Chapter 17: Teacher, you wouldn't want the principal to find out, would you?

"He... he came out?"

Teacher Yao's originally gaunt and sallow face now looked as pale as if he had been dead for three days, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a rhythmic *clatter-clatter-clatter* sound.

He had only one thought in his mind—

It's over!

As far as he knew, the last homeroom teacher who released something from the Little Black Room did not meet a very pleasant end.

After the principal took him to the Arts Building, screams echoed throughout the campus for three full days and nights.

By the time that teacher returned, he was unrecognizable; his mental state was like that of a walking corpse, unable to even care for himself. He had become a complete invalid, let alone capable of teaching students.

However, in this school, a teacher without value was equivalent to a failing student with no potential for progress.

In the end, his fate was also—suicide by jumping from a building.

Was this his own end?

"Your forehead looks dark and your complexion isn't great. Do you need me to cast a fortune for you? Just WeChat me 50 yuan; I accept WeChat transfers," Wu Wang said with a smile, looking at the nearly catatonic Teacher Yao.

The other man's expression became even more hideous.

He said viciously, "It's all because of you!"

Then, he began to mutter to himself, "Right... I didn't let it out... it's all this kid's fault!"

As long as he could get him sent to the Academic Affairs Office!

He could let the kid take all the blame!

He was still a Class 1 homeroom teacher; nothing would change!

As he spoke, his body began to undergo a transformation.

His originally gaunt frame began to swell, his fingers grew long and thin like sharp needles, and his two lifeless eyes turned into blood-red circles, gradually deviating from human form.

*Swish—*

But before he could take any action, a sharp dagger plunged into the grass between Teacher Yao's legs.

It was inches away from his "little brother."

The grotesque Teacher Yao looked up and met Wu Wang's bright, smiling face.

"Teacher Yao, this is all thanks to your excellent guidance. You told us that classmates should love one another, which is why you told me to go rescue the trapped student, Li Yang, wasn't it? I am merely following your teachings!"

Anything Baili Dao could think of, Wu Wang had naturally thought of as well.

If the role of a homeroom teacher was to manage students, then the role of the principal was to manage the homeroom teachers.

The old geezer was so terrified of the corpse in the Little Black Room being released likely because he feared the higher-ups would discover his dereliction of duty.

He knew that a mere homeroom teacher couldn't be threatened by a single dagger, but he had to show his attitude—

Either kill me on the spot and see who takes the fall for you, or hand me over and see who I drag down with me, or...

As soon as these words were uttered, Teacher Yao's face turned so dark it looked as if it could drip water.

How could he not understand?

This kid was threatening him!

If he turned him in to the Academic Affairs Office now and let him talk nonsense, there would surely be other teachers of lower status who would use this as an excuse to strike a heavy blow against him!

The worst-case scenario was that the principal, preferring to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty one go, would dispose of him as well.

"What exactly do you want!" Teacher Yao said through gritted teeth.

*Swish—*

Wu Wang pulled the dagger from the ground, crouched down, and poked at Li Yang's corpse—the student who had collapsed and stopped moving the moment he stepped out of the Little Black Room—and said as if to himself, "I have two knives."

"One is called Xiaochuan, specialized in doing bad things."

"One is called Tang Niu, untouched by karma."

The dagger danced in his hand as flexibly as an elf before he slid it back into his combat boot.

He looked at Teacher Yao with a smile. "Tang Niu is with me. Do you know where Xiaochuan went?"

"..."

Teacher Yao did not answer.

However, the violent heaving of his chest was enough to show that he was at the peak of his fury.

He understood the implication perfectly.

This kid wanted him to be the "Xiaochuan" in his hand—the knife that does bad things!

Since its founding, Gaoshan High School had never seen a student threatening a teacher!

It was a complete reversal of the natural order!

But after a few seconds of impotent rage, he compromised.

His grotesque form gradually faded.

He didn't want to let the status he had fought most of his life to achieve be taken away so easily.

The kid in front of him was clearly a death-defying lunatic; there was no point in dying alongside a madman.

