It seemed that Shen Baiyue definitely saw it earlier, but she didn’t take it.
She even pretended not to notice.
She deliberately concealed it.
Ruan Qing narrowed his eyes. Could it be that Shen Baiyue knew that the tablet belonged to him?
If Shen Baiyue knew the tablet was his, then her reaction would make sense.
But the problem was... how did she know?
Ruan Qing was very sure that Shen Baiyue definitely didn’t know when he took the tablet, and he hadn’t shown it in front of her since then.
At that time, the tablet was wedged into the wall by Yang Chenyan’s kick, and most of the screen was damaged, so it couldn’t be used anymore.
So, when the servant was cleaning up, they treated it as garbage and disposed of it.
He took advantage of the opportunity to take it.
Initially, he didn’t plan to use the tablet; what he wanted was the internet.
Yang Chenyan played online games.
And initially, Yang Chenjin even made a call to Yang Wenmin. At that time, Yang Wenmin was not in the villa.
So obviously, there was internet in this place, but it seemed to be only accessible to the members of the Yang family.
After Ruan Qing got the tablet, he disassembled parts of his own phone and the robot, then reassembled the tablet.
After the tablet barely resumed operation, it also confirmed his speculation.
There was indeed internet in the Yang family villa, but this network could only be connected through the devices of the Yang family members.
And it required logging into a personal account.
On Yang Chenyan’s tablet, his account was logged in.
It was even logged into his social account.
However, Ruan Qing checked and found nothing special.
There were only a few threatening sentences sent in the family group chat a couple of days ago.
After that, there were no new messages in the family group chat.
Obviously, they were extremely afraid of Yang Chenyan.
Although Ruan Qing obtained Yang Chenyan’s account, he refrained from making any casual remarks.
After Ruan Qing retrieved the tablet, he didn’t dare to linger for too long. After all, no one knew when those three people would return.
Exiting the study, Ruan Qing directly climbed up the ventilation duct on the fourth floor, then activated the robot he had previously turned off.
The ventilation ducts on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors were interconnected. With the help of the robot, it wasn’t impossible to move from the fourth floor to the upper levels.
Ruan Qing wanted to check Yang Wenmin’s bedroom again.
When he was inside the male player’s body, he could only share his field of vision. However, the male player wasn’t very proactive in investigating clues, often neglecting to scrutinize many things.
So, Ruan Qing wanted to take another look at the information regarding the ‘god.’
The members of the Yong’an Guild came for the power of the ‘god.’ In other words, they would definitely not truly obstruct the ‘god creation’ plan. They might even secretly support it.
Only by understanding the detailed steps of sacrificial summoning could one possibly find a way to stop this plan.
The information about the formations for sacrificial summoning was available in the documents.
However, due to the male player’s lack of diligence, Ruan Qing couldn’t read it all. Hence, he had to take the risk of checking it himself.
Ruan Qing climbed into the room’s ventilation duct.
After confirming that there was really no one in the room, he cautiously opened the ventilation duct and silently jumped down.
Fortunately, Yang Wenmin had not returned.
Ruan Qing quickly picked up the documents and examined them. After reviewing the materials, his gaze focused on two formations.
There were two formations in the documents. The first one was the sacrificial summoning formation that the Yang family had used for centuries to summon the ‘god.’ The second one was a modified formation that would be used for the ‘god creation’ plan.
Both formations were extremely complex, to the extent that even following the drawings could lead to mistakes.
It’s too complicated to reproduce.
But Ruan Qing’s memory had always been good, and he always felt that this sacrificial summoning formation seemed to be... somewhat familiar...
Ruan Qing gently gestured with his index finger on the side as he looked at it.
What he gestured was not the summoning formation in the documents, but the summoning formation he drew in the <First High School> dungeon.
It’s just too similar.
Although the details were not exactly the same, and the symmetrical angles were different, the general direction was not very different.
It gave the impression of being drawn by the same person.
There’s a pensive look in Ruan Qing’s eyes.
Could the ‘god’ of this dungeon and the ‘god’ of <First High School> be the same?
Was the reason for disappearance because it was awakened by him in the <First High School> dungeon?
