Chapter 450

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

The sound of footsteps echoed in the long corridor, approaching the stairwell step by step.

"If you don't take the initiative to come out now, but wait for me to find you... you will have to bear the consequences."

"clatter."

The footsteps stopped.

Dim, slightly red lights flickered overhead and fell on the pale and cold face of the instructor. His eyes turned and slowly looked toward the stairwell.

In the narrow stairwell, the iron door was closed tightly, and everything seemed to be normal.

It was deserted inside and out, as if everything that had just happened was just a fantasy.

“…”

Behind him, members of the basketball club chased him.

"Teacher, have you caught me?"

One of the basketball club members stood there, suddenly took a deep breath and said, "Yes, that's him."

He said categorically: "The person who tripped us up on the basketball court and caused us to lose the game is here."

Yes, the man who was bitten on the head was standing here just now, and the curse-carrying aura still lingered in the stairwell and had not yet dissipated.

"He's here?" The members seemed puzzled, "If he's here, why hasn't he been caught?"

The layout here is simple, and logically there is no way out.

Suddenly, several club members seemed to have thought of something. They all raised their eyes and looked deep into the closed iron door.

Above the tightly closed iron door is the staircase that extends into the darkness, and above the staircase is the second floor of the administration building—the site of the student union.

"...He went upstairs?"

"How is that possible? The door is locked. How did he get the key?"

One of the club members was suddenly startled:

"Wait a minute, could it be that it's the student union—"

"alright."

The instructor suddenly spoke and shouted to stop them.

He turned his head and swept his cold eyes over the several members in front of him. The members he looked at all froze, with fear on their faces, and immediately closed their mouths.

"Don't let me hear any more nonsense like this without evidence."

The instructor took a deep look deep into the stairs.

Then he turned around and said:

"As for today's matter... I will contact the student union to find out the matter."

*

Second floor.

Wen Jianyan stood in the stairwell, with his back pressed against the wall.

Cold sweat soaked his shirt and clung to his skin, and an eerie chill penetrated his skin.

It wasn't until he heard the footsteps below gradually leaving that he finally slowly let out the breath he was holding in his chest.

gone.

Integrity First Live Room:

"Ahhh... I'm so nervous, my heart is about to jump out."

"Me too, the anchor was just a few seconds away from being caught. I was so **** scared that I couldn't breathe."

"But fortunately the anchor was clever and escaped. Thank God."

However, unlike the audience's guess, Wen Jianyan did not walk downstairs, but stood there with his eyes lowered, wondering what he was thinking about.

Integrity First Live Room:

"?"

"What are the anchors waiting for?"

"Are you afraid that those club members are still waiting downstairs to ambush you?"

Wen Jianyan held the railing with one hand and looked sideways down the stairs.

Following the gap between the stairs and the handrail, you can see that there is no one outside the iron gate. The club members who were standing outside the iron gate have left.

He stood up straight and looked away.

As he had guessed before, most of the rules in this copy were two-way, even some of the roadblocks were the same.

Even though the club members and instructors on the first floor are still NPCs, they do not have the key to the second floor, so naturally they cannot catch up.

This naturally helped Wen Jianyan a lot.

For him, now was a good time to slip away.

As long as you walk down and open the door, you can quickly blend in with other new members of the club and successfully escape.

but…

Wen Jianyan stared at the darkness in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He slowly took back his feet to go downstairs and returned to the second floor step by step.

Integrity First Live Room:

"?"

"??"

"Wait a minute, why did the anchor return to the second floor??"

"I don't know...what does he want to do?"

The doubts of the audience in the live broadcast room did not affect Wen Jianyan.

He looked up and looked around.

After his last trip to the administration building, he was already quite familiar with it.

Further up the stairs, you will find the principal's office and the vice-principal's office. Turn left after exiting the stairwell and walk a few steps to the admission office.

Wen Jianyan put one hand on the wall, carefully leaned out half of his body, and looked into the corridor.

The second floor is not much different from what I remember. The corridor is long and thin and the light is dim.

However, as soon as Wen Jianyan poked his head out, Wen Jianyan's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

The lights are on in every office.

Yes, every room.

Although the lights in the club office on the first floor were also slightly red, the lights in the student union office on the second floor were even more intensely red. Lines of red light were smeared on the ground in the corridor, which looked quite shocking.

