When the voice came from the office, No. 99 immediately shut up and exchanged a look with No. 77 that said, "Pull your mouth shut."
It was needless to say what kind of person that person was. No one dared to act rashly in front of him.
Among all the trainees, only Zong Jiu dared to confront him directly. Fortunately, all the Class 9 students were tight-lipped. If word got out, who knew what those fanatical fans in the grade would do.
"Creak —"
Unexpectedly, before Zong Jiu could reach out to push the door open, the grayish-black door made a soft sound and was pulled open from behind.
He looked up and saw that other than No. 1, there were a few other trainees from Class 1 standing in the office.
The one who opened the door for them was one of the members of the Night people.
No. 2, Fan Zhuo, was standing in front of the office desk with a cold and stern expression.
Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows.
Seeing someone enter, the grayish-haired vampire did not say anything. Instead, he maintained his cold tone and gently nodded at the demon standing in front of the bookshelf. "Thank you for your guidance."
After that, he turned around and led the half-vampires out of the office.
When they brushed past each other, the leader of the Night people silently exchanged glances with the white-haired youth.
A hint of understanding flashed through the youth's light-colored eyes.
Now that Zong Jiu had formed an alliance with Fan Zhuo, in order to avoid detection, both of them relied on missionary supplementary books to pass information to each other in the middle of the night during their revision.
Because of this, Zong Jiu knew in advance why the other party appeared in the demon's office.
In terms of experience, no one in the entire dungeon could compare to Fan Zhuo, who had lived for two years in the Infinite Loop and held a high position.
Even in the Infinite Loop, many dungeons had their own rules, such as role-playing dungeons.
No. 2 analyzed that the demon had taken the high-level role-playing card of this group dungeon NPC, but NPCs were also divided into helpful NPCs and black-handed NPCs.
Generally speaking, it was rare for trainees to play the role of a black-handed NPC. However, Zong Jiu thought about the Granny Yin, the real BOSS of the Barren Village dungeon. He could not rule out this possibility.
However, Teacher Nan's resume was written very clearly. The entire teaching staff of No.1 Middle School knew that he was a great teacher that the school had hired from outside at a high price. He had once taught in another key high school and had countless students under his tutelage. Moreover, all of them were outstanding and impressive.
From the clues left behind by the previous batch of students, the trainees knew that the First High School had always been like this. It was not only before Teacher Nan arrived, it was already like this.
In conclusion, No.1 was most likely playing the role of a helpful NPC.
After all, the other teachers and parents were all faceless. Even if they were to play as NPCs, they had to follow the basic laws. Since the demon did not become a faceless person, it was very likely that the NPC he was playing as had some unusual clues.
Previously, there had been a fearless trainee who had gone to ask him about it, but he had told them not to disturb him before they found any clues. This had confirmed Fan Zhuo's suspicions.
No.2 had said that he would pick a time to come and test the waters today.
Unexpectedly, there was no time like the present. The Zong Jiu and Fan Zhuo just so happened to bump into each other.
However, looking at the current situation in the office, it was likely that the clue in the demon's hands would not be easy to obtain.
"Click."
The door was closed once again. There were only three Class 9 trainees left in the office and the sanctimonious Mr. Nan standing in front of the bookshelf.
The man held a book in one hand. His unbound black hair hung down from the side of his face and fell sparsely onto the pages. Through the gaps, only a golden silhouette could be seen. Perhaps it was the refraction of his spectacles, or perhaps it was his darker pupils.
He did not even raise his head. "What's the matter?"
No.77 and No.99 did not dare to breathe loudly. They cautiously greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Nan." Then, they trembled as they explained.
"Mr. Nan, we, we are here to sign up for the basketball game."
"Oh?"
No.1 chuckled ambiguously. "Do you know how to play basketball?"
No.99 was much more confident when he said this. "Yes!"
The demon's gaze swept across the two of them indifferently and fixed firmly on the white-haired youth at the back.
Ever since he entered the room, other than exchanging flirtatious glances with No.2, the Zong Jiu had his arms crossed in front of his chest. He looked cold and unapproachable.
The man retracted his gaze and casually flipped through the book in his hand.
It was also at this moment that the Zong Jiu's sharp eyes saw the gilded German logo of Immanuel Kant and the Critique of Pure Reason printed on the cover. There seemed to be an inverted copy of Arthur Schopenhauer's "The World as Will and Representation" in the back of the book.
It was shocking that a lunatic could read philosophy books and that a lunatic could read books.
This was because Mr. Nan had already said in class that there would be cameras throughout the entire basketball game and that physical appearance was required to pass the test. Therefore, at this moment, the other two stood in place with their backs straight, trying their best to show their mental state.
The demon said lightly, "Both of you have passed."
"You stay."