No, that’s not right. That ‘god’ was sealed in the mirror.
It shouldn’t appear here.
Then why was the summoning formation so similar...
If one didn’t carefully distinguish, one might not even discern the differences.
It’s unlikely that the world of the mirror was connected to this side.
Ruan Qing felt it’s highly unlikely, mainly because the powers seemed different.
The power of that ‘god’ was a black mist.
While the power of this dungeon should be blood.
Speaking of blood, Ruan Qing involuntarily thought of the previous dungeon, <Xishan Residential Area>.
Then, certain images uncontrollably appeared in his mind.
—The eerie and distorted body crawling out of the kitchen.
—Blood-red eyes in the freezer.
—The horrifying blood-red shadow.
Ruan Qing’s slender fingers froze directly in the air.
The expression on his face also stiffened.
Ruan Qing tried to suppress the speculations in his mind.
No, it couldn’t be.
The ‘god’ in this instance couldn’t possibly be that... existence.
Having the same last name, Yang, must be just a coincidence.
Absolutely just a coincidence.
Ruan Qing once again blurred those memories using a hypnotic technique.
Originally, he had blurred those images when leaving that instance, but since it was his memory, thinking deeply would still bring them back.
This was not a place to stay for long.
Ruan Qing put the information back after memorizing the sacrificial summoning formation, as well as the ‘god creation’ formation.
Then he left through the ventilation duct.
When Ruan Qing descended to the fifth floor, he initially intended to leave directly.
However, halfway up, as if remembering something, his figure suddenly paused.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he ultimately turned and moved towards Yang Chenjin’s bedroom.
There was no one in Yang Chenjin’s room either.
Ruan Qing directly moved aside the ventilation duct and jumped down from the bathroom.
Then, he cautiously approached the large black bed.
However, before he could lift the blanket, footsteps of two people could be heard outside the door.
Ruan Qing was startled, his eyes showing a hint of panic. He turned his head abruptly in the direction of the footsteps.
The footsteps were approaching this room.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, wondering why they came back so quickly...
It seemed that Shen Baiyue definitely saw it earlier, but she didn’t take it.
She even pretended not to notice.
She deliberately concealed it.
Ruan Qing narrowed his eyes. Could it be that Shen Baiyue knew that the tablet belonged to him?
If Shen Baiyue knew the tablet was his, then her reaction would make sense.
But the problem was... how did she know?
Ruan Qing was very sure that Shen Baiyue definitely didn’t know when he took the tablet, and he hadn’t shown it in front of her since then.
At that time, the tablet was wedged into the wall by Yang Chenyan’s kick, and most of the screen was damaged, so it couldn’t be used anymore.
So, when the servant was cleaning up, they treated it as garbage and disposed of it.
He took advantage of the opportunity to take it.
Initially, he didn’t plan to use the tablet; what he wanted was the internet.
Yang Chenyan played online games.
And initially, Yang Chenjin even made a call to Yang Wenmin. At that time, Yang Wenmin was not in the villa.
So obviously, there was internet in this place, but it seemed to be only accessible to the members of the Yang family.
After Ruan Qing got the tablet, he disassembled parts of his own phone and the robot, then reassembled the tablet.
After the tablet barely resumed operation, it also confirmed his speculation.
There was indeed internet in the Yang family villa, but this network could only be connected through the devices of the Yang family members.
And it required logging into a personal account.
On Yang Chenyan’s tablet, his account was logged in.
It was even logged into his social account.
However, Ruan Qing checked and found nothing special.
There were only a few threatening sentences sent in the family group chat a couple of days ago.
After that, there were no new messages in the family group chat.
Obviously, they were extremely afraid of Yang Chenyan.
Although Ruan Qing obtained Yang Chenyan’s account, he refrained from making any casual remarks.
After Ruan Qing retrieved the tablet, he didn’t dare to linger for too long. After all, no one knew when those three people would return.
Exiting the study, Ruan Qing directly climbed up the ventilation duct on the fourth floor, then activated the robot he had previously turned off.
The ventilation ducts on the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors were interconnected. With the help of the robot, it wasn’t impossible to move from the fourth floor to the upper levels.
