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Chapter 254: Chapter 251: The Missing Student Number 30

The splendid afternoon sun sprinkled on the golden petals of the flowers in the bed, and the courtyard was bathed in sunshine.

"Swish—"

Along the long fence, birds flew low, their feathers catching a gold-tinted gleam from the sun.

The broad road led beyond the iron fence to the lush, verdant forest.

Students clad in hospital gowns emerged from the basement, standing under the sunshine, looking at everything with tears in their eyes.

They had finally escaped from that hell and reached the outside world. To them, everything seemed as beautiful as a new beginning, and they felt content simply standing here basking in the sun.

On the metal staircase, a young man cradling a big sword looked out at the beautiful scenery, surveyed his surroundings, and redirected his gaze.

"Big brother, no enemies have been scouted nearby," Mo Yan, after scanning the area and tightening his grip on his sword, said to his older brother standing in front of him.

His big brother didn’t respond, as if he too was observing.

Mo Yan stepped forward, positioning himself beside his brother, "Big brother, I think we can make our way out through there. There’s a gate... but it seems unlocked..."

He pointed to a gate not far ahead, then turned his head.

He paused, taken aback.

He saw a glistening tear in his brother’s eye who was usually calm and collected.

Under the sun, the moisture shimmered, as if brimming within his eyes.

"...Big brother?"

Su Ming’an raised his hand and wiped away the saline at the corner of his eye.

Being decapitated in such poor condition and feeling his blood spurt before his eyes was an experience he didn’t want to relive.

The tears were purely an aftereffect. The sight of the sun casting its rays and the fresh air flowing through his chest involuntarily brought tears to his eyes.

"It’s nothing, just the sun is too bright," Su Ming’an said softly, his voice sounding particularly hoarse.

"Big brother, your voice is so low. What did you say?"

"..." Su Ming’an didn’t continue the conversation.

His eyes lifted slightly to check his san value.

points.

As if a heavy stone had suddenly been lifted from his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

These were the values from before the reset, normal values. Otherwise, with his status of having died once more, the san value would be disturbingly low at thirty or forty.

He feared a sharp decline in his san value, suspect in any way it was observed. But now it seemed the san value was inclined to be an evaluative number, affected only by environmental assessment rather than his true state.

Like when he had 100 san points, he could feel something was off, yet the san value was full.

This assessment immediately put his mind at ease.

He looked back at the three students behind him.

Dong Xue, Zhuang Guo, and Suzune.

The three of them were watching him with a bit of nervousness, awaiting his next move.

"Wait here for a moment. I’m going to scout the nearby area," Su Ming’an said.

He wanted to investigate the nearby building, the very one from which the white creatures and Xia Luoyang had emerged.

Last loop, fearing they’d be caught by a teacher who could appear at any moment, they had rushed out the door and decided to break through the main gate in a panic.

Without the proper escape props, they ended up cornered at the edge of a cliff.

But logically speaking... even so, Su Ming’an’s route should’ve been fine. The progress of the perfect escape plan was undeniably rising, and had there been a deviation, the strategy for a perfect pass should’ve been replanned; there was no point where he could have deviated from the path.

Logically, his progress had no issues. Killing Xia Luoyang and cutting off the route from White Sand Paradise, then searching for Dong Xue... his task was on the brink of completion, just short of the final step.

But then he suddenly died, just before the mission was about to be completed.

His death was completely inexplicable.

His head soared into the air, his body decapitated, suddenly struck down by a beheading.

He didn’t even know when exactly Ming’an had died.

Ming’an must have died, otherwise he wouldn’t have opened his eyes to find himself already dead and reset.

If Ming’an hadn’t died, he at least should have been able to transfer his consciousness to the Cloning, possessing the chance to revive the other.

...What on earth could have caused both him and his Cloning to die at the same time?

Generally speaking, he wouldn’t specifically pay attention to what was happening with his Cloning, only switching perspectives when necessary, or monitoring the small field of view of the Cloning located at the edge of his own.

