Strange Rules of the Game: Starting with Playing Little Grey Wolf!

The moment Su Mu stepped through the gates of the sheep village, he felt a distinct chill penetrate his fur and reach his very bones.

If Wolfsburg evokes a gloomy, oppressive Gothic horror, then Sheep Village feels like a cold, meticulously crafted, and utterly impersonal cyberpunk wasteland.

There is no lush green grass here, no laughter and joy.

The ground was completely paved with black asphalt, and the streetlights on both sides were stark white LED tubes that emitted a buzzing electrical sound.

All the buildings were square metal boxes with no windows, only cold ventilation ducts spewing out exhaust fumes.

Su Mu followed closely behind happy Yangyang, curiously looking around.

"This place is not quite what I imagined."

Su Mu muttered to himself.

Pleasant Goat walked ahead without turning his head, his voice coming indifferently:

"Doesn't it feel like something's missing? Like those silly slides and swings, and those fat sheep that just grin all day?"

"Those are all garbage from the old era."

Pleasant Goat pushed up his glasses

"Ever since Chief Slow Sheep took over the sheep village, we've come to understand one thing—in this dog-eat-dog world, only technology and absolute rationality can ensure survival."

"The current Sheep Village is a fortress, an arsenal, and also... a huge laboratory."

Su Mu was secretly alarmed upon hearing this.

This setting change is... thorough enough.

What was initially thought to be a simple story of wolves eating sheep now appears to be a hundred times more dangerous than the wolf's den.

The two walked through a metal plaza and arrived in front of a huge domed building.

A crooked sign hangs above the building: [Big Sheep Elite School].

But the word "elite" looks like it was written in blood.

"arrive."

Pleasant Goat stopped in his tracks

"Go in. The first class is about to start. As a transfer student, I suggest you keep a low profile. The teachers here... aren't very good-tempered."

"Thank you, brother!"

Su Mu bowed obediently, then pushed open the heavy door and went inside.

The scene behind the door once again shattered Su Mu's worldview.

This is a lecture hall.

The platform was very high, and standing on it was... or rather, a huge pink creature.

That's Warm Sheep.

But it wasn't the kind and honest class monitor, Warm Sheep; instead, it was a monster as large as a mountain of flesh, with various metal patches sewn onto its body, and holding a giant ruler in its hand.

Dozens of "students" sat below the podium.

Most of them are mechanical sheep with blank stares and electrodes inserted into their heads.

But in a corner of the classroom, Su Mu spotted several familiar figures.

Those were several humans.

There were about five or six of them, dressed in clothes from different countries, huddled nervously in a corner, holding pens and frantically writing something on paper.

They're still alive? And they even managed to infiltrate the school?

Upon closer inspection, Su Mu recognized one of them.

It's that sidekick who always followed the American player around, I think he's a Canadian player, his name is something like Tom.

Tom had lost a lot of weight, his left hand was gone, his sleeve was empty, and his face was covered in bruises.

But he continued to frantically take notes, as if it were his only lifeline.

[Five survivors detected.]

[Side quest triggered: The School Bullying (crossed out) Elimination Plan.]

[Mission Description: As the young master of Wolfsburg, how can you tolerate food sitting in the classroom learning? Use your "student" identity to make these outsiders understand that the school is not a refuge, but a slaughterhouse.]

Su Mu's lips curled up slightly.

This mission couldn't have come at the right time.

"Report!"

Su Mu stood at the door and shouted loudly.

This shout drew everyone's attention in the classroom.

The mountain of fleshy sheep on the platform turned around, its eyes, squeezed into slits by its fat, fixed on Su Mu, and uttered a deep, thunderous voice:

"Who are you? Don't you know you should announce your arrival if you're late?"

"Teacher! I called out!"

Su Mu, carrying his little schoolbag, skipped and hopped onto the podium, completely ignoring the blood-stained ruler.

"I'm Little Grey, the new transfer student! This is my admission notice from Brother Pleasant Goat!"

Warm Sheep took the electronic card and glanced at it, her expression softening slightly.

"Since you were recommended by Pleasant Goat... let's find a seat."

Warm Sheep pointed to the empty seats at the back of the classroom.

"Remember, there are only two rules in my class: first, no sleeping; second, no whispering. Otherwise..."

She suddenly swung the ruler in her hand and slammed it hard onto the podium.

"Bang!"

The hard metal podium was smashed, leaving a deep crater.

"This is what happens!"

The human contestants huddled in the corner trembled with fear and lowered their heads even further.

Su Mu nodded obediently, "Yes, teacher!"

Then, carrying his schoolbag, he walked straight toward the survivors.

When the contestants saw a wolf approaching, their faces turned pale, and some even started groping for weapons under the table.

Although this wolf looks small and is carrying a pink backpack, in this eerie dungeon, the more unusual something is, the more dangerous it is!

Su Mu walked to the empty seat next to the Canadian player Tom, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Then, he turned his head and gave Tom a bright smile.

"Big brother, where did your hand go?"

Su Mu asked innocently, "Was it because I was disobedient that the teacher ate me?"

Tom trembled, staring in terror at the little wolf who had suddenly spoken, and stammered:

"No...no...it was yesterday...at the door...that it got caught in my hand..."

"Oh, so it was snapped in half."

Su Mu nodded thoughtfully, then took out the half-eaten compressed biscuit from his backpack, broke it in half, and handed it to Tom:

"Big brother, you look so hungry. Here, have some."

Tom was stunned.

He was truly starving. He hadn't eaten a single grain of rice since yesterday, and now he had to endure mental torture in this horrific school. Looking at the biscuit, his throat bobbed wildly.

"Really...really for me?" Tom couldn't believe it.

"Of course! Mom says good things should be shared with friends!" Su Mu smiled like an angel.

Tom was so moved he almost cried. This little wolf…could it be a good wolf?

He took the biscuit with trembling hands, just about to put it in his mouth.

Just then.

"Snapped!"

A loud bang.

A piece of chalk flew over like a bullet and hit Tom's hand precisely.

The force of the impact made Tom's hand swell and turn red, and the biscuit fell to the ground.

"Who gave you permission to eat in class?!"

Warm Sheep roared from the podium, its massive body moving toward them, the ground trembling with every step.

"Violating classroom rules! Points deducted! Points deducted mean punishment!"