After expressing his vision for the future, the great Meow Majesty's legs went weak and he almost fell into the fountain behind him.
At present, these plans are just empty talk. The mental pollution caused by eating meat is still consuming Wen Shi's spirit. Song Yan is even weaker than him. The images of the Mermaid King and the Black Cat alternate back and forth in his mind, and his eyes are distracted.
"Help..." Song Yan said weakly.
Ji Yuanzhi supported the cat master and his cultist back with an expressionless face, and successfully sent the duo into the dormitory before the lights were turned off.
Bed number one was next to the door, and Yarlin caught the drunk Wen Shi.
Wen Shi emphasized: "I am the king."
Just as Yaerlin was about to carry his rambling brother to the bed to rest, an arm stopped him at the right moment. Jian Qingrong whispered, "No need to bother."
As he said this, he carried Wen Shi on his back and walked forward.
Wen Shi is actually just as strong-willed as Yarlin. He will show weakness in all aspects to gain necessary emotional sympathy, but unless he is seriously injured, Wen Shi does not like to be carried sideways. In comparison, he prefers to be carried on his back. The back is a person's weak point, and leaning on it can make him feel relaxed.
Yaerlin recognized his younger brother's character at a glance, and did not stop him because he saw Jian Qingrong bending down.
Wen Shi said a lot of strange things intermittently, with the mermaid statue in his mind as the center, and built his own ideal country around it.
After resting in bed for less than five minutes, he struggled to sit up and said restlessly, "Paper."
Seeing Wen Shi sweating profusely, Jian Qingrong was about to hand him a tissue, but when he noticed that the other party was tightly holding a pen in his left hand, Jian Qingrong handed him a piece of white paper instead to make it easier for him to write, and also found something to pad his pen.
Ji Yuanzhi shook his head, thinking that being an accomplice to a tiger was just like this.
This ordinary piece of paper is simply a murder weapon.
Wen was in poor condition and his fingers were holding the pen with great force. Fortunately, the host's pen was strong enough to prevent it from breaking.
Of course, the publicity material cannot be as casual as he said by the fountain. The increase in credibility is only 50%. The other 50% depends on all the details and actions to implement it.
According to the color of the transformed body and the name of the character card, it is slightly polished:
Meow Meow Empire → Usa Kingdom
Your Majesty → Emperor Asa
Cat Eats Fish → Battle of the Old Ones
…
Confusing and unfathomable words were all used to exaggerate the great mystery of the old gods. The [pen holder] wrote in a gorgeous and elegant handwriting according to the content.
Wen Shi designed two images at the same time. One was that the reincarnated King Asa liked to turn into a black cat and wander in the silent midnight. The other original image was based on the deep-sea monster in the sanatorium, but it was changed to be amphibious.
Simple drawings automatically generate detailed and impressive pictures with amazing impact.
The moment this picture is created, the pen tip automatically disappears.
"Your [Pen] has exceeded its capacity. This item is ineffective."
It was originally a disposable prop, and being able to achieve this level has exceeded Wen Shi's original expectations.
From the moment he finished writing this manuscript, the mermaid statue in his mind began to blur, the tingling in his brain nerves was relieved, and the mental pollution caused by eating fresh meat before was alleviated.
Wen Shi searched the game store for hypnosis props, but found a wide variety of them, all sold in very low quantities. The standards for using these props were too stringent, requiring the target to be completely cooperative or in a state of extreme trance, and the highest success rate was only 70%. He purchased a single-use hypnosis prop. [The old pocket watch sat beside the bed and explained the whole process: "Please cooperate with the performance for the next few days."]
Afterwards, Wen Shi asked Ji Yuanzhi to help with hypnosis. As both of them are players, the latter should be more skilled in the business.
As for Song Yan, he didn't even need special hypnosis. He only needed to take a look at the promotional material and he believed it almost completely.
