There is only one concert left until the end of the dungeon.
Wen Shi was thinking about how to get through the few days before the concert. How about spreading the story of King Asa and seeing if he could gain more followers?
Unfortunately, the game seemed to already know what he was thinking, as the prompt sound continued to broadcast.
[All players, please note that due to the heavy damage suffered by Mingzhu Academy, in order to appease the students, the concert will be held earlier this year.]
[Please wait for notification. ]
Wen Shi thought to himself that a piece of the auditorium's roof had been blown off. Was it going to be held in such a cold wind?
Everyone is thinking about their own things.
Teacher Ruan, who was completely ignored in the cold wind, struggled to stand up and looked at the fallen principal's body, not knowing what he was thinking.
In Wen Shi's opinion, this was a feeling of emptiness after a great revenge. Teacher Ruan first betrayed the Mermaid King, and although the principal was seriously injured by him later, the final blow was given by Jian Qingrong, so he probably felt unwilling to accept it.
Can't stay here for long.
If he continued to stay, anyone with a little bit of strength could kill him. Teacher Ruan's face was gloomy and pale. The mermaid had businesses outside the school, and there would always be a day when she would make a comeback.
"Human..." Yarlin suddenly spoke.
Teacher Ruan paused as he passed him, blood dripping from his shoulder.
"You can't kill them all."
There are so many humans in this world, it is difficult for mermaids to completely replace humans.
If they cannot reverse the gene that requires food to reproduce, they will become extinct sooner or later even if they occupy the Mermaid Coast.
Teacher Ruan clenched his fists, walked forward without saying a word, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.
In the end, the only one who watched him disappear was Wen Shi. Wen Shi discovered a very interesting phenomenon in Teacher Ruan. Although he also broke the rules, Teacher Ruan abandoned his natural loyalty and did not go crazy.
He temporarily summarized it into two reasons. One is that animals are naturally inclined to admire the strong in the hierarchical order. When the Mermaid King was betrayed, he was no longer as strong as before; the other is... Wen Shi looked at the mirror. As the source of the impetus to break the rules, the [Philosophical Mirror] has a certain power of its own.
Before dawn, Wen Shi found the radio station on campus.
The door was unlocked, indicating the announcer's hasty evacuation. He turned on the equipment and asked the little octopus to broadcast to the entire campus. When the little octopus became serious, his voice was low and elegant: "Dear students, the disaster is over, and King Asa will be with you forever."
The broadcast echoed throughout the campus. Some students carefully opened the windows and indeed heard no more sounds of fighting.
As for the broadcast's content, everyone assumed it was a prank by students who worshipped King Arthur and had sneaked out. Perhaps it was just the damned freshmen who were the worst offenders of school rules. However, they all unanimously prayed to King Asa to end the night's disaster, even those who didn't believe in him. They simply couldn't think of anything to worship; there weren't any myths circulating on the Mermaid Coast.
When it was almost dawn, the bodies were taken away and several construction teams suddenly entered the campus and began to clear the rubble and carry out post-disaster reconstruction.
"This efficiency..."
Just as Wen Shi was sighing, a voice came from behind: "Several more high-ranking members of the school have returned. Teacher Qi is in charge of the overall situation. He has contacted wealthy businessmen on the coast and obtained a large amount of sponsorship by offering their children the qualification to enter the school without taking the entrance exam."
Wen Shi looked up and his first thought was: the sheep are coming.
The fat man still pretended to be kind, but this time it wasn't to plot against Wen Shi: "It's customary to return gifts. I'll remind you once more, do you know why Ji Yuanzhi was delayed for so long yesterday?"
Wen Shi was indeed a little curious about this matter. Ji Yuanzhi originally went to delay the principal, but he arrived late after the principal and the mermaid had finished fighting.
"Not long after you reminded me, a large number of monsters in the dormitory building began to come out and chase me alone."
Wen Shi also encountered a similar situation. The monster only chased one person because of the [Fire Doll], but he remembered that to activate this thing, he needed to put in the player's hair.
The fat man smiled grimly: "I have always been cautious. There is no way anyone in the dungeon could take my hair."
"... Half a month before entering the dungeon, I stayed at the hotel owned by the Second Commandment."
Wen Shi's expression changed, and he understood what he was hinting at.
…Some hotel employees are secretly selling players' hair.
No wonder Ji Yuanzhi looked so unhappy last night. If this matter were to get out, it would have a huge impact on the hotel.
