How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

To insure against impending tragedy.

"Come sit here. So, what's wrong with you?"

The health teacher has a gentle tone and her long brown hair with bangs is tied into a beautiful ponytail.

This is what the so-called angels in white should look like.

But what Hillock has to do is to tear off her angel mask.

Shilok responded with a smile and looked around.

Kara.

Then lock the door behind you.

"that..."

The teacher's hand quietly reached into his pocket.

"Please don't send messages with that keypad phone, Teacher Belen Gwena."

The atmosphere around Beren changed. Her eyes became deep and dangerous. She was no longer an angel with a holy halo, but to Shilok, she was just a vicious wild cat.

"...How did you know that name, and who are you?"

Beren stared at Shilok's every move, but Shilok just opened his hands and raised them high.

"Shilok Dasvi, first-year student in Class F, student number AC2021086.

Mr. Belen, I want to buy something from you."

"If you want to buy cefuroxime, I don't have any in stock."

Shilok shook his head: "What I want is the item in the secret compartment on the third row of the shelf behind you, the X21 shield."

An item in the game that seems expensive to players in the early stages of the game. Its effect is to perfectly offset physical damage once, after which the item will become useless.

The plan is simple and uncomplicated. It is to buy a prop of this kind. If the protagonist is able to turn the tide in the tragic conflict later, this prop will not be useful.

"you..."

Beren's pupils contracted, and although he looked fine on the surface, beads of sweat oozed out of his back.

She exhaled lightly, calmed down, and said, "600R."

So expensive!

R is the currency unit of this world, similar to RMB.

Hillock's savings are not enough.

Fortunately, this was also expected.

Belén continued unhappily, "I won't accept any bargaining or threats. It's up to you whether you want it or not."

Oops, she misunderstood.

"300R, with information included."

"...I told you I don't accept bargaining."

"Take a look. If you can accept it, sell it. If you can't accept it, I will leave." Shilok pretended to type on the note on his mobile phone and handed it to Beren.

"..."

Belen hesitated, but still took the phone, and then his face turned livid.

"Why..." Beren's white hands lost their color.

"John Wilson, Carl Rosen, Alvin Callum, Gary Black, I won't mention the rest."

When saying this, Shilok's eyes were calm, but he did not like this feeling.

These are the names of the owners.

They are all people who have had things stolen from them by Beren.

The cell phone recorded the names of all the people and the time of the theft, with every detail, almost reconstructing the reasons why Belén was in contact with the phone as if he had seen it on the spot.

In the game, Belen is a merchant in the Novice Village, and she suffers from kleptomania.

She feels a sense of accomplishment when she only steals items from evildoers.

She will also process the items she gets, without worrying about the owner finding them. That’s how she gets the “goods” she has.

What a good girl (fog)

Beren thinks that Shilok's behavior now is: You don't want others to find out that you stole something.

No, no, no, I don't mean anything else. If there really is a 600R, I will also pay for it! I can't tell her "Sister, lend me a prop, otherwise my childhood sweetheart will be raped in a while"

"You even know that the underwear I wore that day was black?!"

"I'm just guessing, and you can take it as my making it up. Maybe I don't have any evidence, and the records are nonsense."

Shilok knew that he was just bluffing, and now it depended on whether Beren would accept it.

Beren stared at Shilok, lowered his head and seemed to be thinking whether he should believe the nonsense of the strange new student in front of him.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at this time in the health room, even the sound of a pin drop could be heard clearly.

If Beren is unwilling to help, Shilok can only use plan B and give false testimony to frame the gangsters and send them to the police station. Anyway, a head-on fight is impossible, and his slender body with shoulders narrower than a woman's might be broken in half by the other side.

Finally, Beren threw the phone to Shilok.

Go to the cabinet at the back and take out the silver card-shaped prop X21.

Sorry, Belén!

And thank you! You are such a good person!

With a sigh of relief, Shilok also scanned the code and paid 300R, and the food expenses also reached a three-digit number just over 1.

In the original storyline, the protagonist was injured after fighting with the C-class thugs. He came to the infirmary, and seeing that he was seriously injured, the game owner sold him a special recovery item. After that, he could get 2 bottles of free recovery medicine every day. The protagonist learned that Beren was a thief, and it was also the middle of the game.

To put it bluntly, she doesn't actually sell "goods" at all, she just collects them for fun.

Hillock forcibly obtained the item by losing favor. He really liked Beren and liked the way she looked in a white coat... I guess he won't be able to get free recovery medicine in the future.