Considering Wen Shi's usual unusual behavior, if he were to become confident in his unique identity, things could easily get out of control. Ji Yuanzhi, who preferred predictability, began searching for a second line of defense against Wen Shi. He said to Jian Qingrong, "Imagine he's building an imperial system, where there are masters and slaves. If you were asked to kneel and serve a cat master..."
The gauze wrapped around Jian Qingrong's left eye trembled slightly, like the trembling of a butterfly about to fly when it first grew wings, with a hint of anticipation in it.
"…" The second line of defense broke down by itself.
Ji Yuanzhi coldly hooked the pocket watch chain and shook it gently in front of Wen Shi, praying that this copy would end quickly while starting hypnosis.
In order to make the other party restrain his claws, he deliberately added a series of restraining words such as "forbearance" and "dormancy" during hypnosis.
Wen Shi stared at his pocket watch, his consciousness narrowing. In his trance, he could only hear Ji Yuanzhi's voice. Everything around him faded before his eyes, and he began to fall into a brief sleep.
The pocket watch shattered and disappeared, representing the completion of the hypnosis ritual.
Jian Qingrong asked, "How long can this effect last?"
"Half a day at most," Ji Yuanzhi glanced at the promotional material. The words on it were indeed magical. After reading it once, he was a little shaken. "With this paper, about two days."
If it is still needed at that time, he can only continue to use props for hypnosis. He prays devoutly that that day will not come.
"My priest." When Wen Shi opened his eyes again, there was a hint of majesty in the cat's pupils.签名书籍
Hypnosis is just a result. The content that triggers this result depends entirely on the logical consistency of the hypnotized person. No one knows what kind of theological system Wen Shi has built for himself.
Ji Yuanzhi stood calmly in front of him, his tone light: "My king, in order not to reveal your identity, please speak in a normal tone."
Wen Shi was an approachable king. He nodded slightly with dignity and turned to look at Song Yan. Before he could even call out "my bishop", Song Yan, who had read the promotional draft several times in a row, rushed over.
"King, Yannu is here!"
Yarlin, who was drinking water, almost choked and looked over with a frown.
Song Yan himself has a trace of faith in Wen Shi. The promotional manuscript is more useful to him than any advanced hypnosis props. He has just completed a logical loop.
Ji Yuanzhi thought ruthlessly, "Destroy it." Wen Shi: "Yannu, be reserved."
Song Yan: "Yes."
Jian Qingrong: "…"
The next second, Wen Shi's gaze wandered between Jian Qingrong and Yaerlin. He hesitated for a moment between the two choices, and finally said, "Brother, I have just successfully reincarnated. I need you to be a missionary and harvest high-level believers."
Yaerlin held the cup and said with a half-smile, "Let me preach? Okay."
The word "missionary" was pronounced with great emphasis, carrying with it some special desire.
Ji Yuanzhi and Jian Qingrong both felt something was wrong. According to Wen Shi's personality, even if he was hypnotized, he would not choose Yalin to preach in the end.
Thinking about how he said he felt bad when he went to the cafeteria to warm up his food at noon, Ji Yuanzhi straightened his glasses and said, "He might have been affected by something else, which interfered with his judgment."
What affects Pei Wenwei are either skills or props.
When Jian Qingrong heard someone plotting against Wen Shi, a hint of murderous intent welled up in his eyes. Before it solidified, Ji Yuanzhi calmly said, "Don't worry too much. Everyone will get their comeuppance anyway."
His Majesty Meow and the Missionary have both been born, who knows how many survivors will be left in the academy.
·
Every new sunrise means the concert is one day closer.
Quhe Tower.
After a few days of classes, all I did was look at PPTs and listen to the phonograph. Today, Teacher Ruan finally mentioned the new book. Before that, he announced the candidates for class representatives.
Wen Shi and Song Yan stood up one after another, and whether they liked it or not, sparse applause broke out from the audience.
In keeping with his image as a good student, Wen Shi sat in the front row today, shoulder to shoulder with You Zhai. He turned around and, facing the players, made a few empty promises about cooperating with the teacher and helping his classmates. As he scanned the various faces, his gaze lingered on a corner.
