Ch. 9 - Campus Horrors (1)

Carved onto the academic building's exterior was a common saying: 'High Virtue Makes a Teacher, Exemplary Integrity Makes a Role Model.'

Though a bit perplexed, Fu Yan brushed the feeling aside without a second thought.

He summoned his control panel; aside from the game experience column, everything else remained unchanged.

[Player Name: Fu Yan]

Being visible to the entire livestream meant that his personal stats would be pinned up for all to see during this Instance Dungeon.

Fu Yan himself was unfazed; his only concern was that the spectators might suffer a shock.

He swiped further down, stopping at the Instance Dungeon section to review the details.

[Instance Dungeon: Campus Horrors]

Not much background information was provided, meaning the underlying lore would have to be stitched together through gameplay.

Fu Yan dismissed his control panel just as the other players began logging in one after another.

The moment He Shuyang spawned, he automatically made his way over to Fu Yan and stood beside him.

Having lost a substantial amount of HP, his face was completely drained of color.

Next to arrive in the Instance Dungeon were a man and a woman, their identical baseball jackets immediately giving them away as a couple.

Upon logging in, the guy immediately wrapped his arms around the girl, aggressively feeling her up without a shred of decency toward everyone else around.

The woman was gorgeous, boasting fair skin, stunning looks, slender legs, and a delicate beauty mark accentuating the tip of her nose.

She awkwardly tried to push the man away, stammering, "Stop... not here..."

Unfazed by her protests, the man only groped her more vigorously, yanking her into his arms and fondling her aggressively.

He Shuyang scoffed at the display and averted his gaze, spitting out, "Scum!"

"Total creep," Fu Yan concurred, nodding his head.

Then why don't you peel your eyes off them?! He Shuyang thought, rendered speechless by how contrary Fu Yan was.

Just then, the final three players logged in.

As soon as they spawned, Fu Yan distinctly noticed the man beside him shudder.

That wasn't a tremble of fear, but rather a quiver born from intensely suppressed fury.

Turning his gaze toward He Shuyang, Fu Yan saw the man locking crimson, fury-filled eyes on the three newcomers.

His arms hung rigidly at his sides as his hands balled into white-knuckled fists, veins bulging violently beneath his skin.

Catching sight of He Shuyang, a blonde-haired thug from the trio whistled lewdly.

"Hey! If it ain't my brother-in-law! You're still breathing! How's the little sis? Did she miss us? Hahahaha! Because we sure missed her!"

The blonde slung an arm over the bald guy next to him, wearing a sickeningly vile smirk.

"You bastards! I'll fucking kill you!"

He Shuyang whipped out a dagger from his waist and lunged maniacally at the blonde, only to be yanked back by Fu Yan.

Pinning his shoulders to stop him, Fu Yan said calmly, "Don't do anything stupid."

He Shuyang clutched the knife tightly, the veins popping on his temple as he glared murderously at the yellow-haired thug.

"You dare try to kill me before the dungeon even begins?" Seeing He Shuyang subdued, the punk sashayed over, sizing Fu Yan up before jabbing a finger into his shoulder. "You've got good sense, kid!"

Fu Yan nodded, flashing a completely harmless smile. Tall, slim, and fair-skinned, his features were so exquisitely handsome that he easily passed for a harmless, fragile pretty boy.

Being an opportunist who swung both ways, the blonde immediately got sleazy ideas upon taking in Fu Yan’s good looks.

"Not gonna lie, you're pretty cute. I haven't had a taste of someone like you yet. Stick with me from now on, and I'll keep you alive—"

"Ow!"

The blonde's words were cut short as Fu Yan raised his leg and lashed out with a brutal kick.

Dead center.

Right in the crotch.

The blonde was punted over ten meters away, curling up into a ball on the ground as he clutched himself and howled, "Ahhh! Fuck!"

Fu Yan ambled over unhurriedly, pinning the man's head beneath his foot and grinding his face into the dirt.

Grinning, he asked, "How's that? Fun, isn't it?"

[Am I seeing things? The GOAT Fu Yan is back in an Instance Dungeon already?!]

[Ahhhh! My GOAT! I’m here!]

[Who does this yellow-haired punk think he is? How dare he mess with my GOAT? Does he wanna die or something?]

[Damn! Did anyone else catch that the GOAT’s sanity is a flat 0?!]

[I saw it too! I totally thought my phone was bugging out.]

[God damn! How can someone with zero sanity still be sane enough to enter a dungeon?!]

[Uh... do you guys seriously think the GOAT isn't crazy?]

[@previous comment, you hit the nail on the head. Honestly, him having zero sanity makes total sense.]

[Wait? Look at the guy standing next to the bald dude. Isn't that the GOAT Chen Sheng, vice-chief of the 'Floating Dream' guild?]

[Looks like it! Those five players hit the jackpot, partying up with two top-tier GOATs. They can literally just AFK their way to victory!]

[Fu Yan is just a rookie. Does he even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as our GOAT Chen Sheng?]

[Stop giving these rookies so much unearned clout.]

[Let’s just hope the rookie doesn't drag our GOAT Chen Sheng down.]

Fu Yan's broadcast room was suddenly swamped by over five thousand people. While some of them were his followers, the vast majority were Chen Sheng's army of fans.

They tore into each other, sparking a massive argument in Fu Yan's stream.

But absolutely no one gave a damn about the yellow-haired punk's well-being.

Only when the blonde was on the verge of suffocating beneath Fu Yan's foot did Chen Sheng finally stroll forward at a leisurely pace.

He stopped in front of Fu Yan and clapped lightly.

"Fu Yan, right? I've seen your streams; you put on a good show. That was just a misunderstanding earlier, so don't take it to heart. Fang Jun just likes to joke around."

Glancing up, Fu Yan deadpanned, "Who are you?"

Lifting his chin, Chen Sheng proclaimed, "I am Chen Sheng, vice-chief of the Floating Dream guild."

He flashed a conceited smile after his introduction. Floating Dream was a top-tier mid-level guild that countless players would kill to join, and he refused to believe Fu Yan hadn't heard of it.

Sure enough, Fu Yan nodded, his face lighting up with realization.

"Ah! I know you!"

Chen Sheng gave Fu Yan a smug, arrogant smirk, fully expecting the man to start groveling and sucking up to him.

"So you're the Chen Sheng who fell into a cesspool and got shit for brains. A pleasure to meet you."

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