Chapter 26: Dragoncry Middle School (Part 3) Part 2

“Your guess is ridiculous,” Shen Qing sneered, thinking it didn’t hurt to tell them. “My identity is a recommended student.”

Recommended students were already admitted to 985 University—no need for the college entrance exam.

Ye Xuechun, expecting a real method, drooped his head. “What? Your luck is too good—randoming such a great identity.”

His own luck was still a bit inferior.

Shen Qing sneered coldly, not mentioning the hardships behind his recommended status.

“You’ve been out, haven’t you?” Yun Xueqing suddenly said.

Shen Qing’s face changed. “What are you guessing at!”

Yun Xueqing remained calm, lightly tapping his own cheek. “You’ve got more scars on your face.”

Shen Qing looked like he’d just woken and gotten up, but it was a disguise.

Dorm 224 should be safe during the day; injuries could only come from venturing out elsewhere—somewhere dangerous.

The Weird Domain was fair; it wouldn’t give such an advantageous identity without a catch. He likely had another task.

Students’ task was to study well—what was a recommended student’s?

Pierced by the lie, Shen Qing subconsciously covered his cheek, his expression gloomy. “Mind your own business.”

“We don’t have many leads,” Yun Xueqing organized his thoughts and clues. “The only thing we know is that the students and teachers in this school are opposing forces.”

He’d originally thought the school was a nest of monstrous vermin, but surprisingly, even monsters had factions.

After the teacher killed two students in a row, clear hatred appeared on the others’ faces, yet they dared not resist, only enduring it.

That girl Ke Yan preferred stabbing the teacher over going to the office for punishment.

He guessed that the school authorities, represented by the teacher, possessed some special power. It was precisely because of that power suppressing them that the students dared not rebel.

A power and method that could even make Weirds fearful—if he obtained it, it should also be usable to check and balance the school authorities.

Yun Xueqing said, “What do you know? Tell me, so we can piece together the clues and get out.”

But his words failed to persuade Shen Qing, who had a gloomy expression. “Why should I get out? I’ve finally ended up in the same instance as that scum. I won’t leave before killing him.”

Seeing the other’s demeanor, Yun Xueqing knew this person was useless, so he decisively gave up on communicating with him and turned to Ye Xuechun instead. “Perhaps we should go to the office.”

Maybe they had taken the wrong path. Because they had always avoided the death conditions, they had missed important clues.

Ye Xuechun shook his head resolutely. “I don’t dare to take the risk.”

Yun Xueqing did not press him and only said, “There was another Chinese exam this morning. Perhaps I have a chance to go.”

When they went to school in the afternoon, the Chinese test papers had already been handed out and placed on the desks.

Ye Xuechun looked at his score of 89 and painfully closed his eyes. “Where’s my extreme luck!”

Out of a full score of 150, 90 was passing. He was just one point short!

The unknown was the most terrifying. Thinking about going to that office feared by the entire class, Ye Xuechun panicked and lost his composure, as if the sky was falling.

His eyes darted around, but he found no one else as panicked as him.

Was he the only one who failed?

The only other person in the class who might fail like him was probably that one guy.

He walked to Yun Xueqing’s desk. “Xueqing, what did you score…”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the big “111” on the other’s paper.

Ye Xuechun: “…”

Fine, now the sky really had fallen.

His own failure was painful enough, but his friend’s success was even more devastating.

He said somewhat brokenly, “No way, bro, your Chinese score is this good!”

Yun Xueqing shook his head. “There won’t be a death rule that’s guaranteed to kill.”

If it were truly high difficulty with real college entrance exam questions, then unless they were top students, everyone would fail 100%.

The Weird Domain wouldn’t really test academic ability either. This Weird Domain wanted to assimilate their thoughts and gradually Weirdify them.

So, as long as they answered the questions following the Weird’s train of thought, passing wouldn’t be a problem.

Ye Xuechun had a bitter face. “Bro, let me scout the way for you first. If I come back alive, I’ll tell you what’s in the office.”

Yun Xueqing frowned, took his paper and flipped through it twice, then pointed to one multiple-choice question. “This question, it marked wrong.”

Ye Xuechun’s eyes lit up. “I still have hope! Then doesn’t that make it 91 points!”

Yun Xueqing shook his head. “No, you got this question wrong. It gave you two extra points.”

In reality, it wasn’t 89 points, but 87.

Yun Xueqing hooked his lips. “Now it’s not just a little short, but a lot short. No regrets now, right? Go on your way with peace of mind.”

Ye Xuechun: “……”

Was he this black-bellied?

Seeing the other on the verge of petrifying, Yun Xueqing stopped teasing this silly sweet boy.

He took Ye Xuechun’s paper, changed the name on it to “Yun Xueqing,” and gave him the 111-point paper.

Ye Xuechun was stunned. “Bro, you’re going to the office in my place?”

The other nodded.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuechun hurriedly snatched his own paper back. “No, I can’t let you take the risk for me!”