Captain Liujie quickly hid the extra surprise in his expression and sat in his seat with his arms folded as if nothing had happened.
Wen Shi finished his declaration as class representative and sat down again.
Teacher Ruan: "The class representatives are usually very hard-working, so I will give them an extra 20 points for their daily work in advance."
After deducting the eleven points deducted from Wenzhou in the past two days, there are not many points left, but so far all teachers are deducting points, so even a one-point lead will make you stand out from the crowd.
"After class, class representatives, remember to come to my office to move the books."
[Side Quest: Moving Books
Task content: Hard labor, not difficult, just do whatever he says.]
There is an implicit rule in the mission: it cannot be violated.
Wen Shi, who believed that he was determined to make a comeback with the help of games, did not have any resistance to moving the books.
Vocal music was the last class this morning, and Teacher Ruan was very considerate and asked the class representative to go eat first.
The wandering corpse grabbed Wen Shi's clothes from behind, almost causing him to fall.
Treason!
Wen Shi turned around, and just when he thought You Shi was making a fuss about not being a class representative, You Shi asked, "Can I kill him?" This question stunned Wen Shi on the spot.
"Kill who?"
"Everyone in the dormitory." Youshi was still learning the rhythm of speaking. "They excluded me."
Although Youshi is rebellious, Wen Shi is very protective of him and is prepared to give him a warning as a class representative.
Under the guidance of the zombie, Wen Shi stopped two of his roommates and said directly: "Yulia is my friend, I hope you won't make things difficult for him."
If they weren't worried about being harassed by the class monitor, the players would have turned hostile long ago. Their faces turned grim as they said, "Your friend starts singing at six in the morning, sings until class starts, and even sings in his dreams at night."
At one point they wanted to use the rules to kill each other, but in the end they held back out of humanitarianism.
These two players did not know that zombies could predict danger. It was because they did nothing that the evil-minded general came to ask Wen Shi for his opinion, otherwise he might have taken action directly.
Wen Shi's arrogant attitude collapsed halfway: "Sorry."
After the others left, in order to prevent Youshi from rebelling, Wen Shi tried his best to persuade him with a kind father's heart: "Don't sing recently."
[Zombie's loyalty to you -0.5]
Wen Shi finished the second half of the sentence calmly: "Your voice is very precious. Protect it well. I promise to let you perform at the concert."
[Zombie's loyalty to you +0.6]
After comforting the wandering corpses, Wen Shi saw Yaerlin and Jian Qingrong sitting in the last row waiting for him.
Going down the stairs, one had to go through the back door. Yaerlin, with nothing better to do, traced the graceful lines of Teacher Ruan's waist with his eyes, as if painting on them, and made a soft "tsk" sound. Meanwhile, Jian Qingrong, like a good student, was using a simple instrument he had made to collect moisture from the air, seemingly trying to discern the difference between the air in the mermaid's area and the normal air.
Wen Shi: "…"
I am the king, why am I so tired?
Wang still had to do some hard labor after dinner, so he hurriedly ate two mouthfuls of food. Wen Shi hinted to Ji Yuanzhi to look in a certain direction.
"Those few people might have problems."
Ji Yuanzhi looked over and saw several unfamiliar faces, but the back of one of them looked somewhat familiar to him.
"When I was elected class representative, they were extremely surprised," Wen Shi said. "Especially that girl. She looked at me with a guilty look in her eyes, and her first reaction was to say something to the man next to her."
Wen Shi: "I have just recovered some of my memories before reincarnation. We must be careful of anyone who seems suspicious."
This was the first time Ji Yuanzhi saw someone develop potential super observation abilities after being hypnotized.
After discussing the matters that needed attention, Wen Shi took Song Yan to do the task, but he was not in a hurry to leave the cafeteria.
It's impossible for a game to be completely devoid of traps; the only difference is the depth of the traps. If I had to identify one, there's only one possible point in the mission where something could be done: the office.