But at that moment, his spirit was in a terrible state, almost driven to madness, hardly able to see the way ahead, let alone dual control.

Therefore, he knew almost nothing about the circumstances of Ming’an’s death.

The enemy had seized an excellent opportunity... arguably the best possible chance.

Based on his deduction, at that stage, there shouldn’t have been any additional enemies... and it would have been difficult for someone to kill Ming’an without his awareness.

Unless, the adversary knew him very well, intimately familiar with this Skill... knowing that he would truly die only if both the body and the Cloning died simultaneously...

With some thought, Su Ming’an slowly reconstructed the scene leading up to his death.

First of all, Ming’an’s time of death should have been after his own.

If Ming’an had died before him, he would have definitely sensed it before his own death, as the body feels the same pain when the Cloning dies, but he had not felt any pain from the Cloning until the moment he was beheaded.

Ming’an must have died after him.

But if the body died, at the moment of his own death, consciousness transfer would occur, and he definitely wouldn’t just open his eyes and find himself reset after death, at least he would have switched the perspective.

...But it didn’t happen.

Therefore, it can be deduced that, at the instant his body died, Ming’an was in an unconscious state.

A coma, tasteless and painless poison, or sleeping pills, all could induce this state. These substances cause minimal pain to the body and would be hard for him to notice.

If Ming’an had been poisoned and became unconscious before his death, and he was then beheaded and died, upon consciousness transfer, he would fall into unconsciousness just like Ming’an.

This way, it explains... why such a situation occurred.

The adversary really understood him very well.

And more so, the adversary must have been alone, unable to commit the acts simultaneously in two places.

The adversary must have known that if one of them died, the other would be notified, hence the choice of such a method.

Otherwise, had Ming’an died first, Su Ming’an would have definitely been alert.

Under normal circumstances, even such a method would not work because as soon as Ming’an fell into unconsciousness, Su Ming’an would soon sense something was amiss, but at that time, he was precisely in a state of excessive blood loss and poor condition, which caused him to overlook these signs.

The adversary... chose an extremely good timing and used an excellent method. Specifically selecting to strike the moment he switched to Shadow State, delivering a fatal blow.

...Quite a tough opponent.

Su Ming’an had already begun to guess at the Players involved.

If it were NPCs targeting him like this, the difficulty level of the game would be ridiculously high and illogical. Only Players operating outside of the rules would choose such means against him.

So, this Player... how much must they hate him? And how well must they understand him?

Timing, methodology, courage, luck—all these elements were indispensable for the adversary’s success.

With even the smallest discrepancy, a slight mistake, this assassination would have been a failure.

Su Ming’an had to admit, this was a meticulously planned assassination. He saw the painstaking effort the other party had put into it, along with the deeply rooted malice aimed at him.

They really succeeded, without even revealing their identity, they decisively killed Number One Player in front of the whole world.

...Once.

Killed once.

Su Ming’an genuinely admired his opponent, who was an extremely intelligent and brave player, even if he was an enemy.

...But fortunately, and unfortunately, he had many chances.

The other party had succeeded once in the last loop, but not necessarily this time. Su Ming’an had already started using the information from the last loop to fully deduce the opponent’s methods and was gradually beginning to zero in on the target.

This was his own unique strategy, which allowed maximum error correction.

Although he had tried his best to avoid death in this instance and didn’t want to rely solely on dying and resetting, this ability indeed saved him one more time and gave him the chance to make amends.

...So, who could the other party be?

A player who understood his skills extremely well, hated him, and also possessed courage and wisdom.

Su Ming’an already had a guess in his mind.

He walked towards the building next to him, seeing a three-story building that looked like a white tombstone near the perimeter fence.

The doors and windows were tightly shut, windows taped over, and the main door seemed to be locked as well. But there were no guards outside the building, and he did not alert anyone as he approached.

Su Ming’an quickly moved closer to the wall, pressing against it, trying to hear any noise inside.

He listened against the wall for a while, but there was not a sound inside.

His hand neared the tightly sealed window, tentatively using Annihilation and saw no prompts saying the area couldn’t be explored.

