The viewers watched as Yin Xiu leaned wearily against Li Mo in the dormitory for a while until nine o'clock.
A warm hug made Li Mo seem to be in a great mood, while Yin Xiu, on the contrary, was indifferent and calm as he went to the teachers' dormitory after nine o'clock.
The teachers' dormitory is located very close to the students' dormitory, but it is quite deserted compared to the bustling students' dormitory.
A drab five-story building with gray walls covered in cracks and moss. Standing at the entrance, you are immediately enveloped in dampness and cold. It is dark and silent, with only a few lights in the stairwell, making it extremely gloomy.
Yin Xiu calmly carried his knife upstairs and headed to the fifth floor according to the information from Ye Tianxuan.
Yin Xiu would occasionally remember the existence of the bullet comments and glance at them, but other times he would completely forget about them and not remember them at all.
I don't know if it's because he didn't have the habit of turning on the bullet comments before, or the influence of this dungeon, but he often forgets to turn on the bullet comments.
Upon reaching the fifth floor, the entire dormitory room was pitch black, except for one room with a dim light, which stood out conspicuously in the otherwise dark and silent school, as if isolated from the world.
Yin Xiu slowly walked forward and stood at the entrance of the teachers' dormitory.
He pondered how to legitimately enter the teachers' dormitory to obtain the information. After all, he used to only resort to brute force, never hesitating to use violence to acquire information. But if he killed a teacher, who would teach tomorrow's class?
After a moment of silence in the corridor, Yin Xiu raised his hand and knocked on the door of the teachers' dormitory.
The crisp knocking sound was clearly audible in the night, and soon footsteps could be heard from inside.
The door creaked open, and the teacher's slender figure appeared in the doorway. Because she was so tall, Yin Xiu couldn't see her head at all when he stood at the door. It wasn't until she bent down that Yin Xiu saw her gloomy and pale face.
"Is there something you need?" The teacher wasn't too surprised by Yin Xiu's appearance, but stared at him with displeasure.
"Teacher, I forgot to copy the homework," Yin Xiu said calmly, without any expression.
The teacher pursed her lips, staring at him with disbelief. "Really?"
"Hmm." Yin Xiu nodded without changing his expression. "Because I'm a diligent and studious student, after realizing I forgot to copy my homework, I came to the teacher overnight to make it up. I think the teacher will definitely help me make up today's homework, right?"
He spoke with such seriousness that the teacher almost believed him if she hadn't known that his handwriting was different every day when he submitted his homework.
The teacher paused for a moment, unable to think of a reason to refuse. She knew Yin Xiu well; even if she refused him outright, he would force his way in. So she simply stepped aside from the doorway. "Come in, I'll get you a replacement copy. Remember to hand it in tomorrow."
"Okay." Yin Xiu nodded and put down the knife he was holding.
It's great that the deception went smoothly; he didn't have to resort to violence.
He walked past the teacher and entered the teachers' dormitory, while Li Mo, following behind, also entered under the teacher's frowning gaze. "You're also my student? I don't remember you."
Li Mo smiled slightly, "I skipped class."
teacher:...
One or two of them, not a single word of truth came out of their mouths.
Upon entering the teachers' dormitory, Yin Xiu saw a small table with a lamp lit up in the room. It seemed to be quite late, and she was still grading students' homework.
As Yin Xiu passed by, he peeked out and saw that the dim light shone on the old workbook. There were no words on it, only the teacher's red pen corrections, and nothing else.
There are only so many students in the class, but the teacher's desk is piled high with uncorrected homework, which is obviously abnormal.
"Wait a moment, I'll rewrite today's homework for you." The teacher was still very serious when it came to studying. Her slender body sat back down at the desk with the lamp on, her long neck bent down, and she looked down at the homework book, slowly using her incredibly delicate fingers to hold the pen and write on a new homework book.
While she was writing, Yin Xiu began to wander around the room.
The room wasn't big; the teacher's bed took up almost half of the room. She was very tall and slender, and the bed, which was against the wall, was almost the length of the entire room.
Besides the desk for grading homework, there is a small area in the room with a desk and a bookshelf piled high with books, indicating that the information should be stored in this area.
The comments relayed Ye Tianxuan's words: He had checked the drawer and there was nothing there. The information should be on the bookshelf, but he had sneaked in and it was inappropriate for him to stand up and search the bookshelf. In addition, he was discovered later, so he left in a hurry.
Yin Xiu casually strolled to the bookshelf and whispered to the teacher, "You have so many books here that I haven't read before, teacher. May I take a look?"
The teacher sitting at the table smiled indifferently, "If you can understand it, I don't mind if you look at it."
Yin Xiu casually picked up a book and flipped through it. It was filled with strange characters that he didn't recognize. No wonder the teacher didn't mind him flipping through it randomly.
"Ahem." Yin Xiu closed the book, glanced at Li Mo beside him, and gestured with his chin toward the bookshelf. Li Mo then consciously moved closer to the bookshelf and helped him flip through the books.
This instance was more complicated than Yin Xiu had imagined. The school rules were written in strange script, which was incomprehensible to those who weren't actually strange. However, if a player became a strange character and could understand the script, they would be doomed.
There's a level of difficulty that makes you want the player to leave alive.
While Li Mo was flipping through the books, Yin Xiu also picked up two books and started flipping through them as well.
At first, he couldn't understand any of the books he picked up; every page was filled with unfamiliar words. Later, among the unfamiliar words in the books he picked up, there would be one or two words that he knew. As he flipped through the books, Yin Xiu discovered that there were one or two books on the bookshelf that he could understand.
One book was called Anthropology, and the other was called Human Nature; both were courses he had taken.
Yin Xiu frowned and began searching through the entire bookshelf. Suddenly, he found a red diary at the very bottom of the shelf.
It looked like it had been left under the bookshelf, but the pages were spotless and dust-free, so it was clearly not left behind, but hidden there, and people would open it from time to time.
Yin Xiu glanced back in the teacher's direction, then quietly picked up the diary.
He could read the words on it; it was indeed a diary. The pages were old, and the entries were made a long time ago. Yin Xiu quickly flipped through it and found that the handwriting in the diary changed from neat and clear to messy and illegible, and finally back to neat and clear.
He flipped to the first few pages and skimmed through them.
Month O Day
My students are too naughty; they always bully some of the new kids.
But they are all good students, and it's normal for them to be a little naughty at this age. Anyway, those strange kids will leave soon, so let's just ignore their minor mistakes.
X year O day
It seems that the students are getting increasingly agitated about bullying the newcomers, and they've come to enjoy it.
It's so pitiful, but there's nothing I can do. They're all good students, just a little mischievous. And as long as the new kids don't rebel, they'll quickly integrate into this big family. It's okay.
X year O day
The student groups gradually became strange; new students never stayed long, either integrating into the group or leaving quickly.
Those special children come to me for help, but their situations are beyond my control, so I just turn a blind eye.
X year O day
What are you still resisting for? Just obediently integrate into their group. If you're being bullied, just join them and bully others.
That's how people should be. Go with the flow and follow the trend. Let the children who are eliminated leave school. There's nothing to teach them a lesson.
X year O day
This new batch of kids is very strong-willed; they've been constantly rebelling against my students.
One child was quite special; he looked young but was very aggressive. Students like that usually don't last long before giving in.
He will likely receive special treatment from my students as well.
I wonder how long he'll be able to stay this time?
X year O day
This is insane! Absolutely insane! That student is a complete madman! He suddenly murdered my student
My children were so wonderful, yet they were tortured to death by a monster!
I'm going to kill him! Kill him!
X year O day
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