Teacher Ruan was in a bad mood, so Wen Shi didn't ask him when the class was over. The old students hated the special admissions students and would not reveal any information on their own initiative. No other teachers were seen at noon.
But there is a shortcut to Wen Shi: Louis.
The opponent was the first player to choose Teacher Ruan. Ji Yuanzhi contacted him and said he had the [Charm] skill. It wasn't hard to guess that Louis had checked the water quality in Teacher Ruan's thermos. Judging from last night's cafeteria gathering, Louis could only slightly influence Teacher Ruan. If it were him in Wen Shi's situation, he would definitely first build up his favorability with the senior students and wait for an opportunity to sneak into the office.
Louis had just finished his meal and sat down. Facing Wen Shi's question, he didn't make it too difficult and directly told him where the office was.
While speaking, he carefully observed Wen Shi's expression. He seemed a little confused, but also seemed to be awake. It was impossible to tell whether he was contaminated or not.
After Wen Shi left, the players in the same dormitory said, "You are really generous."
Although it is not a secret information, the number of places to attend the concert is limited, and Pei Wenwei is already one step ahead of them.
Louis smiled and said nothing.
He was willing to share the information, mainly because during the cafeteria dinner, Wen Shi did not ask for a huge amount of money. The other party only asked for a mere 100 points, which saved him the trouble of using anti-mental pollution items.
The tutors have a high status and have their own large independent offices in the comprehensive building where the school leaders work on a daily basis.
According to the location provided by Louis, Wen Shi came to the second to last office on the fourth floor. The door was ajar, and he knocked twice with his fingers.
"Come in."
The light-colored shirt looks very gentle in the sunlight. Teacher Ruan is not only teaching special admissions students, he is also preparing lessons for senior students.
Teacher Ruan's anger had just subsided a little. Seeing Wen Shi and Song Yan, he pointed to a pile of over a hundred books in the corner and said , "Take them to the lecture hall. I'll let everyone know after class to pick them up."
The books are very thick, so I will probably have to move them back and forth several times.
Just as Wen Shi was about to start working as a porter, Teacher Ruan suddenly put down her pen and said, "As my class representative, I will pay more attention to your studies. If you want to achieve any goals in the short term, I can help you make corresponding plans."
This is equivalent to a self-selected task, and the difficulty level of the task will vary depending on the size of the target.
Wen Shi paused for two seconds and said, "I want to perform at the concert."
Teacher Ruan finally looked him in the eye: "Oh?"
It's just a simple word, but it carries a bit of dissatisfaction with the individual's overestimation of his own abilities.
[Teacher Ruan's favorability towards you -5]
"..." You are just like a zombie. When your favorability goes up, it's like climbing a mountain, and when it goes down, it's like sliding.
Wen Shi knew that he was like a child who wanted to run before he could crawl, but he liked the fast pace. The dense water droplets like a storm would make him feel excited and nervous.
"I want to stand higher," Wen Shi said with feigned fascination, "The higher I am, the closer I can get to..."
The word "my king" was buried between his lips and teeth. After a pause, he continued, "Closer."
The coldness in Teacher Ruan's smile melted a little.
He opened the cabinet door on the right and pulled out ten books. "These contain materials on folk culture. Teacher Qi's class wants to rehearse a new large-scale musical, and this would be a great opportunity for them to draw inspiration from these books. I heard the students will be in the library tonight to discuss the arrangement. Can you pass them on to me?"
Even without touching it personally, you can feel with your naked eyes that the paper inside is damp, the cover of the book is soft and collapsed, and even the cover is blurred.
"By the way, Teacher Qi and I have an average relationship, and I don't like to be ostentatious." Teacher Ruan crossed her arms and looked at Wen Shi like a benevolent teacher. "First, do this, and then I will consider whether to focus on training you."
[Special side quest: Delivering books
Task content: At 8:44 pm, go to the rest area of the library building and secretly help Teacher Ruan deliver a book.