"All employees working in the virtual world must sign a contract in advance," the fat man said, "but buying and selling guests' hair doesn't strictly speaking constitute betrayal of the hotel."
When the fat man was being chased by the monster, he immediately called Ji Yuanzhi to ask him to save the situation.
Most people wouldn't dare to lie about this kind of thing. In order to protect the hotel's reputation, Ji Yuanzhi helped sweep away the monsters for several hours.
"Among the hotel guests, whose hair is the most valuable?" the fat man asked meaningfully and turned to leave.
Wen Shi was sure that he was the best.
After pondering for a while alone and unable to come up with a solution, he finally decided to fill his stomach first and think about other things later.
The cafeteria is closed today, so you can only buy food in the store.
When Wen Shi left, only bread was left. When he brought the bread back to the dormitory, only Ji Yuanzhi was sitting quietly on the chair.
Yaerlin didn't like confined spaces, so these days, to protect Wen Shi, he'd been spending most of his time wandering around the dorm and a few fixed spots on campus. After the matter was over, he immediately took his spirit form to the coast to enjoy the breeze. Song Yan had no idea when he'd extended his transformation, and he still hadn't returned.
There was no sign of anything unusual on Ji Yuanzhi's face; he looked as calm and composed as usual.
"I'll give you a solution." He spoke suddenly without saying anything specific. He expected that Fatty would tell Wen Shi, so when he won a great victory in the early morning, he didn't mention such a disappointing thing.
Ji Yuanzhi has always been very meticulous in his planning, but unfortunately, even a god cannot take care of every detail.
Wen Shi chewed slowly, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. I won't hold any prejudice against Erjie because of this. After all, everyone makes mistakes at work sometimes."
Ji Yuanzhi was slightly stunned, surprised that this man didn't even frown when it came to matters of life and death?
Wen Shi finished the last bite of bread and said seriously, "I've known for a long time that free food and free drinks are bound to bring bad things."
This statement is not sarcastic, it is very realistic.
He doesn't care whether it's his super lucky attribute or some monsters' love or hate for him because of his father. He takes the benefits when they come and responds flexibly when it's time to repay the debt.
Wen Shi packed up his things and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After another death last night, the whole piece of clothing was covered in blood and was still sticky from sticking to the body.
As they walked towards the bathroom, Wen Shi suddenly realized something was amiss. Last night, Jian Qingrong had seen him covered in blood, but she hadn't said anything. They chatted and laughed normally, and only after dawn, when she was sure there was no danger, did she excuse herself from going to the dormitory with him, saying something she had to do.
"..." Could this guy be squatting in a corner and turning evil alone?
In the dormitory, Ji Yuanzhi looked out the window, took off his glasses and gently pressed them between his eyebrows.
The matter has not been confirmed yet, but he estimates that there was a problem within the hotel and the number of transactions would not be too large. Generally, guests are very careful when staying in a hotel, but there are always exceptions.
According to the fat man, he had accepted an emergency team request from a fellow traveler when he checked in, and hadn't had time to double-check the room. Pei Wenwei had been staying at the hotel for a long time, so it was inevitable that he would make mistakes.
Ji Yuanzhi quickly made a list of suspects in his mind, and followed the scattered light from the balcony with his peripheral vision, slowly planning something.
Before 4 p.m., everyone returned to the dormitories one after another, and the college officially announced:
"The concert will begin promptly at 7:00 PM tomorrow evening. Students who need to rehearse can use the auditorium between 6:00 and 9:00 PM."
The auditorium was the first to be renovated and has been put into use.
The role is small and unimportant, but Wen Shi, who is going to play the person who cracks the stone, still has to go to rehearsal. Because Ji Yuanzhi has to use someone else's identity, he goes out early to prepare to hit the target he had chosen before.
On the way, Wen Shi heard some players complaining.
"Who knew something like this would happen last night? I'll have to get points sooner rather than later."
As of tomorrow, all players' daily points will stop counting. If you still want to give it a try, you can only find a living teacher to try to trigger the side quest.
"Why don't you try sneaking in? Otherwise, you won't get any reward points."
"Don't you want to live? If you get caught, you will definitely die."
Wen Shi suddenly felt a little envious of Song Yan. The latter could transform into a mirror and be taken to the concert, but whether or not he would be discovered depended entirely on the will of the game.
Song Yan also knew this, so he would never slack off when passing the dungeon.
