After Retiring From the Underworld, I Entered an Infinite Game

Chapter 42: High Performance College (VII)

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Manager Jie, a relevant person, didn't know that players were speculating whether his personal skills were related to Superman. He was carrying his stick... Actually, it was right. He took it off the escalator. It was originally several meters long, but he folded it into a convenient length. Now it has become his new favorite stick.

There are many teaching buildings in the school, but they are all classrooms. Although there are libraries and laboratories that a normal school should have, no one knows how long they have been abandoned.

Xie Fangcheng fought from south to north, and after fighting four buildings, he looked at the time.

"it's time for lunch… "

He casually placed the teacher NPC in his hand on the corridor.

This is a teacher in the third year of high school. Compared with the teachers in the second and first year of high school, the teachers in the third year of high school obviously have certain strength. When Jie Fangcheng was beating him just now, there were still some who dared to resist.

Manager Xie was furious, just like the dean who caught a student who climbed over the wall to surf the Internet in the middle of the night and refused to repent. He swung his stick a little faster.

"You still dare to fight back against me? Have you ever reflected on your actions at all?? Huh???"

Some teachers held their heads and said, "What's wrong with our behavior? Our behavior is allowed by the school!"

"??? What is allowed is right? Do you have your own thoughts? Do you have your own conscience?? Do you?" Jie Fangcheng couldn't come up with two parallel sentences, so he just said "that and that" and cursed and beat people. The whole teaching building was in chaos. People in the neighboring buildings, no matter whether they were players or NPCs, were all standing in the corridor and watching the teacher NPC who escaped from that building from time to time running out of the building screaming.

Director Wei has disappeared.

The few security guards he brought with him just now were still there. They looked at each other and pulled something out from their waists.

Upstairs, Tan Chen's "Lost Eagle Eyes" skill was activated, and then her face changed.

"Gun..."

Although everyone has many powerful personal skills after becoming a player of the infinite game, and few players are afraid of guns now, but hot weapons are definitely considered to be relatively strong weapons in the dungeon.

Especially in the hands of NPCs, the power is definitely considerable.

Yue Haiyang looked a little anxious: "Should we go and help him?"

Someone turned around and looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Yue Haiyang finally came to his senses.

Sometimes the threat from other players in a dungeon is scarier than the dungeon itself, especially in a competitive dungeon. Players are being polite by not harming each other, so why would they help others

But the relationship between them is average, so if they don’t want to help, then they don’t. And this Zhang An… why doesn’t he seem to be in a hurry at all

Soon, Yue Haiyang knew why he was not in a hurry.

The security guards were well-trained. Not long after they entered the teaching building, everyone heard several wooden bangs.

Then the teaching building became quiet.

"do you died… "

Just as Tong Xinxin finished her words, a scream of "Ahhhh" that echoed throughout the campus came from the top floor, and a security guard was thrown directly down from the corridor.

Soon afterwards, it was like water entering a frying pan. Several well-trained security guards who had entered the building fled from the teaching building while screaming, just like teacher NPCs.

The slowest runner was limping and was about to rush out of the door when a pale hand reached out from the corridor and dragged him back. Then screams were heard from inside the building.

After a while, everyone saw a familiar figure walking out of the building with a swagger, carrying his stick and his shirt still clean.

Then the man raised his head with his hands shading, squinted his eyes and looked at the high school teaching building, and waved to the players crowded in the corridor.

"Hello-"

The scene just now was so deeply rooted in people's minds that Yue Haiyang asked fearfully: "Why did he say hello to us? Is he here to comfort us? Is he not satisfied with the beating and is going to beat us up again?"

At this time, Jie Fangcheng downstairs continued to shout: "It's almost time to come down to eat-"

Damn it!

Yue Hai was angry, but his voice was very low: "It's already this time, so let's not talk about eating, okay?!"

This guy has almost beaten all the NPCs in the school. He doesn't think about how to complete the game next, or how strong the biggest boss is. Why is his mind still full of eating?

"But there's nothing we can do now, let's just go eat." Zhang An said this, and was the first to turn around and walk downstairs. Tong Xinxin watched from the side, blinked her eyes, and quickly caught up with him.

"Hey." She called Zhang An.

Zhang An turned his head away.