"Speak. What do you want me to do?" Teacher Yao's tone softened slightly, but he added, "Let's get this straight: you cannot make me do anything that violates school regulations."

Wu Wang smiled.

As expected, since this dungeon provided a character with rationality like a homeroom teacher, it meant that even if the opponent was a ghost, there was a way to communicate or even threaten them.

In Teacher Yao's view, students wanted one of two things.

Either special privileges regarding the rules, or foolish curiosity.

He never expected Wu Wang's first question to be a heavyweight one: "First, tell me—where is the Arts Building?"

Wu Wang had noticed this while in the teaching building.

The signposts did not mention the Arts Building.

Clearly, the Ghost School did not want students to know about or go to that place.

"!"

Upon hearing this, the old geezer lunged forward in terror to cover the boy's mouth.

His eyes were filled with panic as he whispered, "Are you crazy! If you mention that building within the school grounds, *He* will hear you!"

Having said that, Teacher Yao looked around like a thief who had just committed a crime, checking to ensure they were safe.

Only after a moment did he let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing... he doesn't usually observe this side of the Little Black Room. You almost got us killed!"

Wu Wang narrowed his eyes, contemplating Teacher Yao's reaction.

The "He" the old man mentioned must be the principal.

One person monitoring the entire school.

The opponent's power within this Ghost School seemed unimaginably vast.

Damn this Spirit Disaster game!

He had to escape from a monster like that? And he also had to find a way to take more students with him?

Oh, and there were four other players coming to cause trouble.

Thanks a lot!

"Fine. Write down whatever you want to know on a piece of paper and bring it to my office. I will give you the answers. Just don't say it out loud, do you understand!" Teacher Yao said, sounding exasperated.

Wu Wang nodded. "Alright. Then first, give me a leave of absence so I don't have to attend class. As for the duration... let's say five days."

He didn't want to delay his exploration with something as boring as attending class.

After all, he only had five days.

"I can't," Teacher Yao answered immediately.

"Huh? I'll be damned! I'm going to the Arts—mmph!"

Wu Wang began to curse.

Before he could finish, Teacher Yao covered his mouth again.

The old man was so terrified he was on the verge of fainting.

He hurriedly explained, "Don't shout! Don't shout! A leave of absence must have a certificate from a 'doctor' stating you are unable to attend class normally before I can approve it. Otherwise, it's a violation of school rules! Listen to me! You really are a lunatic!"

Prying the hand away, Wu Wang craned his neck and asked, "So the school doctor is like you? What about the security guards and the cleaners? Can he manage all of them by himself?"

Hearing himself compared to the school doctor and security guards, a look of disdain immediately appeared on Teacher Yao's face.

He said coldly, "In this school, only we and *Him* are normal people. The school doctor and the security guards are just trash that can only follow orders and act according to standards."

Then, as if remembering something, he warned Wu Wang, "Even though the school doctor is trash, I suggest you don't try to cheat your way through. Faking an illness is also a violation of school rules."

"If you get caught, don't drag me down with you!"

The old man's explanation gave Wu Wang a deeper understanding of the composition of this Ghost School.

Ironically, he actually labeled himself and the principal as "normal people"?

Could it be that in his mind, his actions were truly for the sake of educating students well?

Utterly ridiculous.

"Fine, understood. I'll take care of the corpse, and I have my own ways to get a certificate from the school doctor. Just go back to your office and wait for me to submit the OA (Online Approval)."

With that, Wu Wang hoisted Li Yang's corpse and started walking out.

If the school doctor was truly as Teacher Yao described, then he would definitely be able to get a certificate for being unable to attend class!

Halfway there, Wu Wang suddenly thought of something.

He turned back to the old man, who was still standing there gasping for breath, and said

"By the way, help me organize the school rules. As a 'Model Student,' I believe I should properly abide by the daily behavioral norms for primary and secondary school students."

Teacher Yao: "?"

You? A Model Student?

What kind of Model Student carries a knife and disposes of corpses!

(End of Chapter)