Chapter 112.2 Merfolk Shore
Most players hadn’t rested well. As they closed their eyes and waited for the school bell to ring, the game notification sound made everyone start, completely waking them up.
【Attention all players】
【The music concert is approaching, how can you just stand still!】
【Side Quest: Class Representative Election
Quest Description: Students with outstanding academic qualities are often favored by teachers. Becoming a class representative can help you earn higher daily points.
Note: Each student can only become the class representative for one teacher.
Note: Please decide within twenty-four hours which teacher you want to be the class representative for. The system will randomly generate a quest for you.
Warning: Choosing the right teacher is crucial!!!】
The last three exclamation marks were displayed in red on the panel, indicating its high importance.
Wen Shi: “First, let’s rule out Ms. E.”
This one, who sent them to the library late at night, posed too great a risk.
He suddenly muttered to himself, catching Arlon’s attention. Wen Shi explained what he needed to do. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Jian Qingrong sending a message and froze, “Where did you get a phone?”
“Inherited the belongings of the deceased roommates,” Jian Qingrong boldly answered, producing two campus cards.
Wen Shi: “…What about the remaining phone?”
It would be useful for Arlon.
However, Jian Qingrong looked up towards the front row.
Wen Shi understood. “You gave it to the Wandering Corpse?”
Jian Qingrong nodded, revealing a gentle smile, “This way, through him, we can synchronize information better. For example, last night, there was a merfolk with ill intentions toward you.”
He had exercised considerable self-control by refraining from tampering with the water source. Originally, Jian Qingrong wanted all potential wrongdoers to understand the significance of possessing a pure soul.
Wen Shi managed a forced smile. Another surprising point was that the Wandering Corpse was actually using a phone.
“His learning ability is significantly improving…” Wen Shi looked at the front row, squinting his eyes.
Song Yan suddenly asked, “Boss, are you planning to choose one of the three mentors as the class representative?”
Wen Shi nodded. Settling for less wasn’t an option. The power held by these mentors far surpassed that of ordinary instructors. Getting close to them would increase the chances of getting a performance slot.
“It would be best to choose a merfolk.” Amidst Song Yan’s astonished gaze, Wen Shi added, “Scarcity makes things valuable, you know.”
In the eyes of regular faculty members, players were a source of subpar merfolk meat. While merfolk were fierce, the risks they posed were predictable—mostly revolving around cannibalistic mating.
“Faculty members sharing the meat means dividing the benefits. It can’t be enjoyed by just one person,” Wen Shi explained slowly, “Merfolk, on the other hand, devour their mates all on their own.”
So, real merfolk definitely wouldn’t behave like the defective ones from last night. To prevent their identities from being exposed, the likelihood of merfolk targeting class representatives wasn’t high. After all, even rabbits don’t eat grass near their burrows.
From this perspective, being a merfolk’s class representative was like having a talisman for protection.
Ji Yuanzhi agreed, “Putting these three people on the same day in the timetable is probably just a way to let us make a final judgment. From a gaming perspective, there’s a high likelihood that at least one of the three choices is a real merfolk.”
The school bell rang.
The entering mentor had a cold demeanor, a man who seemed like an icy mountain. “I’m surnamed Qi. Today, I’ll start by teaching you the simplest music theory, followed by some imitation exercises.”
The projector began displaying the course material. Removing the distorted horror elements, the mentors at Mingzhu Academy were genuinely talented. The ppt slides were well-organized, showing signs of meticulous preparation.
Theory classes had always been uninteresting.
As the saying goes, the one closest to the ink gets stained. The Wandering Corpse in the front row was slacking off. Wen Shi, seated at the back, whispered, “Does eating merfolk meat for a long time turn you into a merfolk?”
Jian Qingrong replied, “Cooked meat won’t, but even if you eat it raw, the transformation isn’t immediate.”
Everyone’s constitution varied greatly. The first sanatorium director conducted numerous experiments and was the only one who managed to coexist perfectly with the contaminant.
“Eulia, and the two students talking in the back row, stand up and move to the back.”
The Wandering Corpse left a deep impression on everyone during the first class. His name was almost engraved in the mentors’ minds.
