Matryoshka Off-Limits

Chapter 121: Mermaid Coast

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Escape is shameful but useful.

When he saw the information on the attribute panel, Wen Shi had just finished taking a shower. He thought about it and decided to go to the school clinic first to visit the zombie as a good friend. This would make it easier for him to talk nonsense in the name of the zombie when others asked about it.

The school clinic does not have the smell of disinfectant in ordinary hospitals. It is very spacious, about the size of a student dormitory. The school clinic is fully equipped with equipment. Students who are seriously unwell can stay here to recuperate, and the school doctor can even perform some minor surgeries.

Since the zombie was pulled in, he stayed there according to Wen Shi's instructions. When he was awake, he was either in a daze or muttering "King Asa", temporarily dismissing the principal and others with his actions.

When Wen Shi arrived, the first thing that caught his eye was a bunch of white calla lilies. Lily was standing by the window arranging the bouquet and talking to the zombies patiently.

"You can suddenly have a good singing voice. Maybe it's a sudden enlightenment or a genetic mutation or something," Lily said with a smile, "Children should not always think about feudal superstitions."

As she finished her words, she seemed to notice someone outside and turned sideways.

Wen Shi changed his posture from eavesdropping against the wall to standing at the door and greeted openly: "Hello, teacher."

Lily nodded and stared at the figure outside the door.

He had just taken a shower and didn't do his hair properly, but his skin looked whiter. From his neck to his collarbone, every connection point was as perfect as a work of art.

Such a beautiful and fragile vase, no wonder Teacher Ruan chose to dive.

She will be directing a play for her students later, so she starts by casually admonishing them as a teacher: "It's good to visit your classmates, but you also have to pay more attention to rehearsals. Now everyone is racing against time."

Wen Shi: "I will try my best."

I thought to myself that a piece of stone doesn't need any acting skills.

Lily left soon after she finished speaking.

Wen Shi walked to the calla lily, lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose to the petals, and smelled a faint scent of the sea tide.

He pulled out the flower and smelled the water in the bottle; it all had the same smell.

"Did Teacher Lily ask you about King Asa?"

The zombie shook his head.

Wen Shi lowered his eyes and thought: "It seems that she doesn't care about King Asa, she only cares about the mermaid."

Being able to conceive and having a good voice are the standard features of a mermaid. Lily seemed to be more willing to believe that the change in the zombie's voice was the alienation of a high-quality mermaid. The flowers she sent were probably also to play a supporting role, to see if the zombie could show more mermaid characteristics.

The zombie's body would not be disturbed by such things, so Wen Shiyuan put the flower back.

"I, debut." Youshi kept repeating this sentence as an idiom.

Wen Shi reassured him: "There is a place for you on the concert stage."

The first list of names is out, and there are wandering corpses on it.

Anyone who performs well in the assessment will have the opportunity to participate. This is one of the rules imposed on Mingzhu Academy by the game, and the principal cannot violate it.

Wen Shi checked the list this morning. The players showed their talents, and finally seventeen freshmen were selected. You Shi stood out among them. He was the only one who performed solo, while the others found ways to blend into the group program of the old students.

"One more day of rest and you'll be 'better'."

When more people believe in Asa, the principal will have no time to care about the wandering corpses.

After giving a few instructions, Wen Shi saw through the window that the school doctor was walking back, so he left the school clinic early.

About halfway through the concert, the class reached a turning point and some students had to drop out of their daily schedules.

Those who are selected to perform can skip classes and rehearse the show.

The teacher basically does not call the roll in class, but starting today, some classroom interactions have been added to add points. Players who want to earn daily points and compete for audience seats must all arrive on time.

Of course, there are also some individuals who do not take elective courses or participate in them, and have the same idea as Ji Yuanzhi, wanting to do something else.

After leaving the school infirmary, Wen Shi kept wandering around the dormitory door, praying that Ji Yuanzhi had gone out to look for prey and was not in the dormitory now.

It was Yarlin who opened the door for him again without his consent, and he asked in confusion: "Little brother, why don't you come in?"

Wen Shi's smile was forced.

Guess why I didn't come in

"My king is back." At this moment, a light voice came from inside.

The prayer failed and Ji Yuanzhi did not go out.

"..." The classic scene reappeared, and for a moment Wen Shi felt like he had returned to the time when he was awake from hypnosis.

