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Chapter 32 Second Floor(1/2)

Edberg was found soon.

Or to be precise, Edberg took the initiative to contact Guti.

When Guti told the other party about what happened in the cafeteria, the chef was obviously silent for a second before he took a deep breath.

"very good!"

"2567 You have passed my test."

"Now you are a member of the canteen in District E, but... without my permission in the future, you cannot enter the food delivery room!"

Even through the communicator, Guti could imagine the chef's appearance of gritting his teeth at this moment.

As expected, Qin Ran asked slowly after putting the last piece of beef on the plate into his mouth: "I am the 'tester'. If I'm not in the delivery room, where are I?"

Having expectations does not mean accepting.

Qin Ran is fighting for the last possibility for himself.

Unfortunately, Edberg ignored Qin Ran's rebuttals at all.

"You can stay wherever you want!"

"But you are not allowed to enter the delivery room!"

After saying that, the communicator was interrupted.

The words were filled with anger, but more anxious.

Qin Ran looked at the disconnected communicator, raised his right hand and pinched his chin, with a little thought in his eyes.

"Is Guanshi Lu"?"

Edberg had previously connected the communicator after Qin Ran entered the delivery room.

The other party thought that Qin Ran could not hear what he said with the thick and soundproof door of the food room.

So, there was no more concealment, just suppressing the sound.

But for Qin Ran, who has the perception of entry, not to mention a barrier from a door, as long as it is within a certain range, even if it is separated by several layers of walls, it is still clear and clear, even if the door is actually soundproofer than several layers of walls.

However, what Qin Ran cares most about at this moment is what happened!

You should know that the rumors that Rude lets his two subordinates take a walk were also about "Guanshi Lu", but Qin Ran didn't believe that the two students could have such great abilities. They turned false into real in just one day, causing Teorit's teachers to start to go out. If the other party really had such abilities, Rude would not be able to control it.

Simply put, if Rude's blind cat had not met a dead mouse, he happened to meet the "Guanshi Lu" that appeared in people's sight at this time, or... someone would have been fueling the fire!

There are too many coincidences in the former, and Qin Ran would not believe it.

And the latter?

Qin Ran narrowed his eyes.

Rude is for the food at the "meal meal" level in the "Delton Laboratory". After the opponent is killed by the evil spirit, this goal becomes his.

So, what is the purpose of that fueling fire?

The problem unconsciously appears in my mind.

This made Qin Ran realize that he had to go to the library again to check what kind of items "Guan Shi Lu" was.

After reviewing yesterday, Qin Ran, who focused most of the information on collecting information, did not find any records about "Guan Shi Lu", and the information obtained by the superior evil spirit from Rude was also very vague, so he could only confirm that "Guan Shi Lu" seemed to be a recipe with an extremely high level.

As for more?

There is nothing more.

Even Rude's knowledge of "Guanshi Lu" was just one time when he accidentally heard Professor Delton's chat.

"I'll leave it to you here."

After Qin Ran said something to Guti who had been standing beside him, he walked towards the restaurant on the ground.

A white, cold figure appeared there.

The long hair was hanging straight down, covering her face.

Squeak!

Amid the sound of electric current, a bright light suddenly flashed.

Although it immediately lit up, the brief darkness seemed to give the white figure a teleportation speed. When the light appeared again, the white figure had already appeared in front of the position where Qin Ran was supposed to stand, and tilted his head, twisted his neck, making a click, and a click sound.

Can……

But Qin Ran was no longer there.

There was no expected fright and scream, and there were only bookshelf and books in front of the other party.

The sudden accident made the other party stunned.

Then, the other party heard the inquiry coming from behind.

"Do you know where is the record of Guanshilu?"

The voice is calm and steady.

The other party immediately turned around and looked at the man standing behind him, and let out a low laugh. The laughter was sharp and harsh, as if it was like stretching out his nails to pass through the blackboard.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

In the other party's gloomy voice, the long hair that had been covering his face flew backwards, revealing the other party's face.

Swelling and rotting. When Qin Ran looked at this face, something like a pustule exploded from the other person's face, and the yellow-green juice flowed out.

Qin Ran looked at all this expressionlessly, and asked again: "Do you know where is the record of "Guanshi Lu"?"

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

The other party seemed not to hear Qin Ran's words and asked again.

Moreover, more pustules exploded on the other party's face, and some maggots were wriggling in some places.

The two times he did not get the answer he wanted made Qin Ran frown.

Then, he changed the way he asked.

Bang!

Qin Ran raised his foot and stepped on the face.

The white figure fell heavily to the ground, and his already ugly and ferocious face immediately became less and less human after being hit.

Moreover, Qin Ran did not stop.

Bang, bang bang!

One foot after another, one foot after another.

The flesh and blood flew across the river, and a sound of breath coming from Qin Ran's feet.

"Wait, wait!"

"I know where the books about Guanshilu are recorded!"

...

"Scary! It's so scary!"

Stanlt was flipping through the secret records of Teorite, who had just acquired it at a high price from a third-year grader.

Although Stanlt worked hard to collect corresponding information when he came to Teorite, the outside world knew too little about the mysterious Teorite. Even though Stanlt worked very hard, the information he collected was still not enough to deal with the troubles he might encounter in Teorite.

So, after officially becoming a student of Teorite, he spent more energy and money to start collecting all the information he could collect.

There are definitely many people like Xiang Stanlt.

Therefore, many senior students will make a small profit at this time.

"What's wrong?"

Mica, who was about to fall asleep, heard Stanlt's exclamation and immediately jumped off the upper bunk, looking alert.

As the deputy of the chief student, the two were naturally assigned to a room.

Unlike the single room of the chief student, ordinary students need four to six people to be together and use a common living room and toilet.

The chief student's deputy is better. He can use an apartment for two people, and has a separate reception room and toilet.

"Look at this place!"

“The torturer in the library!”

Facing the awakened Micah, Stanlt immediately handed over the notes in his hand.

Mica, who instantly understood what was going on, looked at Stanlt with dissatisfaction, but he still took the notes. The two days of getting along were enough to make him understand how difficult the lower bunk was. If he didn't go and see, the other party would definitely buzz around his ears like a fly for the whole night.

In order to sleep a little longer, Mica planned to treat the other person perfunctorily, but after seeing the above records, Mica couldn't help but sneer.

"On Monday night in the e-district library, there will be a high chance of a torture person on the second floor. It will ask you if it is beautiful (white clothes, black hair covers the face, ugly face, and hideous, according to rumors). If you say it is beautiful against your will, it will yell that dishonest people should not speak again, and pull out your tongue and tear it off."

"But if you honestly say it's ugly, it will say that people who judge people by their appearance are not worthy of speaking, and then, pull out your tongue and tear it off."

"What a joke?!"
To be continued...
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