Task requirements: 1. Never let the old students know that the books were provided by Teacher Ruan, otherwise, if the truth comes out, he won't be able to take the blame. 2. Make sure your seniors finish the books smoothly, otherwise they will be brainwashed.
What a perfect scapegoat.
Wen Shi laughed in his heart, has the relationship between teacher and student been eaten into the dog's stomach?
On the surface, he put on a respectful look: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."
The task emphasized secrecy, and Wen Shi took the initiative to suggest that he come back at eight o'clock to pick up the folklore book. This caution was praised by Teacher Ruan.
"What about you?" Teacher Ruan asked Song Yan, "What are your goals?"
Song Yan was very perceptive. Since it was a solo mission, he couldn't do anything too difficult with his current abilities. He said pragmatically, "I want to enjoy the concert as an audience member so I can understand the gap between myself and the top students."
Teacher Ruan nodded and assigned him another task. Song Yan needed to bury a box at the bottom of the lake behind the campus.
After each received their assignment, Wen Shi and Song Yan began to carry the textbooks. The midday sun was quite scorching, and as they left the complex, Song Yan said, "I'll just deliver the books."
The implication was that Wen Shi should hide inside the building to cool off.
Wen Shi walked forward holding the book, "Teacher Ruan doesn't like people who are sneaky and cunning."
Song Yan seemed to realize something and turned around to look at the office on the fourth floor. He vaguely saw a figure standing by the window. He felt a pang of fear and secretly cursed the NPC for being cunning.
During the entire lunch break, the two of them went back and forth between the comprehensive building and the lecture hall, barely finishing everything before class.
The afternoon was full of classes as usual. Each teacher announced the candidates for class representatives in class. Lily chose a class representative in a row, and her smile was brighter than the sunshine outside.
Wen Shi realized that this enthusiastic tutor was more dangerous than he had imagined. He didn't know what was going on with Lily's body. She didn't drink much water after dancing yesterday until the end of get out of class. And like the principal, she blinked much less frequently than a normal person.
"I have to go to the library after eight o'clock." When the bell rang, Wen Shi immediately said, "Try to be back before lights out."
His tone was casual, but his words were deliberate.
First of all, the time point was emphasized. During that period, players could enter and leave the dormitory freely, but if they needed help in completing the task, Wen Shi could have said it clearly. He did not make any relevant hints, which only meant that this matter was related to the task, but did not represent the task itself.
Jian Qingrong glanced at Wen Shi and understood the subtext of his words: killing fish.
The low-quality mermaids wandering around the library late at night are a hidden danger, and Wen Shi wants them to eliminate this hidden danger.
Poor students can only go to the library at night, and the mermaid will not appear before dark. After school, everyone prepares to go back to the dormitory first.
Except for Yaerlin: "Brother Wang, I will go to preach."
The negative effects brought about by [Going in the opposite direction] have been eliminated. Wen Shi felt that he might have lost his mind last night and actually let Yaerlin do this.
Can what he preaches be a serious teaching?
"Uh, I suddenly feel that this..."
Yaerlin dotes on this younger brother, but in some individual matters, as long as it does not endanger Wen Shi, he still does what he should do.
He coaxed her like a child, saying, "With such a formidable enemy at our doorstep, how can I possibly enjoy myself? None of the things you're worried about will happen."
The sincerity revealed in the strength made Wen Shi half-believing and half-doubting: "Really?"
Yaerlin raised the corner of his mouth: "Seriously."
When Yaerlin saw the red marks on Wen Shi's wrists from moving books, his smile widened, and his eyes turned cold: "Little brother, he shouldn't have let you do heavy work."
Big brother will make him pay back tenfold.
The two said goodbye in the teaching building. Wen Shi turned back and said one last sentence: "Come back before lights out."
Yarlin: "Okay."
Seeing Yaerlin's back gradually disappearing into the distance, Wen Shi tilted his head and asked, "High Priest, do you think his words are credible?"
