When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

Apart from this key information, there was nothing else in QQ. Huameng switched to WeChat.

When I opened it, I saw a bunch of work groups, groups for several classes taught by Teacher Yang, groups for the English group, and a large group for all the teachers at the school...

Just looking at Hua Meng gave me a headache, so I just looked at the top few people and group chats first.

There are three people at the top of the post: Teacher Yang’s boyfriend, father, and best friend.

The one at the top is her boyfriend. After just looking at a few of them, Hua Meng felt full and stuffed with dog food.

If Lianwu hadn't fully mastered these simplified characters, Huameng would have had to trick him into looking at this information.

Hua Meng glanced at Lian Wu who was chatting with Huang Youde and was extremely envious.

After watching for ten minutes, Hua Meng was about to collapse. The endless amount of dog food made him almost want to throw his computer. Fortunately, Teacher Yang usually chats on WeChat on his phone, otherwise Hua Meng would never have been able to read it.

After reading all the chat records between Teacher Yang and her boyfriend with a stiff face, Hua Meng got nothing but dog food.

He now felt that he was really impatient. Why did he have to read this part of the chat first? Could it be that the father below was less attractive?

Fortunately, the chat records between Teacher Yang and his father contain a lot of information.

The father was very caring towards Teacher Yang and would ask her every day whether she had eaten and slept.

Until the day the school couple was caught, Teacher Yang's father sent her a message asking her not to interfere in the matter, let alone spread it.

However, Teacher Yang was obviously unable to keep secrets, and she immediately told her best friend.

Hua Meng now doubted even more that this father was the principal. The principal's surname was Yang, and Teacher Yang's surname was also Yang. Moreover, Teacher Yang's father knew what was happening in the school.

In order to verify her guess, Hua Meng directly opened the school teachers' group and took a look at the group owner.

As expected, the group leader was Teacher Yang’s father.

Now that Teacher Yang is dead, how could a father who cares about his daughter not come to school?

Hua Meng knew that they would soon be able to see the legendary principal.

At that time, we collected so many rumors about the principal, and now we can verify them one by one.

At this time, Lian Wu had already ended his communication with Huang Youde.

Huang Youde slumped in his chair with a look of despair on his face. It was really tiring to communicate with someone with a serious generation gap. He had to explain some modern terms from time to time.

At this time, there was a knock on the office door, and the teacher closest to the room went to open it.

The person standing outside was Feng Ling who had just finished taking a shower.

After he had points, he simply stopped wearing school uniform and directly bought a set of light gray casual clothes in the mall.

It was the first time that Lian Wu saw Feng Ling like this.

When Feng Ling was wearing a school uniform, he would complain about everything and the school every day. He was always resentful and lacked the sunshine and vitality. But now he is different. He looks full of energy and his spirits are much better.

Lian Wu thought that changing clothes could change a person so much, and the school uniform was like a seal.

"It's quite late. Should we arrange for the students to return to the dormitory first?"

Feng Ling glanced at the time on the classroom when he passed by it. It was almost time to go home from school.

"Row."

Feng Ling glanced at the teachers in the office, and they immediately went to each class to notify them to dismiss school early.

"Doesn't the school have a radio? Why did they notify each class one by one?"

Hua Meng expressed her incomprehension of these teachers' time-consuming and laborious operations.

"Who knows, maybe he wants to exercise before going to bed."

Feng Ling didn't care what these teachers did. Even if they were scared by him, Feng Ling could pretend that it had nothing to do with him.

When everyone had left, the entire second floor was dark except for the lights in the offices.

"This is the latest one I found. Take a look at it first."

Feng Ling took the laptop from Hua Meng, held his chin with one hand and looked at the screen.

The key clues had been screened out by Hua Meng. Feng Ling read them quite quickly and understood the new information in less than five minutes.

"So the principal might be coming soon?"

Feng Ling fiddled with her phoenix feather earrings with one hand and tapped the table lightly with the other.

"Not necessarily. Chaoyang High School's internal information is strictly controlled, so the news of tonight's explosion may not have been passed on. The school is built on the top of a mountain, surrounded by trees. When I looked from up high, I couldn't see any modern buildings outside."