Not only the teacher's office is lit, but also every other student union office in the distance is brightly lit.

“…”

The corridor was eerily quiet, and Wen Jianyan could almost hear the sound of his own blood rushing.

Integrity First Live Room:

"Good guy?? Are you all here?"

"You're working overtime this late at night? Are the NPCs in your dungeon a little too busy?"

"Laughing to death!"

"Anchor, let's go quickly. I'll reward you with points. This is a hellish difficulty. Don't get carried away!"

Wen Jianyan retracted his body and leaned against the wall.

After taking a few deep breaths, he took out the steamed bun he had brought with him from his pocket and nibbled off a piece with his back molars - it had been there for two days and it had become dry and as hard as a rock.

Fortunately, it is a special prop. Although it will dehydrate, at least it will not deteriorate.

Wen Jianyan raised his neck and swallowed the steamed bun with a twisted expression.

Next, he watched helplessly as the sanity he had finally replenished began to plummet as the steamed buns fell down his stomach, and the familiar dizziness and coldness came to him again.

Although he was bleeding from pain, he still didn't stop moving.

After taking the last bite of steamed buns, Wen Jianyan felt a little unsteady on his feet. His figure swayed involuntarily, and he hurriedly held his hands on the wall next to him to stabilize his figure.

He raised his eyes and glanced towards the upper right corner.

At this moment, the san value has dropped back to around 2.

Although it has not reached the point where he deceived the teacher before, it is at least very close. This time he is wearing the shell of a faceless person. In theory, he should be able to succeed.

This number is already very dangerous, but for Wen Jianyan...

He had been through worse, after all.

*

"Dong dong dong."

A polite, even knock on the door broke the dead silence.

In the office with blood-colored lights on, the teachers all raised their heads and looked toward the door.

Who will it be at this time?

The pale faces looked at each other, but they didn't know the answer to the question.

A teacher stood up and opened the door.

Outside the door, stood a faceless man dressed as a student, but with the same cold breath.

Teacher: "From the club?"

"Yes, hello teacher."

The manner of the Faceless Man is impeccably polite.

"How did you get up here?"

The teacher stared at the club members in front of him. On the pale and wooden face, the cold eyes had no emotion in the depths, bringing a terrible sense of oppression.

The other party seemed to be startled, and took a step back in fear:

"Yes, our instructor brought me here."

"He asked me to ask why we are preventing our club from recruiting new students on the first day of the new school year." At this point, the faceless man seemed to be a little tougher. "That's all in the past. This time it's so critical -"

"What?" The student union instructor frowned, "What obstruction?"

They have no idea what is blocking enrollment.

"Where's your instructor?"

The teacher asked expressionlessly.

Not to mention that they had never heard of the accusation this time, just entering the second floor without permission was already an intolerable offense.

"Our teacher has already reported this matter to the vice principal—"

Before the faceless man could finish his words, he was pushed away. He staggered back two steps and got out of the way.

A few steps after leaving the office, there is a stairwell connecting the three floors.

In the past, the two iron doors that were always closed were actually open now. You can directly enter the second floor from the first floor, and then walk from the second floor to the third floor.

Further up is the vice-principal's office.

Seeing this situation, the teacher's face suddenly turned ugly and fierce.

"…What?"

Behind the scenes, other teachers in the office also realized the seriousness of the problem. They stood up from their seats and walked over together.

The teacher standing at the door recounted the incident exactly as it was.

The air pressure in the office, which was already very cold, was now even lower, making it almost suffocating.

"How dare members of their club go to the vice-principal to report?"

"You don't even know what you are."

"Let's go upstairs and have a look."

Several teachers walked out of the office with gloomy faces.

The faceless man on the side backed away in fear and hurriedly avoided it.

One of the teachers glanced in his direction with a look of pity.

If time were not precious now and this student retreated too quickly, based on his attitude when he just talked to me, I should have eaten him up.

what a pity.

He withdrew his gaze and, together with the other teachers, walked aggressively towards the third floor of the administration building.

The group of people's backs gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Wen Jianyan's figure swayed.

Although he still looks like a faceless man, the audience in the live broadcast room can see how pale his face is at this moment.

—I don’t know if the sanity value dropped too fast. He just had a very urgent, almost terrifying sense of crisis, as if he was about to step into an abyss in the next second, so he hurriedly retreated.

Wen Jianyan looked in shock at the direction where the teachers disappeared.