Tong Xinxin smiled, with a critical look in her eyes: "Before I entered the game, I heard that besides the vice-guild leader of our guild, there was someone else in the game whose dungeon clearance rate exceeded 40%. Do you think it could be this Jie Fangcheng?"

Zhang An just smiled faintly: "Maybe."

But if someone could open Zhang An's copy clearance record now, they would find under the lonely "Clearance Record: 1" that the color of the only first-level copy he cleared was gray, and there was a number that no one had ever seen behind the copy name.

100%.

Tong Xinxin originally had no intention of entering the dungeon, but she heard from her friends that the vice president seemed very angry, apparently because someone broke his first-level dungeon record.

The Chaoyang Guild is very good and Tong Xinxin likes it very much. Although she has never met the president, everyone says that the president is a very responsible person.

During the national dungeon last year, the dungeon survival rate remained at around 30%. The top ten guilds generally had a higher clearance rate, but if we talk about the highest rate, it must be the Chaoyang Guild.

54%.

The national dungeon is in the form of free team formation. The dungeon is not difficult and can even be regarded as a vacation for players who frequently play dungeons.

But it was still a horror dungeon. What did a 54% survival rate mean? It meant that half of the players in Chaoyang Guild survived. This was Ji Chaoyang's greatest honor as the guild president.

Tong Xinxin is very proud to be able to join the Chaoyang Guild... but that doesn't mean she likes everyone in the guild.

Just like the vice president.

As soon as Tong Xinxin knew that this person was angry, she immediately ran into the copy to avoid being assigned disgusting tasks by that kind of person.

As a result, when I entered the dungeon, I found two strange people in my team.

One has only completed a few levels but is very smart, and the other...

Damn it!!

Coincidentally, just as Tong Xinxin went downstairs, a teacher NPC who knew a little bit about what happened happened passed by him, and Jie Fangcheng and his friend intercepted the NPC.

"Hey brother, let me ask you something, why isn't our school principal here?"

Although these teacher NPCs are wary of people in their own grade, they are relatively normal towards teachers from other grades.

When the teacher heard him ask this, he still answered even though he looked flustered.

"The principal went to a meeting this morning. I don't know when he will be back."

"Oh, oh, oh." Jie Fangcheng nodded and exchanged a few pleasantries, "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

The teacher NPC wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I heard that a thug came from nowhere in the school. He started killing people from the teaching building over there and moved all the way to this building over here. Now no one knows if this is a rumor or not. If you run into him, be careful. I heard that this thug is quite handsome. He is wearing a teacher's uniform from our school, with a very girly white rabbit and carrot hairband on his head, and holding a..."

The NPC's eyes fell on the hair of the "teacher" in front of him, and then his voice became smaller and smaller.

Xie Fangcheng raised his hand and placed the stick in front of him.

"With a stick in your hand?"

NPC: "… "

NPC: "Aa ...

The screams and footsteps quickly ran away.

Jie Fangcheng looked over, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you running? I just attacked this building this afternoon."

Tong Xinxin: “…”

I have to say that Tong Xinxin was somewhat impressed by Zhang An at this time. The expression on this man's face did not change at all, his suit was still straight, and his whole gesture still exuded that gentle academic temperament. But when he opened his mouth, it was as if he had not seen what had just happened.

"Let's go, the cafeteria is open for dinner," he said.

Jie Fangcheng swung the stick over his shoulder.

"Let's go!"

There are two people in the front, one walking on the campus looks like he is shopping, and the other walking on the campus looks like he is on a catwalk, but looking from behind, they seem inexplicably harmonious.

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Thanks to Manager Jie, the cafeteria hit a new low in the number of diners today.

The teacher NPCs who were beaten went to the infirmary. Those who were not beaten were divided into two types. One type was smarter and ran away when they saw others being beaten. These teachers did not come to the cafeteria either, mainly because they were worried that they would be beaten again in the cafeteria by accident.

The other type is from the remaining two buildings. They are still communicating at this time. There is a table next to the player. The rumor has become "Have you heard? A thug killed all the teachers in the four buildings! Otherwise, why are we the only ones coming to eat at noon today?"

It is refreshing to listen to it across the ocean.

These players worry about being killed by NPCs every day, but when have they ever seen an NPC worry about being killed

"Brother Jie," Yue Haiyang called him "brother" with all his heart and soul, "Your actions today were so vigorous and decisive! I felt so refreshed just watching from the sidelines, and it was so satisfying!"

