Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

When Song Yuan's small screen lit up again, it undoubtedly attracted the attention of a large number of players:

[Aaaaaaah, Yuan Shen is streaming again! Oh my god, she just finished one stream and she's already starting another?! Sister, I love you!!!]

[Song Yuan! Song Yuan, look here! I'm your new fan!!!]

[Holy crap, it's that newbie again? Didn't she just finish a game not long ago? Most people need at least ten days to recover, and she's already rushing back into the game!?]

[Yes, that's right, our Iris God is just that composed. Wait, this is a five-player dungeon? And this time, the game also includes... Holy crap, Joe God?! Holy crap, a new dungeon?!]

[Aaaaaaah! My favorite gaming pro and a new player I just started liking are in the same game! What a lucky day!!!]

[Hiss... How could it be such a coincidence that Qiao Shen and she just happened to enter the same instance?]

Sure enough, Qiao Shen took a liking to this newcomer during her very first live stream, right?

When Song Yuan opened her eyes, the comments section was scrolling wildly. Clearly, the news that she and Qiao Ran had entered the dungeon together had generated a huge amount of traffic and discussion.

She glanced at her follower count; it was 32,000 when her first game ended. But thanks to the traffic brought by Qiao Ran, her follower count was trending towards 40,000, and it was still increasing rapidly.

Now look at the scene before us:

This is a primary school classroom—but the furnishings are very rudimentary. The classroom is dimly lit, with mud walls and a dirt floor. There are over sixty desks in this small room. Every desk is dilapidated, and the air is filled with the smell of rotting wood.

There wasn't even a proper blackboard on the platform. Instead, they used an old wooden board, coated with ink, which was barely enough to write on.

Qiao Ran isn't here; she's probably been relocated somewhere else by the system.

As is customary, the system displayed her personal panel to the audience:

[Player Name: Song Yuan]

[Initial Health: 100]

[Spirit Value: 100]

Luck Value: 0.01

Appearance rating: 79

Attack power: Unknown

Agility: Unknown

[Wisdom: 87]

[Skills: None]

[Weapon: None]

Overall Rating: F

[Instance Name: The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village]

Difficulty: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

[Participating players: Being handsome is my sin, Please, boss, give me a raise, Heart-shaped kitten, The strong need no words, Song Yuan]

[Read the description of this instance: This is a school located in a remote mountain village, and you are an investigator disguised as a village teacher.]

Surrounded by mountains, this area is extremely impoverished. Just three days ago, three poverty alleviation volunteers mysteriously disappeared in this village, presumably dead.

[Pass condition 1: Find the truth behind the disappearance of the three volunteers]

【Criterion 2 for passing the checkpoint: Helping children leave the mountains】

[Hidden Condition: None]

As soon as the system's mechanical voice finished speaking, a child ran into the classroom, threw himself at Song Yuan, and hugged her waist.

"Teacher, are you the new teacher?"

Song Yuan glanced down. The child looked to be seven or eight years old, with triangular eyes, an upturned nose, wearing a drab old outfit, two black snot streaks hanging below his nose, his hands covered in mud, and his whole body reeking of foul odor.

[Ding~ Player Song Yuan has purchased the item "Disinfecting Wipes x10"]

Alarm bells rang in her head, and the little voice representing "germaphobia" screamed wildly in her mind. Song Yuan stretched out two fingers, grabbed the child's collar with her fingertips, pulled him away, and frantically wiped the hem of his skirt with disinfectant wipes:

"Yes, that's right. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The little boy's expression immediately changed when Song Yuan pushed him away. He withdrew his smile and looked at her with a stern face.

"Teacher, why did you wipe the places I touched with a tissue?"

"Because you're dirty. Please don't touch me anywhere on my body from now on, understand?"

Perhaps it was because her words were so decisive and firm, each word ringing with power, that the little boy's previously resentful eyes turned into confusion:

"But...but...you, you're our teacher, how could you say such a thing?"

"So what if she's your teacher?" Song Yuan wiped her skirt more than a dozen times, but still felt it wasn't clean. "What exactly do you want to say?"

"No, it's nothing!" The little boy quickly shook his head, then smiled again. "Teacher, you're so pretty!"

As a kind and friendly citizen, one should respond politely to praise. Song Yuan stopped wiping and nodded in reply:

"Thank you."

Seeing this, the little boy's eyes lit up with excitement, and he stepped forward to grab the hem of her skirt: "Teacher, can you be my mom?"

"Be your mother?" Song Yuan took a step back. "What, don't you have a mother?"

The little boy missed his target, a sad expression on his face: "Yes, I've never had a mother. Teacher, you could..."

Song Yuan interrupted him: "Then you have a father, right?"

The little boy nodded blankly, "Yes, yes?"

"Did your father ever tell you not to call other women 'Mom' in public? Did he ever tell you not to touch other people's clean clothes? If you have a family, why are you so ill-mannered? Don't you shower at home? Why don't you change your clothes?"

The little boy was completely bewildered by her series of actions. When she finished speaking and asked him if he understood, he opened his mouth and burst into a bloodcurdling scream:

"Waaaaaah!!! I'm going to tell Dad that the teacher bullied me!"

Song Yuan stood on the podium, blinking innocently. Just as the little boy ran out the door, a man walked in. The boy bumped into the man's leg, shoved him hard, and ran away crying.

"Oh dear! Little Kite, what are you doing!"

Tie Dan just wanted to get closer to you, and you actually made him cry. He's still young, what does he know!

How pitiful it is for a baby to lose its mother so soon after birth!

The man wasn't angry at being pushed. He looked to be in his fifties, wearing an old-fashioned shirt and holding a palm-leaf fan. A system notification sounded:

Li Dazhuang: The village head of this village, and also the principal of this school.

Note: The principal is unaware that you are an investigator disguised as a teacher. In order to uncover the truth behind the disappearance of the three volunteers as soon as possible, it is recommended that you protect your identity and not easily reveal it.

Song Yuan didn't think she had done anything wrong:

"He was so dirty, and he kept sticking things on me. I just gave him a lecture."

The village chief grinned, revealing a set of uneven teeth, and chuckled coldly twice.

"Yes, yes. That's true. How could you city girls possibly look up to people like us from these poor, remote places? Hahaha..."

Song Yuan was confused again: "Why are you talking in such a sarcastic way?"

village head:"......"

[Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore! Sister Yuan is still performing flawlessly, hahaha! Can you NPCs please stop showing off in front of her? She really doesn't know how to write the word "tactful," hahaha!]

[I'm dying of laughter at this newbie! And the way he says it with such an innocent and serious expression every time makes it even funnier, hahaha!]

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the old wooden door. Both of them looked towards the doorway—Qiao Ran was standing there. He took a few steps forward and gently grasped Song Yuan's sleeve.

"You're here? I've finally found you!"