017 Dekan began searching for the next victim.
“Cornelia, come with me.”
As the first one to dash out of the examination room, Dekan didn’t rush off with Cornelia.
Instead, he gestured for her to hide with him around the nearby corridor corner to wait.
After some Demon Students ran out, Dekan and Cornelia then mingled behind them.
The corridor could possibly be dangerous, and this group of Demon Students should be used to probe the path ahead.
Dekan and Cornelia quietly trailed behind the large group.
This corridor was like a maze.
Whenever a fork in the road appeared, the students would split into several groups.
At this point, Dekan chose to follow the group with the most people.
If you just entered a new school and didn’t know the way to important facilities such as the cafeteria or library, following the direction with the most people would be correct.
Of course, these Demon Students were obviously not going to eat or study.
Judging from their appearances, they were more like seeking “shelters”.
Upon reaching the corridor, they dared not even run, only walking briskly with light steps.
This made Dekan more certain that moving arbitrarily in the corridor would result in danger.
Except for Cornelia.
Because she was the only student who left the examination room through proper means.
The effect of that red Demon Ticket was to likely prevent the “danger” in the corridor.
“Which way should we go?”
Cornelia whispered, asking Dekan beside her.
Her speech became unusually fluent, but she also realized that she couldn’t speak loudly.
“Just follow me.”
“Um, thank you earlier in the examination room.”
The Shadow World has a system that automatically unifies language, so even if the Challenger matched with someone from another country, and even if the Shadow World has its own unique background story and worldview, there would be no language barrier.
After discovering she could communicate smoothly with Dekan, Cornelia seemed quite happy.
Communicating in the Shadow World was so much freer than in the real world.
“It’s no big deal. I’m more adept at the rules in the first classroom, it might be your turn to lend a hand next.”
Dekan thought for a moment, then asked, “By the way, how do I look now?”
“About the same as your original appearance, um… perhaps somewhat more handsome.”
Cornelia carefully thought about it before answering.
“….Then I probably know what kind I am.”
Dekan didn’t want to say it out loud.
But to be fair, it might come in handy.
“Shouldn’t we go meet up with the other Challengers?”
Cornelia asked.
“No need, the exploration efficiency is higher if the six people split up to investigate. We two together are enough.”
After all, the mission in this Shadow World didn’t require the six people to solve the mystery together, but rather map exploration against the clock.
Dekan observed the exploration percentage shown in Task Target 1.
Although it was increasing, the growth rate was very slow.
This indicated that the exploration percentage didn’t entirely depend on the area.
Maybe different locations within the Demon Academy had different weights for exploration percentage growth; perhaps the more dangerous the place, the higher the exploration percentage.
Besides.
Not entirely reliable, not very necessary, and don’t feel like dealing with it.
These three reasons were sufficient for Dekan to not contact the other Challengers for now.
Dekan didn’t want to meet those problematic tagalongs, nor did he want to encounter someone who would boss him around.
Having Cornelia, this highly cooperative powerhouse, by his side was enough.
Helping the other four quickly leave the examination room was already doing enough.
Temporarily ignoring the situations of the other Challengers, Dekan noticed that the surrounding Demon Students were becoming fewer and fewer.
A lot of Demon Students had already found classrooms along the way to hide in.
It was time to act.
Even if a Demon Student suddenly disappeared ahead, the other Demons wouldn’t notice.
“Cornelia, go bring a Demon over for a chat.”
“Alright.”
Cornelia suddenly sped up and grabbed the shoulder of a Demon Student ahead.
The Demon Student quickly turned around, full of anger looking at Cornelia, about to retaliate.
“Looking for death…”
However, he realized that only his head could move; his body couldn’t turn around.
He’s immobilized!
It’s like there’s a small mountain on his shoulder!
This is not a shoulder tap; it’s a grapple!
If she uses a bit more force, she’ll crush his shoulder!
Meeting her gaze, the Demon Student was scared into silence.
Cornelia’s cold stare of an absolute superior, along with the terrifying power she exuded, had him terrified.
And the figure behind her…
Isn’t that the culprit who caused chaos in the examination room?!
These two have been trailing behind him all this time, how horrifying!
Dekan walked to the side of the Demon Student, asking in a delicate and gentle voice, “Why are you all running?”
The moment the Demon Student heard the question, he gritted his teeth, yet couldn’t get angry.
He thought: If it weren’t for your stupid antics, we could have stayed in the examination room and killed time. Why would we need to be on edge in the corridor!
But all he could say was, “….. It’s not yet break time. If we encounter the Dean in the corridor, we will be killed.”
Dekan: “Continue. For example, when is it considered break time?”
Demon Student: “After every hour of class, there will be a 30-minute break. Only during break time are we allowed to move freely in the corridor. There will be music in the school to signal the start and end of classes.”
Dekan nodded.
That’s why the students were looking for classrooms.
Skipping class could result in death.
Strict school discipline, upright school atmosphere.
His evaluation of this school improved.
However, it seemed that he had just doomed the Demon Candidates who were supposed to take the test earlier.
To the Demons, the examination room was actually a gentle game.
They could have comfortably stayed inside the room for two classes plus one break time before coming out.
But the examination room was blown up by Dekan, forcing them to participate in the terrifying games in other classrooms.
No wonder this Demon Student looked like he wanted to kill him.
Dekan thought.
Sigh, doing good deeds.
The Buddha said, tricking demons is not immoral.
“What kind of classroom is it ahead?”
Dekan pointed ahead and asked.
They were currently standing on a stylish corridor.
Classical oil lamps illuminated lifelike Demon portraits on the long hallway, mixing terror with a touch of elegance.
Moving forward gradually, they could see a carpet with gorgeous patterns on the ground leading to the end.
If he guessed correctly, it would probably be an art classroom.
Dekan should be quite good at games related to painting.
Demon Student: “It’s a Cooking Classroom.”
Dekan: “???”
Does the Cooking Classroom need such a stylish setting?
Are these Upper Demons?
“Never mind, let’s go here.”
There were already not many Demon Students around to probe the way, continuing forward would be very dangerous.
Dekan headed straight towards the classroom at the end of the carpet.
The Demon Student wanted to turn and run away as quickly as possible, wanting to get far away from these two bad omens, but realized that Cornelia had no intention of letting go.
She gradually tightened her grip on the Demon Student’s arm, taking him forward as a hostage.
“Classmate, meeting is fate, come with us.”
Dekan smiled and said.
This smile made the Demon Student feel spine-chilling.
You two just want me to be your cannon fodder!
