Truth and Falsehood

When Liu Dezhu said he had transmigrated to Prison No. 18 and had already met Li Shutong.

To everyone else, it sounded like: "I've already played the non-wiped beta version of this game, and I've already gotten the only orange weapon in the game, plus the most powerful hidden class."

In an instant, Liu Dezhu became a god-like figure in the students' eyes.

Qing Chen watched everyone's reaction and remained silent, but it didn't concern him, so there was no need to expose the truth.

The classmates then asked, "What does Li Shutong look like?"

Liu Dezhu thought for a moment and replied, "He's quite unique in the prison. Everyone else wears prisoner uniforms, but he was the only one wearing that kind of training uniform for practicing Tai Chi. I guess he might be the warden or something? He also had two attendants with him. One was thin and smiling, and the other was burly and stern."

"Sounds like a big shot..." a classmate exclaimed.

"Oh, right," Liu Dezhu added, "He also has a cat, a really big one. The fur on its ears stands up, making it look like a lynx."

Seeing how detailed Liu Dezhu's description was, the others gradually began to believe him.

At this point, someone asked, "Did you get the method for job transfer from him?"

Influenced by He Xiaoxiao, many students were describing the Inner World using game terminology.

However, upon hearing this, Liu Dezhu stammered, "It's not that easy to get a job transfer. You all heard He Xiaoxiao say Li Shutong isn't an ordinary person. Gaining his trust definitely won't be easy."

The classmates nodded, thinking this made more sense.

With that thought, they realized Liu Dezhu might not even get a chance for a job transfer.

"But," Liu Dezhu quickly added, "since I've already transmigrated to Prison No. 18, I definitely won't miss this opportunity. Besides, I've already spoken to Li Shutong!"

Everyone's interest was piqued again. "What did you say?"

Liu Dezhu continued to deflect, "Just some pleasantries..."

At this moment, only Qing Chen knew what Liu Dezhu had actually said to Li Shutong: "Give me the job transfer quest."

Another classmate asked, "So, when you transmigrated to Prison No. 18, are you a prisoner there? Is it very dangerous and difficult?"

Liu Dezhu replied, "No, I'm not quite like the other prisoners."

Qing Chen knew that Liu Dezhu was actually telling the truth. He was indeed different from the other prisoners, as the other prisoners hadn't been put in solitary confinement.

Hearing this, Qing Chen turned and headed back to his own classroom. It seemed unlikely he would get any valuable information from Liu Dezhu.

And Liu Dezhu's current behavior was probably due to youthful vanity.

Someone once said that when the gods created humans, their attendants worried: "You've given humans curiosity, intelligence, and courage. They might become too powerful."

So the gods thought for a moment and replied, "Then let's give them some vanity and jealousy."

Qing Chen felt that having vanity wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but in the current environment, revealing oneself as a transmigrator was an incredibly foolish choice.

Especially claiming to have met one of the most important figures in the Inner World.

At least, based on He Xiaoxiao's guide, Li Shutong truly was such a figure.

However, obtaining the method for transcending the mundane from Li Shutong wasn't as easy as the guide made it seem.

Qing Chen had put in so much effort just to get close.

Amidst the gasps and envy of his classmates, Qing Chen brushed past the students who had just arrived to join the commotion. He had no intention of enjoying such glory; others' gazes were irrelevant to him.

Moreover, the mysterious organization would likely arrive soon.

They hadn't appeared last time, but they definitely would this time.

However, as he walked against the flow of people, he suddenly saw Nan Gengchen shrinking back at the rear of the crowd, head bowed.

"Nan Gengchen," Qing Chen called out.

"Huh? Who called me?" Nan Gengchen looked up.

Qing Chen then saw that Nan Gengchen looked completely dejected.

"What's wrong?" Qing Chen asked in confusion. "Did someone beat you up?"

"No, no," Nan Gengchen quickly lowered his head and shook it. "I just didn't sleep well."

Qing Chen scrutinized him. He had no mechanical limbs or other abnormalities, just a low spirit.

He pulled Nan Gengchen back to the classroom and asked in a low voice, "Were you tortured after transmigrating?"

"Transmigrated? What are you talking about?" Nan Gengchen feigned confusion.

This made Qing Chen ponder. He was certain that Nan Gengchen had transmigrated.

But what exactly had this guy experienced in the Inner World to go from his previous smug demeanor to this pathetic state?

"What did you do after you transmigrated?" Qing Chen muttered.

"I didn't transmigrate! I'll get mad at anyone who says I did!" Nan Gengchen declared.

Fine, Qing Chen thought. Since he couldn't get any information, he stopped asking.

He didn't even know where Nan Gengchen had transmigrated to or what his identity was, so he couldn't help even if he wanted to.

It wasn't until just before class that Nan Gengchen finally said softly, "Didn't I tell you before about a group for transmigrators?"

"Yeah, you did," Qing Chen nodded.

This kid isn't exactly the deep, calculating type. With something as huge as transmigrating, he wouldn't be able to keep it to himself if he had no one to talk to.

Then, Nan Gengchen spoke, "Did I tell you someone was selling Inner World socks?"

"Mhm," Qing Chen nodded.

"That one's fake," Nan Gengchen said. "Don't ask me how I know, but he's not a Transmigrator. They can't bring socks back from over there at all."

"Mhm," Qing Chen nodded.

Nan Gengchen continued, "Did I tell you about a Transmigrator who said he could help connect you with rich women if you went over?"

"Mhm," Qing Chen nodded.

"That Transmigrator is real."

Qing Chen was filled with respect: "!!!"

He stared at Nan Gengchen in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

Honestly, he hadn't been this shocked even when he first transmigrated.

So, this guy's listless state was because someone helped him connect with a rich woman after he went over?

After Nan Gengchen finished speaking, he realized he might have said too much and quickly tried to backtrack, "I heard that from other people in the group. I'm not a Transmigrator myself."

"Mhm, I understand," Qing Chen nodded, accepting the other's excuse.

A long silence fell between them.

Qing Chen suddenly asked, "...Did they pay well?"

Nan Gengchen's expression changed drastically: "I already told you I'm not a Transmigrator."

Just then, the class bell rang.

But the students' attention wasn't on the teacher who had just entered the classroom, but on the four people in black in the hallway outside the window.

Qing Chen used Nan Gengchen's body to shield himself, watching the scene outside silently.

The people in black were accompanied by the head of the academic affairs office and were heading towards the classroom next door.

The students talked amongst themselves in surprise, and even the math teacher couldn't help but stand in the hallway to observe.

Only Qing Chen was not surprised, as he had seen these people before.