I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

Xiao Lan took the pocket watch Luo gave, and the two left the office separately.

Afterwards, Xiao Lan came near where the principal's office was located, waiting for Luo to transfer the principal away, creating an opportunity for him to sneak in.

Not long after, Luo's figure appeared in Xiao Lan's sight. He entered the principal's office smoothly, and left with the principal Mrs. Weld a few minutes later.

Xiao Lan glanced at the time on the pocket watch, and moved towards the principal's office.

After confirming that there was no one around, Xiao Lan opened the door of the room and entered the room quietly.

When he first entered, he almost thought it was dark.

Because the whole office has a black tone, the wallpaper is black, the floor is black marble, and the gorgeous velvet curtains are still black. The curtains are half-covered, and the light coming in is pitiful, making the room look very dark.

Xiao Lan stood by the window and looked at it. The view here is very good and the location is very high. From this office, you can almost overlook the entire college.

In the office, apart from black, all kinds of silverware are the most common. No matter the stationery, candlesticks or wall decorations, they are all uniform silver, shining conspicuously on the dark background.

The desktop in the principal’s office is full of official documents related to college affairs. On them are Mrs. Weld’s beautiful fonts. The content is very detailed, but very boring. Xiao Lan rummaged through it, but found nothing special in it. s things.

The bookshelf next to it is also full of books related to education and psychology. There are many traces of turning over the books. It can be seen that Mrs. Weld is usually very concerned about the education of students.

It seems that this is just a normal office.

Xiao Lan's attention shifted to the closed door next to her.

Luo had told him before that Mrs. Weld spent her nights in the rest room of the office, so her personal belongings should be there.

Xiao Lan lay on the door and carefully listened to the movement inside.

After finding that the room was quiet, he gently pried open the door of the lounge.The lock of this door is much more complicated than that of the outer one, but it is not at all a match for Xiao Lan's well-trained lockpicking skills.

This room is also as dark as the office outside, and even because the curtains are completely drawn, the room is completely dark, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Xiao Lan had no choice but to turn on the [Nuclear Flashlight].

He was shocked the moment he opened it.

Because it was Mr. Weld who appeared within the light range.

Didn't it mean that Mr. Weld has been resting in a room not far from the principal's office because of his health?How would it appear here? !

And what he was doing in such a dark room alone, he didn't make a sound.

Xiao Lan was thinking about how to fool Teacher Lian into the principal's office.

However, he noticed that Mr. Weld, who was illuminated by the light, didn't have any unpleasant reaction. He just raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth, as if to cover up the light cough that was about to come out.

But he didn't set his eyes on Xiao Lan who entered the door.

Xiao Lan felt a little weird, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Weld?"

Mr. Weld remained silent and did not answer.

Xiao Lan walked a few steps, Mr. Weld lowered his head, once again raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth, suppressing his light cough.

Xiao Lan frowned, and took another step forward, this time he stood directly in front of Mr. Weld.

This distance has exceeded the reasonable social distance between people. It is reasonable to say that no matter how distracted a normal person is, he will notice that there is a big living person in front of him.

Mr. Weld finally had a reaction. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Lan, with a gentle smile on his face, and the lingering gaze of seeing his lover in his eyes.

Xiao Lan looked at him and asked again: "Mr. Weld?"

Mr. Weld still didn't answer, he just watched Xiao Lan quietly, as if——

When we first met, he stared at his wife like that.

This situation is too weird, not to mention that Xiao Lan and him just met each other once, how could Mr. Weld have such a deep relationship.Now that Xiao Lan has spoken a few words to him, even if he has hearing or language barriers, he should respond a little.

For example, indicating that the other party cannot hear, or asking someone to write down to communicate.

But he didn't have any normal reaction at all, he just looked at Xiao Lan with tender eyes until Xiao Lan felt a little creepy.

Xiao Lan tried to take a step back and left in front of Mr. Weld.

Almost at the same time, Mr. Weld lowered his head again and resumed the same quiet silence as before. During this period, he raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly.

