60: Chapter 60 I have a pair of legitimate kidneys, I won't take the blame for this!

[Brain (suddenly freezes)]: "Wait..."

[Brain]: "Undergarments?"

[Brain]: "Retrieving last night's activity logs... We were on the third-floor balcony, and we did grab a handful of those colorful fabrics."

[Brain]: "At the time... Right Hand said they were battle flags."

[Right Hand (somewhat hesitant)]: "Yeah, they were hanging so high, fluttering about; if they weren't flags, what were they?"

[Right Hand]: "Besides, they felt quite soft, so I used them as lining for the turtle shell."

[Brain (frantically accessing the host's memory bank)]: "Something's wrong."

[Brain]: "Analyzing Slacker Ruler's clothing habits over the past eighteen years..."

[Brain]: "His underwear... seems to only be black, gray, and dark blue."

[Brain]: "The material is also pure cotton."

[Brain]: "But the ones we grabbed last night... were pink, lacey, and translucent..."

[Brain]: "If those weren't battle flags..."

[Brain]: "Hiss, something's wrong. Something's definitely wrong!"

[Brain]: "..."

Boom! It was as if a thunderbolt had struck the chat group. The organs were dumbfounded.

[Legs (trembling)]: "It's over, we messed up!"

[Legs]: "We've become perverts!"

[Kidneys (speed-cutting ties)]: "Ahem! This has nothing to do with me!"

[Kidneys]: "I'm only responsible for providing power and sensory energy. Last night, I was staring at that turtle shell the whole time; I didn't even look at the balcony!"

[Kidneys]: "I am a pair of decent Kidneys, I won't take the blame for this!"

[Right Hand (panicked, passing the buck)]: "Why are you looking at me? I'm just the executor!"

[Right Hand]: "Brain said they were spoils of war, so I grabbed them! I don't have eyes; how was I supposed to know what they were?"

[Right Hand]: "This is all Brain's tactical error!"

[Brain (cold and shameless)]: "Silence!"

[Brain]: "I'm just a central processor; without the host's subconscious guidance, how could I have issued such an order?"

[Brain]: "It must be because of Jiang You, that Slacker Ruler! Although he looks decent on the surface, deep in his subconscious, he's actually a total pervert!"

[Brain]: "Right! That's it!"

[Brain]: "Last night's operation was caused by interference from the host's subconscious perverted desires, leading to a misjudgment!"

[Brain]: "Therefore, all faults and errors are Jiang You's fault! We are innocent!"

[All Organs]: "Right! It was all Jiang You's doing! We are just emotionless tools!"

[All Organs]: "Jiang You is a pervert! Jiang You is indecent!"

...In reality. Jiang You let out a big sneeze: "Achoo!"

He rubbed his nose, feeling even more unsettled. "Why do I feel like someone is badmouthing me?"

He looked at the group of classmates in front of him, who were indignantly condemning the "Faceless Man," and his own internal theater was spinning wildly.

Jiang You thought to himself: "Too terrifying... This school is too terrifying."

"Who exactly is that Faceless Man? Stealing oil, stealing rice, and even stealing dogs?"

"Wait..."

"Since such a perverted thief exists, then the big washbasin under my bed, and those clothes in my blanket..."

"It must be a frame-up!"

"It definitely must be that Faceless Man! He stole things and had nowhere to put them, or perhaps to divert attention, he deliberately stuffed the stolen goods into the room of me, the most honest-looking freshman!"

"Damn, this big city is too hard to survive in!"

"Want to make me a scapegoat? No way!"

The more Jiang You thought about it, the more he felt this was the truth.

He immediately straightened his back and joined the army of denouncers, shouting even louder than anyone else: "Right! It's that Faceless Man!"

"This kind of pervert doesn't just steal; he must also like framing others!"

"Everyone must be careful! He might even hide the stolen goods in other people's dorms!"

"We must investigate strictly! Investigate thoroughly!"

While shouting, Jiang You calculated in his heart: After the meeting disperses later, I must rush back to the dorm immediately and throw those "stolen goods" far away! I absolutely cannot let this "Faceless Man's" conspiracy succeed!

