The player in the black T-shirt originally just casually asked, not holding much hope. He never expected to actually get crucial clues.
Ruan Qing paid no attention to the players’ surprise and shared all the information he knew without any hint of concealment.
Moreover, he explained in great detail, including what Qiao Nuo told him and what he discovered through investigation.
The players were directly shocked. The player in the black T-shirt, after hearing it, struggled to swallow and said, “Are you suggesting that the soul of the pen spirit has been divided into several parts, and the current pen spirit is just one of them?”
Ruan Qing nodded slightly, “I suspect both Qiao Nuo and Shen Yu’an are remnant souls of the pen spirit.”
Ruan Qing was quite confident about these two points.
Qiao Nuo was just too similar to the pen spirit in that one moment, not only in his gaze but even in the overall aura.
Ignoring the difference in their faces, the two were almost identical.
Qiao Nuo was undoubtedly one of the pen spirit’s remnant souls.
“And Shen Yu’an might be Qiao Nuo’s mentor, not just a simple teacher-student relationship.”
Ruan Qing carefully recalled the scene, “Although I didn’t hear the voice on the other end of the phone, Qiao Nuo’s tone while talking on the phone was respectful, not the kind of respect one would show to an ordinary teacher.”
It seemed more like treating Shen Yu’an as his true mentor who taught him something profound.
Perhaps Qiao Nuo’s talismans and the like were learned from Shen Yu’an.
Moreover, Qiao Nuo’s condition was a bit off. His breath occasionally became unstable, and strangely, he would even go and hit the wall.
As if he couldn’t help but hit the wall when he had a headache.
He always felt like someone had tampered with the other.
Ruan Qing stated his speculation, “I suspect Shen Yu’an knows he’s a remnant soul of the pen spirit, but Qiao Nuo doesn’t. Shen Yu’an is probably using Qiao Nuo to accomplish something.”
Like using Qiao Nuo to deal with the pen spirit, and after both are injured, reaping the benefits.
This kind of thing was obviously something Shen Yu’an would do.
If that’s the case, Shen Yu’an probably had at least two sets of the pen spirit’s remains. Maybe he was even stronger than the real pen spirit.
So he was worried that Ji Zhiyuan might not be a match for Shen Yu’an.
Players listened to Ruan Qing’s words with deep suspicion, not joy at gaining clues but with a profound doubt about what Ruan Qing said.
After all, the clues provided by this person were too crucial and detailed.
Detailed to the point of revealing almost all the main storyline clues of the instance to them, and even providing them with the clue of the surname of the pen spirit.
The question was, when did the main game system become so generous, arranging an NPC who knew so much to help players?
Could it be some kind of trap?
After all, there were quite a few players who died in the instance because they believed false clues provided by NPCs.
Especially the more beautiful the NPC, the more deceptive they tended to be, so one must be cautious.
Ruan Qing knew this would be the result. After all, the last time he said the pen spirit was not from the computer science department, no one believed him.
After experiencing the dungeon instances, players had become somewhat skeptical, always preferring to believe in what they perceived and investigated themselves.
Ruan Qing didn’t care whether they believed him or not and continued, “The summoning game was initially proposed by a student from the same dorm, Qi Yunshen. I also had some suspicions about him, but I have no evidence.”
“But the relationship between Qi Yunshen and Shen Yu’an is unusual. There should be some cooperation and connection between them.”
“Qi Yunshen posted the post on the forum asking about the pen spirit, but the posting time was several years ago, and there was a student named Cheng Mingzhe in it. After answering the correct dormitory number, he was killed by Shen Yu’an.”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips. “I suspect Qi Yunshen deliberately posted to fish, and anyone who knows will be killed.”
Cheng Mingzhe was likely to have died at the hands of Shen Yu’an in this way.
As a remnant of the pen spirit, Shen Yu’an might also be covering up the truth.
But what about Qi Yunshen?
Was he the fourth remnant of the pen spirit?
Could the remnants of the pen spirit really cooperate amicably?
Ruan Qing thought it’s impossible.
Either it’s a calculation or manipulation, just like what Qiao Nuo’s situation.
But Qi Yunshen obviously knew quite a bit. What exactly were he and Shen Yu’an calculating?
For speculations that Ruan Qing himself was not certain about, he chose not to disclose them to avoid misleading others.
The players remained silent, just listening quietly to Ruan Qing. Whether they believed it or not was probably only known to themselves.
Qi Muran, on the other hand, looked thoughtful after listening, “What if the pen spirit gathers its bones and soul?”
What would happen?
The players present didn’t need to think to know that if this NPC named Xia Qing spoke the truth, the dungeon would probably directly enter hell mode.