The next day was sunny and windy, and the rainy weather that had lasted for several days finally disappeared.
When leaving the dormitory building at six o'clock, Wen Shi found that the dormitory manager was missing.
Seeing that he had been looking towards the duty room, Jian Qingrong said calmly: "There's nothing worth worrying about. You don't like her anyway."
Wen Shi didn't take it to heart.
The dormitory manager was not a good person either. He almost missed the dormitory inspection on the day when the manager came. The next day he found out that those who came back late would be dragged to the bathroom to have their teeth broken.
A large number of flowers and plants were placed inside the auditorium to suppress the odor that had not yet completely dissipated after the renovation.
The college had no intention of holding a memorial service for the president; instead, they set aside a space to place white chrysanthemums as a memorial. As for Lily and other missing faculty members, the school's leadership tacitly adopted a cold approach, privately forbidding anyone from mentioning the names of the deceased, determined to let time completely overturn the bloody record of that night.
The students who were qualified to be spectators were all wearing uniform and looked very energetic. Sponsors and some local dignitaries would also come to watch later.
The actors who arrived early all went backstage to put on makeup. Wen Shi was wearing a gray but well-detailed costume. From the side, a senior from the crew could be heard excitedly saying, "I heard that everyone can get extra credits, and our graduation rate will be higher this year."
Another person glanced at Wen Shi and deliberately raised his voice: "The school will soon be expelling some of the specially recruited students."
The copy is almost over, and even this sarcastic tone is soothing to listen to.
The only thing that made Wen Shi a little worried was "Zombie Wandering". The rehearsal time was tight yesterday, and everyone hurriedly went through the stage. For a solo piece like "Zombie Wandering", there was no need to even go through the stage.
The makeup artist doing the zombie's makeup frowned. The skin was so strange, so cold and pale, she had to use a darker foundation. The makeup artist did the makeup for ten people alone, and without giving it much thought, she finally applied rouge to make the zombie look better.
At 6:50, all the guests arrived.
The concert started promptly at 7:00. Wen Shi adjusted to the second performance and did not leave the backstage.
The host announced the show from the front, and high-pitched, bright music began to play, accompanied by the clacking of shoes on the wooden stage. After the opening dance, Wen Shi followed the students in front of him onto the stage, thinking as he walked that he hadn't had the chance to dance with them this time. What a shame!
It is a loss to the art world that the singing and dancing group failed to form a group successfully.
From the moment he stepped onto the stage, he sensed someone was staring at him. Wen Shi came to his senses and accurately located Jian Qingrong, who was sitting in the second row holding flowers. There was a small octopus clinging to the flowers.
Wen Shi: "…"
As a sponsor's privilege, Jian Qingrong got a spot as an audience member.
The building he sponsored was originally called Nianwen Building, but for good luck, it was changed to Laishi Building. When Wenshi heard this, his mouth twitched and he asked if it was taken from the phrase "good luck comes quickly". Jian Qingrong did not give a clear answer, but he was very satisfied with the name anyway.
On the slope of the auditorium roof, Yarlin used his mental power to follow the performance inside.
"My acting was good, very genuine and natural."
Leopard Spirit: "Yeah."
Although they have never seen anyone else play the stone.
Flowers were not allowed on the stage. After Wen Shi finished his performance, he went backstage to change his costume. Only when he came down did Jian Qingrong hand him the flowers.
To be fair, the students of Mingzhu College are quite strong, and any of their works can be passed down as a classic if released to the public.
When Wen Shi was watching with great interest as a spectator, the zombie came on stage.
Tonight, Youshi was dressed very neatly, wearing a tuxedo and a slicked-back hairstyle. Because he was tall and had broad shoulders, his temperament could support this hairstyle.
He finally stood on the stage he had dreamed of, holding the microphone, but suddenly lost focus for two seconds.
The host was standing beside the stage, winking at him desperately.
Wen Shi was in the audience, desperately looking for earplugs.
"grateful..."
Youshi's sudden words made Wen Shi pause and he looked over in surprise.
"Thank you, harp, thank you, heart," the strange words and punctuation made the audience look at each other in confusion. When Teacher Qi's face turned black, Youshi finally got to the point: "Tomorrow Will Be Better, for you."
Wen Shi was silent for a moment, and after a moment he thought with comfort: This unfilial son finally understands something.
