Chapter 52: [World 2] Strange Campus 21 : Treatment

She stepped one foot onto the chair, the other firmly on the ground, and answered expressionlessly,

“(a, b) = \left( e – 1, 1 \right) or (a, b) = \left( 1, 0 \right).”

Scarface Teacher showed a look of regret and announced, “Correct.”

Shen Mosi had no time to care about what others thought of her. Hearing the Teacher’s confirmation, she immediately sat down and continued holding Xunian close.

Everyone else was a little shocked. They couldn’t even solve the problem, yet Shen Mosi answered it so easily?

Shen Mosi had been pretending to know nothing beside Xunian, acting like a green tea who asks everything but does nothing. Was she actually just faking being a poor student?

Back then, that same Shen Mosi never showed her brilliance during regular days but always took first place during exams.

Qi Dong realized something and suddenly looked at Shen Mosi, then shrank back in fear at the Teacher’s fierce gaze.

Half a lesson passed, and the class was over.

Scarface Teacher grinned, unhappy that he hadn’t caught any students breaking the rules in two days.

Even his smile carried some displeasure as he gritted his teeth and congratulated the students,

“Very good. You’ve all been obedient and followed the school rules these past two days. Class dismissed.”

With that, he walked to the Classroom Door and opened it.

Before leaving, he cast one last deep glance at Shen Mosi, who was tightly protecting Xunian in her arms.

Then he threw the Unicorn Snake he held onto the ground, sneering as he closed the Classroom Door.

The Unicorn Snake vanished as soon as it hit the floor.

The Players didn’t know what it was and thought it was just a teaching aid, so no one paid much attention.

Ran Feng’s eyes flickered with a trace of a smile.

Only after the Teacher left did Qi Dong dare to speak, shouting at Shen Mosi from across a cluster of desks,

“Shen Mosi! It’s really you. Do you never stop tormenting us, even as a ghost?!”

What kind of lunatic was she?

Shen Mosi ignored her. She really didn’t want to deal with anyone other than Xunian.

A fair, warm hand gently tugged at her. The girl in her arms half-opened her eyes, feverish and blurry, tears welling up as she looked painfully miserable.

Xunian’s sickly voice was soft and sticky, a bit more tender than usual, “Evidence… help me collect it…”

“Alright, you rest well first.”

Worry melted across Shen Mosi’s eyes as she hugged Xunian tighter, her hands trembling nervously around the girl’s waist.

Hearing Shen Mosi agree, Xunian closed her eyes and slipped back into unconsciousness.

Seeing the threat that had always been by Shen Mosi’s side looking sick, Qi Dong’s face lit up with undisguised joy.

She grabbed Yuan Shen, ready to teach Shen Mosi a lesson.

“Shen Mosi, no one’s protecting you now.”

Shen Mosi ignored her, one hand holding Xunian’s waist, the other reaching around her legs, attempting to lift her horizontally.

Xunian didn’t move.

No lift.

“…”

She tried once more but still couldn’t lift the sleeping Xunian from the seat.

Shen Mosi wanted to curse — this body was too weak.

Had crossing worlds consumed too much energy?

She had very little left…

Already frustrated from not being able to lift Xunian, Qi Dong continued to pick a fight out of nowhere, “I suggest you leave us alone, or else those photos from before…”

“Bang!”

Shen Mosi punched the desk behind her.

With a crack of splintering wood, cracks spread out from beneath her fist, accompanied by Qi Dong’s horrified expression.

Qi Dong dared not provoke her anymore, staring fearfully at the cracks on the desk and Shen Mosi’s slender arm.

An eerie silence fell — afraid the next blow would land not on the wood, but on her head.

That punch drained more energy. Shen Mosi took a deep breath, a faint black-red glow appearing in her palm.

A crimson light flashed briefly in her eyes as she gathered strength and lifted Xunian up in one go.

The girl was quiet and defenseless, resting against her chest, her cheeks flushed and irresistibly delicate.

Shen Mosi’s hands shook violently, and her body felt unsteady.

She decided to draw on more energy and, under the watchful gazes of the others, carried Xunian out of the Classroom.

Ran Feng watched Shen Mosi’s retreating figure thoughtfully and asked, “What’s their relationship?”

They came in very close from the start—did they know each other before entering?

In this strange game, did so many Players already know each other?

Yuan Shen, Qi Dong, and Zhang San knew each other. Xunian and Shen Mosi also knew each other.

Was there really no conspiracy behind this?

“I don’t know… but their bond is really strong.”

Qi Ye sighed.

Such a beautiful friendship. The feelings between girls are truly enviable.

Not friendship.

…

Double Dormitory.

The girl was gently placed on the bed. Shen Mosi pressed her forehead lightly against Xunian’s.

Their breaths mingled, feeling the warmth and rapid breathing from the other’s forehead, her eyes trembled slightly.

So hot.

Shen Mosi got off the bed and rummaged through the drawer for a thermometer, then took Xunian’s temperature.

The time came quickly.

She took the thermometer and, at the sight of the number displayed, panic flickered through her eyes.

39.8℃.

All her fault.

“It’s alright. You’ll feel better after some sleep.”

Her warm palm rested on Xunian’s flushed cheek, her eyes overflowing with undeniable love and guilt.

Only when Xunian wasn’t looking could Shen Mosi dare to look at her so openly.

As if making a firm decision and no longer caring about anything, Shen Mosi closed her eyes and gently kissed Xunian’s lips, which were a bit pale.

The place where their bodies touched felt hot, a sweet citrus scent drifting between lips and teeth, every second of the kiss intoxicating.

Her body absorbed the girl’s unique scent. Shen Mosi slowly drew energy from within, channeling a cool stream into Xunian’s body, spreading all over.

Every inch of skin was wrapped in the soothing chill, causing the sleeping girl to shiver.

The girl was thoroughly infused with her own aura.

Thinking of this, Shen Mosi’s heartbeat pounded wildly in her chest like drums.

Joyful emotions blossomed in her mind like brilliant fireworks. She deepened the kiss, stealing every breath from the girl.

“Mm…”

The girl’s throat made a content murmur, her brow, previously creased in discomfort, gradually relaxed. Her rapid breathing slowed.

Sweat dotted Shen Mosi’s forehead; she was physically drained.

Releasing Xunian, she looked at her improving condition and quietly exhaled.

Her mischievous thoughts stirred again. Shen Mosi looked at Xunian’s soft, sleeping face and smiled slightly.

Well then, next, she would claim some rewards.

She quickly calculated her remaining energy—not much, but enough to enter a dream.

Her energy wouldn’t be given away for free.