After all, the pen spirit alone was already so powerful, and if the pen spirit gathered all ‘his’ bones, it would be no less than summoning a demon god in a demon god dungeon.
Players thought of the post that Ruan Qing mentioned; there were players among them who could trace IP addresses.
One player immediately took a computer, checked it, and then, in the sight of other players, nodded solemnly.
Although it’s uncertain if the other clues were true, this one was evidently true.
Qi Yunshen was indeed not a student of this year.
That player also checked Cheng Mingzhe’s information, confirming that he was in a deceased state.
“Oh, by the way.” Ruan Qing took out his phone, opened one of the groups, and handed it over. “I hacked Cheng Mingzhe’s counselor account and can see his class group.”
“Cheng Mingzhe... is online.”
Ruan Qing’s eyelashes trembled slightly. He pursed his lips, speaking softly, “I’m a bit scared, so I haven’t tried to contact him.”
The player closest took the phone, opened the group member list, scrolled down, and indeed saw the glowing name and profile picture.
It looked somewhat eerie and terrifying, making people feel a bit creepy.
After all, this person was clearly already dead.
Players once again exchanged glances. This time it’s not about disbelief but about considering whether to contact this suspicious account.
After all, no one knew whether there was a person or a ghost behind this account.
But evidently, time was running out for them.
The dungeon was about to reach halfway, and the ghost domain time had advanced. Continuing like this seemed dangerous.
The player in the black T-shirt took Ruan Qing’s phone, directly opened the glowing profile picture, and sent a message.
[Counselor: Are you there?]
After this message was sent, the players all stared at the chat box with vigilance, afraid of encountering something terrifying.
The terrifying scene didn’t happen, but after the message was sent, there was an immediate response.
[Cheng Mingzhe: Yes.]
The player in the black T-shirt, upon seeing the situation, immediately typed out a line.
[Counselor: Are you... Cheng Mingzhe himself?]
[Cheng Mingzhe: Guess.]
The player in the black T-shirt hesitated for a moment, his hands frozen. After taking a deep breath, he slowly typed four words.
[Counselor: I guess you are.]
[Cheng Mingzhe: Hehe, you guessed right.]
All the players in the dormitory widened their eyes, looking around with fear on their faces.
Because this message didn’t come from their phones; it directly echoed in their dormitory room.
The voice sounded ethereal and terrifying, carrying a chilling and resentful tone, sending shivers down their spines.
Cheng Mingzhe was right there with them!
The player in the black T-shirt originally just casually asked, not holding much hope. He never expected to actually get crucial clues.
Ruan Qing paid no attention to the players’ surprise and shared all the information he knew without any hint of concealment.
Moreover, he explained in great detail, including what Qiao Nuo told him and what he discovered through investigation.
The players were directly shocked. The player in the black T-shirt, after hearing it, struggled to swallow and said, “Are you suggesting that the soul of the pen spirit has been divided into several parts, and the current pen spirit is just one of them?”
Ruan Qing nodded slightly, “I suspect both Qiao Nuo and Shen Yu’an are remnant souls of the pen spirit.”
Ruan Qing was quite confident about these two points.
Qiao Nuo was just too similar to the pen spirit in that one moment, not only in his gaze but even in the overall aura.
Ignoring the difference in their faces, the two were almost identical.
Qiao Nuo was undoubtedly one of the pen spirit’s remnant souls.
“And Shen Yu’an might be Qiao Nuo’s mentor, not just a simple teacher-student relationship.”
Ruan Qing carefully recalled the scene, “Although I didn’t hear the voice on the other end of the phone, Qiao Nuo’s tone while talking on the phone was respectful, not the kind of respect one would show to an ordinary teacher.”
It seemed more like treating Shen Yu’an as his true mentor who taught him something profound.
Perhaps Qiao Nuo’s talismans and the like were learned from Shen Yu’an.
Moreover, Qiao Nuo’s condition was a bit off. His breath occasionally became unstable, and strangely, he would even go and hit the wall.
As if he couldn’t help but hit the wall when he had a headache.
He always felt like someone had tampered with the other.
Ruan Qing stated his speculation, “I suspect Shen Yu’an knows he’s a remnant soul of the pen spirit, but Qiao Nuo doesn’t. Shen Yu’an is probably using Qiao Nuo to accomplish something.”
Like using Qiao Nuo to deal with the pen spirit, and after both are injured, reaping the benefits.
This kind of thing was obviously something Shen Yu’an would do.
If that’s the case, Shen Yu’an probably had at least two sets of the pen spirit’s remains. Maybe he was even stronger than the real pen spirit.
So he was worried that Ji Zhiyuan might not be a match for Shen Yu’an.
Players listened to Ruan Qing’s words with deep suspicion, not joy at gaining clues but with a profound doubt about what Ruan Qing said.
