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Chapter 244 I Want to Flatter

[Wang Pangzi: This light yellow chalk on the wall seems to only be found in the first-year high school classrooms. I should go to the first-year high school building to take a look.]

[Gu Gu: The unidentified key I pulled out of the latrine had some yellow substance on it, and it had '4473' written on it. It seems to be a dormitory key. Maybe I should go check out the dormitory building.]

The three people's movements diverged from there.

Under the scorching sun, Ziliang wiped the sweat from his brow: "Are we going to explore all three directions this afternoon?"

It sounds really tiring.

Chu Changge nodded slightly: "We still have plenty of time. If none of you die unexpectedly along the way, we will be able to complete the entire exploration."

Ziliang pursed his lips: "You're being too honest..."

At this moment, Ziliang probably also felt a bit hot under the sun. He quietly moved to a shady spot and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

All three of them had a very clear direction.

Chu Changge is heading to the art museum.

The fat boy was heading to the first-year high school building.

Gu Mian, on the other hand, needed to go to her dormitory.

Fortunately, there was a signpost standing up after walking a short distance around the school, which prevented the group from having to ask people for directions on the way.

How could a high school student not know where their school's teaching buildings and dormitories are?

The group soon arrived at a fork in the road.

The road sign is placed right next to the intersection.

Gu Mian looked up.

Turn left and you'll find the art museum; turn right and you'll find the first-year high school building; continue forward and you'll find the dormitory.

The fat man glanced at Gu Mian, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then led Zi Liang toward the first-year high school building on the right.

Chu Changge didn't hesitate much and walked directly to the left. Ruo Liu Bu Fu Feng quickly followed.

Within minutes, Gu Mian was left all alone at the intersection.

He glanced around.

It's around 2 p.m. It's the afternoon holiday, so the students are taking a nap, and the teachers have probably all gone home. He's the only one on this wide road.

Gu Mian glanced at the huge sun overhead, then lifted her foot and walked forward.

Chu Changge was very efficient and reached the art museum in just a few minutes. Ruo Liu Bu Fu Feng was a little behind him, but he didn't dare to tell him to slow down, so he could only jog after him.

"That's terrifying!" she thought to herself. "He looks like a skinny, weak guy, but I never expected him to have such good stamina!"

To adapt to the dungeon environment, Ruo Liu Bu Fu Feng specially increased her stamina, but she still couldn't catch up with Chu Chang Ge.

Could it be because the initial data was too different?
She silently complained as she jogged to catch up with Chu Changge.

At this moment, Chu Changge stood in front of the art museum's entrance, lost in thought.

The frail willow, barely able to withstand the wind, gasped for breath, then, supporting her legs, looked at the enormous building before her.

The museum is roughly circular, somewhat resembling a minimalist version of the Bird's Nest. Of course, this museum doesn't have the scale or design of the Bird's Nest, but overall it is somewhat similar.

The middle section should have an open design, the kind that lets water leak in when it rains.

While Chu Changge stood still, Ruo Liu Bu Fu Feng hurriedly spoke up: "Speaking of which, we've been in this instance for so long, and I don't think I've seen the other three people yet."

The number of players in the instance is eight.
But now, the weak willow has only met four people, making five including himself.

There were three others she had never met before. She had specifically looked for them on the way, but hadn't spotted any other players besides them.

Chu Changge glanced at her: "There's one person among them you'd better avoid meeting."

what?
The willow-like girl didn't quite understand what he meant, but just as she was about to ask, Chu Changge turned his head away, seemingly unwilling to continue communicating with her.

Chu Changge observed the circular building in front of him, and after determining its general dimensions, he lifted his foot to walk inside.

The frail willow, already drenched in sweat from the sun, wished she could disappear into the art museum. Seeing Chu Changge step inside, she quickly followed.

The two little figures on the screen also followed into the circular building.

The two little figures are even communicating with each other.

[A frail willow swaying in the wind: This building looks rather eerie; I heard that someone went missing here before.]

[Chu Changge: I've heard about this too, but there should be some good stuff inside. Let's go in and take a look.]

There is another line of text at the very bottom of the screen—

A strange sobbing sound came from the silent art museum; it sounded like someone was crying.

The frail girl swallowed hard, looking at the screen with a guilty conscience.

Unexpectedly, the bespectacled guy next to him wasn't intimidated at all. He just glanced at the guy and then stepped inside.

The frail willow, unable to withstand the wind, suddenly felt a pang of regret.

I followed this guy because he seemed reliable, but now it seems he might be even less reliable than the green doctor with the chainsaw!
There's nothing we can do about it, since we've already come this far. We can't just go back and look for a doctor who's disappeared somewhere, can we?
I'm so miserable... really...

The frail willow, unable to withstand the wind, followed Chu Changge into the art museum amidst repeated cries of "I'm so miserable."

As expected of an art museum, the entrance features a circular corridor adorned with paintings on the walls and floor.

However, these paintings look like student work. Although I don't know much about them, I can tell that the brushwork is very immature and there are many traces of repainting.

Chu Changge squatted down and glanced at a painting at her feet.

The signature read "Sun Ruirui, Class 12, Grade 11"

He looked at the signature and thought for a while: "I remember the fat guy went to the first-year high school building."

Although Chu Changge was speaking, Ruoliubufeng felt that he was more likely talking to himself, because after he spoke, he did not seem to expect any response from Ruoliubufeng.

It was entirely a one-person performance.

The frail willow had no chance to interject, and could only follow Chu Changge around, trying to find an opportunity to flatter him, but Chu Changge seemed determined not to give her any chance at all.

He tried to flatter Chu Changge but failed. He shut his mouth and obediently followed behind him.

Chu Changge was walking along the circular corridor on the first floor.

He estimated that the building had about three floors, and the first floor seemed to be filled with paintings by first-year high school students.

The frail willow, unable to sway in the wind, also browsed through the paintings hanging on the walls and placed on the ground. It must be said that these paintings were truly abstract, so abstract that even the person who painted them might not be able to tell what they had painted.

Just then, the two little figures on the screen suddenly stopped.

[Chu Changge: This painting seems a bit strange]

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