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Has Hu Chensan been to this instance?

After a brief moment of excitement, Bai Miao realized it might not necessarily be heading towards the sun; this thing's origins are quite diverse, it's probably part of a series of dungeons...

But why is the source of the Zero Hour Lock limited to flying towards the sun? Could it be that the ways to obtain Aleph-level items are very limited?

Judging from this item, the "Flying Towards the Sun" instance is most likely a futuristic technology-themed dungeon.

I don't know if these things I have are even useful.

"Please contact me if you have any information about these copies."

Bai Miao listed all the copies above 3.14MHz and posted them on the chat square.

A group of people searching is always faster than one person searching alone.

Bai Miao's words immediately received a response from many people.

There's a vague feeling that Bai Miao is the one who's being used as a thigh.

The little witch naturally wouldn't miss such an opportunity and frantically sent private messages to Bai Miao.

"The 'Flying Towards the Sun' instance is actually the same as 'Flying Towards the Sun.' You might be surprised that 'Flying Towards the Sun' could be this instance, but that's the truth. I was also very surprised."

"Are you trying to get my attention, huh?"

Bai Miao almost laughed out of anger.

"I'm just afraid you'll forget about me. You've already gotten involved with Gao Qiangsheng and the government, so naturally someone like me, who's just knocking on the door from the bottom, has to cling to your coattails."

Bai Miao did not reply.

When I arrived at school, the first class was almost over. Fortunately, the first class was taught by the homeroom teacher, who was also the Chinese teacher. She saw Bai Miao sneaking in through the back door and sitting in the corner seat, but she didn't say anything.

I just called Bai Miao to my office when get out of class ended.

"I overslept this morning, sorry, Teacher Li."

Bai Miao presented the reason he had prepared.

"Are you still feeling unwell?" Teacher Li asked.

"Kind of."

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, so getting some more sleep won't hurt." Teacher Li waved her hand, indicating that Bai Miao shouldn't take it to heart. "I called you here for something else. Isn't the 100-day countdown to the oath-taking ceremony coming up soon? I'd like you to be our representative and stand up there to take the oath."

"Me? Do I deserve it? I'm not number one."

Bai Miao thought that although he could get more than 440 points in Chinese, Mathematics and English combined, he would only get about 250 points in Physics, Chemistry and Politics combined.

The total score is still less than 700.

There are monsters in the school who can score over 710 points.

Unfortunately, Bai Miao only obtained his Level 2 math certificate after entering his senior year of high school; otherwise, he felt he could have pursued a direct admission to university through math competitions.

Now the only option is to try and get into those two schools.

"What's this about being worthy or not? Everyone knows that your elective in politics is dragging you down. If you make good use of your time to memorize the material a few more times, your grades can improve. But getting a perfect score in math every time isn't something everyone can do, and you know how difficult it is to improve your math score in the last hundred days."

"By the way, the school will award student representatives a 5,000 yuan bonus as an encouragement, which is also to set an example for the students below."

"That's great, I'll do it!"

Upon hearing that there was money to be made, Bai Miao immediately agreed.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Guilt in My Heart

After Bai Miao agreed, Teacher Li chatted with him for a while, mainly asking how he was doing and if he needed any help in his daily life.

Back in the classroom, Zhao Wanyang couldn't wait to come over, her eyes full of schadenfreude.

"You got scolded? Tell me how they scolded you?"

"You might not believe it, but Teacher Li plans to have me represent the team at the 100-day countdown rally."

"you?"

Zhao Wanyang couldn't believe it: "But aren't you third in the whole school? Didn't the two above you have any objections?"

Bai Miao shrugged: "Then that has nothing to do with me."

Senior year of high school goes by quickly. Following the teacher's review of knowledge points and practice questions, another day has passed.

Before Bai Miao got home from school, he saw a police car parked downstairs at his apartment building, with a long police cordon set up.

"Hello, are you a resident of this building?"

A police officer walked over.