"Not at all." Jie Fangcheng said modestly.

Yue Haiyang drank a bowl of soup instead of wine, then looked at him intently.

"So what do we do next?"

Yue Haiyang has figured it out.

Brother Jie has such strength, he is obviously a hidden boss!

This big guy's way of thinking about passing the level is obviously different from that of ordinary people, and it is worth learning!

Although Yue Haiyang didn't quite understand why Brother Jie suddenly attacked everyone in the school, he must have discovered some important clues.

Look, everyone still doesn’t know how to pass this copy, but others have already taken action!

Going to the dungeon with such a big guy is really incredible and inspiring. It’s worth it this time!

I don't know why when Jie accepted himself, he said that he had completed the game once.

Is this the boss's modesty

No matter! It’s never wrong to follow the boss!

As he thought about this, Yue Haiyang saw the big man in front of him hesitate for a moment and replied dryly: "Uh... finish the two buildings in the afternoon?"

"oh oh."

Look! The boss always finishes what he starts! I learned something!

Yue Haiyang continued to look at him intently.

Jie Fangcheng also looked at him.

Yue Haiyang: “…”

Yue Haiyang gradually came to his senses: "Boss... you don't... have no plans for the next step, right?"

Jie Fangcheng answered honestly: "Yes."

Yue Haiyang opened his eyes wide: "Then why did you fight from one building to another?"

Jie Fangcheng was even more surprised than him: "Didn't you see what those teacher NPCs look like?"

"I saw it, so what?" Yue Haiyang asked.

Jie Fangcheng opened his mouth and was about to say something, but then he remembered the indifferent expressions on the faces of the players today when they mentioned the plan of "killing the poor NPC students to pass the dungeon".

gap.

There is really a gap between me and these players.

Jie Fangcheng shut his mouth.

Just then, Zhang An, who was sitting next to him, spoke.

"These teachers, by suppressing poor students and praising students with good grades, on the one hand curry favor with the good students in the class so that these powerful students can choose their own classes. On the other hand, by belittling poor students and damaging their self-esteem, they make poor students allocate more points to their subjects, thereby improving their grades in that subject. It is even possible that these teachers use this method to make poor students commit suicide by jumping off the building. This behavior is so hateful."

"Ah..." Yue Haiyang was stunned, his expression a little unnatural, "But they are all NPCs, is there any problem with that..."

"They are NPCs, are you an NPC?" Zhang An asked back.

Everyone understood at this time.

This kind of bullying between NPCs is set up in the copy, so other teacher NPCs will think it is normal, because their own settings are like this, so they don’t think there is any problem.

But players are not NPCs. Players have personalities, characters, morals, and souls. They turn a blind eye to this phenomenon. Some players even suddenly realize that the teaching methods of these teacher NPCs are tricks to pass the level and can be used on students next time... Isn't this a bit...

A very quiet girl's voice came from the next table.

"Teacher Xie is right."

It’s Xu Xiuxiu.

The players were silent for a while.

Tong Xinxin's eyes rolled.

She didn't react much to Zhang An's words. After all, in her mind, these students were just some data.

How is it possible to have empathy for a group of data

Obviously, some players present had the same idea as her, and they just curled their lips at this time, but this player named Jie Fangcheng was so powerful that no one dared to have any objection to his actions today.

However, although I dare not express any objection, it is true that I am a little dissatisfied.

Everyone is an experienced player who has completed the game many times. They all have their own hidden treasures, as well as their own experience and skills in completing the game.

Beating the NPC half to death right from the start is definitely not within everyone's skill to pass the level. It can even be said that everyone felt relieved when Jie Fangcheng beat the NPC without any regard today.

After all, everyone was chased by these NPCs in the past, and now there are players who can scare the NPCs like this, so everyone will feel refreshed.

But besides being happy

Has Xie Fangcheng's chaotic punches brought about a bright future

Not only that, he chased Director Wei away. This kind of key NPC is very necessary when needed. For example, changing shifts is not something that players can decide.

The more times a player has completed a level, the more accustomed they are to following the rules of the dungeon. Jie Fangcheng's random punches not only disrupted these NPCs, but also disrupted some players.

Tong Xinxin didn't feel anything, she just felt a little strange about Zhang An's behavior.

