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Chapter 232 Who's Behind You

"Etc., etc……"

The fat man rubbed his frightened young stomach: "The little characters in the game can move on their own, so does that mean Liu Qing's statement before he disappeared, 'If you don't follow them, you will die,' referred to the little characters in the game?"

Gu Mian nodded.

The fat man looked somewhat agitated, sweat beading on his face: "So that means the little people can act on their own, and we'll die if we don't follow them? What if they jump off a building?"

You'll die whether you jump down or not.

Gu Mian coughed and said, "I suspect that the little characters in this game haven't yet learned the very intelligent skill of jumping off buildings."

Is this supposed to be intelligent?
The fat man glanced out the corridor window. The sun in the sky was radiating intense heat, and even through the window, he could feel the scorching heat of the sunlight.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "To jump off a building, all you have to do is face down, cling to the window, and lean downwards, and you've succeeded."

It's very simple, even a fool could do it.

Gu Mian opened his mouth, but just then he noticed a small sound coming from the classroom door to his right. He immediately put his hands behind his back and hid his phone in his pants pocket.

The door to the right opened, and a teacher wearing glasses poked his head out, looking at the two people in the corridor with a somewhat puzzled expression.

This teacher is quite old; I wonder how many years he has worked at this high school. His face is lined with deep wrinkles, and his hair at the temples is streaked with gray, showing that his hair has been treated with oil.

The teacher, whose hair had been styled with oil, raised her eyebrows and adopted a stern expression: "Which class are you two from? What are you doing here instead of going to class? Whispering in the hallway, you're disturbing our class!"

The fat boy had obviously been scolded by teachers many times during his school days. Gu Mian saw him bowing and scraping skillfully, putting on an apologetic look: "Sorry, teacher, we'll go back to class now!"

Although the fat man is actually in his thirties, he is not afraid to act like a high school student at all.

After the fat man finished speaking, he pulled Gu Mian and quickly walked forward. The dignified male teacher stared at them for a long time before shrinking back into the classroom.

At this moment, Gu Mian had already reached the door of her classroom: "I'm on vacation this afternoon. Judging from the sun, this should be the last class of the morning. I'll go back to the classroom first to see if I can get any useful information out of you. You should also go back to class first."

As Gu Mian spoke, she took out her phone and glanced at it.

He had just tried to turn off the game screen, but couldn't. It seems that once the game is opened, it can't be turned off, which also prevents them from sending messages on their phones.

At this moment, the two little figures on the screen also arrived at the spot where they were standing.

[Gu Gu: I'm going back to class. Don't forget to come see me this afternoon.]

[Wang Pangzi: Okay, I'm going back to class too]

After saying that, the two little figures separated, and [Gu Gu] pushed open the classroom door and went inside.

Fatty Wang continued walking forward along the corridor.

Gu Mian glanced at the fat boy in front of her: "You go back to class with him first. I'll come to your classroom to find you after class. By the way, which classroom are you in?"

Gu Mian only knew that the fat man's teacher was on the second floor, but she didn't know which classroom he was in.

The fat guy also took out his phone and glanced at it: "I'm in the middle classroom on the second floor. I'll wait for you at the classroom door after class... I'm leaving now!"

"Let's go." Gu Mian nodded.

The fat man hurriedly followed his little figures away. If he didn't follow them, he would most likely get lost, and the fat man didn't want to be the first one killed in this dungeon.

Hearing the fat boy's thumping footsteps as he went down the stairs, Gu Mian pushed open the classroom door in front of her.

In the sweltering summer, even the air is hot. Every breath makes you wonder if you're inhaling steam. The corridor is steamy, and if you stay there for too long, your whole body feels like it's being roasted by fire.

Fortunately, it was cooler in the classroom.

Presumably to help students study better, the school has installed central air conditioning, which can deliver cool air to every classroom during the hot summer.

As soon as Gu Mian pushed open the door, a blast of cold air from the air conditioner hit her face.

The blazing sunlight streamed in through the window, encroaching on half of the podium. The teacher was lazily lecturing from the shadows on the other side. When Gu Mian suddenly entered, he didn't ask any questions, just glanced at her and went back to what he was doing.

Gu Mian, carrying his guitar, quickly walked to the second-to-last row by the window and sat down, then took out his phone. The student in front of him saw him return and seemed to want to say something, but because the teacher was still lecturing, he didn't turn around.

Perhaps because it was an art class, there were very few people in the class, less than twenty. Everyone sat alone at their own desk, and there was no such thing as a "deskmate" in this classroom.

The table was scorching hot from the sun because it was near the window, and the light from the window was so bright that even the phone screen was hard to see. Gu Mian tried to adjust the brightness, but she couldn't open any pages other than the game.

The curtains were as thin as paper, so drawing them didn't do much good, but at least Gu Mian could see the screen slightly.

Gu Gu had already returned to her seat in the classroom.

He was still the only one in the classroom, which was unusually empty.

"That's really strange," Gu Mian muttered, "She kept saying she wanted to come back to class, but there was only one other person in the classroom..."

He also noticed that the little figure was standing in this position.

There was a chair, but he didn't sit down. Gu Mian pointed at the chair in front of the little man, but there was no response.

I don't know if the game developers were too lazy, but they didn't give the little characters the ability to sit on chairs.

Just then, the little man's head suddenly turned and looked out the window, and then a dialog box appeared above his head.

[Gu Gu: Why did Chu Changge go out?]

[Gu Gu: He's searching for treasure!]

Chu Changge? Gu Mian frowned and also lifted the curtain a crack to look out the window.

On the ground below, where there was no obstruction, a thin figure was walking, holding a cell phone in his hand, seemingly looking at something.

Although he looked younger, Gu Mian still recognized him as Chu Changge from his high school days.

Starting the dungeon with a treasure hunt?
But Chu Changge did not leave Gu Mian's sight; instead, she stopped in one place.

Gu Mian stroked her chin: "What is he doing?"

At this moment, Chu Changge was staring at his phone screen. He saw a box directly in front of the little figure representing himself on the screen.

The sun was blazing hot, but he didn't care. Just one more step forward and the little character in the game would reach the box...

But what is this box for? What will happen after it's opened? He had no idea.

But he didn't hesitate for long. He pushed up his glasses, took a big step, and the little figure in the game followed suit, walking to the location of the treasure chest.

A change appeared on the screen.

You've found a treasure chest. Do you want to open it?

【whether】

Chu Changge held up her finger and selected "Yes".

A line of text appeared on the screen.

Congratulations on receiving the 'Bloodstained School Badge'!

At this moment, Chu Changge saw a dialogue box appear above the little man's head.

[Chu Changge: Ah, this is a good thing. It might change a bit when we finish the game.]

[Chu Changge: It seems like something is watching me from upstairs]

Chu Changge looked up.

Not far away, on the third floor of the teaching building, a pale, grinning face was pressed against the window, staring intently at him.

Behind that face was Gu Mian, who was also looking over.

While I was writing a supernatural novel late at night, a live streamer's big head popped up in the bottom right corner as an advertisement. That pale face, that long hair—it gave me a real fright! Waaaaaah!
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