Everyone in the office was well aware of who this "you" referred to.
No.99 and No.77 immediately turned around and looked at Zong Jiu with worry and shock. They had no intention of moving.
The entire Class 9 knew that Mr. Nan and the class leader didn't seem to get along. Now, they could cause so much trouble just by choosing the players for the basketball game. With Brother Jiu's physical appearance, let alone No.1 Middle School, he would be invincible in the entire trainee dormitory. How could he be stuck on physical appearance?
After Zong Jiu shook his head at them, the two living treasures who were usually mischievous in class looked back every few steps and reluctantly left with a gaze that said they were afraid the class leader would be cruelly destroyed by the homeroom teacher.
The narrow room returned to silence once again.
The heavy book was closed and the black-haired demon turned around with an unpredictable smile on his face.
Zong Jiu was still prepared. If the other party asked him to demonstrate his shooting posture on the spot, or take off his clothes and hold a pointer on the spot to continue the content of the human biology class, they would use some twisted logic. In short, they would not let him sign up as he wished. Zong Jiu couldn't be more familiar with this process.
Therefore, several white lines appeared between his fingers as he crossed his arms. He was prepared to take advantage of No.1's unpreparedness to fight again.
Unexpectedly, No.1 raised his hand lazily. The fabric of his gloves contrasted sharply with the black hair on his back.
"Before you make your choice, I won't take any drastic actions. I will wait for your answer in the most peaceful manner possible."
Zong Jiu: "…?"
Could it be that the fight in the stairwell last time was fake? Could it be that the person who grabbed his hand and pressed him against the metal door was possessed?
However, the meaning behind the demon's words was worth considering.
On the surface, it seemed magnanimous, but in reality, it was a subtle threat.
Magician didn't fall for it. He snorted coldly. "What if I don't agree?"
"Don't be so sure. There's still a long way to go. I prefer to leave the surprise until the last moment."
No.1 shrugged. "Compared to this …"
The man purposely dragged out his words to leave enough suspense.
In the dim office, his dark golden pupils almost blended in with the cold gold around the frame of his glasses.
"How about this … let's play a game?"
Play a game?
Zong Jiu looked at the Devil's Eyes suspiciously. Unfortunately, both of them were experts at controlling their emotions. If they didn't want others to see through them, they would be able to tell from their expressions what they wanted to show.
For example, the current No. 1 was in high spirits, like a child who had gotten a new toy. His eyes flashed with mischievous light, cruel and naive like a child.
You could say that he was crazy, but sometimes he was very innocent. Therefore, his motive was always for fun and pleasure.
Of course, this didn't mean that he wasn't dangerous.
"Sure."
For the first time, Magician smiled faintly. "What game? If I win, what will I get? "
"You and the half-vampire guessed correctly. You're right, I do have the clue you want. "
The man's hand slowly slid across the thick spine of the book with a faint force. "If you can give me an unexpected surprise, then I'll give you the clue directly. How about that? "
Surprise?
Zong Jiu thought about the surprise he gave the other party last time. His brows furrowed in deep thought.
The first surprise was in Las Vegas. Zong Jiu used the clue of the demon's disguise to gain something without risking anything and made a deal with the main system.
The second surprise was in the Barren Village dungeon. Zong Jiu directly tore off the demon's puppet strings that controlled people.
The third surprise was when he kicked Granny Yin into the River of Forgetfulness.
The fourth surprise was when he lit the coffin on fire.
… From this, it could be seen that the demon's surprise was equivalent to a normal person's shock.
To be more specific, it could be as simple as finding out who No.1 was controlling as a puppet or setting a trap for him. These could all be categorized as surprises.
Thinking of this, what else did Zong Jiu not understand?
His special tool could easily detect who was being controlled by No.1. With a gentle tug of his little hand, he could forcefully remove the puppet's control.
If he was the demon, he would have to deal with himself first. At the very least, he would have to figure out the other party's conditions.
But … even if this was a blatant test, he would still jump in.
Magician's eyes turned and he agreed readily. "Sure. However, I have a better idea. "
"Oh?" The demon walked to the desk with interest and sat down. He crossed his arms. "Let's hear it."
Zong Jiu calculated in his heart. He said slowly, "Why don't we exchange the clue for an NPC's cooperation as a reward?"
The white-haired youth narrowed his eyes. His pupils darkened and rippled like a sly fox.
If an NPC cooperated, wouldn't that be letting No.1 cheat?
The man's interest grew. "Sure."
The difficulty of this dungeon was obvious. Even without the clue, with the cooperation of an NPC, it wouldn't be easy to clear it.
Besides, No.1 was also interested in the conditions that Magician wanted to propose.
"But what if you don't give me the surprise I want before the final exam?"
Zong Jiu smiled. "Of course … I'll be at your disposal."