After this man entered the dungeon, he acted somewhat evilly. He was very open with Director Wei and took the initiative to go to the guard post of the student dormitory. It was only the first day, but his performance made Tong Xinxin unable to keep up. She always felt that this man's methods were somewhat radical and evil, and he was not on the side of the players.

He also deliberately let the players see how the teacher with the best grades teaches, as if he was guiding the players step by step to the same path as the copy teacher NPC, pleasing good students and forcing poor students.

But now he said this again.

What exactly does this person want to do

Even Jie Fangcheng looked at Zhang An in surprise.

Manager Xie did not follow Tong Xinxin's beat around the bush. He just didn't expect that the person who said "kill the students" in front of him in the morning would say such words at noon.

Why is this? In the morning, there is not enough sunlight and the yin energy is strong, so the methods are more ruthless

Everyone had their own thoughts, and naturally not everyone thought that it was a good thing for Jie Fangcheng to rush up and beat all the NPCs.

Someone muttered.

"We beat all the NPCs just for our own pleasure. How do we clear the level next?"

The condition for passing the game is "the average score of students in the exam exceeds 562 points", but you can't definitely pass the game by killing the teacher NPCs.

Jie Fangcheng looked at the person who was speaking accurately: "What does my fighting against NPCs have to do with not being able to pass the level?"

The person who spoke didn't dare to say anything else. He just lowered his head in dissatisfaction and continued eating.

This group of people...

Jie Fangcheng has begun to miss Qi Chanyang and his group of players.

Everyone finished their meal in silence and went back to their dormitories to rest. Jie Fangcheng came to the dormitory carrying his stick, and Wang Xi just looked at him cautiously.

"Brother Jie, I also think those teachers went too far. I stand on your side!"

Jie Fangcheng was stunned, feeling somewhat helpless.

He put the stick in the corner with a dull look and went to bed.

"Don't worry, I'm a reasonable person and I usually don't hit people."

After saying that, Jie Fangcheng quickly fell asleep wrapped in the quilt.

Wang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead and lay down.

The class started at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Jie Fangcheng woke up slowly at 1:50. In the dormitory, Wang Xi had already run away.

Jie Fangcheng slowly put on his clothes, stretched, picked up his stick, and then opened the door.

Then there was a pause.

"Eh? Teacher Zhang? You haven't left yet?"

Zhang An was leaning in the corridor, looking at his teaching plan in his hand.

He smiled only after seeing Jie Fangcheng.

"Yes." Then he asked, "What are your plans for the afternoon?"

"Ah." Jie Fangcheng revealed the fact that he was depressed for less than a few seconds at noon. At this time, he raised his stick back to his shoulder with high spirits, "Go and hit the remaining two buildings."

These teacher NPCs are so abominable! He couldn't relieve his hatred without beating them.

Zhang An just nodded: "Yeah."

Jie Fangcheng glanced at him and said, "You seem to support my decision to fight these NPCs?"

"yes."

Zhang An smiled: "I don't think they are happy either."

Damn! A bosom friend!

Jie Fangcheng patted his shoulder and said, "You have a bright future, young man. What did you do before?"

"teacher."

"?"

"It's really a teacher." Zhang An smiled gently, "But not a tutor, but a university teacher."

"Ohhhh, university professor, that's awesome."

Zhang An still smiled, and then casually asked, "Where is Teacher Jie? What did you do before?"

"The manager of the finance department."

Zhang An understood: "Manager Jie."

The two chatted as they walked towards the teaching building and parted ways at the intersection.

Jie Fangcheng pointed to the only two remaining buildings and said, "I'm going over there."

"OK."

When Zhang An reached the corridor, he could hear screams coming from the nearby upstairs.

He was leaning against the window with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, another person stood next to me.

Zhang An turned around and saw Liu Hui from Ronghua Guild.

Liu Hui also looked at the teaching building opposite with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You knew that guy before?"

Zhang An shook his head.

Liu Hui looked across at the other side and said, "This group of NPCs have been harming players all the time. I never thought that this day would come. When he comes back later, please thank him for me..."

"You're wrong." Zhang An stood up straight, his expression a little cold. "To him, there's no difference between us and these NPCs. He just doesn't like those teachers, he's not helping us."

