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Chapter 8: Ivy Girls' Academy (8)

There were still 30 players remaining.


Everyone turned to look at Xiao Huai, feeling a chill. How had he appeared behind them without making a sound?


Xiao Huai’s knuckles moved slightly as he raised a finger and lightly tapped the phone screen. “He died from poisoning.”


The players who had been about to scold Xiao Huai turned to stare at the screen instead.


At that moment, a girl gasped. “That’s right! He didn’t hang himself; he died from poisoning!”


She pointed at the dead person’s nose. “I’m a doctor, and I didn’t notice until now that there was foam coming out of his nostrils…”


She started explaining using her professional knowledge.


In simple terms, people who die from hanging usually have a bluish-purple face.


People who die from poisoning typically show distress in their facial expressions, their lips turn grayish-white, and there’s foam around their mouths and noses.


If he was poisoned first and then someone staged a hanging to create the illusion of suicide, the face wouldn’t show significant discoloration.


The photos were taken backlit, so the dead person’s facial state wasn’t clear, and even the medical professional didn’t realize at first, but Xiao Huai noticed…


For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent. Ning Gaoqiang broke the silence with an angry shout.


“Damn it! It’s already dangerous enough in this cursed game, and now we have someone killing their own?”


Everyone realized that if they didn’t die from breaking the game rules, they must have been killed by someone.


Players couldn’t just die in their rooms like that, only to have it turned into a suicide case.


“But they could have also offended an NPC,” Hui Yulian suddenly said.


Xiao Huai looked at her and smiled lightly.


Hui Yulian continued, “In horror games, NPCs have their own emotions. If you offend an NPC, you might not even know how you died.”


“Really… is that how it is?”


The newbie players exchanged glances, silently noting this down. It was a hidden rule: never easily offend NPCs in any dungeon.


“But we all went back to the dorm together and then rested. How could they have offended an NPC?”


At that moment, it seemed implausible. If someone among them truly wanted to kill, that would be terrifying.


Ning Gaoqiang looked at the newbie player who raised the question and sneered, “Didn’t you see the dorm supervisor during the check? That figure…”


He whistled, adding a touch of levity to his expression. “Not to mention, everyone here probably isn’t innocent. Some people can’t control themselves; if they said a few teasing words to a girl with a nice figure, that NPC might hold a grudge.”


At this point, everyone began to recall last night’s dorm check.


Some were too scared to even open their eyes and missed what the dorm supervisor looked like afterward, but bolder players quickly chimed in, “Right! I remember that girl; damn, her figure was impressive.”


More players admitted to noticing the attractive dorm supervisor, each proud as if seeing her made them special, as if they weren’t cowards.


The timid players fell silent, lowering their heads.


The sound of polished shoes echoed on the floor as He Lecheng entered with a briefcase, wearing a broad smile. He took a deep breath as if savoring the fresh air.


Although there was still a faint metallic scent of blood in the air, it was much better than last night.


“Good morning, classmates! It’s another beautiful day. Let’s start with an analysis of the test papers.”


The players immediately returned to their seats and fell silent, all aware of what a “smiling tiger” he was.


He could kill without hesitation, and if they broke any hidden rules or angered an NPC, they might end up dead.


“Next, I’ll call the names of the students to come up and collect their test papers. Li Xiaoming…”


When Li Xiaoming received his paper and saw the score of thirty points, a chill ran down his spine. The NPC would surely punish him!


But He Lecheng still maintained his smile, saying, “Thirty points, not bad. You must improve next time, okay?”


“Y-yes! Thank you, teacher!”


No one could refuse the teacher’s praise, even if that person was an NPC monster.


Li Xiaoming excitedly took the paper, suddenly feeling motivated to study hard.


Every student called up next received compliments from the teacher, each with scores of at least twenty, and some lucky ones even managed sixty.


With a maximum score of one hundred, getting sixty points required both luck and academic talent.


The last student called was Xiao Huai. He lazily walked to the podium, glanced at his test score, and raised an eyebrow.


Three points—a score for a single multiple-choice question.


It seemed he had randomly guessed and managed to get one right, avoiding a zero.


He Lecheng’s smile vanished as he gripped Xiao Huai’s test paper tightly.


“You’re at the bottom of our class! To avoid dragging the class down, you must double your homework! Understand?!”


His expression suddenly turned terrifying, veins popping out as a fierce look in his eyes suggested he wanted to kill Xiao Huai on the spot.


The loud reprimand echoed throughout the classroom, the previous gentleness completely gone.


Was this the treatment for being at the bottom…?


He wasn’t scolding them, yet they all lowered their heads in fear, taking a long time to gather the courage to look at Xiao Huai.


Xiao Huai’s eyes still held a hint of laziness, but this time he smiled, quietly looking at He Lecheng.


He took the test paper from He Lecheng, completely unconcerned by the earlier scolding, and said, “Thank you, teacher.”


He Lecheng’s brow twitched slightly, and with an almost imperceptible movement, he smirked before returning to his usual smile.


He distributed a thick stack of practice books, saying, “This is your homework. Make sure to complete it because it’s school policy~”


He smiled gently and began writing an analysis of the test papers on the blackboard.


The entire morning was spent with He Lecheng lecturing; there seemed to be no other subject teachers present.


He Lecheng managed to cover language, math, and biology by himself.


Of course, as expected, almost no one in the class could understand.


They could at least follow along with the language part.


Math and biology? Ha.


He Lecheng smiled as he collected the test papers. “This afternoon will be self-study time. After lunch, let’s all study hard.” With that, he prepared to leave the classroom.


Listening to the lecture made them feel both sleepy and hungry, yet since the homeroom teacher was a killer monster, they could only endure it and listen.


Everyone hoped he would leave quickly, but just as He Lecheng stepped out of the classroom, he suddenly turned around to face them.


“Oh, I forgot to tell you, starting today, there will be a test every night. I hope everyone prepares well and makes progress~”

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