Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Qiao Yu immediately forgot about everything else when he saw the final system notification.
He clicked to exchange, and nine thousand nine hundred yuan landed right in his hands.
Qiao Yu fanned the air twice with the stack of bills like a handheld fan, then quickly tucked them into his pocket with a grin.
Beautiful. Having money in his pocket made him feel so much more secure.
-…The streamer is already a Blue-Name Streamer, but he isn’t even going to look at the mall channel?
-Holy crap, he actually exchanged it all for cash. Is the streamer an idiot?
-Is the person above me new to this Live Stream Room?
-Uh… don’t worry, even if he looks, he won’t buy anything.
Qiao Yu glanced at the comment section and curiously began browsing the Blue-Name Mall channel.
The Blue-Name Mall channel contained:
Clue Card (1 card / 1 Gold Coin, no purchase limit)
Talisman Lottery Pool (1 draw / 100 Gold Coins, limit of three per Instance, duration ten minutes.) [The lottery pool includes: Speed Talisman, Good Luck Talisman, Bad Luck Talisman, Immobilization Talisman, Safety Talisman.]
Spatial Grid (1 slot / 888 Gold Coins, no purchase limit) [One Spatial Grid is one square meter. Time is frozen within the Spatial Grid. It can store personal items and food, but cannot store living beings.]
As expected, they were all traps-expensive and impractical.
Qiao Yu couldn’t be bothered to look at these seemingly flashy but ultimately useless items any longer and clutched the fortune in his pocket tightly.
Next, Head Teacher Liu led everyone into the classroom. It was located at the end of the second floor, diagonally across from the restroom. Fortunately, it had been cleaned very thoroughly, and no unpleasant odors wafted over.
The desks and chairs were exactly like the ones he had seen in his dream last night-made of iron and bolted to the floor with large screws, immovable.
“New students, you are now officially assigned to Class F. The number of students is… Huh? Why is one missing? Why are there two empty seats in the class?”
Head Teacher Liu looked toward the back row against the wall in confusion, counting on his fingers as he muttered to himself, “Excluding the one student in solitary confinement, there should be 59 students. Why are there only 58 now?”
Were there sixty people in total? Qiao Yu glanced at the empty seats on both his left and right. One belonged to the student in solitary confinement, but what about the other one?
Was this a plot requirement, or had a streamer actually gone missing?
It was all the system’s fault for giving him a father who looked like a Faceless Monster. Qiao Yu had been so focused on the horror earlier that he hadn’t paid any attention to the number of streamers in the class.
As he pondered, the teacher on the podium seemed to be in a trance, muttering to himself, “That shouldn’t be right. Where is No. 54? Where is No. 54?”
“Present!”
At that moment, a lazy figure suddenly appeared at the door of Class F. From Qiao Yu’s angle, he could only see half of a brand-new school uniform. Judging by the voice, it was a boy, and it sounded faintly familiar.
Qiao Yu frowned and lowered his head, feeling an inexplicable sense of unease.
“Which class are you from?” Head Teacher Liu’s expression froze slightly as he asked instinctively.
“I’m from Class F. My parents woke up late this morning, so they were a bit slow in dropping me off. Sorry, Teacher.” The person spoke with a slight breathlessness, as if he had run there.
Head Teacher Liu glanced at the No. 54 on the boy’s uniform, then looked at his face as if confirming something. After watching him for a long while, he nodded with lingering suspicion. “Since it was the parents’ fault, I won’t pursue it this time. Come in. Remember not to be late again.”
In the next second, the minds of the streamers who were still secretly on guard went blank. Their gazes uncontrollably fell upon the newcomer.
A youth with bright eyes and white teeth walked slowly into the classroom. Qiao Yu followed the crowd and lifted his eyelids, and then his head began to thrum.
It was Shang Yan!
It was Shang Yan… looking exactly as he did when he was eighteen.
In that instant, Qiao Yu felt as if he had been transported back several years to the moment they first met. Back then, the other boy had burst into his life just like this, carrying fragments of sunlight and an undeniable force, pulling him back into the world of the living.