He increased the infusion of mana, and Annihilation bored a small hole in the window.

Peering through the hole, he saw an empty room.

A wooden bed, wardrobe, desk.

It had a layout similar to his initial room, but different in that there was a white coat hanging on the clothes rack by the door.

...This should be the dormitory for those white creatures.

Su Ming’an teleported into the room, landing on the bed.

If he had used Annihilation to corrode the whole window to get in, the mana cost would have been too much for him to bear. Annihilation was useful but too consuming of mana points, normally only employed for destroying small locks and attacking the enemy’s vital points.

He landed on the bed and confirmed his current state.

Shadow State.

He was still in White Sand Paradise and his san value was at 60 points, a state where hallucinations might occasionally appear, so he dared not switch to Bright State.

After entering the room, he could distinctly feel that his vision had darkened a bit more.

[You have entered a hidden building·White Sand Paradise Office.]

[Please be aware to stabilize your mental state, here your san value will fluctuate with every action you take.]

[Current san value drop rate: 2 points/minute (determined by your current Mentality Points.)]

...

He had just seen the alert about the dropping san value when he saw his own value plunge from 60 to 58.

San value was dropping at a rate of 2 points per minute, he had to act swiftly and decisively.

He quickly got off the bed, clearly hearing the creaking of the wood beneath his feet. As he was about to push the door open, he immediately heard footsteps drawing near, a series of them approaching.

Su Ming’an rapidly put on the white lab coat from his temporary props bar; if he couldn’t bluff his way through, he’d teleport.

"Bang!"

The wooden door got opened, and a group of white creatures holding electric batons looked at him with their dim, blood-red eyes.

Su Ming’an met the gazes of the group, his hand gripping Spatial Vibration.

If he couldn’t bluff his way through, he would fight his way through. Death didn’t matter in this loop; he had to get the hidden clues from the side instance.

He faced the white creatures, and then he saw them slowly lower their batons.

[Player detected with prop (Doctor’s White Coat), the check is passed!] A system notification popped up.

The white creatures exchanged glances and walked away slowly down the hallway, seemingly accepting him as one of them.

Su Ming’an immediately followed behind them, trying to blend in.

In this environment, it was best to explore with the group first, not to go charging in alone right away.

He followed the white creatures and found them entering their respective offices, each with a nameplate marking the names of those creatures.

They entered their offices and started going through papers and notes as if they were teachers preparing for lessons.

Seeing that the corridor would soon come to an end, Su Ming’an picked a vacant office and entered.

This office was special; there was no name outside, leading him to guess that it belonged to a dead NPC, perhaps Flax’s office. In any case, a room set apart from the ordinary offices definitely had a special point.

He entered the office, locked the door, and immediately began searching.

...

[You have discovered (The Missing Student No. 30), would you like to start reconnaissance?]

[You have found the hidden clue·The Missing Student No. 30]

...

An open file bag lay on the desk; Su Ming’an dumped out the papers inside and began looking for the records of student number 29 and 30.

He rapidly flipped through the yellowing sheets, and soon, he saw the file marked with a blood-red 29 at the top.

[Student No. 29·Yang Xia]

At the sight of this name, he felt something was off.

...29, Yang Xia?

Wasn’t 29 supposed to be Dong Xue? He himself was Yang Xia, who should be numbered 30.

Why was Yang Xia marked as 29 on this file?

He flipped through, and there were twenty-nine sheets in total, from student number 1 to 29, but no record for student number 30.

He continued down the document, clutching the sheets.

[Yang Xia: Transgender, homosexual, fantasized about having a virtual girlfriend, sent here by his mother for correction.]

[Current condition is improving, selected as an outstanding student candidate.]

...

The content ended there, and he saw nothing else.

San value was steadily dropping, and he could hear strange noises starting up behind him.

He suddenly felt an intense sense of danger and looked up.

The wooden door was opened without him knowing when.

Standing at the door with a gun, Xia Luoyang, was silently staring at him.

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