Having completed the first step of her plan, Ling chuckled and slowly floated away, while continuing to use telekinesis to blow up all sorts of fragile objects nearby.
That was right—there was no such thing as "it" invading reality, nor were there any strange things at all.
Ever since she had noticed Fang Ran's subtle oddness toward the girl named Wei Wenwen, along with what his roommates had said, Ling had casually decided on this plan.
That was also why she had left Fang Ran's side.
Ling was looking forward to seeing what Fang Ran would look like when he ran into Wei Wenwen alone.
"Hehehe~"
The power bank-type Summoned Beast, who did not care in the slightest that she had tricked her master again, chuckled as she floated off to prepare who knew what else.
Downstairs, Wei Wenwen had just reached the first-floor lobby when a girl carrying a teacup suddenly rushed out from around the corner.
Smack!
The two collided! Neither had been standing steadily, and both of them swayed.
The cup of tea was not held firmly either, and all of it spilled onto Wei Wenwen.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Are you okay?!"
The girl hurriedly apologized, but tea-colored stains had already spread all over Wei Wenwen's clothes.
"No, I'm fine." Wei Wenwen had been startled too. Looking at her wet, dirty top, she spoke helplessly.
"I'm really sorry. Let me wash your clothes for you!"
The girl said guiltily. She picked up the teacup and apologized in a fluster.
"It's fine. I can wash it myself."
Wei Wenwen did not blame her excessively. After the other girl repeatedly apologized, she headed toward the second floor.
Looks like I can't wear this outfit back. I'll have to change into something else first.
And it just had to be today, when I lent mine out. she thought.
After she left, the girl holding the teacup suddenly shuddered. Then, as though she had just come back to her senses, she looked around in surprise and confusion, seemingly unable to understand what had happened.
"Huh!? Where's my tea?"
She asked in startled confusion. Completely baffled, she went to get more hot water.
Behind a banner hanging high above, Ling floated silently as she watched everything below. In the data space, a smile curled across her lips.
She had first noticed it during those roommates' conversation. Then she had seen Fang Ran's seemingly casual glance back around the corner, as well as the atmosphere when the two had bumped into each other on the second floor just now.
It was obvious that this girl and Fang Ran were not ordinary acquaintances.
Maybe she was absolutely some kind of ex-girlfriend of Fang Ran's.
After all, that guy had not reacted at all when he saw that pretty club girl earlier. This little reaction was already enough to explain something!
After basically confirming her target, Ling had immediately gathered information on Wei Wenwen during their few brief encounters.
She had roughly guessed that Wei Wenwen belonged to some club in this building, confirmed the location of her locker, and then casually put on a one-woman show. She had successfully fooled Fang Ran into hiding inside that girl's locker.
Only in certain situations could one truly see a person clearly.
Ling had learned that principle long ago. She still floated in the data space, an expectant smile on her lips.
"Hehe~ Let me see what kind of person you really are."
On the first floor of the club building, inside the spacious Dance Studio surrounded by mirrors, a group of freshman newcomers stood around the edge with their eyes wide, watching the big shots dancing in the middle.
At the center of the Dance Studio, two figures danced in close proximity. The technical skill and explosive energy of Latin Dance were displayed to the fullest by the pair.
Latin Dance was a competitive sport dance. Explosive power, a powerful style, and technique were its defining traits, and it offered plenty of room for competitive performance. It had even become an official event at the Asian Games.
Of course, none of that meant a damn thing to the freshmen watching. Everyone's gaze was drawn to the two upperclassmen dancing, especially Xia Yao, with her slim waist and long legs as she danced the male part.
This was another famous trait of Latin Dance!
The clothes they wore while dancing were—
Ahem, the dance steps were hot and energetic!! Seriously.
"Tap, tap, tap-tap!"
Heels struck the floor powerfully, like a series of bright, lively clappers. And that was not all. Xia Yao, dancing the male part and standing half a head taller than the other upperclassman, wore a captivating smile as she immersed herself in the rhythm. The circle of male students around them were practically staring their eyes out.
"Hah!"
The final dance ended with a forceful finish. Xia Yao let out a long breath. She had not danced in a long time, and she was also dancing the male part, which she was not used to. It took quite a bit out of her.
"That concludes our Latin Dance Club's demonstration. Students interested in Latin Dance are welcome to submit an application to join us," the upperclassman dancing the female part said with a charming smile to all the visitors.
Clap clap clap!!
Warm applause erupted!! Everyone could not help clapping. Sigh, they had to admit it—the power of a beautiful club president was immense. Even though Latin Dance was ridiculously niche, so many people had still come to watch.
If Fang Ran had been here, he definitely would have sighed about this damned looks-obsessed society.
The visiting crowd dispersed in a rush, leaving only the Latin Dance Club members. The girl who had danced the female part stretched lazily and smiled. "Xia Yao, you're still amazing. Looks like recruitment will be a sure thing again this year."
Xia Yao looked speechlessly at her troublesome friend. Wiping away the sweat from dancing, she curled her lips and muttered, "I knew there was no way you made me club president for such a simple reason."
"Hey~ Don't say that. A great beauty should naturally be put to full use!" The girl reached for Xia Yao's waist with a lecherous grin, but Xia Yao rolled her eyes and dodged.
"I'm dying of heat. I'm going to change."
"Mhm, oh, right. Wasn't your locker broken?"