Hua Meng felt annoyed when she thought about this. It was easy to create some weird things in the dungeon on the top of the mountain, especially the background story.

"I'm planning to use Teacher Yang's WeChat to send a message to the principal and get him to come to school as soon as possible. But there's a drawback to this. The principal is likely the final boss of this dungeon, and we can't be sure when he'll arrive. If we're not prepared in advance, we might end up making things worse."

There are not only three players in this copy. There are seven people in the group plus three people from the earthworm side. At least 13 out of the 11 people should have survived. Without the teacher, the couple is still alive for the time being, but how long they can hold on is unknown.

Hua Meng estimated that she had to go to the disciplinary room as soon as possible to search for clues, or at least get there before the anchor point expired.

"The principal can't come until at least the end of this week. So I need someone to help control these teachers' social interactions. Based on their conversational habits before they died, I need to imitate them so as not to arouse suspicion from the outside world."

"Doesn't Earthworm have a lot of puppets? With him around, things will be much easier."

Lian Wu directly set his sights on the earthworm, regardless of whether he agreed or not. Even if he disagreed, he could still force him to agree.

Moreover, when it comes to clearing the dungeon, Earthworm has already ranked 17th on the list, so it is not difficult to distinguish the pros and cons.

"By the way, let me tell you about the information Huang Youde just provided."

Huang Youde, who had already returned to his own residence, couldn't help but sneeze.

"This school was established nearly a hundred years ago, and there aren't as many grudges and hatreds as rumored. The principal is Yang Chuanbai, a graduate of Chaoyang High School.

Chaoyang High School was originally a private high school, recruiting the city's brightest students, offering them preferential treatment such as free tuition and employing highly-skilled teachers at high salaries. As a result, the high school enjoyed excellent growth in its early years, with its undergraduate admission rate and key university admission rate both ranking among the highest.

All the changes happened 30 years ago. The former principal was diagnosed with an unknown rare disease. In order to treat the disease, the principal spent almost all his fortune. Gradually, the school could no longer maintain its original generous treatment.

Soon, teachers began to be poached by other schools. With salaries declining, a large number of excellent teachers left, and parents, concerned about their children's futures, also transferred them to other schools. Chaoyang High School plummeted from its peak to the bottom of the world, and the founding principal himself soon passed away.

The school was put up for auction and was eventually bought by the then-young and promising Yang Chuanbai. It was believed that Yang Chuanbai did not want his alma mater to fall into perpetual decline, so he picked up this mess.

But the reality is not like this. Yang Chuanbai is a very divided person. He is very gentle to his family and children, but he treats the school and students very badly, as if the students are prisoners in a prison.

The Chaoyang High School we saw at the beginning was actually not much different from 30 years ago. After Yang Chuanbai acquired Chaoyang High School, he simply repaired it and almost left it alone.

However, this situation lasted for less than five years before Yang Chuanbai suddenly became interested in Chaoyang High School. He carried out long-term renovations on some buildings of Chaoyang High School and built a disciplinary room underground.

The previously haphazard admissions standards were revised. While the cutoff score wasn't as high as Chaoyang High School's initial admissions, it was still considered mid-to-high. At the same time, Chaoyang High School began recruiting a large number of outstanding teachers from outside. Huang Youde and Teacher Xu were among those recruited.

Lian Wu stopped and drank a glass of water to moisten his throat. It was the water Feng Ling had just bought from the mall.

The food section in the mall is completely blocked, but water is left for players.

"A radical teaching method began. Yang Chuanbai personally established a series of strict school rules for Chaoyang High School. In fact, there were more than one murder case here, and every few years, students would commit suicide because they couldn't bear it. Yang Chuanbai's way of solving all this was to fabricate lies, remove the responsibility from the school, and then bribe the students' parents.

His method was very effective, and after so many years, nothing happened at Chaoyang High School. But he made a foolish decision: he arranged for his daughter to teach there.