Xiao Lan took another step forward, and he raised his head to meet Xiao Lan's eyes again.

When Xiao Lan backed away, Mr. Weld returned to bowing his head.

He keeps switching between these two actions, almost like a programmed machine.

Xiao Lan had a not-so-good guess.

He stretched out his hand to press the position of Mr. Weld's jugular artery. The tentacles were icy cold. Although the texture of the skin was soft, it didn't have the temperature that a human body should have, and there was no pulse at all.

This is not a living person at all!

In the process of touching the side of the neck, Xiao Lan noticed that there seemed to be something black on the back of Mr. Weld's neck.

He pushed aside the flaxen long hair of the other party, and found a black pattern tattoo composed of strange characters on the back of the neck. This tattoo went down the spine and spread to the area covered by the clothes.

Xiao Lan checked Mr. Weld's body again, and confirmed that this weird tattoo was almost all over his body, connecting his body together like a thread.

During the period, Xiao Lan also discovered that there was a huge penetrating wound on Mr. Weld's chest, which could almost pull out his heart. The wound was re-sutured, and a new pattern tattoo was added to it.

The patterned tattoos composed of these words look full of strange death, and at the same time have a bit of weird artistic sense.

It seems that Mr. Weld should have died a long time ago, but this kind of weird tattoo manipulated his body, making him look like a living person, and he can perform simple activities.

Like a doll.

Thinking of the photo of the three of them that she got, and the happy family in the photo, Xiao Lan felt a chill down her spine.Adeline appears to be dead in the photo, Mr. Weld has been turned into a manipulated puppet, and what about... Mrs. Weld?

Xiao Lan restored Mr. Weld's clothes to their original state, and then turned to look at the lounge.

There are a lot more things here than in the outside room. There are a lot of silverware that Xiao Lan doesn't recognize piled up on the table, and several notebooks are spread out, and the things recorded on them are all difficult and difficult to understand.

Although the content is incomprehensible, there are some pictures drawn in these manuscripts, which are about the structure of the human body, and there are also similar tattoo patterns that have been seen on Mr. Weld before.

It seems that Mr. Weld's current state should be due to the headmaster's handwriting.

What is she researching?

Xiao Lan continued to search on the table, and finally a notebook caught his attention.

The paper of this letter has turned yellow, and more paper has been added to it many times, and a lot of extra content has been pasted. The entire letter looks full, and it can barely be closed with a strap.

This should be the oldest one on the table.

Open the letter.

What was recorded above is some content that is like a heavenly book like other manuscripts. At a certain paragraph, the content in it suddenly changes.

[Hobson was killed! 】

【Adeline... Adeline is also dead...】

【who is it!who is it?Why did you do this! ! 】

【My Adeline, she is still so young】

【The whole body is broken, it must be very painful】

【I can save you, I will definitely do it】

This Hobson should be Mr. Weld's name, and Adeline is indeed the headmaster's daughter.

It seems that some accident caused their deaths, and the headmaster, facing the tragedy, decided to use his own method to save them.

A complicated picture and text was interspersed in the middle, in which Xiao Lan saw the complete form of the tattoo pattern on Mr. Weld's body. It seemed that this was done by the principal at that time to revive her husband.

[No, Hobson's soul cannot be fused]

【Or not】

【Failed again】

【why……】

[I can only make you an ordinary puppet, will you blame me?Hobson]

Seeing the word "curse puppet", Xiao Lan understood that this is Mr. Weld's current state. He is not really resurrected, but is only manipulated by secret scripts. There is no soul in it, just an empty shell like a puppet.

This is followed by a much more complex account of length, and instead of repairing the body like Mr. Weld's, it seems that Adeline's body was so badly damaged that Mrs. Weld had to rebuild her Body.

The final form made Xiao Lan feel very familiar - a woman with two snake tails.

This is the same shape as the weird goddess statue in the auditorium. No wonder that statue has never been seen anywhere else. It turns out that it was designed by the principal himself.