Thank God, he escaped with his life in the end.

Wen Jianyan breathed a long sigh of relief, and a wave of fatigue surged over him at this moment. Due to the lowered sanity level, the nerves that he had not dared to relax gradually recovered, and the pretense that he had just seemed to be able to do with ease was completely removed. .

He leaned against the wall without any strength, and knocked his head back, making a small "bang" sound.

Just now in the stairwell, he was indeed planning to leave early.

However, before taking action, Wen Jianyan suddenly remembered the last words left by the basketball club instructor before leaving.

"I will contact the student union to figure things out."

The moment these words were heard, Wen Jianyan suddenly realized a terrible fact.

Once the conflict between the club and the student union is clarified, then the two things that blocked the club's recruitment and won the basketball game will be attributed to the "anchor", and the student union knows which anchors He once "invaded" the administrative building.

They will be pinpointed.

More importantly, from his previous "speculation" based on the weasel and what he just observed at the club's recruitment meeting, a very bad conclusion can be drawn:

Ordinary members of the society are at the bottom of the food chain, and the top leaders of the society have considerable control over them.

And they just joined the club.

This is simply a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

When Wen Jianyan realized this, his back immediately felt cold, and a layer of cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Because of this, he decided to take the risk.

Otherwise...only a fool would risk death by provoking a second floor full of NPCs!

Wen Jianyan raised his head and glanced towards the third floor.

The best way at this time is to destroy the trust relationship between the two parties.

However, since Wen Jianyan didn't know how the two of them would communicate, he couldn't prescribe the right medicine, but could only roughly sow discord.

Obviously, his guess was not wrong.

First, for some unknown reason, this is indeed a "special period" for the NPCs in this copy.

Second, in a dungeon with such a clear class system, there is no more effective way to make one of the parties lose their most basic judgment than to remove the existence of a higher class.

Once successful, the basic trust will be shaken, and the existing conflicts between the two parties will be intensified. Next, even the simplest communication will be sown with seeds of doubt.

In this case, even if the danger cannot be eliminated immediately, it will at least leave room for them to break through.

But no matter what, it's better to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

Wen Jianyan rested against the wall for more than ten seconds. Although his physical condition had not recovered much, he could at least take a breath.

He supported the wall with one hand and tried his best to push his body up.

His eyes glanced into the office inadvertently, and then—

Wen Jianyan was startled, his eyes fixed on one of the corners.

On the table in the corner, a little red head was revealed.

Seen from a distance, it looks familiar...

! !

Wen Jianyan's pupils tightened.

Wait a minute, isn't this the lucky doll he left on the second floor of the administration building earlier? !

It was actually confiscated and put in the teacher's office!

Now, Wen Jianyan was in a dilemma.

He turned to look at the dead corridor in the distance, and then turned to look at the dark teacher's office at hand, but with a lucky doll, a tangled look on his face.

Should we run away now, or...

Wen Jianyan's eyes were uncontrollably attracted to the props that originally belonged to him.

In the end, his heart trembled and he gritted his teeth.

Forget it, take it and run!

Wen Jianyan looked around furtively, and after confirming that there was no danger, he ran into the office and grabbed the lucky doll on the table -

"Ring ring ring!"

In the dead silence of the office, the sound came without warning.

The loud sound came so suddenly that Wen Jianyan trembled in fright, almost tripping over his left foot and falling to the ground.

"!!"

He pinched the doll and turned his head in horror, looking in the direction of the sound.

In the corner of the desk, there is a very inconspicuous black landline phone. At a glance, it almost seems like it is just a meaningless decoration.

But at this moment, this "decoration" is ringing loudly.

In just a few seconds, Wen Jianyan's heartbeat almost soared to 180 mph.

Oh shit!

It’s so scary!

However, fortunately, it was not those teachers who came back, but just the phone ringing. Otherwise, as a "thief", he would really be punished.

But even so, it's better to leave quickly, otherwise the ringing will attract more people sooner or later, whether they are teachers or other members of the student union...

“…”

Wen Jianyan suddenly stopped.

He didn't know what he was thinking of. He slowly turned his head and looked at the telephone landline that was still ringing loudly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Integrity First Live Room:

"?"

"Wait a minute, what do you want to do!"

"Don't do what I think you will do!"

As if to confirm the barrage's speculation, Wen Jianyan stopped leaving, turned around, and walked straight towards the phone that was still ringing.