"Yes, this is me. What happened?"

"Here's the thing, we received a report that there are fire hazards in this community, and we are currently doing our best to investigate. Please do not go home until the investigation is completed."

Bai Miao glanced around: "Where are the other residents? Where did they all go?"

“We are contacting nearby hotels, and if the problem cannot be resolved tonight, we will arrange accommodation for you. Right now, we can send a car to take you wherever you want to go.”

Could it be that they came for Hu Chen's family?

Are you worried that he might have left something dangerous at home?

Bai Miao looked up at the apartment building. Several people in dark black uniforms were running around in the corridor.

"Can I get in the car and sit for a while?"

"can."

Bai Miao was seated in the back of a police car.

After settling down, Bai Miao took out a political science book and began to read it.

The policeman in the driver's seat turned his head and asked, "Young man, what grade are you in this year?"

"Senior year of high school."

"I'm so sorry to have kept you from going home to study, but we've also received a very urgent task that requires us to help maintain order."

"I've been living here peacefully, why are they suddenly doing a fire hazard cleanup? What's there to report about a place like this?"

Bai Miao feigned frustration and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

"What would you like to eat? I'll have someone go and buy it for you."

"Forget it, just hurry up and finish your inspection. So you don't know who reported it? Could it be that someone wants to forcibly demolish our building and is deliberately pulling these kinds of tricks?"

The police officer was both amused and exasperated by Bai Miao's endless conspiracy theories, wondering where these high school students got all this nonsense from.

"No, no, you're overthinking it. Who would dare to carry out a forced demolition these days?"

After Bai Miao sat in the car for a while, the other door opened and another student got in.

Hu Mu Yao.

When Hu Muyao saw Bai Miao inside the car, he subconsciously moved closer to the window and shrank his neck.

"Hello, we meet again."

Bai Miao spoke up first, causing the police officer in the front row who was about to speak to swallow his words.

These two students know each other? That seems interesting.

Hu Muyao nodded slightly: "Hello."

Well, he's a quiet type.

However, at this moment, a sense of guilt flashed through Bai Miao's mind.

I just killed her dad this morning...

The madman and the quiet girl in front of him showed absolutely no father-daughter relationship, and Bai Miao almost didn't realize it.

But no matter what, that person was still her father.

Even if Bai Miao knew that he had done nothing wrong, Hu Chensan still had to die.

When the old man decided to tell her where Hu Chensan was, was he also prepared to accept the news of his son's death?

Bai Miao felt his heart was in turmoil.

Did it take you a few days in Abyss Street to stop yourself from feeling uncomfortable immediately?

Bai Miao opened the car door and leaned against it, noticing that his hands were trembling slightly.

"Are you okay?"

Hu Muyao moved to the window next to Bai Miao, rolled down the window, and asked softly, "I don't hate you... I'm sorry."

"It's not your problem, I just feel a bit stuffy in the car..."

"Oh……"

After hearing this, Hu Muyao planned to roll up the car window again.

"Judging from your school uniform, you're from the same school as me. I'm Bai Miao from Class 2 of Senior 3. What about you?"

"Hu Muyao, Class 6, Grade 12".

Suddenly, Hu Muyao seemed to remember something: "Bai Miao? Is that the Bai Miao who always gets full marks in math?"

Almost everyone in the senior year of Jiangcheng No. 2 High School knows Bai Miao's extraordinary talent in mathematics.

The only pity is that Bai Miao's mathematical talent only emerged in his senior year of high school; otherwise, the math competition teacher would definitely have forced Bai Miao to participate in the competition exam.

"it's me."

Bai Miao readily admitted it.

"Oh……"

Hu Muyao stared at the boy outside the car with his mouth agape.

For her, who only averaged around 100 in math, someone who could get a perfect score every time seemed inhuman.

She really wanted to ask Bai Miao how to study math so that she could improve her grades in the last hundred days or so.

But in the end, she shrank back, curled up in a corner, and started memorizing her English.