There were a lot of people around, and there were faceless people outside who "looked" inside from time to time. Ning Hanqi took the student directly back to the office. On the way, she passed by those faceless people. These things did not seem to be aggressive, and the students around her did not find those faceless classmates strange.
Their office is very large, with desks for all nine players. At this time, four players returned to the office. They should have been discussing something related to the dungeon, but they immediately shut up when they saw Ning Hanqi leading the students in.
"Your name is Wu Zhou, right? Don't be nervous. The teacher isn't going to criticize you." Ning Hanqi returned the spicy strips to the student. "But next time, you have to pay attention in class and don't sneak in snacks, okay?"
"I understand, teacher. I won't eat snacks in class next time!" The little boy agreed quickly.
"A good child is one who admits his mistakes and corrects them." Ning Hanqi praised the child until his face blushed. Then she changed the subject and asked, "Is there any place selling snacks in our school? This is my first day at school and I'm not very clear about it."
"Yes, there is a canteen over there in the dormitory building, but there are no spicy strips. The principal said these things are not clean, so the canteen is not allowed to sell them..." The student suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said, so he quickly shut up.
As soon as these words were spoken, the other players could hardly sit still. Everyone was trying to signal Ning Hanqi with their eyes to continue to trick the student.
"Wait, who are you?" The old lady's eyes were like an eagle, and being stared at by her made people feel creepy.
Xia Yingnuan looked around and found that there was no one around, so this old lady was calling...herself?
"Me...?"
"Who else could it be if not you?" The old lady was not young, but still full of energy.
Can this human see ghosts?
"Are you here to see Xiao Ning?" The old lady looked her up and down, not knowing how she guessed it.
"Yes." Xia Yingnuan could only nod.
The old lady then retracted her sharp gaze and lay back in her chair, continuing to fan herself with her palm-leaf fan. "Is that you, sister?"
"Hmm..." Xia Yingnuan hadn't decided whether to accept this identity yet, but the old lady took it as her acknowledgement.
"Judging from the clothes you're wearing, your family shouldn't be short of money, right? Where are your parents? They're so wicked as to kick out a 19-year-old, penniless kid! Do you know how dangerous this area is? What if a girl runs into those hooligans?"
Xia Yingnuan had a wooden face. Ning Hanqi? Only 19 years old?
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