Wen Shixu walked in with a smile. He tried to save the situation. "The information on the panel is [High Priest Candidate. I believe the code name will soon change from [Apostle] to [High Priest. Now it is just a transition period."

"The High Priest is the King's first prophet," Ji Yuanzhi read out the information on his own dashboard, "I have a complete promotion channel here, which shows that after becoming a priest, the code name will indeed change."

Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Become [Under One Person]."

Wen Shi: “…”

If the priest also has loyalty, I believe Ji Yuanzhi can be comparable to the wandering corpse.

"There must be some benefit, right?" he asked tentatively.

"I have great status and power in the kingdom." Ji Yuanzhi calmly asked, "But what does the kingdom have now?"

After hearing this, Wen Shi almost buried his head under the table and said, "Dad, I am guilty."

When the atmosphere was about to become suffocating, Jian Qingrong asked the key point: "What priest?"

Wen Shi explained in a low voice, which was basically that he registered a kingdom, had it officially certified, and now Ji Yuanzhi was forcibly appointed as an apostle.

Jian Qingrong hated Ji Yuanzhi's luck without any distinction: "Is there such a good thing?"

“…” Do you want to listen to what you are saying

Ji Yuanzhi was a little scary when he didn't speak. Wen Shi glanced over and found that he was browsing the forum with a stolen smartphone.

Just as he was about to say something, Ji Yuanzhi focused his eyes on the screen: "The school has issued serious warnings to five students who are studying at Bayasa, and has also established a reporting system."

Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "There is no substantial evidence in the report.

Ji Yuanzhi put his phone on the table and said, "Four of them were photographed worshipping King Asa's tablet. As for the remaining one, there is no evidence, but he has been praised by the teacher recently. After being reported, everyone believes that he worshipped something in private that he shouldn't have."

After such drastic measures, it is no longer a question of whether to believe it or not, but whether you dare to believe it.

Wen Shi was silent for a moment and then checked the panel, and found that the number of believers had decreased.

If he continues like this, he will probably soon turn back into the fake King Arthur.

"There is one more thing," Ji Yuanzhi mentioned the missing class representative, "I have consulted with his roommate, and they found that there is key information hidden in the principal's dormitory."

"I don't know how the principal dug out the heart of the mermaid king." Wen Shi supplemented the information, "Maybe we can find clues related to the heart in the dormitory."

The place where the principal lives is definitely one of the most dangerous places in Mingzhu College. If you want to follow this line, you must be prepared to face the storm.

Yaerlin touched his chin: "Although the principal is old..."

Wen Shi was horrified: "Brother, you..."

When he heard the unkind laughter, he realized that the other party had done it on purpose.

Yaerlin was indeed teasing him. Sometimes he looked like a pissed off kitten, which was quite interesting. After laughing, he got back to the point: "What are you looking for? I can help you."

Wen Shi thought carefully for a few seconds and shook his head: "I will go to this place myself."

The system can only identify key items if the player touches them. The game is about metaphysics, so key factors must be taken into consideration. In areas with high information content, it is likely that nothing can be found through the hands of others.

"But I want you to help me with something else," Wen Shi added, looking at Jian Qingrong, "I may need your help."

Jian Qingrong: "Become an apostle?"

Help the Kingdom.

Wen Shi almost bit his tongue. Don’t mention these two words again. Didn’t you see that Ji Yuanzhi’s face turned dark again

He silently adjusted his sitting position, avoiding Ji Yuanzhi's gaze, and slowly spoke of what he was going to do later.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a large-scale musical was rehearsed in the auditorium.

The auditorium has the most formal stage, and the old students fought hard for it. Finally, under the auspices of the Student Union, they reluctantly set a schedule for the use of the auditorium.

Wen Shi, who got the spot through the back door, naturally did not dare to be negligent. At half past one, he, the stone, set off early.

It took them ten minutes to walk to the auditorium. When the performers saw Jian Qingrong following behind them, they said in a bad tone, "Who asked you to bring people here?"

Wen Shi whispered, "I didn't bring him here. His family sponsored a building for the college. He said he wanted to come and see the performance, and the teacher agreed."

People who spend money are more likely to be respected wherever they go. After listening to Wen Shi's words, Jian Qingrong was not kicked out.

It's not even four o'clock yet, and the previous group of people rehearsing have not left yet. They are standing around the stage waiting.