Yang Ling, Yang Chuanbai's daughter, owned the computer you just looked at. She loved telling her bestie everything, even things Yang Chuanbai had forbidden her from sharing.

Her best friend probably can't keep a secret, so the news of Zhou Yuan and Bai Yuanyuan's disappearance spread, and the school had to delay the start of the semester to resolve the situation."

Zhou Xiaer was listening to the gossip about Chaoyang High School, but in the end, she didn't hear anything about herself.

"What about me? Those people on the wall of honor are all top students. Didn't our parents have any doubts?"

Zhou Xiaer began to get impatient. Why wasn’t there anything about himself? Could it be that these teachers were unaware of it?

"I'm not sure. Huang Youde doesn't have any information about you. It's as if you don't even exist."

Lian Wu's words were undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Zhou Xiaer. Zhou Xiaer collapsed, his figure flickering, and it seemed that he could hardly maintain the most basic ghost form.

"That shouldn't be the case. He used to come to see me all the time. He said my sister was very outstanding and that my brother needed to be disciplined. How could he not remember me? Have I really been forgotten..."

A line of blood and tears was left on Zhou Xiaer's face. Being forgotten after death was undoubtedly another kind of pain.

Even though he knew that these younger students all remembered an excellent senior named Zhou, these younger students would never associate him with Senior Zhou. They only remembered the name and honor on the wall of honor, and would not think of him as a real person.

The reality of being forgotten frightened Zhou Xiaer. He had heard that true death was being completely forgotten.

"Shut up and stop crying. Have you forgotten that you are a ghost? You are howling here in the middle of the night, and your sister is still here. Why, you even want to scare your own sister?"

Zhou Xiaer, who was in a trance, was scolded by Feng Ling and actually mistook Lian Wu for Zhou Jing. He stopped crying forcibly and used his sleeves to wipe away the blood and tears on his face. As a result, his face was covered with blood, as if he had just eaten a human.

Lian Wu didn't feel anything about this identity attached to him, but he really didn't want to hear a ghost crying in the middle of the night. Whether it was scary or not was another matter, but it really affected their discussion of the issue.

"We'll try to get help from the Earthworms. The seven-member team can negotiate with them. It shouldn't be a problem."

"It's almost midnight. How about going to see the store owner again?"

Feng Ling now had points to spend, so he decided to go to the store owner to see if there were any other goodies. Although the wall of human tissue disgusted him, it wasn't the first time he'd seen such a disgusting sight, so he could just bear it and get through it.

"Sure. There's not much information about the shop owner right now, so you can try asking him."

No one had any objections, and Zhou Xiaer did not object to this option at all. He had no choice but to float behind them the whole time to see this place he had never set foot in.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Lianwu feels that he can smell the smell of smoke from burning everywhere. Maybe the smoke was blown here by the wind.

Halfway through the journey, Feng Ling suddenly remembered a place he had forgotten.

"Where do the teachers live? We don't seem to have seen any teacher's dormitory buildings."

Hua Meng, who was leading the way, did not stop. "No hurry. Since there is a space underground, it is likely down there too. Anyway, those teachers all know about the existence of the disciplinary room. Yang Chuanbai has no need to hide it from them."

Soon the familiar convenience store appeared in front of them.

The owner of the convenience store seemed to know that they were coming, and moved a rattan chair to the door early, sitting there with his eyes closed, basking in the moonlight.

There were two puppets beside him fanning him, and he lived a very comfortable life.

"You are here."

The owner of the convenience store didn't open his eyes, but he knew who was coming just by the sound of footsteps.

"Boss, you're truly so leisurely and elegant. Even the huge explosion outside didn't affect you."

The boss tilted his head slightly towards Hua Meng, his crimson lips raised, "Isn't this to wait for my big client? Next time before you kill someone, remember to leave me an intact body. I can reclaim it."

"It seems we have missed an opportunity to make a fortune."

Hua Meng responded with a smile. The NPC in front of her obviously did not belong to either side, so she should build a good relationship with him if possible. Even if she could not win him over, she had to ensure that she would not be won over by the principal's side.