After all, the clues provided by this person were too crucial and detailed.
Detailed to the point of revealing almost all the main storyline clues of the instance to them, and even providing them with the clue of the surname of the pen spirit.
The question was, when did the main game system become so generous, arranging an NPC who knew so much to help players?
Could it be some kind of trap?
After all, there were quite a few players who died in the instance because they believed false clues provided by NPCs.
Especially the more beautiful the NPC, the more deceptive they tended to be, so one must be cautious.
Ruan Qing knew this would be the result. After all, the last time he said the pen spirit was not from the computer science department, no one believed him.
After experiencing the dungeon instances, players had become somewhat skeptical, always preferring to believe in what they perceived and investigated themselves.
Ruan Qing didn’t care whether they believed him or not and continued, “The summoning game was initially proposed by a student from the same dorm, Qi Yunshen. I also had some suspicions about him, but I have no evidence.”
“But the relationship between Qi Yunshen and Shen Yu’an is unusual. There should be some cooperation and connection between them.”
“Qi Yunshen posted the post on the forum asking about the pen spirit, but the posting time was several years ago, and there was a student named Cheng Mingzhe in it. After answering the correct dormitory number, he was killed by Shen Yu’an.”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips. “I suspect Qi Yunshen deliberately posted to fish, and anyone who knows will be killed.”
Cheng Mingzhe was likely to have died at the hands of Shen Yu’an in this way.
As a remnant of the pen spirit, Shen Yu’an might also be covering up the truth.
But what about Qi Yunshen?
Was he the fourth remnant of the pen spirit?
Could the remnants of the pen spirit really cooperate amicably?
Ruan Qing thought it’s impossible.
Either it’s a calculation or manipulation, just like what Qiao Nuo’s situation.
But Qi Yunshen obviously knew quite a bit. What exactly were he and Shen Yu’an calculating?
For speculations that Ruan Qing himself was not certain about, he chose not to disclose them to avoid misleading others.
The players remained silent, just listening quietly to Ruan Qing. Whether they believed it or not was probably only known to themselves.
Qi Muran, on the other hand, looked thoughtful after listening, “What if the pen spirit gathers its bones and soul?”
What would happen?
The players present didn’t need to think to know that if this NPC named Xia Qing spoke the truth, the dungeon would probably directly enter hell mode.
After all, the pen spirit alone was already so powerful, and if the pen spirit gathered all ‘his’ bones, it would be no less than summoning a demon god in a demon god dungeon.
Players thought of the post that Ruan Qing mentioned; there were players among them who could trace IP addresses.
One player immediately took a computer, checked it, and then, in the sight of other players, nodded solemnly.
Although it’s uncertain if the other clues were true, this one was evidently true.
Qi Yunshen was indeed not a student of this year.
That player also checked Cheng Mingzhe’s information, confirming that he was in a deceased state.
“Oh, by the way.” Ruan Qing took out his phone, opened one of the groups, and handed it over. “I hacked Cheng Mingzhe’s counselor account and can see his class group.”
“Cheng Mingzhe... is online.”
Ruan Qing’s eyelashes trembled slightly. He pursed his lips, speaking softly, “I’m a bit scared, so I haven’t tried to contact him.”
The player closest took the phone, opened the group member list, scrolled down, and indeed saw the glowing name and profile picture.
It looked somewhat eerie and terrifying, making people feel a bit creepy.
After all, this person was clearly already dead.
Players once again exchanged glances. This time it’s not about disbelief but about considering whether to contact this suspicious account.
After all, no one knew whether there was a person or a ghost behind this account.
But evidently, time was running out for them.
The dungeon was about to reach halfway, and the ghost domain time had advanced. Continuing like this seemed dangerous.
The player in the black T-shirt took Ruan Qing’s phone, directly opened the glowing profile picture, and sent a message.
[Counselor: Are you there?]
After this message was sent, the players all stared at the chat box with vigilance, afraid of encountering something terrifying.
The terrifying scene didn’t happen, but after the message was sent, there was an immediate response.
[Cheng Mingzhe: Yes.]
The player in the black T-shirt, upon seeing the situation, immediately typed out a line.
[Counselor: Are you... Cheng Mingzhe himself?]
[Cheng Mingzhe: Guess.]
The player in the black T-shirt hesitated for a moment, his hands frozen. After taking a deep breath, he slowly typed four words.
[Counselor: I guess you are.]
[Cheng Mingzhe: Hehe, you guessed right.]
All the players in the dormitory widened their eyes, looking around with fear on their faces.
Because this message didn’t come from their phones; it directly echoed in their dormitory room.
The voice sounded ethereal and terrifying, carrying a chilling and resentful tone, sending shivers down their spines.
Cheng Mingzhe was right there with them!
