246: Chapter 246 The Ultimate Blind Box in Jiang You's Room

Inside the wardrobe, Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian exchanged a glance.

"Fugui... I suddenly feel like Principal Pang might be even more dangerous than Brother Jiang..."

"No kidding! Brother Jiang is a pervert in the open, but the Principal is sleazy in the dark!"

As for the center of attention, Principal Pang Ban, he looked at the "scornful" gazes around him that felt as tangible as needles pricking his skin.

This titan of the Great Xia education world, a Tier 5 Grandmaster who commanded respect everywhere, felt his wrinkled old face instantly flush red like a boiled tomato, and even the base of his neck started to burn.

"You... you're talking nonsense!!!"

Principal Pang Ban was so anxious he was jumping up and down, a dignified Grandmaster stuttering: "Old man... I was... it was just too dirty under the bed, I was choked by the dust! I was coughing! What covering my face and giggling! You're slandering me!!!"

Principal Pang Ban tried hard to maintain his last shred of dignity, but no matter how he explained, looking at the "shameless old man" expressions from the four young women, he knew that his reputation for his entire life had been completely ruined by this turtle-grandson named Lu Xingye.

Social death is sometimes just that sudden and unreasonable.

"Crazy... everyone is freaking crazy!"

Qin Zhuo gritted her teeth. As the top student of Imperial Capital University, not only was she treated as an "escort service" tonight, but she also spent half the night playing hide-and-seek in a room with an old man?

"I can't stay in this dump for another second! Magic City Martial Arts University, you're all lunatics!!!"

Boom! Qin Zhuo no longer cared about being discreet. A brilliant burst of Divine Phoenix Fire exploded beneath her feet, and she transformed into a dazzling meteor of fire, "whooshing" out the door of Room 2808 and disappearing at the end of the corridor without looking back.

Qin Zhuo's flight was like the first domino falling; the bizarre "balance" of the entire room instantly collapsed!

"Ahem... the moonlight is beautiful tonight, I still have an assassination... ah no, I have a night run mission, I'll take my leave first!"

Spade 10 made up an extremely stiff excuse, her figure blurring as she transformed into a black shadow and slipped away through the door Qin Zhuo had smashed open.

She swore that when she got back, she would slaughter those idiots at the Magic City branch who provided the intelligence!

This is called a lecher? This is clearly a Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!

"Yunan, let's go too! Quick!"

Senior Ji Youyou and Qiu Yunan were even more mortified. Both of them covered their faces with their hands, not daring to look into the eyes of Principal Pang Ban and Jiang You, and fled this place of trouble with quick, mincing steps at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint.

"Fugui! The wind is tight, let's bail!"

Inside the wardrobe, Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian, like two boars escaping their pen, rolled and crawled out of the cabinet.

Both of them even lost a shoe in the process, and without even glancing at the people in the room, they dragged each other out of the room.

Behind the curtains, Xie Fuyao silently closed his eyes, stuffed the crumpled "Defeat Review Plan" into his pocket, and then performed his most prized movement technique, floating out through the gap in the balcony door with extreme smoothness.

He left in utter peace, taking away no clouds, only a lifetime of incurable psychological trauma.

In less than ten seconds, Room 2808, which had been so crowded the air was thin, instantly became empty.

The escape was clean and efficient.

In the room, only four people remained: Jiang You, who looked utterly listless; Lu Xingye, who was still covering his face and questioning his life; and... Principal Pang Ban, who seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

Principal Pang Ban looked at the empty room, then at the mess on the floor, and let out a deep, long sigh.

This sigh contained too much bitterness, helplessness, and despair for the future of Magic City Martial Arts University.

"Principal..." Lu Xingye, holding his swollen cheek, still wanted to salvage his chuunibyou script.

"Shut up!!!"

Principal Pang Ban roared, reaching out with his withered but incredibly strong hand, and with pinpoint precision, grabbed Lu Xingye's ear!