“It’s not for you,” Yun Xueqing did not have such pure intentions. “It’s just following my original plan to enter the office.”

Though there was a slight deviation, it didn’t matter.

The thing in the office was very likely some sinister ghost artifact. If he could get it, there would be nothing to fear from this Weird Domain anymore.

Of course, that presupposed his guess was correct. Even if it wasn’t, there was no big issue—his body had recovered somewhat, enough for him to use a few sword techniques.

If worst came to worst, there was still the Dice given by the Calamity God. There would always be a way to deal with it.

He calculated in his mind, and no one knew that beneath his cold expression hid a faint, imperceptible fanaticism.

Ye Xuechun wanted to persuade him further upon hearing this, but the class bell rang, and everyone returned to their seats.

Yun Xueqing stared at the door, waiting for the Mediterranean Class Teacher to enter and send the failing students to the office.

His mind was already simulating defense modes for entering the office. However, the one who stepped into the classroom was not the Mediterranean Class Teacher, but an unexpected person.

Fu Wuxuan, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, strode in boldly.

On his refined face, he wore a pair of frameless glasses, and in his hand was a teacher-exclusive lesson plan.

He casually tossed the lesson plan onto the podium and said calmly, “Classmates, your former Homeroom Teacher has been promoted to the school development team as a leader. From now on, I am your Homeroom Teacher and will also serve as your Chinese teacher. I hope we can get along peacefully for the next few dozen days.”

He deliberately emphasized the words “get along peacefully.”

Ye Xuechun was directly dumbfounded.

Yesterday he was a doctor, and today he had transformed into a teacher—and the class teacher at that!

Fu Wuxuan swept his gaze over the class, met their eyes briefly, then quickly looked away, pretending not to know them, and opened the pre-prepared lesson plan to review the test papers.

The afternoon classes passed unknowingly, and after school, they tacitly met in a corner not easily noticed.

Ye Xuechun couldn’t help but exclaim, “I scored 89 and thought I was dead for sure. Luckily, great god, you took over in time!”

Fu Wuxuan glanced at him and rarely sighed. “I graded your papers.”

After all, now that he was a teacher, he had to put on a show to fool the colleagues in the office.

“You graded them?” Ye Xuechun nearly cried. “Can you pull some strings for me from now on?”

Today’s ordeal had nearly scared him to death.

The other’s tone was uncharacteristically wistful. “89 points was already the result of pulling strings.”

He had even deliberately marked a few multiple-choice questions wrong.

Ye Xuechun: “…Then Xueqing’s score?”

“He earned 111 points fair and square.”

“…”

Ye Xuechun wisely changed the topic. “Great god, how did you become a teacher?”

Fu Wuxuan casually made up nonsense without sincerity. “I quit being a doctor yesterday, crammed for the teacher qualification exam overnight, aced the interview today—went through the whole official process.”

Ye Xuechun was stunned. “It works like that?”

Yun Xueqing gave Fu Wuxuan a light, floating glance. “You used Oracle powers.”

Fu Wuxuan chuckled mockingly. “Couldn’t hide it from you.”

He had used Oracle powers to hypnotize the Homeroom Teacher, making him temporarily fall into false cognition. That old geezer now thought he was just a school janitor and was diligently wiping the hallway windows.

So their class had no Chinese teacher, perfect for impersonating one.

However, the hypnosis wouldn’t last long—might be discovered in a couple days—so they had to hurry and find clues during this time.

Fu Wuxuan said somewhat helplessly, “The Homeroom Teacher is a High-level Weird. Hypnotizing it cost me too much Spirit Energy. I can’t use Oracle powers again in this Weird Domain.”

Using Oracle powers again might risk Weirdification.

Yun Xueqing’s expression grew somewhat grave. Meanwhile, Ye Xuechun asked innocently, “You only hypnotized the class teacher. Aren’t you afraid of being found out by the other teachers?”

Fu Wuxuan said calmly, “I claimed to be a new assistant teacher hired by the school to help teach Chinese. Shouldn’t be exposed too quickly.”

He spoke lightly, but the other two present knew the dangers involved.

None of the teachers in the office were to be trifled with—they were all man-eating Weirds. Fu Wuxuan couldn’t use Spirit Energy now either, so one slip-up and he’d die without a complete corpse.

Yet he acted as if he didn’t care about the danger at all, like an elegant dancer on a knife’s edge, lost in the dance, unconcerned that one misstep would send him plummeting into the abyss.

What was done was done; there was no turning back. They could only go all the way.

Yun Xueqing suddenly said, “Since your identity now is a teacher, you should have permission to take us to the office.”

“You’re interested in that office too?” Fu Wuxuan smiled and raised a brow. “Too bad, though the outside of the office is thick with Weird aura, there’s nothing inside.”

“Nothing?”

Fu Wuxuan added nonchalantly, “Nothing—except for a painting.”

His lips parted lightly, and he said with interest, “A painting of a dead person.”