The young man was stunned.

"Besides, the captain is so stupid." Su Mingan commented: "If he had learned to communicate properly with the mermaid princess, this kind of thing would never have happened."

The young man's eyes, which originally showed some anticipation, turned dim at this moment.

"...That's it?" he asked.

"Do you have any other thoughts?" Su Mingan asked doubtfully.

"Where are the crew, where is the king, and those people who were deceived? Don't you have any other ideas?" the young man asked.

He clearly said that he was just "entrusted" to tell the story, but he was actually a little excited at this time, as if he was eager for an answer.

"Except for the crew members who deliberately wanted to cover up history, everyone else is right." Su Mingan said: "Is it wrong for the king who gives the people jewelry to make people happy and stable? No. Is it wrong for the people who live and work in peace and contentment without knowing anything?

?No. What did they do wrong? They were just doing things according to their responsibilities. This deal was agreed to by the captain himself, and he should have thought of the consequences."

"Of course." Su Mingan added: "The crew members who deliberately concealed the cause of the captain's death are evil people. But other than that, I don't have any other ideas."

The young man stood there, the cigarette ashes in his hand scattered, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.

"It's an uninteresting story. I regret wasting a minute here." Su Mingan said, "You can convey my point of view to that Burris, and I'll go to bed first."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked downstairs without looking back.

No sound came from behind.

He walked all the way down the stairs, and then arrived in front of his room.

He opened the door, closed it, took off his white coat, and climbed into bed.

The san value in the upper left corner is now 60 points.

Nocturnal activity seems to slowly and continuously reduce this value.

He arranged a prop, a trap circle, beside his bed. This thing would automatically alert to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him in the middle of the night.

However, as long as the other party has not mastered a skill similar to silent unlocking, few people can break in as suddenly as he did, at least with a sound.

His sleep has always been very shallow, and he is easily awakened by any disturbance. Now that his sanity level is not high, he may wake up at any time.

He could vaguely hear someone whispering, and someone calling his name lightly. He could even hear the laughter of children, as if they were leaning against his pillow and blowing into his ears.

He expected that he might not be able to sleep, so he just lay flat on the bed, maintaining a still posture and not paying attention to the strange sounds.

After switching to the shadow state and having a high energy level, the voice faded away little by little as his mind calmed down.

The clock on the wall, the hands are ticking.

He fell into a light sleep.

…

[The next day·Daytime]

【The night time has passed and it is now six o'clock in the morning.】

[Students please leave the room and go to the third floor to gather.]

The call from the loudspeaker easily woke him up from his light sleep.

And as he stood up and opened the door, Mo Yan's familiar face also appeared at the door.

"Brother, good morning."

Mo Yan's voice sounded heavy, and his face didn't look good. Compared to yesterday, there was an extremely obvious layer of gray under his eyes.

...It seems that I didn’t sleep well all night.

Su Ming'an and he walked to the big classroom according to the prompts from the loudspeaker, and found seat No. 30 and sat down in the eyes of others who were wary of madmen.

When he passed the impostor, the impostor shrank obviously, as if he was very afraid of approaching him.

At this time, there were twenty-four people in the classroom.

Su Ming'an counted and found that No. 4, No. 6, No. 9, and No. 21 were not there at this time. In addition to the two he killed last night, there should be one who was executed by Ryan... and the remaining few,

It probably hasn't arrived in time yet.

He paid attention to the location of Dongxue No. 29, and saw a girl wearing a hospital gown with dull eyes. She was sitting quietly on her seat. Her appearance was exactly the same as at night, but her temperament was completely different.

He suddenly heard people whispering from the right.

"That number 30... is the doctor."

"I heard it last night. He and No. 3 were in the same group. They were still communicating in the corridor."

"Should I go to the teacher and report them? It seems that if you report them, you can become an excellent student."

"No way...only if the doctor actively neglects his duty can the report be successful."

"How about giving it a try, what if No. 30 is judged to be derelict in his duties...?"

Since Su Ming'an was currently in shadow mode, his high energy level made it easy for him to hear people's loud conspiracies.

He stretched out his hand and pulled open the file that had just been put into the clue column, without any concealment in his movements.

Now that your identity has been exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore.

He needs to know who will be executed on the second night.

The blue panel unfolded in front of him. When he raised his head, he saw the figure of the black-haired girl who had just entered the classroom passing in front of him.

When she noticed his gaze, Lin Jiang visibly shrank, like a mouse seeing a cat. She deliberately avoided other people, lowered her head, afraid of the glare, and then got into her seat.

...This is very different from the crazy skinned girl in the fourth world.

He waited for the handwriting to slowly emerge, and then clearly saw a line of bold font on it:

[Student No. 12·Lin Jiang]

【The charge is vanity.】

……vanity?

Su Mingan looked at this line of words and was stunned for a while.

He didn't expect that the person he was going to judge tonight would actually be Lin Jiang.

He also didn't expect that the word "vanity" would appear on her body.

This girl from the Dragon Kingdom looks timid, timid and introverted. She has thick bangs, unremarkable appearance and ordinary clothes. She looks like Cinderella on the stage. There is no way to associate her with the word "vanity".

He continued to look down and saw the sentences gradually emerging:

[Lin Jiang, a girl from an ordinary family who was born in the Dragon Kingdom, is really nineteen years old. She was just a freshman before the start of the World Game.]

[Her mother once told her: "We are noble enough."]

【"Money cannot measure us, we are more beautiful and valuable than anyone else."】

【That's what she originally thought.】

【until……】

"Bang!"

He looked up and saw a man in a white coat slowly walking in.

...The teacher is here today.

He closed the interface and looked at the people on the stage warily.

Today's teacher has soft flaxen hair, neatly draped on the back of his head. His appearance combines the softness of Asia with the depth of Europe. His pair of blue eyes are easily reminiscent of the beautiful blue sea and sky.

There was a smile on her lips, and her white hands held a stack of wooden discs with several sealed jars on them.

She placed the wooden plate on the podium, turned around, and faced the twenty-six students who were watching her, with a smile as gentle as a clear water lily on her face.

"Hello, students, I am the teacher for the second day. You can call me Flax, Teacher Flax." She said softly, her voice flowing like clear water.

Listening to her voice makes people feel at peace in the soul. She seems to be born to sing lullabies, and her voice has a beautiful forest flavor.

...Not at all as weird as Xia Luoyang's posture yesterday.

"I will teach you today." She said, took out a stack of papers from the bottom of the disk, and distributed them to the students one by one.

Su Mingan took the paper and saw the smile on her lips.

He looked at the words above.

[History of Development of White Sand Paradise]

"..."

He read the contents on the paper carefully, and found that they were mostly eulogies. It said that Baisha Paradise, as a place of [correction], accommodated many children who were not tolerated, and the teachers here were like their mothers.

, lovingly helping them become "normal" little by little.

After becoming "normal", they successfully stepped out of here and became successful people. And those who were rated as "outstanding students" have made great achievements.

He looked at his sanity score.

After a night's rest, his sanity level has returned to 65, but now he still doesn't feel blocked when reading this kind of text.
To be continued...