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

Twenty seconds later, the instant the students stepped onto the platform:

"Now! Fire!"

The bullet flew out with a "bang!" and shattered the glass precisely. An Xiaomei, behaving perfectly, covered her head and screamed—a natural performance indeed.

"Ah—help! Murder—!"

The students and teachers panicked as expected. Some students, still clinging to life, ran around aimlessly. Others, however, had blank, numb eyes, as if life and death weren't important to them, and simply stood still. The teacher in charge shouted anxiously:

"Don't run! Don't run! Stay together and don't move! Ah—where are you three going?! That's downstairs! We told you we were going to the rooftop to take refuge, are you deaf?! Are you out of your minds?!"

Song Yuan grabbed Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei and jumped down the stairs, running frantically towards the basement—places like the electrical substation were usually located in the basement. Xu Tai'an's voice came through the intercom, his speech somewhat hurried:

"How did it go? Did it work?!"

Song Yuan's voice was carried in segments by the wind: "It's a success. Can you see where the puppeteers went from your end?"

Xu Tai'an replied, "Yes! They should be in the basement now. However, the underground structure of the administration building seems a bit complicated; I haven't seen them come out yet. But it's possible they took some other unconventional exit!"

Xu Tai'an primarily relies on the shadows cast by people passing by windows to determine the location of the puppeteers, or Song Yuan and others. Anyone walking past a window will be spotted by her. However, this method has significant limitations, as it's easy for people to find blind spots.

While being held aloft by Song Yuan, Qiao Ran suggested, "Then let's not go to the basement. Running into them will likely end badly. That was the seventh floor; let's search the sixth floor first, shall we?"

After all, the idea that "the power distribution room would be located in the basement" is something we players deduce based on common sense from real life. I don't think this dungeon will be something we can clear so easily.

That makes sense. Song Yuan nodded:

"Okay, let's go to the sixth floor first."

She stopped on the sixth floor. The teacher in charge, busy with evacuation and supervising such a large group of students, didn't follow. Upon reaching the sixth floor, Song Yuan put Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei down, and the three of them randomly chose a room to hide in temporarily.

As soon as An Xiaomei entered the room, she smelled a faint scent of disinfectant:

"Huh? The furnishings here... could this floor be a medical room?"

Song Yuan and Qiao Ran shared the same feeling. The furnishings here resembled those of a hospital's dispensary, with neat rows of sterile cabinets against the wall, each filled with various medications. The treatment cart in the middle had two levels; the upper level was stacked with syringes, liquid medications, cotton swabs, and other small items, while the lower level held medical books, all arranged in an orderly fashion.

"Seriously? Did we wander into the wrong movie set?" Qiao Ran joked, pulling away. "Isn't this a school-themed scenario? How come there's a scene like this? And I remember this school has a medical clinic; is this floor just for administrators and teachers?"

"Possibly," Song Yuan picked up a book and flipped through it briefly. "After all, the infirmary, which is specifically for students, has a very poor environment. It's quite reasonable to dedicate a floor to serving teachers and school leaders."

As Song Yuan flipped through the pages, she slowly frowned:

"...That doesn't seem right. These books are all about organ transplantation."

"The same goes for us."

Qiao Ran and An Xiaomei found a key on a small hook on the side of the sterile cabinet. When they opened it, they found neatly arranged surgical instruments inside, including scalpels, scissors, forceps, and other similar tools.

Qiao Ran grabbed a scalpel for self-defense. She suggested:

"When we came in, I noticed the exterior decor was just like a hospital corridor; the whole floor had that style. Why don't we stop searching for now and check out the other rooms? After all, our ultimate goal is to find the electrical room."

Song Yuan thought about it and agreed that it made sense. She nodded and put the book down: "Okay, let's go then."

Qiao Ran went to open the door as instructed. The moment his palm touched the handle, he felt a force not his own pressing down heavily on it. Before Qiao Ran could react, a male student in a white hospital gown, looking panicked and with a shaved head, suddenly pushed the door open with a loud "bang!" He bumped into Qiao Ran, sending him sprawling backward.

"Ah—are you alright?!"