13: Chapter 13: Angel Campus (Thirteen)

At the thought of this, Mo Lan broke out in a cold sweat; fortunately, the expert had warned her, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"The time is currently unknown. I suggest we divide the work and search for information in separate areas," Zhan Hao reminded everyone.

Tai Feng, who had always been a lone wolf, did not object this time.

Mo Lan pursed her lips and chuckled softly.

This uncle looks fierce, but it's all an act. He's actually quite a good person. Looking at the scar on his left cheek now, hmm, she felt it was somewhat handsome.

"Time is tight. For the sake of our lives, we should hurry up," Tai Feng said, then left first.

They split up to take action.

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She didn't know how much time had passed. At the entrance of the infirmary, Qian Ye sat on a bench, yawning repeatedly.

Finally, after yawning countless times, she heard footsteps.

"Hmm, they're finally here."

Qian Ye was boredly fiddling with the little green sprout in the flower pot.

The first to arrive were Mo Lan and Tai Feng. They were in a sorry state, their exposed skin covered in bloodstains.

Seeing Qian Ye's leisurely appearance, they thought: Ah, confirmed by the look in her eyes, the expert is still the expert.

They were already used to it; they were numb, completely numb.

They were just curious about when she had discovered it. It was amazing; who knew classrooms had things like class schedules?

They had searched for clues all the way, and finally locked their target on the classroom.

They completed the tasks according to the requirements and obtained the final clue: the class schedule.

It took a lot of effort to find the class schedule, but unexpectedly, it was in the hands of the teacher inside the classroom.

Getting the class schedule from her was no easy feat, after all, she was the mini-boss in the classroom, and her abilities were not simple.

As they were recalling this, Zhan Hao arrived, supporting Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's face was pale. Seeing his left hand made one's pupils shrink.

The left arm had been neatly severed in half, and the entire limb was dripping with blood.

For a moment, the atmosphere became heavy.

Lin Yu's eyes were full of pain. He couldn't believe that he had just become a cripple.

Seeing Qian Ye looking like a little princess, clean and pristine, in stark contrast to their disheveled state, and thinking of his own plight, Lin Yu's expression became twisted.

"Why are you here?" His tone was harsh, full of accusation.

The few of them had exerted so much effort to discover the correct time point, searching for clues all the way, but they hadn't seen her shadow anywhere.

And now, she had appeared.

She was still so clean, looking just like a little palace princess, which further provoked Lin Yu, who had lost half an arm.

He was extremely unbalanced inside.

He questioned her regardless of anything else.

Qian Ye glanced at him lazily, her gaze lingering on his left arm for a moment.

This look provoked Lin Yu even more.

"Speak! Why do you have the right to be here? Who told you?" Lin Yu's eyes were bloodshot.

He stared fixedly at Mo Lan. "It was you!" Among all of them, only she, Mo Lan, was close to her.

Mo Lan was almost angered to the point of laughter by his behavior.

"Lin Yu, are you sick?" He was like a mad dog, biting at everyone.

If the expert hadn't warned her, they would still be like headless flies right now.

Zhan Hao, standing to the side, was also speechless upon hearing this.

What was wrong with this guy, always picking a fight with that lunatic?

Once, twice... he didn't want to cause trouble for himself either. Thinking this, Zhan Hao moved aside, putting some distance between himself and Lin Yu.

This scene was caught by the sensitive Lin Yu, who reacted as if his tail had been stepped on.

He looked incredulous. "You dislike me too, don't you?"

"Yes, I'm a cripple now, a burden, and everyone wants to avoid me."

"Heh, I was too stupid and naive." Lin Yu muttered to himself for a while. He lowered his head, not knowing what he had figured out, and when he looked up again, he stared at them as if they were enemies.

Mo Lan... Tai Feng... Zhan Hao...

All of them were speechless in unison. How had they not noticed before that this person was so "innocent and naive"?

Brother, this is a game! An Eerie Game that concerns personal life, and you're acting like a saint here!

Do you think everyone should be selfless? Kind? United?

Because of the incident with Yu Zi last time, they already had some reservations about him.

Only this time did they realize that his personality was truly not suitable for being a teammate.

"Why aren't you talking?"

"Why are you staying silent?"

"Heh, it seems I guessed your thoughts correctly."

Lin Yu's face was ferocious. Like a lunatic, he was biting at the players present.

Qian Ye stood up, closed the hong ling umbrella, walked directly to his side, and kicked him right in the stomach.

Without any mercy.

Taken completely by surprise, Lin Yu was kicked to the ground.

Qian Ye stared at his left arm, where wisps of black mist were overflowing.

Lin Yu's face turned pale and green. "You..."

Qian Ye pressed her index finger against her lips, making a shushing gesture. "You'd better be quiet."

"Ah!" The tip of the hong ling umbrella poked directly into the wound on his left arm, causing the black mist to recede and blood to flow uncontrollably.

When she pulled away, the black mist began to overflow again, and the blood gradually vanished. Qian Ye, as if she had found a fun toy, poked it, paused, and poked it again, her face full of smiles.

Lin Yu rolled around in pain, daring only to glare hatefully at Qian Ye.

Having had enough fun, Qian Ye retracted the hong ling umbrella, letting the blood from the tip drip down, and looked at him with a gentle smile.

Her actions taught the other players another lesson: don't provoke Qian Ye, no matter who you provoke.

For a moment, there was complete silence, save for Lin Yu's painful wails.

Accompanied by the bell for the second class, a man wearing a white coat walked in their direction.

He was humming some tune, his body swaying, looking to be in an excellent mood.

Zhang Wei saw the people at the entrance of the infirmary, and the smile on his face froze halfway.

What was going on? They had determined the time so quickly.

"Useless," the man cursed under his breath, then walked over with a stiff smile.

"Students, you are really punctual."

After saying this, a flash of sinister malice crossed Zhang Wei's eyes.

Qian Ye looked at him and walked to his side, obedient and cute. She looked up and asked, "Uncle, I'm curious, how many doctors do we have in our infirmary?"

She had hoped to see the Baby again today.

"Quite a few," Zhang Wei said, his eyes full of hidden meaning.

"Time is up. The physical examination begins." Zhang Wei grinned, looking ill-intentioned.

"Doctor, you should see this one first." Qian Ye kindly reminded him, pointing to the injured person on the ground.

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Yu, and he licked his lips. "Yes, yes, yes, right, there is a patient, should first eat... ahem, treat him."

If one ignored the excitement in his eyes, one might even believe he genuinely wanted to treat his illness.

"No, I don't want to."

"Go away."

Lin Yu was full of rejection.

The undisguised malice in his eyes made his spine go cold.

"Student, you must trust the doctor's skills."

"I am a professional."

"I guarantee it won't hurt."

After saying this, completely ignoring his refusal, he dragged him inside right in front of everyone.

The cries of alarm were cut off inside the door.

Mo Lan swallowed hard; it was too terrifying.

She wanted to get closer to the expert, but then thinking of Lin Yu's fate, Mo Lan didn't dare to move at all for a moment.

She'd better just stay quietly and lay low.

After an unknown amount of time, the door finally opened. Lin Yu walked out, his face rosy, with a faint smile on his lips.

If one ignored his left arm and only looked at his face, one would think he was a healthy person.

There was no bandage on his left arm; the raw flesh was churning, just exposed like that.

Lin Yu seemed to feel nothing, even happily thanking the inside, and then looking at Qian Ye and the others, the disgust in his eyes was obvious.