“You’re late. Sit to the right of No. 18, that last seat in the back row against the wall.”
Qiao Yu looked down at the student ID number embroidered on his uniform. Oh, I’m No. 18.
Damn it, even the seating arrangement is exactly the same as before.
Qiao Yu frowned and looked again at the person who had already taken his seat. The other boy winked at him, his long, straight eyelashes fluttering like raven feathers, seemingly brushing against Qiao Yu’s heart.
To be honest, Shang Yan’s face was beyond reproach. He had been exceptionally good-looking since childhood, with a face that was delicate and tender, yet possessed features as rich and vibrant as an oil painting. If not for the occasional flash of perverse moodiness between his brows, people might have believed he was a girl.
It was a level of beauty superior enough to transcend gender.
However, Shang Yan still had short hair at this time. He only started growing it out after they confirmed their relationship, all because Qiao Yu had mentioned liking it… and that was all.
“Students, eyes on me!” Head Teacher Liu’s dissatisfied roar erupted from the direction of the podium.
A split second later, a piece of chalk hit Qiao Yu square in the head.
“No daydreaming in class! Considering you’re a new student, I’ll be lenient this once, but you won’t be so lucky tomorrow. Go back and memorize the School Rules. I’ll be the first to quiz you on them.”
Qiao Yu: “……”
This guy was born to be his nemesis, wasn’t he?
The commotion caused by Shang Yan was quickly and ruthlessly suppressed by Head Teacher Liu. After distributing the School Rule Handbook, textbooks, and class schedules, she dismissed the class.
The dormitory was a six-person room with a loft bed over a desk; the environment was decent enough.
Qiao Yu carried the bedding he had received from the Dorm Superintendent back to the dormitory. The window was heavily obscured by the shadows of trees, leaving the room quite dark.
He reached out to flip the light switch, but the incandescent bulb overhead didn’t respond. Qiao Yu pressed it again before noticing what looked like a list of Dormitory Rules posted on the wall.
He took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and aimed it at the Dormitory Rules to read them.
1. Electricity is limited in the dormitory: Power is only supplied from 12:00-13:00 and 21:00-22:00. Power is cut off at all other times.
2. Maintain indoor hygiene; ensure there are no paper scraps or dust accumulation.
3. Keep personal belongings safe; theft is strictly prohibited.
4. Bedtime is strictly at 10:00 PM.
5. Tidy up personal areas after waking up. To request leave, you must obtain a leave slip from a teacher in advance.
After finishing, Qiao Yu used the School Rule Handbook in his hand to fan himself.
The rules and regulations of this school were truly excessive. No wonder the students in his dream acted like AI, performing every action according to a command.
Just then, the rest of the residents of Dormitory 305 arrived. Shang Yan was led through the door by the gloomy old Dorm Superintendent, who pointed at the bed for No. 19 and said coldly, “You’ll stay here then.”
Meanwhile, for some unknown reason, the original No. 19 was led away by the Dorm Superintendent looking completely bewildered.
Shang Yan had actually swapped beds with No. 19, and more importantly, the Dorm Superintendent had actually agreed to it.
This was quite astonishing.
The other four streamers stole glances at him while tidying their things, wondering what his background was. Their eyes held not just surprise but suspicion, as if they were wondering if he was the ‘ghost’ among them.
After Qiao Yu finished making his bed, he couldn’t help but look at the person making the opposite bed and asked, “How did you get the Dorm Superintendent to agree to let you switch dorms?”
In the meantime, everyone else in the dorm couldn’t help but prick up their ears.
Hearing this, Shang Yan turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, his long legs dangling and swinging lazily. “Instead of asking me how I entered this Instance, you’re asking me how I switched dorms? Why?”
“Because I want to switch dorms too.”
Qiao Yu already knew Shang Yan was thick-skinned, but he hadn’t expected him to be this shameless-actually following him into an Instance? Not only were their seats adjacent, but even their beds had to be next to each other. Did he have to be this clingy?
Shang Yan seemed amused by him. He threw up his hands like a total rogue. “I threw money at him. You go try it.”
Qiao Yu: “……”
Fuck, being rich is really something, isn’t it!