“What are you talking about? We are humans, they are just some NPCs…” Liu Hui frowned.

Zhang An glanced at him, didn't explain any more, just patted his shoulder.

"We are just dead people, but some dead people are not as cute as those NPCs."

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After returning from hunting, Jie Fangcheng did not forget to wash the stick first. He got two rags from some office and wiped the sticks clean with great care before bringing them back to the office.

The players are now showing signs of splitting into two factions.

One faction was led by Tong Xinxin. They felt good about Jie Fangcheng beating the NPC, but rationally they thought he was being too reckless.

The other faction was naturally headed by Jie Fangcheng himself.

Anyway, he had a good fight and paid attention to after-sales service. He would go for a walk around whenever he had nothing to do to intimidate these teachers.

All the offices were empty, and those who needed to attend classes had to go even if they had to limp. After all, in Gaoji College, it was a capital crime for a teacher to not teach when he was supposed to.

Those who didn’t have classes found places to hide. Some hid under the tables, some hid in the toilets. It was like a large-scale hide-and-seek scene.

It is more convenient for players in the Chinese language group to discuss.

"Now the situation is relatively clear. If we want to raise the scores of the students in our class to above 562 before the final exam, we need to attract as many students with good grades as possible into our class, and students with poor grades..."

The player who said this secretly glanced at Jie Fangcheng and said something else: "Just urge him."

Everyone nodded.

However, the benefits of Jie Fangcheng's ruthless attack soon became apparent. The group of teacher NPCs all ran away, and the players could freely search for student information and the like in the office.

Soon some players made a discovery.

"Look at this! This is the report card for the last big exam!"

Everyone immediately gathered together to look at the table, and then they found that the students' grades were very regular.

Almost all students, if they rank at the top in math in the class, are also at the top in other subjects.

"Because the total score of students is fixed, they don't want to rank last in a certain subject, so they will consider how much points they should give to this subject. For example, the student who ranked first only scored 92 points in math, but he also ranked third in the class... In other words, after considering, he felt that 92 points would not make his math score very low, so 92 points would be enough. But after considering, he felt that his English score should be higher so that he would not be at the bottom, so his English score was 121."

"So how can we make students think that they should get a higher score in Chinese..."

The player's gaze turned vaguely towards Fang Cheng.

In fact, everyone has an answer in their hearts, which is to humiliate students with poor grades, just like the Chinese teacher with the best grades we heard today.

In order to avoid being humiliated, students will do their best to give more points to Chinese.

This seems to be the only way at the moment.

Jie Fangcheng stood up.

The player took a small step back in fear: "What are you doing?"

Jie Fangcheng picked up his stick and said, "I'll go see if there are any other teachers who dare to use this method."

After saying that, he took the stick and left.

The Chinese office is quiet.

One player cursed in a low voice, "Damn, how are we going to pass the level with him here?"

Xu Xiuxiu retorted: "Do you really want to treat students like the Chinese teacher NPC did today?"

"Fuck, it's just a string of data! What's wrong with them?"

Yue Haiyang tried to smooth things over: "What are you guys arguing about? Aren't you all trying to figure out how to pass the level?"

Tan Chen, who had been silent the whole time, spoke coldly at this time: "Even if it's just a string of data, Zhang An is right, they are data, we are not. I can't get over this mental barrier, and I don't think imitating these teacher NPCs is the right way. If imitation is OK, then don't those teachers imitate?"

After she finished speaking, many players followed suit.

"Yes, yes, it's fine for me to kill them, but if you ask me to insult them for no reason, I can't do it anyway."

“I can’t do that either.”

"The requirement to pass this book is an average score of 562 points. We haven't taken any major exams yet. Isn't it a bit early to think about this?"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's talk about it after the first exam!"

The office fell silent again.

The players returned to their seats one after another, all with thoughtful expressions.

Tan Chen and Xu Xiuxiu looked at each other.

Xu Xiuxiu winked at her and mouthed to her: I'm very happy anyway.

Tan Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

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It has to be said that Jie Fangcheng's efforts to rectify the teaching style of teachers have been very effective. After he went around the second grade department, all the teachers now teach honestly and no one dares to make things difficult for the poor students.

However, when Jie Fangcheng passed by the window, a few brave students secretly turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.

Jie Fangcheng was in a good mood and was too lazy to go back to the office, so he just went to the computer room humming a song.

