novelraw Chapter 150: is enough.
Chapter 150: is enough.
Xiao Gui'an glanced over and saw one of the black boxes with its lock undone, immediately realizing someone had been confined inside.
Today, he wanted to see exactly what reasons the Acting Director standing before him could offer.
"I heard from Teacher Luo that the child was lazy during housekeeping class today, so I thought some discipline was necessary."
How could that be?
He had been following along all morning, and the reason given by Director Li was utterly unconvincing.
Furthermore, the other party's condition seemed off.
Was she injured? Or was it because of something else?
Both of them present yesterday had experienced the terrifying suppression of the instance rules firsthand.
The Acting Director could only gamble that today's [Writer] would not choose to intervene further in this matter!
Or perhaps he would simply avoid that area entirely;
even if he lingered on the periphery, it wouldn't matter.As for those players from yesterday, with their strong sense of purpose, they had likely already followed the instance's requirements and found the entity hidden deep within.
She would absolutely never let those players succeed!
She had already guessed which orphans it probably was.
At this critical juncture, those who were close to that monster were very likely the players they encountered last night.
Their tracks were indeed discovered last night. If not for the seal set by the Master and the power of her Hidden Box ability, that monster would have truly skinned them alive.
Clearly already at the end of their rope, yet still thinking of resisting?!
Who were they placing their hopes on?
Did it truly believe those players could see through anything?
When night fell, she would sever everything. Neither that monster nor those players would escape her grasp.
The only variable was this high Hierarchical Status ghost of unknown origin standing before her.
If he truly decided to intervene tonight as well, then let him try!
Who would emerge victorious was still uncertain!
"I believe that no child would likely commit such an act."
"As Acting Director, not being partial or credulous is the most basic principle."
"Isn't punishing the children in this manner somewhat excessive?"
"If no mistake was made, you have no reason to confine the children like this."
The [Writer]'s gaze was calm. The other party wanted to pressure him with rules like yesterday, but they would not get their wish.
Xiao Gui'an simply wanted to test things further.
After analyzing the two opposing forces within the orphanage, he understood that external forces like the Acting Director, who lurked in the shadows and invaded, also had to abide by the rules.
The cleaners and the Acting Director only appeared during the major cleanings scheduled for days one, three, five, and Sunday.
This time regulation was being forcibly broken by the person before him.
She had probably been caught on something specific and was worried that delays would lead to complications.
What the other party wanted to accomplish, he would deliberately prevent her from achieving.
Today, he once again moved closer to that area, and the oppressive sensation, like endless tidal waves, surged toward Xiao Gui'an once more.
But it wasn't as terrifying as yesterday.
It seemed the timing really wasn't right today.
The power of the entire instance seemed split into two parts: one part was the incomplete rules, and the other part resembled chaotic system data, violently colliding with each other.
[…Ho…st…]
The Proxy System clearly didn't understand why Xiao Gui'an was being so persistent.
To prevent the host from being annihilated or ejected from this instance, its data streams could only surge frantically, attempting to persuade him to stop.
Even with its sharing of the burden, Xiao Gui'an still had to endure extremely terrifying pressure from the rule-based power.
He appeared calm and composed now, walking steadily with each step, but in reality, his soul was trembling uncontrollably, as if it might shatter and disperse at any moment.
But the [Writer] did not stop. He finally stood before the living coffin meant for humans.
Yesterday, when he showed any intention of attempting communication, he would be immediately targeted.
But today, the situation was clearly different.
The dark-haired youth slightly lowered his gaze, his gentle voice speaking softly, "No fault, no need to remain here."
An extremely faint sound came from within the box shrouded in dark black cloth, almost like a response to the [Writer].
But the child inside still did not push the door open.
The Acting Director, watching from not far behind, couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, as if mocking the [Writer]'s wishful thinking.
That night when the other party intervened to discipline Teacher Tang, the fleeting Hierarchical Status pressure and the gaze cast her way made the Acting Director realize this individual had some tricks up his sleeve.
She knew about his powerful side.
But the gap in perception also lay precisely here.
The suppression this incomplete instance exerted on the forcibly external and 'late-entering' [Writer] far exceeded the Acting Director's imagination.
The ultimate critical misstep would also stem from this.
The gentle, jade-like dark-haired youth before her seemed somewhat more 'unorthodox' than the Acting Director had anticipated.
He actually reached out directly and grasped the external latch.
The hand holding the latch felt as if scorched by flames;
a dense, prickling pain instantly spread throughout his entire arm. Xiao Gui'an's eyes focused, and he pulled outward with force.
The door creaked open wide.
Simultaneously, the overwhelming pressure from the rules instantly dissipated without a trace.
"This…"
This situation was clearly something the Acting Director had never encountered before. The development of events seemed poised to truly exceed her expectations.
The one confined inside the Punishment Room was the girl Xiao Le. Her usually beautiful eyes were vacant and dull, only brightening slightly upon seeing the [Writer] before her.
"Let's go." The [Writer] extended his hand toward the girl.
She had been confined for a while, seeming somewhat unable to speak, her body slightly stiff.
But she still struggled to lift her arm and gently grasped the [Writer]'s hand.
The girl looked up at the dark-haired youth before her, revealing a brilliantly beautiful smile. Fine, sparkling light gathered in the depths of her eyes as she whispered, "This is enough, this is enough… Teacher Yan…"
"Mmm." The [Writer] responded gently, holding the girl's hand and stepping outward.
It was unclear whether he truly understood or not.
But being able to have such a presence appear at this final moment was perhaps the greatest blessing possible.
"Acting Director, until we meet again."
As he passed by the middle-aged woman, the [Writer] spoke in a calm tone, his eyes deep and lightless, as if concealing countless secrets within, making him impossible to read.
Watching the two departing figures, the middle-aged woman's eyes held only endless madness and killing intent. She truly could no longer tolerate the [Writer]'s lofty, superior demeanor.
Clearly also a fallen ghost, yet persistently maintaining that hypocritical posture different from theirs, being so 'meddlesomely kind'—then tonight, he would never need to leave this place!!
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Cheng He found something in the student dormitory. To be precise, he found information inside Xiao Yong's locked cabinet that could further confirm the other's identity.
Among the relevant newspapers they found last night, the section containing text and images about a specific orphan's suicide by jumping off a bridge had been torn out and placed inside a bag within his cabinet.
"Tap—"
Footsteps suddenly sounded behind him. Someone had silently approached him, and only now made a sound.
If the other party intended to attack him, he would have no way to avoid it.
Cheng He immediately felt his hair stand on end, cold sweat breaking out on his back.
He turned his head slowly, bit by bit, to look at the boy standing behind him.
The other was gazing over eerily, expressionless, standing there quietly now. The black birthmark beside his face resembled the deepest shadow.