Xiluo took the silver card, and Beren suddenly asked: "Is there anything else you want?"

"No, this is enough."

"...Strange guy. You know my background, and you only want this kind of cheap stuff?"

It was natural for Beren to feel strange. Since the other party had enough evidence against him, how could the request be so simple?

I thought there would be more excessive demands, but surprisingly there weren't.

"I don't want to do it if I can, but time is really urgent."

"...I don't accept credit. Let me make it clear, I will only sell to you this time, and I don't want to have any other dealings with you in the future."

"no problem."

Xiluo replied with a smile, while Beren crossed his arms and said in disdain: "You'd better keep your word. If you dare to threaten me, I won't let you have it easy..."

"Add me on LINE, I'll transfer the remaining 300R to you in a few days."

"...Didn't you hear what I just said? I don't want to have any further contact with you."

“Then you don’t want it, 300R.

If I go to the dungeon, I may not come here for a long time. Explorers can die at any time, you know that. "

Beren showed a hint of anger. "It's you...! Never mind."

Shilok and Beren added each other on LINE.

"Pay it back by next Friday. If you don't pay, I'll charge you 3R interest per hour."

"Okay. Goodbye, Mr. Belen."

"You have to call me Teacher Gvina and stop calling me Belen. My name now is Katie Gvina."

"Such a cute name, I like it very much. Can I call you that in private?"

"Not even in private! You're not my boyfriend, and I don't know you well."

Shilok waved his hand with a smile and left the infirmary.

"Don't come here again."

Beren complained unhappily and took out a card from his pocket.

It has Shilok's photo and name printed on it. This is his student ID card.

"Why do you look so decadent?"

This bastard who threatened me.

Wait a moment...

"I sold it to him at half the price, and he even added me on LINE. I guess I'm at a greater disadvantage?!"

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Jingle bell bell~

The cathartic noise of the bell for the end of get out of class echoed throughout the campus, and students began to move around, especially in the first-year classrooms. Not only were they busy with new interpersonal relationships, but they were also curious about everything on this campus.

As Shilok moved through the crowd, he felt around to see if anything was missing.

"My student ID card is missing. This is a light price to pay."

If you don't follow the normal process in the game, something will be taken away randomly when you go to Beren.

Although the process was not smooth, at least I got the props.

Shilok walked to the door of the teacher's office and pretended to look at the scenery.

"Alas, I still have to pay back the money. My eyes are filled with tears..."

When he thought about the money he still owed her, Shilok felt a little sad. If possible, he would rather others owe him money.

Thinking that there was nothing to gain, Shilok waited, and all that was left was to hand over the props to the protagonist.

After waiting for a while, a blue-haired young man in the crowd appeared in Shilok's sight. Accompanying the blue-haired young man was Priss, the head teacher of Class F, who looked tired.

That's him.

Seeing the characters he had been with day and night, Shilok felt moved.

The blue-haired young man is the protagonist - Cass Benol.

3. Sharp comments from childhood friends

"Hey, Brid, is he really your childhood sweetheart? That feels weird."

Time between classes.

The girl with pink hair talks to Brid.

Using "so strange" instead of "so funny", is this her gentleness?

Brid thought so and responded with a wry smile: "It just so happens that my parents know each other. We are neighbors in the same block. The school happens to be close, so we go to school together. We often played together in elementary school. After graduating from junior high school, we didn't keep in touch much. That's all."

"Is he like this all the time? This is the first time I've seen a high school student say loudly and confidently that he's going to the bathroom. I haven't seen anyone like that in elementary school."

Brid was embarrassed and had a black face. She bumped into Shilok on her way back to the classroom after helping the teacher organize materials. It would have been fine if the other party had no expression on his face. Now she heard from her friends that Shilok shouted that he wanted to go to the toilet during class...

That's really not like him.

It doesn't fit the impression of Brid's childhood sweetheart.

Thinking about this, Brid's eyes unconsciously fell on Korsi's incredibly lethal weapon. The uniform could not reduce its presence in the slightest.

Two big round peaches, they must feel softer and more fragrant than marshmallows. Ah... in comparison, mine look so ordinary.

It's okay. If it's too big, it will affect your sword swing, your shoulders will get sore after a while, and it will also distract your center of gravity when you move at high speed...

"Um...? What's wrong? You look horrible."

"No, nothing."

How can I look at my friends in this way? I need to practice my swordsmanship more...