"It's fine. A younger student lent me her locker today."
Xia Yao waved the key in her hand, then headed upstairs using the staircase specifically for changing clothes in the Dance Studio.
Now, let us turn our attention back to our protagonist.
At that moment, Fang Ran hid in the locker with a face full of terror. Inside the cramped space, he remained perfectly still, maintaining the posture Ling had shoved him into as he continued calming himself down and hiding.
Although the explosions outside had stopped, Fang Ran did not relax his guard in the slightest!
I know how this goes~
In movies with this kind of plot, the moment you poke your head out, you're guaranteed to die. So—
Hmph! You won't fool me!
A veteran zombie game player was here to tell you that as long as you hid inside a locker, loneliness—cough cough, Zombies—could not catch you!
His nose tickled by some unknown silky object, Fang Ran let his imagination run wild and shifted slightly. A rustling sound rang out. It seemed to be some unopened plastic bag.
Eh! Wait!
Silky?
Why would there be a silky item inside a locker?
Fang Ran's face instantly became as grave as a meme, because he had thought of a terrifying possibility!
"Fuck~ This can't be the Female Locker Room, can it?"
Fang Ran immediately let out a trembling wail, feeling his entire body stiffen.
"Calm down! You have to calm down!! Fang Ran! The more it's like this, the more you need to show a man's composure!"
Fang Ran shivered as he tried to encourage his utterly panicked self.
"Relax!! It's already blown up like that outside. No one will come here!"
As though comforting himself, Fang Ran firmly told himself that.
Then hurried footsteps suddenly ran this way from outside!
"What happened!? What's going on!?"
Fuck!! Did that flag really have to pay off instantly!?
Fang Ran's eyes went blank as ten thousand raging alpacas thundered through his heart!
"Who's there!! Don't move!!"
A sharp female shout rang out!
Fang Ran was so scared he nearly collapsed to his knees. Fortunately, the locker was so narrow that it supported his powerless body.
It's over, I've been discovered! Sorry, Mom and Dad! Your son might be treated like a pervert, Fang Ran thought through tearful eyes.
"Whew! You scared me. I thought some bad person had come in to steal things."
Hearing a girl's relieved voice, Fang Ran instantly broke out in cold sweat, shedding grateful tears once more.
See? Since when did female college students gain x-ray vision?
"Wait! There are so many lockers here. They might not open this one!"
Fang Ran trembled nervously all over. He did not hear a word of the conversation between the two girls outside, continuously muttering that one sentence.
"Eh! The lights in our locker room blew out too!"
"What's going on?"
"Let's hurry and tell a teacher!"
At that moment, Fang Ran, hiding inside the locker, was frantically cheering for the upperclassman who had just made that suggestion!
Yes! Yes! Hurry up and report it to a teacher!!!
"Wait a second, let me change first!"
A pleasant, familiar voice rang out—one Fang Ran had heard just moments ago!
Fuck! Big sis! It's so dangerous right now, why are you changing clothes!?
Then Fang Ran heard sounds from outside, along with someone walking toward him!
No. No no no no no. This can't be happening!!!
Fang Ran was stuttering even in his thoughts. Through the air gap, he vaguely saw a tall figure carrying a top walking toward him, slender arms drawing closer and closer!
It's over!
Goodbye, college life!
Fang Ran could already foresee the consequences.
If he was found hiding here, he would definitely be expelled from school!
Then he would never be able to work in computers again, much less earn five thousand a month and find a gentle, virtuous wife.
Goodbye to all of that. Goodbye.
Goodbye, my reputation.
You were with me for twenty years. You were never all that famous, but now, you—
seemed about to be tarnished by me.
Fang Ran covered his face. That way, when the girl saw him later, her first punch might not disfigure him.
His heart was dead.
That perfectly described Fang Ran at that moment.
He had completely given up struggling. He shrank back and waited for the outcome, failing to notice the faint sound of plastic packaging rustling, as though something had fallen out.
With a creak, the locker door opened.
Light poured in.
Fang Ran had already prepared himself to be beaten up as a pervert, dragged to the academic affairs office, endure everyone's contempt and disdain, and finally be expelled from school, falling into the depths of life from then on.
Then ten seconds passed. Outside was completely silent. The person who had opened the locker did not seem to make any sound.
Fang Ran trembled as he lowered his hands and cautiously opened his eyes to look at the other person.
Then he saw—
Night had fallen. There was no one there.
Fang Ran: "."
This familiar sight seemed like something he had just seen not long ago.
In an unfamiliar building he did not recognize at all, a dozen humanoid monsters with pitch-black bodies and crimson eyes swayed as they turned around, all staring directly at Fang Ran.
Ding! A random contest scenario has begun Participants can win by eliminating the others while monsters roam the area Current participants: 12/12
Fang Ran: "."
Then he swiftly turned around—
And began sprinting through the night again! He was extremely practiced at it, while more than a dozen monsters charged after him from behind!!
"You might as well expel me from school!!!!!"
After that wild emotional whiplash, Fang Ran roared tearfully as he ran through the night!
"Ahhhhhhh~~~~ Heeelp~~ meee~~~"
His melodious, drawn-out scream echoed through the night of an unknown city.
That's right! Naive! Did you think I was typing in the author's note just to trick you into bookmarking this?
Fine, you got it right. I really am here to ask for bookmarks!!!!!
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