Wen Shi exchanged a glance with Jian Qingrong and looked towards Arlon, who sat on the outermost side. He felt a bit embarrassed, “Excuse me, I’ll go stand.”
Being singled out and punished in front of his family made him slightly ashamed.
Astonishingly, Arlon praised him, “Not bad at all. When I was your age, I almost got expelled for retaliating against a disciplinary officer.”
“……” What, why did you retaliate against a disciplinary officer?
Arlon seemed to know what he was thinking, “Weaklings don’t deserve to teach me.”
The three of them stood in a row, leaning against the cold wall. The Wandering Corpse stared up blankly, Jian Qingrong’s peripheral vision was all about Wen Shi, and the one closest to the wall, Wen Shi, sneakily gazed out at the overcast sky, contemplating what to have for lunch.
The forty-minute class with Mr. Qi was devoid of any smiles. Unlike Mr. Ruan, his voice had a metallic chill to it.
Without revealing any emotions, Wen Shi concluded that there must be some details he had missed. Among the three mentors, there had to be one with some sort of anomaly.
After one class, Wen Shi’s daily points were deducted by three.
The next class was taught by the red-haired female teacher named Lily. Unlike the other two, Lily had a very distinct enthusiastic and lively personality. To liven up the atmosphere, she even personally performed an introductory dance.
After her dance, Lily’s heartbeat gradually steadied. She immediately began her lecture, explaining how to effectively integrate body language with music.
Wen Shi’s gaze had never shifted, and suddenly his eyes sparkled, as if he had made a discovery.
When it was time for Mr. Ruan’s class, Wen Shi unusually paid attention, as if he couldn’t bear to blink, staying focused from start to finish.
Towards the end of the class, Wen Shi was called upon to answer questions, a predicament he had escaped yesterday.
Mr. Ruan asked three questions, which he couldn’t answer, earning him the distinction of losing five points.
Mr. Ruan only allowed a few seconds for answers before immediately moving on to the next question, making it impossible for anyone nearby to even offer hints.
Song Yan, who had recently been impressed by Wen Shi’s attentive behavior in class, was surprised, “Huh, are you really paying attention?”
One of the questions had been covered in class, so it was evident that Wen Shi’s focus wasn’t directed toward the instructional material.
After class, as usual, Mr. Ruan exited the classroom right on time. Wen Shi was about to speak, but suddenly he turned his head.
That sensation of being scrutinized, much like on the train, returned.
The malevolent gaze, as if someone wanted to stick to him like glue, made his brows furrow.
Most of the players were heading out, so it was hard to determine who held hostility towards him. This had even surpassed mere animosity, moving closer to a sense of murderous intent.
Keenly attuned to feelings of aggression, Arlon sensed it as well. Unfortunately, as the last class ended and everyone rushed out in a swarm to get cheap food, precise pinpointing wasn’t possible.
Once all the students had left, Wen Shi said, “It’s not Lily.”
Song Yan: “Because she danced?”
Given that merfolk experienced pain when walking on land, the probability of them loving dance was low.
Wen Shi shook his head. “Merfolk with great power should have overcome that issue long ago.”
They even developed Edge of the Abyss Food Processing Factory. Intelligence and physical prowess couldn’t be measured by primal values.
“However, some things are difficult to change…” Wen Shi’s expression grew more solemn. “All three mentors have thermos flasks. After Lily’s dance, she started her lecture without drinking any water. Mr. Qi had taken two sips of water in total, while Mr. Ruan had taken five sips.”
The need for fish to drink water was carved into their genes, and no matter how much they evolved, it couldn’t be completely erased.
It was hard to distinguish the last two mentors. Mr. Ruan had a longer class, twice the duration, counting the breaks in between.
Solving this kind of multiple-choice question by using omniscience to find the answer could have serious backlash. Ji Yuanzhi couldn’t use his skill【Omniscient Seer】. “The thermos flask is the breakthrough. What liquid it holds could help us confirm further.”
Wen Shi didn’t respond.
The risk of stealing the mentors’ thermos flasks was too high. It wouldn’t be worth it.
“Let’s make a guess,” he said at last.
When risks and rewards didn’t align, Ji Yuanzhi and Wen Shi shared the same perspective. With a fifty percent probability, it was either right or wrong.
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