What are you looking at? You're the female lead too!

Chapter 91 The Giant Net

"Teacher Nangong, I'm here to tease you again—oh no, I'm here to discuss serious matters with you."

Ye Wen realized that his time for telling the truth had already passed after he had spoken, so he began to speak against his conscience with a clear conscience.

He leaned against Nangong Chiyue's desk. In just one day, the once empty desk was now piled with things: a thermos, notebooks, pens, and several bags of snacks.

It seems that Nangong Chiyue is prepared to stay for a while.

After glancing silently at the packets of snacks and noting down the type that Teacher Nangong liked, Ye Wen asked, "Teacher, how's the deciphering of that instant noodle diary going? Any key information?"

Nangong Chiyue looked up at Ye Wen, took a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Ye Wen: "Never mind that for now."

"This is a drawing I did last night following the tutorial you sent me. What do you think?"

"A painting by Teacher Nangong?" Ye Wen raised an eyebrow. "That's a rare find. I'll have to give it a good critique."

Upon picking up the drawing, one sees a classic anime girl depicted on the white paper: flowing long hair, bright eyes, a gorgeous skirt, and delicate high heels.

Although the lines are still a bit rough, they are already beginning to capture the essence of the subject. For someone who can't draw at all in the morning, this progress is already quite rapid.

that is----

Ye Wen pointed expressionlessly at the striped panties revealed by the wind lifting the skirt of the girl in the painting: "Teacher, why did you draw this?"

"Do you actually like that?"

Ye Wen was filled with awe.

Nangong Chiyue tapped Ye Wen on the head with her paper fan with practiced ease: "How many times have I told you, you're not allowed to flirt with the teacher."

She glanced at Ye Wen: "Isn't it because all the materials you sent me were in this style? I just started drawing it all myself."

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"Really? I thought you drew it based on your own figure, teacher."

After casually remarking and getting a tap on the head from Teacher Nangong, Ye Wen sincerely commented, "You're really amazing, Teacher, for achieving this in just one day."

"Of course."

Nangong Chiyue accepted Ye Wen's praise very calmly: "After all, I am an art teacher. If I decide to do it, I will do it well."

"It's only natural that we've come this far."

Ye Wen's eyes narrowed slightly.

He recalled something a stalker had once said and smiled, "Looking at it this way, Professor Nangong, you and Corday really do look quite alike."

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"Who's like this guy!"

"Who would be like her?"

Two different but identical voices rang out. Corday, peeking out of the window, glared angrily at Ye Wen: "To compare me to that vampire! Even I can't stand it! Ye Wen, you've gone too far!"

"Although I hate to admit it, I agree with you."

Nangong Chiyue toyed with the paper fan in her hand: "Saying that I resemble that dim-witted demon hunter, if you're trying to annoy me on purpose, then this is the most effective one you've ever done so far."

Ye Wen never expected that his casual remark would cause such a big reaction from the two of them.

He realized something, looked at Corday and Nangong Chiyue respectively, and asked bluntly, "What happened between you two?"

"No!"

"no."

Another simultaneous rebuttal.

Nangong Chiyue glanced at Corday with disdain, while Corday was so angry that her twin ponytails were trembling, as if she was about to pull a gun from under her skirt and fire wildly at Nangong Chiyue.

Unfortunately, she couldn't shoot. With Ye Wen around, she didn't even have a chance to aim.

Ye Wen nodded slightly.

It's confirmed.

Something definitely happened between the two of them.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Teacher Nangong is such a cold person. Even when he was about to cry from anger, he would only gently tap his head with a paper fan. But every time he saw Corday, he would take the initiative to make a few sarcastic remarks.

At the time, Ye Wen thought it was just a natural incompatibility between vampires and demon hunters, but now it seems there's more to it than meets the eye.

His eyes gradually turned gossipy, much like the editor-in-chief of the news agency.

"Your eyes tell me you're thinking about something rude again."

Nangong Chiyue put the painting back in her drawer and took out a stack of diaries: "To prevent your thoughts from getting increasingly out of control, let's talk about serious matters."

"It took me a while to translate all of Feos's diaries from the past few days and rewrite them in Dongxia script."

"See for yourselves."

Since she had translated it herself, Nangong Chiyue was sure she knew the contents, so she handed the diary to Ye Wen and sat down to continue organizing the teaching materials for class.

Ye Wen took the diary and walked to the window so he could read it with Corday. Although he didn't know how the twin-tailed girl ended up at the fifth-floor window, that was obviously not the point.

Ye Wen turned to the first page of the diary.

[On August 4th, 2548 of the Hell Calendar, that guy brought me here from my warm little home. At first, I refused, but unfortunately, my refusal was rejected by his refusal.]

I fought with him, but I lost, so now I'm extremely passionate about my work.

My destination is a school, and it seems to be on holiday, so there aren't many people around, which makes it easy for me to get in. I just don't know why there's a tunnel underground in the school; it seems like a perfect temporary base.

I haven't played games all day, I miss it. Also, werewolves really smell awful.

[August 5th, Hell Calendar 2548. Although there are no games to play here, I've devised a powerful formation for my save file using my excellent brainpower. Using this formation, passing Endless Mode shouldn't be a problem. I've currently mentally tested and cleared level 1437, with hundreds of thousands of sun points.]

[Also, it seems the humans are back in class today. I sent a werewolf out to investigate, but it hasn't returned yet. It can't even handle such a simple task, which shows how incompetent werewolves really are.]

I think I smell the scent of my kind. Looks like it's time to get to work.

[August 6th, Hell Calendar 2548. Last night I sent out a slightly stronger werewolf to investigate, but it still hasn't returned this morning. Do you werewolves look down on me? Do you have a grudge against me? True Ancestor, I'm getting angry.]

Speaking of which, I had a large number of lurking werewolves release their scents, so they should be coming over by the smell, right?

Ah, looks like this tedious work will be over soon.

They've arrived.

The diary entry ends abruptly here, and what happened next is quite clear: Feuerster was forced to drink a cup of thin rice porridge for challenging the dark authority of the student council, and then sent to hell.

His diary still contains a lot of useful information, such as the origin of the werewolf corpses in the school and why he stayed in the school tunnel, etc.

But it also brought many new problems.

For example, who is the person who commands the Ninth True Ancestor? Why did he deliberately lure Nangong Chiyue and the others here? And why are his subordinates were werewolves?

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

"At first, I thought it was another force targeting the finger of the evil god Fei, but now it seems that I'm the one being targeted?"

Nangong Chiyue lowered her eyes and smiled: "Even the sudden appearance of the evil god Fei might be bait to lure me."

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Ye Wen fell into deep thought.

Why did the aura of the evil god Fei suddenly erupt at Tianyu High School?

Because of Kyubey's mischief, the Fate Values ​​have affected the student council trio.

So why would Kyubey risk everything it has accumulated to go all in on Gu Jiangyi? They shouldn't be such an aggressive race, right? Besides, hadn't Kyubey never seen Scarlet Crane and the others? How did it know to ban all three of them before causing trouble?

Something's wrong, something's very wrong.

Ye Wen frowned. He felt as if there was a net connecting all unrelated events when they were out of sight, and the owner of the net was watching from the shadows.

In that instant, Ye Wen had a flash of inspiration, and the perspective from above helped him figure out a route.

Is he—

Have you forgotten about the moon in the sky?

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