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

Outside the main gate of the administration building.

After confirming that all students had entered the venue, the supervising teacher at the door prepared to leave. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed that the security guard outside was gone.

The administration building is surrounded by a circular green belt, clearly separating the school's senior leaders from the students. The doors are transparent, and generally, one can see the backs of the guards simply by looking at the entrance.

He frowned in confusion, his gaze slowly moving downwards... Suddenly his pupils contracted!

Two pools of blood were glaringly visible at the entrance. The trouser leg and shoes of one of the guards were exposed at the edge of the gate, and the pool of blood beneath him was slowly spreading outwards.

Murder! Murder!

The supervising teacher was so frightened his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his face pale. He shakily pulled out his phone to call for help; but before he could dial, a massive, silvery-white snake, as thick as a bowl, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, its fangs gleaming with a chilling light. Before he could even scream, the python's fangs pierced his carotid artery.

The supervising teacher rolled his eyes, his body convulsed violently, and he died within seconds. Before he breathed his last, he stared intently at the doorway, his eyes wide open in death.

At seven o'clock, the sky outside had already darkened. A slender man pushed open the glass door and walked in. The giant snake pulled out its fangs, slithered back to his side with a whoosh, and coiled itself around him.

Liu Gaosheng stroked the snake's head. The puppeteer then walked in, stepping over the bloodstains left by the two guards on the ground, and casually straightened his white gloves.

Liu Gaosheng looked at the gate in front of him and asked hesitantly:

"Guild leader, what do we do about this gate? We can't get in without a pass, right? And isn't it a bit much that we've killed so many NPCs? My hatred level is already over a thousand. If this continues, the malice towards us in this school, and even in every NPC in every dungeon in the future, will be off the charts."

"Relax, there's nothing to worry about."

The puppeteer responded to his question with action: he grabbed the facial recognition device and snapped it in half. The gate immediately malfunctioned and went black, and the warning lights above went off. But he simply stepped over it calmly.

"As long as you're strong enough, things like hatred and malice won't threaten you. Let's go, the power distribution room should be in the basement, let's go look for it."

Liu Gaosheng responded and followed behind the puppeteer. He was a veteran player, and although he wasn't particularly intelligent, based on experience, he felt that what he had done was indeed somewhat inappropriate. However, the person ranked first on the player leaderboard was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he couldn't argue with them.

The only consolation for him was that, unlike Fu Zhengyang, a leader who only cared about his own survival and blamed all the side effects on his subordinates, the puppeteer was not made to kill all the NPCs by himself.

There were more than fifty guards and more than thirty patrolling teachers around the administration building. The puppeteer himself had killed more than sixty of them, so he could only pick up what was left behind.

"Is this guy crazy...? Did he play games like this before? How high is his hatred level...? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?"

He certainly wouldn't dare say such things aloud; he could only keep them to himself. And frankly, he didn't quite understand the puppeteer's plan either.

Just like Song Yuan's side, the puppeteer also deduced that climbing over the wall would not get them out. They had to cut off the power to the entire school to completely paralyze the security system before they could leave through the main gate.

But if that's all there is to it, then they could just wait at the school gate, wait for Song Yuan and the others to turn off the power, then block them at the gate and kill them, and then easily walk out of the school and pass the level, right?

Why go through all that trouble to come all the way to the power distribution room?

This is the fifth floor of the administration building.

With so many guards and patrolling teachers dead, plus the alarm at the gate, news of the intruders breaking into the school had long since reached the ears of the administration building leaders and teachers. The teacher leading Song Yuan and her group waved, signaling the students to follow her:

"Quick! Everyone come here, let's go to the rooftop to take refuge!"

The students hadn't eaten dinner and had just been subjected to the principal's mental torture, so they moved at a snail's pace, infuriating the teacher in charge. If she had a whip, she'd probably be herding these students like livestock, whipping their backs to drive them forward.

"Hurry up, you guys! You call yourselves top students? Have you ever studied at all? Do you even know what it means to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically? You're just a bunch of wooden skeletons, a bunch of walking corpses! Run, run!"

It's unbelievable that she had the nerve to say that. Aside from running exercises, no student ever plays ball or takes a walk on the school's playground; it would be strange if their physical fitness was good.

Song Yuan, without changing her expression, slowly made her way upstairs, using the communicator to talk to the other three:

"She just said she was going to the rooftop to take refuge, so it seems there's something dangerous or someone dangerous down below this building."

An Xiaomei asked anxiously, "Won't it be less convenient to get away from the group now?"

Qiao Ran: "Well, it'll be a bit more difficult, but it's not impossible. The puppeteer and Liu Gaosheng aren't in the top 100 of the grade. I guess they killed the guards and teachers on duty and forced their way in. Is that right, Miss Xu? Are you still there?"

"Yes, I'm here. Yes, it's him."

A mechanical female voice, unique to Xu Tai'an, rang out. She hadn't spoken since the three entered the administration building, and only now did she suddenly speak:

"I'm on the rooftop of the main building across from the administration building right now, and I watched them come in. They killed fifty-six guards and thirty-eight patrolling teachers, causing panic, which is why your team leader brought you to the rooftop for refuge."

Qiao Ran exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, that many? The hatred must be worth tens of thousands. Now we can't get away, and the situation is pretty chaotic anyway. Why don't we just run away from the group?"

Song Yuan raised her eyes, looking at the ascending stairs. Each stairwell here had a beautifully crafted glass window, and suddenly an even better idea came to her:

"We're currently in the rightmost stairwell on the seventh floor of the administration building. Xu Tai'an, from this distance, can you shoot and shatter that pane of glass?"

Xu Tai'an gave a positive answer: "Sure, no problem."

Song Yuan nodded, then began assigning tasks: "Alright, about twenty seconds after I finish speaking, you shoot and shatter this glass. Then, An Xiaomei, you scream. Scream while covering your ears, the more horribly the better."

An Xiaomei hadn't expected to be involved at all, and almost cried out, "Huh? Why...why?"

Qiao Ran suppressed a laugh: "Because your screams really stir up the emotions of the whole group! When you scream, the students panic. While everyone is running around in fright, we can slip away in the chaos. That way, our disappearance will seem very natural!"

Song Yuan was very satisfied: "Yes, that's exactly what I meant."

An Xiaomei: "...Oh, okay then."