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"Sariel, are you alright?"

Mo Lan gently woke the unconscious Sally, but she was too weak to get up because she had exhausted too much energy from the secret technique.

Once she realized that she was being held in Mo Lan's arms, she had no intention of getting up.

whee.

The silver-haired girl buried her face in Mo Lan's arms, nuzzled gently, and let out a muffled groan: "Mo Lan, I'm so tired..."

"Then I'll carry you out."

Mo Lan sighed. Although he was also seriously injured, he still easily picked up the girl who weighed less than 100 pounds.

Sariel pressed herself against the other person, feeling their body temperature, and for a moment completely forgot about the soreness in her body.

Her earlobes turned slightly red as she nestled in Mo Lan's arms, her mind wandering:

"Let me think... Is this what the female protagonist in the novel feels like? My heart is beating faster than when I'm fighting."

"Hehe, hehehe..."

"Everyone, we can leave now."

Led by Mo Lan, the students who had miraculously survived left the teaching building one after another.

A light drizzle was still falling from the sky, but the thick fog that had enveloped the entire high school was beginning to dissipate.

A-Qiu walked at the very back, looking distracted, sighing every three steps, as if she were being tortured.

Suddenly, she reached into her suit pocket and remembered that there was still one person on the list who hadn't been confirmed. She quickly ran to Mo Lan's side and found Lin Youyou.

Fortunately, this time God was on our side.

Lin Youyou, who was on the special list, was unharmed, except for some scratches.

Ah Qiu patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Great.

Heaven knows that Lin Youyou's level of secrecy is actually much higher than that of Sally.

The red security stamps on the file were densely packed, more numerous than one's own life.

If something happens to the other side, not only will our seventh squad be criticized, but even the section chief will be criticized.

Meanwhile, outside of international high schools:

Li Ming's helmet, its blue light flashing faintly, approached Li Xuanye, who was smoking outside the tent.

"The copy has disappeared; A Qiu succeeded."

"It's just that... a prop specially approved by headquarters was activated by a novice student. The background is clean, though, and it has a good reputation record with the Special Affairs Bureau."

"Some of the data has just been transmitted to the local base station."

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanye frowned, stubbed out his cigarette, and asked, "Could you make some minor adjustments to the data?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ming remained silent.

Only the V on his helmet slowly turned red, and after a short while, it turned back to blue.

He then nodded.

"Can."

"Thanks a lot."

"It's a small matter, but we can't hide it from the section chief."

"I'll talk to the section chief."

The two spoke with perfect understanding, and after they finished, they turned to look at the gradually dissipating fog, both knowing the truth about what had happened.

After all, A Qiu is a newcomer. If he makes such a big mistake right after starting a mission, his future promotion within the bureau will be difficult, and his career will be basically over.

Things like this are better left unweighed; once weighed, the consequences can be dire.

If you're smart enough to quietly cover it up and keep quiet, the higher-ups generally won't investigate.

After all, there are too many variables in the gaming industry, and the higher-ups can't expect too much from them; as long as the result isn't bad, that's fine.

Are they talking about me?

Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind them.

Li Xuanye was startled. As he turned around, he dropped his cigarette butt and bowed slightly to show his respect: "Section Chief, you've arrived."

In the gradually rising morning sun, the newcomer held up a black umbrella:

"Yes, I'm here. Thank you for your hard work in overseeing things."

Her voice was gentle, her pronunciation was clear and crisp, and the end of each word had a slight breathiness, which did not sound cloying but rather added to her aloofness.

The woman standing in front of Li Xuanye and his companion was wearing the autumn uniform of the Special Affairs Bureau.

A dark black coat was draped over the shirt, the cuffs slightly damp, seemingly stained with traces of blood.

"I already know the situation on the scene. I can cover for you regarding A Qiu's matter. Ordinary people can also use props to blur their memories."

She said calmly, "However, I am somewhat curious about the person who used the Nebula System."

As she spoke, she held up her black umbrella and slowly walked towards the thick fog surrounding the international high school, showing no concern whatsoever about any unforeseen events.

It's important to know that before a copy completely disappears, there's always the risk of spatial collapse.

Upon seeing this, Li Xuanye and Li Ming immediately followed the other party.

After crossing the cordon and passing through the thin fog, they soon saw groups of students walking towards them, supporting each other.

The person walking at the front had wet, red-dyed black hair, blood seeping through his bandages, and was wearing a classmate's jacket over his clothes.

He was also holding a silver-haired girl in his arms.

It was Mo Lan.

At this moment, Li Xuanye's first impression of Mo Lan upon their first meeting was...

Is this kid a player too? He looks pretty good, and his mental fortitude is also impressive. He managed to clear this dungeon alive, so maybe we can recruit him into our team.

