The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

Who is this guy? He's quite good-looking.

[I don't know, the insider information hasn't revealed his involvement.]

[Just noting, this character model doesn't look like a random passerby.]

[After a long pause, Su Su finally uttered "iron block," who understands my sense of humor?]

[Who's the kind soul carrying a coffin on their back? This reminds me of an old friend from a certain monster-themed drama.]

[Upstairs, you are not alone. 】

A barrage of comments instantly flooded Chen Guan's field of vision. He glanced at An Changqing and Su Yuehe in front of him, both of whom remained calm and unaffected by the black No. 2 Fangzheng Xiaobiao Song Simplified font in front of them.

Tongzi quickly explained, "Boss, you're on TV. These are all real-time comments, just like when I'm talking. Only you can see them."

Chen Guan understood; this little system was quite administrative. However, he didn't have time to open the system panel right now. An Changqing, who was next to him, glanced at the coffin on his back.

With his keen eyesight, he could tell that it was black iron, and it was quite old, at least a thousand years old, and it was no ordinary heavy iron.

Could the coffin be the medium for his abilities? Is he a superhuman with special powers?

"It really wasn't easy."

While guessing what was going on, An Changqing nodded, his attitude softening considerably: "We're also heading back to the East District dormitory anyway. If you don't mind, we can go to the information desk together and ask, then go together, so we can look out for each other."

It became.

Chen Guan was secretly delighted, but his face showed gratitude: "Really? Thank you so much! I really couldn't handle this by myself..."

He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed: "By the way, my name is Chen Guan, Chen Jiu Chen, Guan Kuo Guan."

He volunteered his name, even though the name was rather creepy in the context of the coffin, but that was the ghostly name he was in this world.

However, the name is not important.

"An Changqing".

"Su Yuehe".

The two also gave brief self-introductions.

"Chen Guan, what's inside your coffin...?" Su Yuehe finally couldn't contain her curiosity and asked cautiously.

Chen Guan had already prepared his explanation. He patted the cold coffin lid, revealing a somewhat forlorn expression: "He was a very important person to me, but something happened to him..."

Tragedy, mystery... these are all elements that easily pique the audience's curiosity.

According to unofficial historical records, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and intense, but they were separated by death due to societal constraints, truly a tragic love story.

Take your unfortunate lover to eat a large portion.

[Only Shi remains among the wild ones.]

Sure enough, the comments section started to buzz. Although the direction was a bit strange, discussion is what creates topics, so it was a good start.

Upon hearing this, An Changqing and Su Yuehe's expressions changed slightly, and they did not press the matter further, as it was not good to reopen old wounds.

Su Yuehe felt a little guilty; she shouldn't have asked that question, which made Chen Guan upset.

I'm so damn stupid.

An Changqing nodded and changed the subject: "Let's go then, let's go to the information desk first."

"Okay, thank you." Chen Guan picked up the black iron coffin again.

This time, the movements seemed lighter and quicker.

The three of them walked together toward Lingfeng Pavilion.

A man carrying a coffin and two handsome men and beautiful women walked along the scenic Lingyun Road, attracting curious glances from the few students along the way.

Chen Guan mentally called out to the system: "System, how's it going? Has the popularity score started to move?"

After a brief delay, the system's cheerful electronic voice announced: "The host has successfully established initial contact with the main plot characters and revealed a mysterious background."

"Popularity is starting to accumulate, and real-time statistics are currently being compiled... Initial fluctuations indicate that attention is rising."

"Please maintain the current interaction, host."

Chen Guan felt a surge of energy, and his fatigue seemed to lessen considerably.

Although it's just the beginning, it's at least the first step.

The three walked side by side, the heavy footsteps of the black iron coffin intertwining with the soft clatter of the bluestone slabs.

While keeping an eye on the comments that kept popping up in front of him, Chen Guan responded appropriately to An Changqing and Su Yuehe's casual conversation, maintaining the image of a newcomer who was slightly introverted but polite.

[Our focus is off; doesn't anyone find his forlorn profile in that coffin scene poignant? The modeler deserves a bonus!]

[This appearance, this name, this coffin... there are too many elements; I bet five cents there's a big plot twist later!]

[Hey, what are you betting on? Just watch the show and you'll find out. I've already added it to my watchlist. This new character is interesting.]

Am I the only one feeling sorry for Su Su? She's almost overwhelmed with guilt, hahaha.

Xiao An is still as gentle and kind as ever, and so patient with even strange people.

[Strange guy? I think he's a hidden master! The forums have already revealed that it's a coffin made of black iron; how could an ordinary person carry that heavy around?]

Discussions in the comments section took many different directions, but overall attention was steadily increasing.

Chen Guan felt somewhat relieved; it seemed the initial strategy had been effective.

Soon, they arrived at Lingfeng Pavilion.

This is an antique-style octagonal pavilion, which has been temporarily converted into a freshman information center. Several tables and chairs are placed inside the pavilion, where a few senior student volunteers are sitting.

Upon seeing the three approaching figures, or rather, upon seeing the coffin on Chen Guan's back, the volunteers' composure faltered for a moment.

Because of his striking appearance and bizarre behavior, the name "Coffin-Carrying Eccentric" had already spread on the campus forum, and several volunteers naturally became aware of Chen's existence.

A bespectacled, rather capable-looking senior student was the first to react. She stood up to greet them, her gaze lingering on the coffin for a moment before politely turning to An Changqing, who was clearly the leader: "Are you freshmen? Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, senior." An Changqing stepped forward and pointed to Chen Guan: "This is Chen Guan. He just arrived and is not familiar with the school yet. He would like to ask about the dormitory arrangements, and also about the storage of his... special items."

Out of politeness, An Changqing did not directly say that it was a coffin.

The bespectacled senior nodded, gesturing for them to sit down and talk inside the pavilion.

Chen Guan didn't sit down. Although he couldn't feel the weight of the coffin, if he dared to sit on it, he was afraid it would crush the chair and make a hole in the ground.

The senior student noticed his hesitation and reminded him, "Chen Guan, you can put down... the special items first."

Chen Guan also wanted to put it down, but unfortunately, the coffin, or rather the body inside the coffin, could not be more than a meter away from him.

He untied the straps and carefully prepared to place it at his feet. A helpful senior next to him tried to help but almost fell to the ground. Chen Guan quickly said, "I'll take care of it."

"Huo Qixing?"

The senior looked at him strangely; Huo Qixing was the name of the helpful senior who had helped him.

He's a Tier 3 Enhancement-type superhuman; surely he can't be too weak to lift that coffin.

That freshman was carrying a coffin around the school.

Huo Qixing looked embarrassed, but Chen Guan came to her rescue: "Senior, my coffin is made of black iron, and ordinary people can't move it."

The coffin was gently placed on the ground, but the senior student noticed with her sharp eyes that there was a hole in one corner of the floor.

Chen Guan's movements were indeed very light, but compared to the black iron... the floor was really too flimsy.

Huo Qixing blushed deeply and looked at Chen Guan with a resentful expression. Sure enough, the dean was right; this year's freshmen were all monsters.