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! It hurts, it hurts! Principal! You fallen dragon! How dare you use the Abyss Touch to imprison my vital point..."

Lu Xingye grimaced in pain, his body forced into a twisted pretzel shape.

"Today, not only will I imprison your vital point, but I'll also twist your Brain out to see if it's filled with water or batter!"

Principal Pang Ban's beard was quivering with rage as he dragged Lu Xingye out by his ear. Before leaving, he turned his head and gave Jiang You a look that was incredibly complex—three parts sorrowful and seven parts resigned.

"Jiang You..."

Principal Pang Ban opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, it just turned into a heavy sigh.

"Go to sleep early. Tomorrow... try to act like a human being."

With that, Principal Pang Ban dragged the still-screaming Lu Xingye—who was shouting "Don't bully the young for being poor"—out of the room, looking incredibly weathered. He then slammed the battered door shut with a loud "bang."

"Phew..."

As the door closed completely, the room finally returned to a deathly silence.

Jiang You stood in the center of the room, looking at the chicken frame on the table and the curtains that had been pulled into a mess.

His Brain was in a state of extreme overload.

"Is it finally over..."

Jiang You felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

What SSS-rank Supernatural Ability, what Peak Fourth-Order—in front of this group of lunatics tonight, everything seemed so pale and powerless.

He just wanted to turn off the lights, bury himself in his blankets, and sleep for three days and three nights.

"It's too terrifying. The feng shui of this Imperial Capital must be cursed for me..."

Jiang You muttered to himself as he dragged his heavy feet, turning around to turn off the living room ceiling light.

However, the moment he turned around...

"Um... Jiang, Jiang You classmate..."

A voice, completely devoid of confidence and sounding as if it were floating from the void, suddenly rang out eerily less than a meter behind Jiang You.

"Holy f*ck!!!"

Jiang You was so scared that the hair on his body stood on end instantly. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped half a meter high on the spot, retreated three large steps, and pressed himself hard against the wall!

He stared with wide, dead-fish eyes in terror toward the direction of the voice.

There, in the blind spot of the shadows leading to the walk-in closet, stood a boy wearing striped cotton pajamas, his face slightly pale and awkward, standing there uneasily.

His hands were fidgeting with the hem of his pajamas, not knowing where to put them. Looking at Jiang You, who was pressed against the wall in terror, he gave a shy smile that looked worse than crying.

This person... was none other than the man with the lowest presence in Class F, so transparent that he could be automatically ignored by the laws of the world—Mo Wu!

"You... you, you, you..."

Jiang You pointed at Mo Wu, his finger shaking like a sieve, his voice distorted: "When did you come in again!!!" "How long have you been in this room!!!"

Mo Wu scratched his head awkwardly, his face slightly red, and answered very honestly: "I... I was here from the beginning."

"Tonight, Fugui said he was coming to find you to split the money, so I came along. Then you all said there was killing intent in the room and needed to hide, so I just stood in this shadow..."

"Just now... everyone ran away too fast, I couldn't keep up with the rhythm..."

Mo Wu looked at Jiang You, aggrieved, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "Jiang, Jiang You classmate... I haven't gone out yet..."

"..."

Jiang You stared blankly at Mo Wu, who was wearing pajamas.

He recalled the chaotic mess that had just happened in the room: He had confronted four women at the bathroom door, Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian had hugged in the wardrobe, Xie Fuyao had questioned his life behind the curtains, Principal Pang Ban had pretended to be a rock under the bed, and Lu Xingye had been having a manic episode...

And while all of this was happening, Mo Wu, this man in striped pajamas, had just stood quietly in the shadows of the walk-in closet, like an emotionless security camera, watching every moment of social death, every indescribable event, in full, high-definition, without any blind spots... He had watched it all?

Even when those two Law Enforcement Officers came in to crack down on vice, they couldn't scan his existence?

This, this was the deepest, most terrifying ultimate blind box hidden in this room!!!