Chapter 13: Little Black Room? Trash Station!

"Go quickly and return quickly!"

Teacher Yao really did not want to debate with this student dressed in strange clothes standing before him.

This kid had eventually extended the topic toward the direction of diverse gender coexistence.

He had given Teacher Yao, who was over fifty, a little taste of version shock.

"This might be a bit difficult; I have a bit of urinary frequency, urgency, and incomplete emptying..."

"Enough, enough, just be back before class ends!"

These irrelevant words made Teacher Yao feel as though he had forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today.

Watching the other party lightly hop away, preparing to leave the classroom, Teacher Yao's voice suddenly turned sinister as he said, "You had best maintain your ranking in tomorrow's exam..."

Wu Wang paid no heed to this old fool's threat.

Wu Wang had already arrived outside.

The long corridor stretched out of sight; within the visible range, apart from white tiles, there was only the greenery outside the corridor windows, so clean and tidy as to be nearly dust-free, yet simultaneously giving people an inexplicable sense of dissonance.

The direction to the restroom was marked on the wall.

But strangely, the content of the sign was not just the location of the restroom.

There was other information as well—

【Gao San Class One is twenty seconds away from the restroom】

"Time, huh..."

Wu Wang recalled the signage on the guideboard downstairs.

Indeed, it not only marked the locations of all buildings on campus but also thoughtfully noted how long it would take to reach each place from here.

It was as if someone was constantly reminding you not to loaf around or linger on the way.

Without lingering too long outside the classroom door,

he walked toward the restroom.

In about twenty seconds, Wu Wang arrived at the restroom.

Inside the toilet, which was equally clean and devoid of any strange odors, the most eye-catching feature was a timer hanging on every stall door.

With curious eyes, Wu Wang walked into a toilet stall.

He really did need to use the toilet.

"Ding-dong!"

Suddenly, a piercing alert sound emitted from the timer.

Tick-tock—tick-tock—

Subsequently, the number 300 appeared on it.

Every time the annoying ticking sound rang, the number decreased by one.

Five minutes in total.

"Be human, will you? Even using the toilet requires a countdown?" Wu Wang was also somewhat speechless.

He truly had not expected that the first school rule he found would be in the toilet.

Pasted on the stall door was—

【Toilet usage duration must not exceed 5 minutes】

【For special circumstances, apply for a leave slip from the homeroom teacher; otherwise, it will be treated as a violation of school rules】

Damn it, so taking a shit gets one executed by firing squad, is that it?

After quickly finishing his business, Wu Wang left.

He returned to the location of the guideboard on the first floor.

From it, he found the building location labeled with the three characters "Little Black Room."

Luck was on his side; that place was right next to the Gao San teaching building.

Running over would take about three minutes.

Thus, there would be no situation of being away too long and failing to return to the classroom in time.

He had no intention of forcibly confronting the school rules.

Wu Wang was very cautious; he always believed his 【Undying】 trait merely provided room for error.

It did not mean he could act arbitrarily in front of existences like ghosts.

Ghosts in beginner dungeons that directly cause casualties were manageable; what Wu Wang mainly worried about encountering were supernatural situations that trapped him.

Just like this Little Black Room.

What if it didn't kill him directly?

Or rather, upon discovering he couldn't be killed, that old fool would simply lock him in the Little Black Room for a lifetime.

Then things would be completely screwed.

"Damn it, shattered all over the ground; every time I have to spend half a day cleaning it up."

As he approached the vicinity of the Little Black Room, Wu Wang suddenly heard cursing voices coming from nearby.

Hiding and moving closer to observe, the full appearance of the Little Black Room unfolded before him.

It was a small single-story house entirely black in color.

Weeds grew wildly around the house, forming a sharp contrast with the tidiness of the rest of the campus.

Even from a great distance, one could smell a rotting, foul stench.

On this entire patch of empty land, only the Little Black Room existed.

Standing alone, it looked extremely eerie.

At this moment, two people were conversing in front of the house.

They all wore thick protective suits that made their figures look abnormally bloated.

"Maybe next time we should ask those teachers to make them jump into the river instead; cleaning up after rooftop jumps is just too difficult," the person on the left said.

His companion sneered in response: "Sure, go ahead and make that suggestion to the principal. I'll prepare a grave spot for you right here in advance. Don't worry, it will definitely be a location with excellent feng shui!"

"Hehehe, just kidding. Let's get to work, let's get to work!"

As the two conversed, they pushed open the main gate.