Wait a minute...?

Li Xuanye suddenly took out a file from the Special Affairs Bureau concerning Mo Lan and compared it back and forth.

It was him? That Lan Meng? Zhang Tianxi specifically mentioned him in his report.

Did he activate the Silver Moon Knight?

The V-sign next to him flashed and he calmly said, "It seems that Rongdu has produced another genius."

Li Xuanye silently put away the file.

Genius? He'd seen far too many.

But very few of them will live to see tomorrow.

"Who are you...?"

Mo Lan slowly stopped and looked at the woman who had come up to him, his gaze slightly wary.

"Nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself. I am the head of the Mobile Section of the Special Affairs Bureau: Kyuji Kyu."

"Kutsuji is my surname, and Ku is my given name."

Please remember this.

As the other person spoke, they slowly raised the black umbrella in their hand and handed Mo Lan a business card.

Mo Lan then got a clear look at the other person.

She was about 170 cm tall and looked to be in her early twenties. She was very young and had long, dark gray hair tied in a braid.

What sets her apart is that she also has a pair of dark gold eyes.

In terms of looks alone, Kyuuji Kyuu is absolutely a perfect beauty with an excellent figure.

A simple black coat on her is the epitome of elegance and nobility.

With just one glance, Mo Lan formed a first impression of this woman.

Dangerous, extremely dangerous.

He knew it wasn't good to judge others based on first impressions, but that was Mo Lan's subconscious thought, and it was hard to erase.

Suddenly, Sally, who was in Mo Lan's arms, raised her hand and took the business card from him, which eased the atmosphere a bit.

Kyuuji's gaze swept over Sariel:

"This must be Miss Sally? It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm glad you didn't encounter any mishaps in this instance."

Having regained some of her strength, Sally jumped down from Mo Lan's arms, clutching the business card, and patted her skirt.

"Of course I'm fine, after all, I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"That would be best."

Kuji Kuji smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

She looked at Mo Lan again and then handed her another business card.

Seeing this, Sariel gritted her teeth inwardly, thinking, "Damn it."

"You must be badly injured."

After Mo Lan took the business card, she heard Kyuuji Kyuu say something that made her a little confused.

He looked into Kyuuji Kyuu's eyes, and within those dark golden eyes was an unfathomable tenderness and patience.

"The side effects of the Nebula system have not yet been fully resolved by the research department."

Jiu Tsujiu:

"Judging by the time, it's about now."

She had barely finished speaking.

Mo Lan felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, the surrounding world began to distort, and a piercing buzzing sound filled her ears.

He instantly lost control of his body.

At this moment, he was like an astronaut ejected from a spacecraft, falling and drifting endlessly in the vast depths of space...

This is the side effect of the Silver Moon Knight, especially after using Tidehunter's ultimate ability, which can cause a serious burden on the user's body and mind.

"Thump!"

Mo Lan collapsed directly into Jiu Tsuji's arms.

Or rather, it was Kyuuji Kyu who took the initiative and hugged him without any hesitation.

Before fainting, Mo Lan seemed to hear a soft whisper from the other person.

"You've worked hard, get some sleep."

"Mo Lan!"

"Mo Lan!"

Sally and Lin Youyou also rushed over at the same time.

The homeroom teacher was terrified and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Mo Lan!! You absolutely can't be hurt!"

Mo Lan couldn't remember what happened after that.

When he woke up again, it was late at night the next day.

He lay on the hospital bed, looking around. Beside the bed was only a wild silver-haired kitten, fast asleep.

Inside the ward, there were also many fruit baskets and flowers.

[Game of Fate: Congratulations! You have successfully cleared the level 3 (D-rank) special dungeon "Feast of Blood" with excellent performance.]

[Due to this instance, your danger level has increased from 1.5 to 1.9, and all your attributes have increased accordingly.]

[Due to your outstanding performance in the dungeon, you have been awarded the MVP reward: a C-rank item, "Progenitor Virus (Earl-level)".]

[Note: Special types of instances that appear in real-world scenarios do not have a recruitment mechanism, therefore they do not offer basic rewards.]

[Note: Rewards from dungeons can be up to one level higher than the dungeon itself.]

"Personal influence in this instance: 50%"

"The corresponding source power has been plundered."

Current Root Force:

"Grade E - 20%"

"Grade D - 50%"

Note: The power of origin can only be compatible downwards, not upwards.

At this moment, Mo Lan was like an old farmer, his heart filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

He never expected that killing Flanders Sith would actually yield some good loot.

This is a C-grade item!! And it's the most precious and rarest bloodline type among all items!

Even level 3 or 4 players may not have this good item.