The old students who were waiting gathered together and discussed King Asa in a low voice. Wen Shi heard someone say, "Don't mention this matter anymore."

Their health has been restored and the program has been almost arranged. Under the high pressure of the school, they are ready to keep what happened that night to themselves.

"Yes, it's better to be down-to-earth."

The number of believers on the attribute panel has been reduced by five.

The system prompted: "Please expand your followers as soon as possible, otherwise you will face the risk of national destruction."

Wen Shi's smile did not reach his eyes. The moment the wish was fulfilled, the god would lose the value of existence. No wonder the mermaids would use mental pollution to completely turn the believers into puppets.

He is not that extreme, but in order not to become the last king, it is time to save the king's dignity.

The senior student wearing the fox fairy jade pendant was in charge of the overall situation. She kept her eyes fixed on her watch. As soon as the second hand passed the last tick, she began to urge: "It's time."

The leader of the chorus on the stage glared at her and was about to say something, but suddenly swallowed his words back.

Teacher Qi was walking in from the back door.

Wen Shi knew who was coming without turning around. When he received the rehearsal notice, the message specifically stated at the end that Teacher Qi would come to give guidance, and anyone who was late would bear the consequences themselves.

"Hello, teacher." The students greeted in unison.

Teacher Qi responded curtly. He was usually serious with no one, including his students.

"What stage has the choreography reached?" Teacher Qi asked the senior student wearing a jade pendant.

"We are going to adopt the form of a light opera. The music and dialogue have been written, and the only thing left is the dance scene at the end."

Teacher Qi nodded slightly: "Perform it once for me to see."

Everyone didn't dare to delay. Before going on stage, the senior sister pointed out a position for Wen Shi: "You squat there. Your role is a servant turned into stone by magic. When the tenor appears for the first time, you will perform a scene where you split open on the spot."

The theme they performed was Theater Psycho, which contained many horror and dark elements.

For these performers who were forced in, the old students would definitely not assign them any lyrics, they only needed to do some body movements.

Wen Shi opened his mouth: "How do you act out the split?"

"Just make an expression," the senior said impatiently, "then there will be special lighting effects that will immerse half of your body in darkness."

"… oh."

The student in charge of sound made a hand gesture, and everyone immediately got into the mood.

The music at the beginning was very loud and exciting. The male and female protagonists appeared one after another. The girl stood at the front and began to sing and dance in unison with the other dancers.

Wen Shi's position was close to the backstage and he could not be seen unless you looked carefully. But when the tenor voice started, he would be given a separate shot with lighting for about 1 second.

Jian Qingrong was sitting in the audience, staring at the stone in the corner that no one cared about.

A fat man with a smile on his face approached him. He was the bank clerk who had done business with Wen Shi not long ago. He seemed to be very interested in Jian Qingrong's identity and approached him and asked, "Brother, which guild are you from?"

The fat man used his personal means to join a choir of old students. This group could only use the stage after they finished their performance.

Jian Qingrong didn't even glance at him, still looking at the stage.

[Wangcai Bank] will regularly collect information about senior players in the virtual world and generate a database. Most of the players who can be put into S-level copies are ranked players. But in Fatty's impression, there is no such person as Jian Qingrong.

He specifically inquired about the other party and came up with another guess: Could it be an NPC

The fat man calmly used his second skill [Charm]. There were many players with the same skill. Louis was the best among them, and the fat man could barely rank ahead.

At the same time, with the addition of advanced charm props, his focus is certainly not on seduction, but on strongly increasing the friendliness of NPCs.

"you… "

Under the double buff of skills and props, he finally got one word from Jian Qingrong: "Get lost."

"… "

The fat man was best at handling interpersonal relationships, but before he could try to smooth things over, an ear-piercing scream came from the side, along with a strange creaking sound, as if something was breaking and falling off.

The fat man looked up at the stage, his face changed drastically. He saw the light stand in the center of the stage where the main actor was standing suddenly collapsed, and the students below were terrified, their pupils trembled, and they had lost their basic reaction ability.

"ah-"

Amid the screams, the one who reacted the fastest was Teacher Qi. He rushed to the stage at a speed beyond human limits, protected the two students, and pulled them back hard to get them out of the range of the falling light stand.

In the next ten seconds, the speakers, decorative flowers and wooden springboards also shattered.