The computer room was locked - this did not pose a problem for Manager Jie. He knocked lightly and the door opened.

Jie Fangcheng found a computer that he was familiar with and played Solitaire for a while again. He was still thinking, if he were to ask Director Wei to change the computer this time, the guy would probably not refuse, right

The last class in the afternoon was Chinese. When the class was almost about to start, Xie Fangcheng leisurely walked out of the computer room, went to the office to get his textbooks, and then, holding the textbooks and the water cup, he went to be his Chinese teacher as if nothing had happened.

This time, as soon as they entered the room, the expressions of the students below seemed to be much more lively than before.

The students in the last row looked at him with burning eyes, which made Manager Xie feel a little shy.

"Well, you may have seen what happened today, or you may have heard about it if you didn't see it." Jie Fangcheng scratched his head and said, "Anyway, you can take as many exams as you can. Don't worry if you don't do well. I won't treat you like those teachers."

The students were silent, and Teacher Xie smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to class."

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During the evening self-study session, Director Wei, who had disappeared, finally reappeared.

His leg injury had healed, so he went to the mathematics office first to talk to his confidant.

Zhang An looked the same as usual, even when Director Wei asked him how his Chinese class went today, Zhang An answered truthfully.

After listening to this, Director Wei sneered.

"These students are not strictly managed, they are going to rebel! Just wait, that teacher Xie will soon realize that what he did is completely wrong! The reason why the school has formulated so many rules and regulations is entirely for the students' grades! If he does this, the students' grades will soon drop!"

As if to confirm his statement, the first major test came when Manager Jie was conducting an effective inspection of the school's ethos.

In fact, Jie Fangcheng also thought about whether he should just borrow the test paper and let everyone take a look at it first.

However, the monthly exam papers are generated on the same day and do not require a teacher to supervise the exam. Students will take the exam seriously and only look at their own papers.

There is no need for teachers to mark the test results. After the test is completed on the same day, the students’ results will be available in the evening.

Looking at the report cards in their hands, the players looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the mathematics office, Tong Xinxin spoke with a gloomy face: "During the in-class test, our class average score was 92 points... This time it was only 86 points. The total score is... 541 points."

But looking at the expressions of the other teacher NPCs, their grades seemed to have not changed, and some of them even looked a little happier.

The players quickly recognized that the happy ones were the Chinese teachers who were the players.

"The total score may not change much, but after weighing it, the students may be forced by the previous prestige of these teacher NPCs, or it may be because we did not use the methods of these teacher NPCs, so the students are not afraid of us, so... they gave more points to the teacher NPCs."

Guo Siming also looked at the paper in his hand in silence.

He only scored over 80 points in the class test. When teaching these two days, he stood firmly on the side of Jie Fangcheng. He absolutely could not tolerate the NPC behavior of those teachers, so he had a very good attitude towards students.

But I didn’t expect…

74 points.

Only 74 points.

Why

Do these students really only listen to the NPC teachers

Inadvertently, Guo Siming glanced to the side and saw Zhang An's student transcript next to him.

But Zhang An just flipped through it casually, so Guo Siming wondered if he had seen it wrong.

"Zhang An, what are your students' grades?"

He asked.

Zhang An just replied "not much" and then said nothing more.

It was not until the evening, when the grades of all classes were announced, that Guo Siming found out how much this “not much” meant.

132.

Ranked first in the school's high school mathematics class.

Guo Siming looked at him in surprise: "How did you do that? Did you... did you use that method?"

This person clearly said that kind of thing during lunch yesterday. Was it just for fun?

Zhang An shook his head without explaining anything.

But if someone had been listening since his first math class, he would have found that Zhang An had never said anything excessive to his students.

He was also giving lectures, and like the NPC teachers in school, he could recite the lecture notes almost word for word.

However, during the first in-class test, Teacher Zhang told the students: The final test score is the sum of the scores of this test and the final test, divided by two.

The correct usage of that average score of only 19 is here.

The students only scored 19 points in the last exam, so of course they had to do well this time and allocated almost all the points they could to mathematics.

They were very afraid of this math teacher. Although this teacher looked gentle, there was no emotion in his eyes when he smiled.

Zhang An looked at the report card posted on the bulletin board again, and his eyes inadvertently swept across the results of the lower classes.