The wandering corpse half-closed his eyes, enjoying the stage with the attitude of a soul singer, and began to sing:
"Gently awaken the sleeping soul——"
The heart of the Mermaid King did work to some extent, and the song was not out of tune, but when it was sung, every note was filled with a feeling of oppression and darkness, and the words seemed to be blooming with suffering. The people who heard it finally no longer felt simply nauseous, but more like they had eaten poisonous mushrooms, with numbness and dizziness in their mouths.
The singing was like a bell striking his heart. Wen Shi, who was just moved for two seconds, covered his chest and said, "Stop knocking, you're going to knock your dad out."
My head was getting more and more dizzy, especially for those sitting in the first row. Their eyes almost popped out of their heads in surprise. How could such a show be performed on stage?
"Open your eyes slowly—"
The sound engineer tried his best to amplify the accompaniment, but no matter how loud it was, the sound of the zombies was always one degree higher.
Three minutes passed, and the Wandering Corpse finished singing. The host stumbled as he came on stage, barely steadying himself before saying, "I'm tired of the same old shows. This year, we've specially arranged a refreshing program for everyone. The beautiful lyrics, sung in a unique way, symbolize the life after suffering!"
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
The claim that this was a deliberate arrangement is quite credible, after all, most people really can't sing to this effect.
Wen Shi's head drooped weakly, feeling that he needed to rest for a while. Seeing the little octopus fainted in the bouquet, he performed CPR on it with his fingers.
The concert lasted until 11 o'clock in the evening, and it always ended with a chorus. This year's chorus piece was "A Warm Day in the Sun", which Teacher Ruan played on the gramophone on the first day of class.
Wen Shi listened to the speech with a touch of emotion. The host stood on the stage with great emotion: "Talent brings us together. Thank you to all the guests... See you next year!"
With a "pop" sound, golden ribbons fell from above their heads. The students stood up and applauded and cheered. The players present also clapped their hands sincerely several times to celebrate that they could finally leave the dungeon.
"Congratulations to the player for clearing the S-rank dungeon 'Mermaid Coast'."
"The faction mission rewards have been sent to your backpack, please check it."
"The copy settlement is about to begin."
"The player successfully secured a performance opportunity at the concert and received double the points, for a total of 8,000 points."
The copy has not been transferred yet, so Wen Shi directly clicks into the backpack to check:
[Small Cloak: A must-have for Chaotic Evil characters, Concealing +40, Warming +30, and can be invisible for one minute per day.]
Wen Shi: "…"
He loved the fairness of the game!
The damage to the singing voice caused by the zombies was finally healed.
Just as they were about to check the accompanying skills, the host bowed in thanks on the stage, signaling the end of the concert.
Amid the noise of students and audience members getting up and walking out, the surrounding scene suddenly became less clear, a sign that the transmission was about to begin.
Wen Shi looked at Jian Qingrong and said, "Tea talk..."
I wanted to say we'll meet over tea, but my voice was bounced back by an invisible force.
Wen Shi was helpless. After a flash of white light in front of his eyes, he could only wait for the transmission to be completed in the blurry mosaic.
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Virtual world.
It was a cloudy day with heavy fog.
Wen Shi went straight back to the hotel owned by Erjie as usual and enjoyed the high-end suite service.
Ji Yuanzhi would naturally investigate the hair issue. He first enjoyed a comfortable hot bath. There was still an hour before the tea party. After ordering room service, Wen Shi suddenly left a message to the game out of curiosity:
"Why was the Count not there when the monster was pulled in after the [Come to My House] was activated last time?"
A cold, mechanical voice replied:
[Please do not skip this target every time you send an afternoon tea invitation. ]
"..." Wen Shi laughed awkwardly.
I was careless. As the Crazy Earl who was identified as one of the thousandth family members by taking advantage of a loophole in the game, Wen Shi's attitude has always been to stay away from him and he would simply ignore the invitations he sent.
The game has been recovering faster and faster recently. Wen Shi strongly suspects that it is related to the zombies' upcoming second round of evolution.
It is unknown what connection exists between the two parties.
"Zombies..."
A rebellious son whose loyalty has never exceeded 10 but who has learned to be grateful on stage proves that his educational policy is not wrong.
However, Wen Shi soon stopped caring about the wandering corpse. After he suddenly relaxed, the long-lost memory reminded him how pretentious he was in front of his family last time.
"I hope they've forgotten my chuunibaku performance last time."
Wen Shi prayed devoutly.
Before the kingdom is completely established, let the zombies take the blame and say that they were poisoned by the singing.