Ruan Qing wanted to check Yang Wenmin’s bedroom again.
When he was inside the male player’s body, he could only share his field of vision. However, the male player wasn’t very proactive in investigating clues, often neglecting to scrutinize many things.
So, Ruan Qing wanted to take another look at the information regarding the ‘god.’
The members of the Yong’an Guild came for the power of the ‘god.’ In other words, they would definitely not truly obstruct the ‘god creation’ plan. They might even secretly support it.
Only by understanding the detailed steps of sacrificial summoning could one possibly find a way to stop this plan.
The information about the formations for sacrificial summoning was available in the documents.
However, due to the male player’s lack of diligence, Ruan Qing couldn’t read it all. Hence, he had to take the risk of checking it himself.
Ruan Qing climbed into the room’s ventilation duct.
After confirming that there was really no one in the room, he cautiously opened the ventilation duct and silently jumped down.
Fortunately, Yang Wenmin had not returned.
Ruan Qing quickly picked up the documents and examined them. After reviewing the materials, his gaze focused on two formations.
There were two formations in the documents. The first one was the sacrificial summoning formation that the Yang family had used for centuries to summon the ‘god.’ The second one was a modified formation that would be used for the ‘god creation’ plan.
Both formations were extremely complex, to the extent that even following the drawings could lead to mistakes.
It’s too complicated to reproduce.
But Ruan Qing’s memory had always been good, and he always felt that this sacrificial summoning formation seemed to be... somewhat familiar...
Ruan Qing gently gestured with his index finger on the side as he looked at it.
What he gestured was not the summoning formation in the documents, but the summoning formation he drew in the <First High School> dungeon.
It’s just too similar.
Although the details were not exactly the same, and the symmetrical angles were different, the general direction was not very different.
It gave the impression of being drawn by the same person.
There’s a pensive look in Ruan Qing’s eyes.
Could the ‘god’ of this dungeon and the ‘god’ of <First High School> be the same?
Was the reason for disappearance because it was awakened by him in the <First High School> dungeon?
No, that’s not right. That ‘god’ was sealed in the mirror.
It shouldn’t appear here.
Then why was the summoning formation so similar...
If one didn’t carefully distinguish, one might not even discern the differences.
It’s unlikely that the world of the mirror was connected to this side.
Ruan Qing felt it’s highly unlikely, mainly because the powers seemed different.
The power of that ‘god’ was a black mist.
While the power of this dungeon should be blood.
Speaking of blood, Ruan Qing involuntarily thought of the previous dungeon, <Xishan Residential Area>.
Then, certain images uncontrollably appeared in his mind.
—The eerie and distorted body crawling out of the kitchen.
—Blood-red eyes in the freezer.
—The horrifying blood-red shadow.
Ruan Qing’s slender fingers froze directly in the air.
The expression on his face also stiffened.
Ruan Qing tried to suppress the speculations in his mind.
No, it couldn’t be.
The ‘god’ in this instance couldn’t possibly be that... existence.
Having the same last name, Yang, must be just a coincidence.
Absolutely just a coincidence.
Ruan Qing once again blurred those memories using a hypnotic technique.
Originally, he had blurred those images when leaving that instance, but since it was his memory, thinking deeply would still bring them back.
This was not a place to stay for long.
Ruan Qing put the information back after memorizing the sacrificial summoning formation, as well as the ‘god creation’ formation.
Then he left through the ventilation duct.
When Ruan Qing descended to the fifth floor, he initially intended to leave directly.
However, halfway up, as if remembering something, his figure suddenly paused.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he ultimately turned and moved towards Yang Chenjin’s bedroom.
There was no one in Yang Chenjin’s room either.
Ruan Qing directly moved aside the ventilation duct and jumped down from the bathroom.
Then, he cautiously approached the large black bed.
However, before he could lift the blanket, footsteps of two people could be heard outside the door.
Ruan Qing was startled, his eyes showing a hint of panic. He turned his head abruptly in the direction of the footsteps.
The footsteps were approaching this room.
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, wondering why they came back so quickly...