Class seven.

Average score for Chinese… zero.

He laughed softly, then turned around and originally wanted to go to the third floor.

But when he passed the computer room, he paused, then reached out and pushed open the door.

Sure enough, a computer was dimly lit.

Jie Fangcheng had switched to playing Minesweeper and greeted him when he saw him come in.

"Teacher Zhang, are you here to look up information again?"

He went back to addressing Zhang An with the third tone.

Zhang An adjusted his glasses: "No, I came to see you."

"oh?"

It happened that this round of Minesweeper was over, and Jie Fangcheng raised his head.

Zhang An asked: "Have you read the notice board?"

"No. What's my grade in the class?"

"Total score 497, average score in Chinese... zero."

"Oh." Jie Fangcheng nodded, not looking strange at all.

Zhang An asked: "You beat up the teacher who treated them badly on behalf of these students, but they didn't know how to be grateful to you at all. Instead, they went a step further and gave all the marks to other subjects. Aren't you angry?"

Jie Fangcheng shook his head.

"For you it's a game, for them it's not."

Failing on the test will lead to such humiliation and the risk of death that it is normal for these students to allocate more of their precious marks to subjects they consider more terrifying.

Zhang An found a chair and sat down, looking across two rows of computers, and nodded.

"really."

"What?" Jie Fangcheng had already started a new game.

Zhang An continued, "These NPCs are not data generated by the game. They should have been living people like us... like me, right?"

Jie Fangcheng paused.

He looked up suddenly.

Zhang An's voice was very calm, as if he had anticipated this matter.

"I had originally speculated what this game was made of. I thought it was some kind of... alien high-tech. So every NPC is lifelike and looks like a real living person. This game is amazing. No NPC is repeated. Different NPCs will give different responses to the same thing. I even heard that even if it is the same dungeon, using the same strategy to complete it may result in different results. If it is really a technological means, it must be quite amazing, a civilization several levels higher than Earth civilization. But then after I completed the dungeon, I came to the game lobby."

"The game interface is very simple, like the chat software from decades ago. All the games produced by the system are copied and pasted. Although the screen in the middle of the hall is touch-screen, the feel is... very poor."

#VALUE! Zhang An laughed: "If it is an advanced civilization, the simplicity of the game hall is unjustifiable. So I guess these NPCs were once living people like the players. But I am a little curious about where these people came from. So I went to learn about the development history of this game. Someone told me that there were very few copies of the game at the beginning. Later, as the number of players gradually increased, the copies began to expand. I was basically sure that some of the NPCs in the copies should come from dead players. And what's strange is that this game doesn't seem to want players to survive. The strength of the copy NPC is stronger than the strongest player, but at the same time, this game seems to want players to survive, because it will formulate quite a lot of rules to restrict NPCs and give players a way to survive. So I was thinking..."

"Does this game seem like there are two forces fighting each other? Until I saw you, Manager Jie, I was probably sure."

Jie Fangcheng was stunned: "What are you sure of?"

"Something happened in the underworld?"

Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but exclaim "Oh my god".

"How did you know?"

It was too obvious to Zhang An.

It's obvious from the look of Jie Fangcheng that he doesn't take the rules of the dungeon seriously, but the biggest weight that all players who can clear the dungeon multiple times can rely on to pass the dungeon is actually "obeying the rules and avoiding being killed by NPCs."

The role of rules is to protect players.

The more times a player completes a game, the more his or her compliance with the rules is ingrained in his or her bones.

But Jie Fangcheng doesn't need this, yet he has stronger strength than many players.

This shows that his strength is not acquired by completing games, but is something he inherently possesses.

Because of his job, Zhang An has come into contact with this type of people.

Monks, Taoists... special people standing at the top of the pyramid may possess this kind of power.

But that shouldn't be the case. The common problem among these people is that they regard monsters as their mortal enemies, and psychologically they want to kill them as soon as possible.

The player in front of him named Jie Fangcheng is different from these people. In fact, the way he looks at NPCs is almost the same as the way he looks at players.

Combined with the knowledge I had learned before, it was obvious where this person came from.

Zhang An pushed up his glasses and stretched out his hand to him.

"Let me formally introduce myself. I am Zhang Daoan, a professor at the Buddhist College of D University. My subject is... Marxist philosophy."

(End of this chapter)