After not getting much sleep for two consecutive nights, even Ji Yuanzhi, with a strong body, could not bear it.
His eyes were covered with a faint mist behind his glasses. He suppressed the urge to yawn and said perfunctorily, "It's credible, just like our indestructible empire."
Wen Shi withdrew his gaze and felt relieved.
·
After Yaerlin and Wen Shi separated, they did not do anything immediately. They waited until it got dark and then stood guard on a road that was the only way back to the teachers' dormitory.
Just as he said to Wen Shi, it was very important to have a clear battle map. Yarlin already knew exactly where any narrow path in Mingzhu Academy would lead to.
At eight o'clock, Wen Shi has to go to the comprehensive building to pick up books. Teacher Ruan will not pass through this road in the short term, but Yaerlin has other purposes tonight.
Around 7:30, a stern figure walked down the path. The man was considering the list of students who would perform at the concert. Suddenly, all his brain nerves seemed to be connected to other ports, and the most normal emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness instantly left the scope of his consciousness.
Teacher Qi was shocked, and before he could utter a sound, his throat was clamped by a large, bony hand. Because the attacker was too strong, he couldn't even open his mouth to negotiate terms.
His consciousness was completely taken over, causing him to almost collapse in the arms of the person behind him.
"Your consciousness is too complex, not as interesting as that guy named Ruan."
Teacher Qi was highly sensitive to sounds; he was certain he had never heard anything like it before. The newcomer possessed a voice that was, in a different sense, gifted by God. Unlike the generally cold and aloof teachers and students at Pearl Academy, this voice was deep and rich, and even when uttering obscenities, every word was pronounced clearly and crisply.
But he was soon shocked by the amount of information contained in the other party's words.
Teacher Ruan.
So he gave Teacher Ruan to...
Yarlin: "Please tell him a message. Wait for me at the usual place. Remember, you must deliver the message in person. If I don't see him, you will definitely die."
There was no old place, but Yaerlin knew exactly how humiliated that hypocritical mentor would feel when he heard this from his colleague. He would kill anyone who knew about this, and let these two people fight each other, so that Teacher Ruan wouldn't have to torment his younger brother. When his mental state gradually collapsed, he would find a way to trick him into revealing the Mermaid King's whereabouts.
Yarlin lowered his eyes to look at the person in front of him who looked like a puddle of mud.
Whether it is to save his life or for other reasons, this person will do it.
A hunter who may launch an assassination at any time is on campus, which makes men unable to sleep or eat. Teacher Ruan is the only one who knows the inside story, and he must get information from the other party.
…
On the other side, Wen Shi just arrived at the comprehensive building and was about to pick up something.
The office door was locked. After waiting for a few minutes, Wen Shi grew impatient. He had to get the job done. If he didn't see anyone by 8:15, he would have to pick the lock.
The people working on this floor have all gone home from get off work, and the end of the corridor is in a blurry darkness, like a whirlpool in the deep sea that will crush any prey that passes by.
Wen Shi stood quietly there, seemingly in a daze, but in fact he was searching for tools to pick the lock.
At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard in the darkness. Wen Shi turned his head and saw Teacher Ruan just passing by a window. The soft illusion under the moonlight was destroyed by a hint of cruelty between his eyebrows.
"This old man is not dead."
Wen Shi heard this usually gentle and polite mentor cursing someone, and he guessed it was the principal.
The revival of the Mermaid King is unstoppable, but the principal is still the main ruler.
Wen Shi was very curious about how a human could remain invincible among the ferocious mermaids, but Teacher Ruan was no pushover. The fact that he had obtained the position of mentor proved that he had at least gained the principal's trust.
When any living creature is angry, some of the outflow of emotion will flow towards innocent people.
Wen Shi was the innocent person caught in the crossfire tonight, but he didn't even have the right to run away: "Teacher, I'm here to get the book."
