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

In truth, Song Yuan herself couldn't explain why she thought that way. Perhaps it was because she felt safer when she was alone, making it easier to approach. Besides, they were all in the open, while the hidden player was in the shadows; she might have been tracking all their movements since early morning.

Qiao Ran clapped her hands and smiled: "Okay~ then it's decided. You stay here and get some rest. Xiao Mei and I will take care of the next few nights."

However, Song Yuan plans to use this plan tonight. Starting tomorrow night, she will still travel with Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei—because Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei are not very agile, and their speed in exploring the map may not be as fast as that of the S+ level puppeteer and Liu Gaosheng.

Tonight she's waiting for a special visitor, so the two of them have to work hard.

And so, Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei left the girls' dormitory. Song Yuan watched their figures disappear into the green belt, then sat on the edge of the rooftop with her feet dangling in the air, enjoying the breeze.

The campus was quiet at night. Aside from the whistling wind, the rooftops were filled with the incessant chirping of cicadas and the occasional croak of a frog. She cleared her mind, quietly absorbing everything around her. After waiting for about half an hour, a slight knocking sound came from the air conditioner unit behind the dormitory building.

Yes, there were only a few broken fans in the student dormitory. But behind the student dormitory was the faculty dormitory. The faculty dormitory had private bathrooms, single rooms, and air conditioning. She could clearly sense that the person was very agile, using their toes to step on the air conditioner unit and jump up little by little.

Only after she reached the rooftop did Song Yuan slowly turn back to look at her:

Standing before her was a girl as beautiful as an angel:

Song Yuan wasn't quite sure of her age; the girl in front of her looked to be between eighteen and early twenty. Her bone structure was perfect and exquisite, as beautiful as a porcelain doll. Her beauty was different from An Xiaomei's; An Xiaomei's beauty had a touch of alluring charm that made her seem delicate and vulnerable. Song Yuan, on the other hand, possessed a pure and innocent air, as pure and beautiful as a white daffodil.

She wore a button-down A-line workwear skirt, a denim blue vest, and knee-high boots. Her long hair, reaching her waist, was tied up high and hung down her back. In the moonlight, one strand of her hair could be seen to be a beautiful sky blue.

Song Yuan raised an eyebrow—a player like this must have a looks score of at least 90, right?

She stood up from the edge of the rooftop, jumped down, and walked towards her, her expression calm.

"Did you fire that shot in the music room?"

Song Yuan stood there quietly for a long time. The girl remained silent for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering without saying a word.

Song Yuan was a little confused by her reaction. After a pause, she asked again:

"You're a gamer too, right? What do you need me for?"

"..."

Still, silence.

This is strange! Song Yuan frowned and tried to take two steps closer to her, but the girl immediately retreated nervously. In the moonlight, Song Yuan could clearly see that her lips seemed to be trembling. Her hands were rubbing together incessantly behind her back—an outward sign of anxiety.

Song Yuan: "..."

No way? Is this another person with social anxiety, and seems even more severe than An Xiaomei?!

"Achoo!"

Meanwhile, far away on the edge of the school, An Xiaomei sneezed.

Qiao Ran was squatting next to the electric fence, conducting experiments with the small mice she had caught on the street. Seeing this, she asked her with concern:

"What's wrong? Even though it's summer, it's still a bit chilly at school at night, isn't it?"

An Xiaomei sniffed and nodded:

"Hmm, maybe... So, did you get any clues?"

Qiao Ran stood up with one hand on her hip, shaking her head in disappointment:

"No. Anyone who touches this electric grid will be electrocuted within seconds. We've tried both overhead and underground; there are barriers blocking the way, probably to warn players. Forcing your way through is impossible. Perhaps we need to obtain some kind of key item?"

The two proceeded cautiously, checking almost the entire electric fence surrounding the school. There were no gaps, no hidden doors. No lakes, no rivers; flying was impossible, burrowing underground was also impossible—the exits were essentially blocked.

Qiao Ran wiped the sweat from his forehead and clicked his tongue, "Honestly, it feels like we've wasted our time. It seems like finding a breakthrough through the power grid is probably not going to work. Let's go back tonight and think of something tomorrow."

An Xiaomei nodded, somewhat disappointed. "Yeah, that's true. We can't just walk out the front door..."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ran seemed to be inspired by something. She stroked her chin and pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"Actually, it's not impossible... It gives me a new perspective. Maybe the instance is meant to encourage us to break with convention, reminding us not to sneak up the wall, but to openly use the main gate instead?"

An Xiaomei hadn't expected that Qiao Ran would take her casual remark so seriously. She tilted her head, puzzled.

"You need a teacher's card to leave the school gate, and there's also facial recognition and identity verification. And if a fight breaks out at the school gate, we'll definitely be chased by a bunch of NPCs. How are we students supposed to get out of the school gate?"