After being shocked, the fat man's first reaction was to look towards the corner where Wen Shi was, and found that he was standing there with an indifferent expression, without even the intention of avoiding him, as if he knew what would happen in advance. Feeling that he was being watched, Wen Shi looked up with a faint gaze.

The cold eyes made the fat man frown. When he reacted, he found that he actually took a small step back, which meant that he subconsciously felt a little afraid.

Teacher Qi walked to the lamp stand and saw no signs of human cutting on the wire rope, as if it was just a simple accident.

The fat man in the audience was certain that the stage accident was planned by Wen Shi.

This is also true.

Wen Shi had confirmed with Yaerlin in advance that the other party could use mental power to collapse the lamp stand, and at the same time use mental power as a barrier to protect the students below. Whether Teacher Qi rescued in time or not, there would be no bloodshed.

The shattering of the rest of the speakers was caused by Jian Qingrong secretly leaving the pollution sources on them while waiting, and then remotely controlling the shattering of the items afterwards.

When Teacher Qi was further checking the lighting stand, Wen Shi walked up to the frightened senior sister, who was surrounded by a group of people, ready to help her off the stage.

“…Did you see the fox?”

The extremely faint voice made everyone around tremble slightly. They remembered the incident in the library that night, and the fox fairy had warned them to believe in Asa.

Could this strange accident today be a punishment for their abandonment of faith

Some people wanted to yell at Wen Shi to shut up, but he looked paler than anyone else and kept muttering "bleeding fox".

The senior student said absentmindedly: "It must be the fox fairy... King Asa wants to punish me. This was the last time the fox fairy protected me."

The students in the audience looked at each other with flickering eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

Wen Shi watched this scene and knew that the news about the consequences of betraying Asa would soon spread through the mouths of students. He had already seen someone on the forum.

Previously, Wen Shi made these NPCs believe in a non-existent God based on their wishes. Now he wants to use fear to recall this faith that is about to be lost.

After a while, Wen Shi turned slightly and looked at Teacher Qi who was still half-squatting there and carefully inspecting the lamp stand.

Because of the fake panic expression he had earlier, Wen Shi's facial lines had been tense. When he forced the corners of his mouth up, his bright red lips looked very sick.

“… All found.”

Lily is obsessed with high-quality mermaids, Teacher Ruan wants to revive the mermaid king, and Teacher Qi unexpectedly cares about the formal students. In addition to saving people, we can also get a glimpse of Teacher Qi's daily preparation attitude and his special visit to the scene to guide students today.

Wen Shi now has all the characteristics of the famous tutor in charge of teaching new students. Now it depends on how to use them.

The fat man who had been observing Wen Shi from the audience was also good at calculating. He noticed that Wen Shi's gaze was lingering on Teacher Qi, which meant that the other party was monitoring and collecting data on NPCs, just like what [Wangcai Bank] did to all its customers.

The fat man's Adam's apple slid hard. This piece of data was very useful. There was actually a teacher in the college who really cared about the students. If used well, it could definitely play an unexpected role.

But this method of collecting data is something only a madman would do.

The stage was now illuminated only by a row of small bulbs on the outermost edge. Wen Shi stood with his back straight under the light, while Teacher Qi was just the opposite, with half of his body shrouded in the shadow of the curtain.

One is bright and the other is dark, but it is hard to tell which one is brighter.

After rechecking the attribute panel, Wen Shi was satisfied with the return of the number of believers, and his slightly morbid smile became more sincere.

"The more the better." His kingdom must be firmly rooted in this land like the roots of an ancient tree that extend for thousands of meters.

'Killing the chicken to scare the monkey' regained faith, the amount of information was replenished, and the people from [Wangcai Bank] were shocked at the same time. For Wen Shi, it was another perfect day.

The stage was very high, and if Jian Qingrong wanted to keep looking at Wen Shi, he could only look up.

Monsters all have genes for admiring the strong in their bloodlines. Not long after Jian Qingrong first met Wen, he clearly knew how many calculations were hidden under this friendly appearance.

A soul that is opportunistic, extremely cunning, but always knows how to make concessions is too easy to be fascinating.

“He’s the perfect one.”

When the fat man was still feeling a little scared by Wen Shi's ruthlessness, this sentence suddenly entered his ears. He glanced sideways and saw Jian Qingrong worshipping the people on the stage with a fanatical gaze.

—Toxic Wei.

For a moment, these two words were the only thing left in the fat man's mind.

(End of this chapter)