Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Kill! Sigma Men Don’t Waste Words

Xie Antong jolted in fright, snapping out of her deep mental processing, and turned with a blank look toward “Sin” beside her.

Lu Ce, face covered with the green mask, had a massive “#” symbol on it. He was holding Hell Roar, set to second gear, and had just blasted the classroom’s blackboard to pieces.

Why did you fire?!

Xie Antong looked at him, utterly baffled—her train of thought completely derailed.

She’d always been the analytical type, having collected data on nearly all top-tier players known so far.

This All-Seeing Eye was, in fact, perfectly matched to her own ability.

【All-Seeing Eye. Legendary Weapon. See yourself, see all living beings, see all things.】

【Top-tier analytical tool. As long as your brainpower and physical energy are sufficient, you can theoretically deconstruct and analyze any objective existence.】

【Description: Everything is connected—it’s just that people can’t see it.】

She had just gotten into the zone, ready to start decoding the urban legend known as the “Seven Mysteries of the Campus.”

And then Lu Ce’s gunshot nearly scared her soul out of her body. Like, come on, big guy, can’t you stabilize your emotions just a little?!

Watching “Sin” break through stages before from the sidelines, he seemed powerful—an elegant kind of violent madness, mixed with thought-provoking logic.

But now that they were actually teammates, she realized the real pressure. Compared to the game’s difficulty, the pressure from this number one player was even more intense.

And the effect of that shot? The most crucial part was how it affected the classroom.

In an instant, the whole room fell dead silent, like someone hit the pause button. Every face froze in time—more than twenty freakish students all staring at Lu Ce, who had just fired the gun.

But not a single one of them looked afraid!

Seeing the strange, frozen expressions on their faces, Xie Antong’s All-Seeing Eye compared them to normal human behavior patterns stored in her mind. Something felt off.

—Fakes!

That word popped into her head. These people looked human, but their movements and behaviors were... off.

In broad daylight, just sitting in this room gave her chills all over, like being stuck in a haunted house.

Still, the scariest thing in this haunted house was sitting right next to her...

“Stop shouting. Quiet.”

Lu Ce scanned the room. With the Wrath Mask’s buffs, his intuition was sharper than ever. His instincts told him something was wrong here.

But all negative emotions get turned into anger, so just sitting there made him increasingly pissed. Looking at these weird students, he had the urge to throw hands.

“All-Seeing Eye. What is it?”

Lu Ce spoke up, asking Xie Antong a question for the first time.

“Analysis, deduction, connection building. In theory, with just the current info, I could deduce who the next U.S. president will be.”

“So... where’s Park Bu Seong right now?”

“With enough time, I could theoretically work that out,” Xie Antong replied.

Lu Ce nodded, spinning Hell Roar in one hand.

“So you find him. I’ll kill him.”

Xie Antong: …...

You know what? That... actually kinda makes sense.

“But the game’s win condition says you need to break or destroy the Seven Mysteries of the Campus—not kill him.”

“Also... since you picked Hell Mode, the game’s freedom is skewed in the opponent’s favor. Finding him directly probably isn’t possible.”

Xie Antong was just being honest, but she instantly regretted it a little.

This guy might still be in Wrath mode. What if he thinks I’m criticizing him or something?…

“What are the Seven Mysteries of the Campus?”

You don’t know? Xie Antong froze. Wait—wasn’t this an old internet legend from way back?

If he doesn’t even know that, this game really is Hell Mode level. So she quickly explained:

“The Seven Mysteries of the Campus is a viral urban legend from the early days of the internet—seven supernatural events rumored to occur in schools.”

“They are: Hanako in the bathroom, the thirteen steps at night, the human model in the biology lab, the walking statue of Ninomiya, the piano in the music room at night, the crying portrait, and the sound of a bouncing ball in an empty gym.”

“But… in Hell Mode, I’m guessing these urban legends have all been heavily modified. Park Bu Seong probably twisted them into something unrecognizable.”

After she finished, Lu Ce slowly lowered his head. The mask on his face made a thoughtful expression (￣へ￣).

But honestly, he wasn’t thinking about anything. After she explained the events, he didn’t even fully grasp what they were supposed to be.

Sounded boring.

“So basically, they’re seven special events that happen in the school.”

“Right.” Xie Antong nodded.

“You said earlier you had some connections, right?”

Xie Antong didn’t quite get where this was going, so she stayed quiet to avoid saying something dumb.

“You carrying a nuke?”

“What?!” The stream of data in her lens glitched—like the All-Seeing Eye had skipped a beat. She stared at Sin in disbelief.

“I asked if you brought a nuke,” Lu Ce repeated.

“If it’s all happening in this school, then this sounds like the better option—just kill them all!”

As he said “kill them all,” an intense bloodlust surged from Lu Ce.

Xie Antong: …...

No offense, bro, but maybe let’s not have your mask think anymore today, okay?

Suddenly, the classroom—quiet for so long—erupted into noise again. The students Lu Ce had silenced earlier went right back to their madness, as if his threat had never happened.

Lu Ce: ?

“Hey hey hey, your class is the loudest one in the whole building. You bunch of lowlife animals!”

A fat guy waddled in through the doorway, cursing as he came in.

From the looks of it, he had to weigh at least four or five hundred pounds. His belly fat sagged to his knees, and he was holding a glass water bottle.

“Especially you two!” He pointed his greasy fingers at the only two people in the class who weren’t acting insane—Xie Antong and Lu Ce.

“Never-ending chaos! You losers got dumped into this class and still don’t know how to behave!”

“Ungrateful little shts! I swear to gd I’ll—* you fing—every fing day all you know is…”

Xie Antong realized this was likely a scripted event—but still, her heart skipped a beat. Bad news!

Sure enough, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Sin’s pale green mask remained emotionless, but his hand was slowly raising the gun.

The fat man slammed his hand on a desk and roared,

“You little bstard! You think I won’t hit you? Try me! Go ahead, try something! If I so much as flinch, I’m not Wang Longfei! I’ll f** your—”

BANG!!

Inside the classroom.

Gunshot number two rang out!