"Ring ring ring—"

The harsh ringing was still ringing, but it stopped abruptly the next second.

His slender fingers gently grasped the microphone and lifted it up.

The teacher is not in the office now.

However, the person on the other end of the phone didn't know.

Otherwise, this call would not have come.

So, who knows how to make a landline phone call, but at the same time doesn’t know the teacher’s temporary movements?

The answer is ready to come out.

Wen Jianyan put the microphone against his cheek and waited calmly.

Through the black microphone, after a brief, sizzling sound of electricity, a voice that sounded a little distorted but extremely familiar sounded:

"Hello? Are you the teacher of the student union?"

"There are some things we need to discuss."

The moment he heard this voice, Wen Jianyan's heart, which had been hanging high, suddenly dropped. He covered the microphone with one hand and exhaled a long breath while ensuring that the other party could not hear it.

The bet was right.

In the office, blood-colored lights fell silently.

The faceless young man stood in front of an empty desk, holding the microphone to his ear. From time to time, he would make a short, cold and monotonous response.

"Um."

"Um."

Tens of seconds later, the "accusation" ended on the other end of the phone.

Wen Jianyan finally spoke.

I don't know how he did it, but there was a certain cold and stiff quality to his voice, which perfectly imitated the way the NPCs in the dungeon spoke.

"I understand your appeal, but we do not accept this kind of slander. If you still have questions, you can go to the vice principal's office to see us."

After putting down this cold, non-committal remark, Wen Jianyan put down the phone and ended the conversation before waiting for the other party to reply.

Integrity First Live Room:

“…”

After putting down the phone, his cold and ruthless expression suddenly disappeared. Wen Jianyan looked around furtively, then rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and left immediately.

Just as he was about to go out, there were menacing footsteps in the stairwell outside the door.

"!" Wen Jianyan suddenly turned sideways and hid back in the door.

Outside the door, footsteps echoed, the sound was very heavy, as if mixed with secret anger.

The voice did not stop on the second floor, but went straight to the third floor.

Integrity First Live Room:

“…”

"Okay, now two groups of NPCs have really gathered in the vice-principal's office... How can you be so capable?"

"But isn't he afraid that with the mediation of the vice-principal, the two groups will really reconcile?"

"How should I put it? The possibility is not very high. According to my experience of reading this copy, the grudge between the two parties is not the slightest bit deep. Even if the superficial peace can be maintained in front of the vice-principal, the secret thorns behind the scenes will not disappear. .”

"What's more, didn't you notice the anchor's previous actions?"

"Huh? What?"

"After opening the door on the third floor, he went upstairs first, carefully observed the stairwell for a while, and only left after confirming that there was no light under the door crack of the vice-principal's office."

“…”

"Now the two groups of people met at the door of the vice principal, and now they also fulfilled the lie he told the teacher on the second floor. Although there is a slight time difference, the destination of both parties' actions is the same. "

"Fuck, the anchor is such a **** genius at lying."

After hearing the footsteps disappear, Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh of relief.

The phone call came as a surprise to him.

But it was obviously a very happy accident.

Originally, he was just planning to create a small conflict between the two parties, but unexpectedly, the appearance of this phone call took Wen Jianyan's expected effect to a new level.

Wen Jianyan carefully opened the door with his fingertips and looked outside for a while.

People are gone.

He rushed out of the office.

However, just as he was about to go downstairs, Wen Jianyan hesitated again.

He turned to look at the brightly lit student union office in the distance, and narrowed his eyes. His light-colored eyes were hidden under the shadow of his eyelashes, and the strange light flickered slightly.

Although it is okay to leave now, but...

If you don't seize the opportunity to win the fire that comes to your door, you'll be at a loss!

Integrity First Live Room:

"I think he was trying to do something bad."

"I think he was trying to do something bad."

"He just wants to cause trouble!!"

"boom!"

The office door was kicked open violently.

Under the **** light, the members of the student union all turned their heads and looked towards the door with expressionless faces.

A young man dressed as a student stood at the door, his face covered with facial features revealing his identity as a member of the club.

"Last time, you blocked us from recruiting new students and secretly hindered us. This time, you're going to report to the instructor?"

Wen Jianyan was extremely arrogant and repeated the curses of the club members at the previous meeting:

"Son of a bitch!":,,