The hall was filled with righteous indignation, and everyone was heatedly discussing how to catch this public enemy of the campus named the "Faceless Man." Lu Xingye was analyzing tactics, Su Nuonuo was adjusting her rocket launcher, and Senior Ji Youyou was concocting new poisons.

Everyone was immersed in the excitement of about to surround and annihilate the big villain. Completely no one noticed that in the air of the hall, something was still dangling.

That was Mo Wu, the invisible person hanging from the chandelier, bruised and swollen, having been forgotten in the corner for a full half hour.

Amidst a desolate draft, he let out an extremely resentful cry: "Um..." "Everyone seems to be having a good time, huh..."

The crowd's discussion paused slightly, and they looked around: "Who's talking?"

Mo Wu dangled in the air, shaking, and with a crying voice, used his last bit of strength to shout: "It's me! I'm up here!"

"Since everyone has confirmed it was that Faceless Man..." "Could you..." "Could you please let me down first?"

"My Brain is going to go numb from the blood rush... and I haven't even eaten breakfast yet..."

The whole room fell silent for a second. Then everyone suddenly realized and looked up.

"Oh! Forgot there was still a person here!" "Quick, quick, let him down."

Watching the miserable-looking Mo Wu being let down, Jiang You couldn't help but feel a sense of shared bitterness.

"Sigh, we are all pitiful people." "Life in Class F is indeed not easy."

...Meanwhile, at Magic City Martial Arts University, in the back garden of the Principal's office building.

This place should have been the quietest, safest, and most spiritually rich sacred ground in the whole school. But at this moment, it was permeated with a desolate and tragic atmosphere.

Principal Pang Ban, this Tier 5 Grandmaster who shook the region, and the Principal of Magic City Martial Arts University, was currently crouching without any dignity by the dried-up lotus pond, his hands trembling, tears streaming down his old face.

In front of him, on a bare, large rock, lay a palm-sized, entirely pink and tender... soft-legged little turtle, without any hard shell for protection.

This little turtle was trembling, retracting its head, and looking at its master with eyes that had seen through the coldness of the world.

"Old Xuan! My Old Xuan!" Principal Pang held this spirit beast that had lost its dignity, his heart aching so much he couldn't breathe: "Hundreds of years! Where is that proud, impenetrable turtle shell of yours?"

"Where is that blood energy you've accumulated for decades, ready to be used to break through to Tier 5 Grandmaster?"

"How did you... turn into this collagen-overloaded appearance overnight?"

The little turtle aggrievedly blew a bubble: "Glug." (Don't ask, if you ask, it's because it met a devil.)

The Dean of Students standing behind Principal Pang was also covered in sweat, holding the photo rubbed from the Jade Clear Spirit Spring, reporting tremblingly: "Prin... Principal."

"According to the on-site investigation, the culprit... codename Faceless Man."

"He not only drained the Jade Clear Spirit Spring, stripped the turtle shell, and drained the blood energy, but also... also left a message at the Jade Clear Spirit Spring."

Principal Pang turned his head abruptly, his eyes bloodshot: "What did he leave? Is it a provocation? Is it a declaration of war?"

The Dean of Students swallowed his saliva and handed over the photo: "The handwriting is very messy, it says..." "The portion is too small, not enough to fill me up."

"Pfft!!!" Principal Pang felt a tightness in his chest, almost spraying a mouthful of old blood into the lotus pond.

"Not enough to fill you up?" "My huge pool of spirit spring, drained to the last drop! Not a single drop left! And in the end, you used my Tier 4 spirit beast as a midnight snack?"

"Too bullying! This is simply riding on the neck of me, Principal Pang Ban, to take a dump!"

Principal Pang stood up abruptly, a terrifying aura erupting, shaking the surrounding leaves until they rustled down.

"Investigate! Investigate for me!" "Even if you have to turn Magic City upside down, find this glutton for me!"

The Dean of Students wiped his cold sweat, saying with a bitter face: "Principal, it's difficult."

"This thief is too slippery; dozens of instructors couldn't catch him last night."

"And now there is panic in the school. The students are all saying that the school's security is like paper, can't even protect a turtle, so how can it protect the students?"