Teacher Ruan opened the door to his office and reluctantly explained why he was late: "The principal is in a meeting to drain the lake behind the school."
Wen Shi spoke very carefully: "He is ignorant."
Teacher Ruan looked over with a sharp look.
At this time, he had to unconditionally blame the principal. Wen Shi's angry expression revealed a bit of confusion: "How strange, why would I say such a thing?"
After interacting with several versions of Jian Qingrong, his performance is now considered to be perfect. The new player who still needs to read books to improve his acting skills in the castle has become history.
His reaction effectively avoided being retaliated against, and Teacher Ruan finally seemed ready to let him go: "Go do your thing."
Wen Shi stacked the books neatly so that they could be carried away later.
The lights in the office were not on, and Wen Shi did not specifically ask for it. That timid attitude reminded Teacher Ruan of himself in the past. This was how he gained the trust of the principal and successfully infiltrated Mingzhu College.
This similarity suddenly made Teacher Ruan feel strongly alert.
Wen was busy sorting things when he felt something was wrong. He pretended nothing was wrong and continued to do what he was doing. He picked up the book and turned to leave.
However, at this moment, the moisture in the air rose sharply, and Wen Shi was completely unable to breathe. As soon as he opened his mouth, dense tides of water poured into his lungs. Soon his face turned pale and purple. After trying to struggle in this drowning environment in vain, his arms became weak and all the books fell to the ground.
Even though he was in such a miserable state, Wen Shi still had no intention of using any props to escape from the predicament. It was unlikely that Teacher Ruan would kill him. The meeting had just ended and there should be quite a few people walking out. Even if the mermaids could dismember and skin people and eat them, this was not a good time.
The feeling of being drowned while stepping on land was extremely uncomfortable. It was a despair with nowhere to escape. When Wen Shi was almost in a coma, he vaguely saw a figure standing in front of him.
"Who are you loyal to?" The person who spoke seemed to be singing, and the song invaded the depths of his consciousness, trying to elicit his truest thoughts.
Wen Shi's nerves relaxed for a moment, and with the last bit of perseverance, he slowly uttered a word: "King."
For any NPC in this dungeon world, the 'King' defaults to the 'Mermaid King'.
The mist around him disappeared, and the prolonged breathing difficulties made Wen Shi feel like vomiting. He endured the discomfort, his eyes flushed physiologically, but he asked with a confused look on his face, "Teacher, what happened to me just now?"
Teacher Ruan gently picked up the booklet from the ground and handed it to him: "Go to bed early tonight. You don't look right if you don't get enough rest."
After confirming that the effect of the piece of meat had not disappeared, and indirectly venting the anger he had during the meeting, Teacher Ruan returned to his usual harmless self.
He and Wen Shi walked downstairs together, locked the office door before leaving, and once again emphasized that they must be low-key when delivering books.
The clanging sound of the lock also served as an invisible warning for Wen Shi to shut his mouth.
The night outside was as cold as ever. As soon as Wen Shi went out, he saw Teacher Qi walking towards him with unsteady steps. This icy man was obviously not right today. He was breathing rapidly and there seemed to be finger marks on his neck.
Because he had his collar stood up, Wen Shi was not too sure.
This year, it was Mr. Qi's turn to be in charge of all matters related to the concert. Starting from the countdown announcement, he was not required to attend any recent meetings. Seeing Wen Shi there, Mr. Qi swallowed his original words.
Teacher Ruan, who was originally frowning because Wen Shi was seen carrying books, glanced at Wen Shi and motioned him to go first when he realized that his mind was not on the students at all.
In the dark night, Wen Shi walked towards the library with dozens of booklets in his arms like a thief.
He had already moved something heavy at noon, and his shoulders were still sore. After walking a distance, he muttered as he walked, "A cat in plain water is bullied by fish."
A loud bang suddenly came from behind.
Wen Shi shuddered reflexively, turned around and saw Teacher Ruan punching the lamppost from a distance, and was stunned for a moment.
Why are you going crazy for no reason?