However, the development of things did not go as the principal expected.

【Adeline... How did Adeline become like this...】

【Why did Adeline attack her mother? 】

【She is crazy】

【She is eating people】

【how so】

【No, I can definitely save you】

【Mom will make you the same as before】

[In order to prevent you from hurting others, I can only temporarily lock you up, sorry]

Then things got even weirder.

After all attempts at new methods ended in failure, suddenly there was a handprint with blood on one page.

【Adeline, was it you who gave me the human skin on the night of the red moon? 】

【Is this the material you want? 】

【Mom will save you】

[But... these skins are all from the children of the academy]

【No, I can't treat them like this】

【This must be Adeline's wish】

【Adeline...Adeline...Adeline...】

【sorry】

【sorry】

【sorry】

……

The next few pages were filled with "I'm sorry", and the handwriting was scrawled and messy. It was obvious that the principal was struggling with this choice. She should really care about the students.

But in the end, she chose to hurt the students for her daughter, and disposed of the corpses killed by Mrs. Hongyue.

Perhaps those seemingly contradictory corpses and funerals are due to such a struggling psychology.

While she let Mrs. Hongyue kill the students to collect materials for her daughter's resurrection, she felt guilty about it, so she made new skins for the dead students and held a funeral for them at the risk of exposure.

【Adelin, mother will make you strong】

【This way no one can kill you anymore】

【Our family will be as happy as before】

In the subsequent notebooks, there were only complicated pictures and texts left, and the principal never recorded his thoughts on it again.

Xiao Lan closed the notebook and frowned slightly.

The content of the letter was considered to have solved most of his doubts, but it could not explain the reason why the headmaster Mrs. Weld's appearance remained unchanged, and the little Adeline who suddenly appeared and disappeared, and the clues to clear the level were still unclear.

Are you going to kill Adeline?

As if an important piece of the jigsaw was missing, Cliff Academy was still shrouded in fog.

Maybe he should go see Adeline next, even if she has turned into a dangerous monster.

When leaving the principal's office, Xiao Lan saw Dai Bumao and the other two who were secretly hiding their tracks on the road, and the two exchanged a look of understanding.

It seemed that Xiao Lan was not the only one who seized this opportunity.

Xiao Lan signaled to them that the safety time was about half an hour away, and she received a grateful look from the other party.

-

dinner time.

Today's restaurant doesn't know what went crazy, and it prepares canned herring mushroom soup and stargazing pie for everyone.

All famous world-class cuisine.

When the students stepped into the restaurant, they were skeptical of life from the wonderful fragrance, and when they faced the dying fish in the starry sky school in front of them, their expressions switched from skeptical of life to unrequited.

Life is alive, it is inevitable that there will be ups and downs...

The children of Criff Academy understood this truth prematurely.

However, for a man who has been poisoned by his own dark cuisine for many years and is still alive and kicking, such a level still cannot cause any harm to Xiao Lan's steely sense of taste.

In this way, Xiao Lan finished her meal under the reverent eyes of the students around her.

Then, Teacher Fei Luo's care came as promised.

Luo came to Xiao Lan's side, and put out his hand to help his glasses: "Student Xiao Lan, can you explain why your review is so artistic? I'm afraid that Paramecium wouldn't be able to write such an excellent work even with a pen." .”

Xiao Lan's scumbag persona was once again consolidated.

Xiao Lan: "..."

What art, your painting art?

Why does Luo arrange such a tortuous plot every time he creates an opportunity to meet up!

Xiao Lan observed Luo's expression. Although it looked calm on the surface, he always felt that this guy was actually having fun.

The students around cast their eyes on the people who eat melons.

"It seems that writing a review is too complicated a task for you." Luo still looked at him seriously, "Come and clean my office tonight."

Turn around and leave.

Xiao Lan stood up, and followed up confidently under the condemning gazes of her classmates.

I, a scumbag, refused to accept and came to fight.

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Correct use of punctuation marks:

Luo: Come and clean my office tonight♂

Xiao Lan: ...