Hoisting a huge black sack from the ground, they did not walk inside.

They merely made a throwing motion.

Boom—

The black sack was tossed into the Little Black Room, but due to the forceful motion, something fell out from the bag's opening and landed in the weeds.

The two men did not notice the dropped item; they merely emitted disgusted clicking sounds and quickly departed the area.

After confirming they had gone far away, Wu Wang stepped out.

Paying no attention whatsoever to that strange, foul stench, he reached out and began rummaging through the weeds.

It took only a few moments to find the item that had just fallen.

"Hiss, this is..."

After seeing clearly what the object was, Wu Wang's pupils contracted slightly.

It was a school ID badge stained with blood.

The name on it was—Liu Yang.

"Was Liu Yang's corpse inside that black sack just now?" Wu Wang suddenly thought of a possibility, observing the Little Black Room before him with a surprised expression while carefully identifying the foul odor in the air again.

"There's no mistake! This is the smell of rotting flesh!"

"Is the Little Black Room a place for disposing of corpses?"

Yet upon thinking this, Wu Wang felt something was not quite right.

If it were merely a place for disposing of corpses, it shouldn't make those students so terrified, should it?

They could remain completely detached even when facing Liu Yang jumping off the building, yet they turned pale with fear at merely Teacher Yao's mention of the Little Black Room; clearly, there was something far more terrifying than death causing their dread.

A mere corpse is nothing to fear.

"Should I go in and take a look?" Wu Wang hesitated somewhat.

Judging by the content of the side quest, this place basically confirmed the presence of a ghost.

This was unlike the beginner dungeon.

Without a microphone to provide evidence, getting entangled by a ghost would be quite troublesome.

If the ghost could even follow him out of the dungeon, it would be even harder to deal with.

"Want to know what the Little Black Room is used for?"

An abrupt voice rang out from the other side of the open ground.

Wu Wang tilted his head to look, and a familiar masked face appeared in his field of vision.

The masked woman, He He Yikan!

"You know?"

"What information will you trade for it? Even if you are a newbie, I won't provide clues for free," He He Yikan said coldly.

Wu Wang stared into the other party's eyes.

After a moment, he said: "I'll trade the cause of death of that guy who was just thrown in. Don't tell me you didn't know that what was thrown in just now was a corpse."

"Good! Deal!"

This was a team cooperation dungeon; everyone's rewards were calculated collectively, at least that's how it appeared to others. No one knew that Wu Wang's main quest had a slight deviation.

But he had no need to lie about the clues.

After all, that fellow Chen Chen Baili also knew how Liu Yang died, so Wu Wang recounted the events that occurred in the classroom without any concealment.

After listening, He He Yikan nodded inwardly.

She then spoke: "The Little Black Room is responsible for processing 'trash.' Not only are corpses thrown in there for disposal; if a normal person goes in and comes out alive, they become even more obedient, with a single-minded desire to study."

"Because in my Class Three, someone who survived leaving the Little Black Room returned just as class started. The homeroom teacher was very happy and celebrated in advance, certain that his future exam results would improve tremendously."

"Class Three has two students in the top ten of their grade; both of them have entered the Little Black Room at least five times, but their states look very strange..."

Speaking to this point, He He Yikan paused for a moment.

She seemed to be considering how to describe the two people she was talking about.

Finally, she said coldly: "They look like tireless study machines, unresponsive to everything around them, even to pain, displaying only extreme madness when it comes to studying."

"I suggest that before we investigate clearly what is inside, we had better not enter the Little Black Room rashly, lest our cognition be affected."

Cognitive influence is a terrifying thing.

Because it has nothing to do with death; it only changes who you are as a person.

This means that even after leaving the dungeon, it will not disappear.

No one wants to return to reality only to find themselves mentally unstable.

This is just a side quest; ignoring it won't affect the completion of the main quest.

"By the way, why did you come to the Little Black Room?" He He Yikan suddenly asked Wu Wang; she had originally expected Chen Chen Baili to come out and investigate.

After all, this guy was just a newbie; how could Chen Chen Baili feel safe letting him investigate alone?

Wu Wang smiled at this and said:

"Because the homeroom teacher told me to go in."

"?"

Upon hearing these words, He He Yikan was filled with question marks.

Although the mask obscured her features, she could imagine that right now she probably had her mouth agape, wearing an expression that screamed, "Wait, hold on, buddy."

Is this newbie brain-damaged or what?

Damn it, how long has he even been in this dungeon?

And he's already offended the homeroom teacher?!