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

Qiao Ran tossed his sweat-dampened hair, loosened his tie with one hand, and took off his jacket:

"I think whether it's ugly or pretty, it's still a school uniform, right? But now that you mention it, it's a bit hot. Let's just keep the shirt. Why don't you change into something like this? Wearing high-quality clothes will improve the live stream's effect!"

Song Yuan asked expressionlessly, "And then? What benefits will you get?"

Qiao Ran: "That way, the audience will give you more tips! More money is always a good thing, and our guild is currently short of resources and members, so the more points the better, right?"

Song Yuan listened and thought about it carefully, finding it reasonable. She nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's change it then."

So when get out of class ended, An Xiaomei, like a sheepish little mouse, tiptoed out of the classroom and into the corridor, where she saw the two people dressed in almost matching outfits:

The girls' school uniform matched the boys': a cream-colored shirt paired with a navy blue knee-length pleated skirt and a delicate little bow tie. Qiao then pestered Song Yuan relentlessly until she tied her hair up as well. Her long, black hair was tied into two low pigtails with navy blue hair ties that matched the uniform, each topped with a bow. Except for her eyes, her features were quite youthful, making her look almost indistinguishable from a high school girl.

An Xiaomei: "..."

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to ask, "Aren't these two getting along a little too well?"

However, at Qiao Ran's insistence, An Xiaomei eventually changed into the school uniform skirt. Song Yuan checked the live stream comments and saw that the three of them had indeed doubled in popularity, with the comments unanimously praising them.

[Ahhhh, this school uniform skirt is so cute, I'm about to cry from cuteness!!! People who like both Song Yuan and Qiao Ran are in for a treat, it's so adorable I'm spending all my points on it—]

[So, who are you betting on to win this time? I really don't know who to put my points on. Last time I thought Fu Zhengyang, being the vice president of Midnight Ghosts, couldn't possibly lose, but what happened in the end?!]

[This time it's different, isn't it? It's the Puppeteer who's going on stage! These players are really unlucky. The first match was against He Xiao, the second against Vice President Fu, and the third they've run into the president of [Crystal Showcase]! That's a top player, currently ranked number one on the player leaderboard!]

【Then I'll bet on the puppeteer. Sorry, young lady, although I'm your fan, your opponents' lineup is too strong. You really don't have much of a chance of winning...】

"Ta-da... ta-da..."

A crisp sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from the end of the corridor. Song Yuan alertly turned off the live chat, grabbed Qiao Ran who was still posing for the camera, gave An Xiaomei a wink, and together they slipped into the nearest men's restroom.

Soon, a female teacher in high heels and a black business suit walked over. Her stern gaze, like a searchlight, swept over every student in the classroom who was studying with their heads down. When she reached the restroom door, she didn't enter the men's room, but stood at the door with her arms crossed and asked:

"Is anyone inside? Are there any male students inside?"

"..."

"If you don't have any, then forget it. But if you do, then I want to tell you that not studying properly during breaks and just loitering in the bathroom is against the student code of conduct!"

I won't expose you, but after hearing these words, you should feel ashamed of your behavior!

You have failed to fulfill the most important responsibility of being a student. Your future is hopeless; you will ultimately become a bunch of worthless trash who contribute nothing to society. Do you understand?!

After she finished speaking, she went into the women's restroom. The three of them were separated by a thin wall, and they could hear the sound of a door slamming next door.

Song Yuan turned to look at the toilet door and realized that the toilet stalls were unlocked. Anyone outside could easily pull the handle, presumably to make it easier for teachers to check if any students were hiding there.

The female teacher finished the search, washed her hands with satisfaction, nodded, and walked out of the restroom.

"Not bad... there wasn't a single student in the restroom today."

The sound of high heels faded into the distance. The three women emerged from the men's restroom, and Song Yuan frowned.

"This school has assigned way too many patrolling teachers. If we want to explore the dungeon map, we might have to wait until night."

An Xiaomei clutched her bow tie and nodded in agreement:

"Hmm, I've never been to a school with such strict management before... Just now, when class ended, I was the only student who left the classroom. The students here don't leave their seats during breaks; they don't go to the toilet, drink water, or sleep. It's just like... just like..."

Qiao Ran said it for her: "It's like you're obsessed, all you know is endless practice problems, right?"

An Xiaomei nodded emphatically: "Yes, yes! Oh... and this too."

As she spoke, An Xiaomei took out a colorful school map and a student schedule printed on A4 paper from her system inventory and handed it to Song Yuan—this was what she had seen on a bulletin board in the corridor when she sneaked out of the classroom to find Qiao Ran and Song Yuan:

"I saw quite a few maps like this on campus, so I picked one up. This school is much bigger than a typical high school; I wonder if the requirements in the system description will be too difficult to meet...."

Song Yuan took the map and spread it out on the ground. Only then did she realize that the school's area alone was 125.7 million square meters. What does that mean?

A playground is about 14000 square meters, so this high school is equivalent to about 84 playgrounds with 400-meter running tracks!

Song Yuan's classroom was 748—a very unlucky classroom number, representing the forty-eighth class in the seventh teaching building.

Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei, like her, were both in Building 7. From their classroom to the cafeteria, they had to cross two sports fields, a library, five teaching buildings, and the "Knowledge Staircase" that was over fifty meters high, before they could reach the cafeteria and have a meal.

Why build the cafeteria so high up?! Is it to tell students that they won't have enough to eat without experiencing hardship?

After dinner, you have to walk through a long "knowledge corridor," about six teaching buildings, and a large green area, and climb the stairs back to your dormitory to take a shower without an elevator.

After taking a shower, it's time to transmigrate again... Ugh, Song Yuan is already tired of watching. According to the system's rules, eating, showering, and sleeping are the three things they must do every day.

The students' schedules were also arranged extremely tightly, just as the system had said, calculated in seconds. Song Yuan put away the map and looked at Qiao Ran beside her:

"Where's your watch? Take it out and see what time it is."

Qiao Ran held up two fingers: "12:15:46. The students here will finish class and have lunch at 12:30:15. There's about a quarter of an hour left."

Song Yuan: "...I didn't ask you to be precise to the second. Do you think this is funny?"

Qiao Ran chuckled twice and rubbed his hands together in a fawning manner towards her:

"Just kidding~ It's almost time to eat, let's go to the cafeteria now. It's such a long way from here to the cafeteria, if we don't leave now, we might be too late."

Song Yuan and An Xiaomei agreed. For such a long distance, it was best to start as soon as possible. The three of them avoided the patrolling teachers' gazes as they arrived downstairs. Unexpectedly, someone had already come down before them. Qiao Ran's previously calm expression suddenly darkened, and she quickly hid behind Song Yuan.

Song Yuan looked at Qiao Ran with surprise—because this was usually An Xiaomei's job. She then glanced at the two people standing in the distance: