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

Song Yuan: "...Okay, are you feeling better now? Hurry up and get your food."

Qiao Ran's condition was clearly not good. So Song Yuan didn't force him. She left An Xiaomei to keep Qiao Ran company and went to the first floor of the cafeteria. After getting her food and finding a seat, she discovered that there were no tables or chairs in the cafeteria.

The students rushed into the cafeteria, and a long queue immediately formed at the food windows. She held three meals, momentarily at a loss for what to do. Next to her, in the queue of students, a pale-faced boy with dark circles under his eyes kept staring at her for some reason. Seeing that Song Yuan had noticed him, the boy asked:

"Hey kid, you've got so many portions, can you finish them all by yourself?"

Song Yuan shook her head, thought for a moment, and said, "The other two were for friends."

Upon hearing this, the boy looked on with envy: "Really? You have friends? That's great."

Song Yuan frowned: "What do you mean by that? Don't you have any friends?"

The boy nodded, then pointed regretfully to the students around him:

"Yes, nobody makes friends at our school."

The head of student affairs said that making friends would waste our time and affect our grades. Besides, school time is so tight, where would we find the time to make friends?

After he finished speaking, he sighed, and like a seventy-year-old man, looked up at the ceiling, reflecting on his life:

"Back in my high school days, I had a best friend, but then the head teacher told us that a person's memory space is limited. Making friends, reading extracurricular books, and playing with electronic devices all take up our memory space, so we were required to eliminate all useless memories. Sigh, I can't even remember my friend's name now..."

Song Yuan found it increasingly outrageous and asked incredulously, "Then do you think this kind of education is right? Has no one ever objected to it in all these years?"

"Oppose? How can I object?"

The boy stared blankly at her, looked Song Yuan up and down, and said with utter despair:

"I know, you're a transfer student, right? That's why you're dressed like this and made so pretty. You've just arrived, you still have traces of the outside world on you, so cherish every moment you have now."

In this school, even turning over in your sleep gets you punished by standing in the corner, and committing suicide or jumping off buildings results in point deductions. Furthermore, students aren't allowed electronic devices, and they're not permitted to go home for the entire three years of high school. Where would they find the opportunity to object? How could their voices even get through?

It was rare for Song Yuan to be rendered speechless by an NPC. She paused, wanting to try again:

"Then you can call your parents, wouldn't that get the message out?"

The boy shook his head: "No. Students aren't allowed to call their parents for three years. They can only speak with their parents once a month through their teacher. We tell them, and then the teacher relays it to our parents."

Come to think of it, it's been about two years since I last spoke to my mom. Sigh, I miss her so much...

Song Yuan: "..."

Okay, now she was completely speechless.

On the other side, Qiao Ran finally finished vomiting, washed her hands and rinsed her mouth at the sink, and was helped into the cafeteria by An Xiaomei, where they found her. The three of them squatted in a row against the wall, eating while watching the various students.

Qiao Ran held her chopsticks listlessly: "...Being picky about food shouldn't be considered a violation of school rules, right?"

Song Yuan glanced at him:

"How could that be? The school rules state that the cafeteria doesn't provide garbage bins, so every grain of rice and every piece of vegetable must be eaten within a specified time, or you'll get a point deducted. No matter if you have allergies, are a picky eater, or whatever the reason, you'll be kept in the cafeteria until you finish all the leftovers..."

Qiao Ran, pale-faced, stretched out her hand and made a "stop, stop, stop" gesture:

"Alright, alright... I know. Stop talking. Encountering a puppeteer is disgusting enough, but it's even more disgusting in a dungeon like this..."

An Xiaomei was already stunned by the school's inhumane design and didn't want to hear any more. She weakly raised her hand and suggested:

"Ahem... well, let's not talk about school rules then. Let's talk about something else. Did you guys listen when the system announced the participants? This is a six-player dungeon, but so far we've only seen five players. Why is one missing? I think this is the first time I've encountered this situation."

Song Yuan nodded: "Yes, I heard it too."

The answer to this question was still given by Qiao Ran:

"Actually, this situation does exist... Some advanced players can hide their basic panel and personal ID."