Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 51 Part 4

She almost got carried away… Although she didn’t know where she would have been led, undoubtedly, she had nearly fallen for it just now.

The controller of this domain is most likely chaotic—Xu Turan made a judgment in her heart. Like Ghost House No. 71, the other party belonged to high-level chaos, capable of affecting her consciousness. And its purpose in confusing her, from what she could see now, seemed to be to make her enroll…

To be honest, Xu Turan wasn’t very resistant to this. In fact, she was quite willing.

The problem was, this name…

Xu Turan looked at the still blank name field, lowering her eyes thoughtfully.

At this point, she had just written a stroke in the name field. Xu Turan thought for a moment, raised her pen to erase it, but was stopped by the teacher.

“No erasing,” he said coldly, “Continue.”

Xu Turan: “…”

“This is for making a student ID, right?” She pointed at the ID card, probing, “How strange, you have my photo, but don’t know my name?”

The teacher didn’t answer this question, only urged: “Fill it in quickly.”

Xu Turan’s eyes moved, pushing the ID card aside, intending to fill in other contents of the enrollment form first. But the teacher put the ID card back again, emphasizing with a cold face: “Fill in the name first. The name is very important.”

…So, why is it important?

Xu Turan scrutinizingly looked at the obviously not-human teacher opposite her, carefully asking the question. This time the teacher didn’t play dead.

“Teachers need to call the roll,” he said coldly, “Write quickly.”

Teachers. Roll call.

Xu Turan quickly pondered the connection between these. The current situation was very clear, this “school” didn’t know her name, but it needed a name for the teachers to call roll—in other words, the act of calling roll was beneficial to “it”.

So the question is, what happens when one’s name is “called”? And…

Is it necessary to write the real name in this place?

Xu Turan thought for a few seconds, glanced at the teacher opposite, and raised her pen again, continuing to write following the stroke she had written before.

“Wait, remember—never write your real name!”

Inside the Aspiring Study Building, the muscular man wearing a plaid skirt was leading Yang Buqi and the other two to the registration office while whispering: “Also, if it’s a fake name, it’s best to choose one that’s as cringy as possible. The cringier the better.”

Yang Buqi: “…?”

“Why?” He didn’t quite understand.

“Because ‘it’ doesn’t like cringy names,” the man said seriously, “Now all the teachers are attendants from ‘its’ side. It can exercise the right to ‘call roll’ through these attendants. As students, once your name is called, the risk of something happening increases…”

“Wait,” Yang Buqi paused, stopping in his tracks, “Are there no more of your people among the teachers?”

He had reviewed relevant documents earlier in the day. The documents clearly stated that in order to counterbalance “it”, the resident ability users in the domain often needed to seize advantageous positions in the “campus” system, including but not limited to various subject teachers, homeroom teachers, school doctors, security guards, etc…

“I told you, there was a change here two months ago,” the man clicked his tongue, “The situation was very complicated at that time. The Thinking Study Building fell, and the remaining ability users could only hurriedly try to send out some ordinary students who had accidentally entered, taking risks. But this move instead gave ‘it’ an opportunity, it took advantage of the chaos to mix up the rules, bringing us an even bigger blow…”

All ability users’ identities were stripped away, and everyone was uniformly downgraded to “students”. At most, they could be class committee members, but the “rights” in their hands were obviously greatly weakened.

“Under the current rules, there’s very little students can do. Before helping others, one must first consider self-preservation,” the man said in a low voice, “Choosing a cringy name is one of the most basic self-preservation methods.”

It doesn’t like “cringy” things. Although they couldn’t figure out its true definition of “cringe” for the time being, it seems that choosing a name that’s cringy in the general sense can indeed effectively reduce the probability of being “called”.

Yang Buqi listened with a subtle expression, couldn’t help but look at the man’s name tag—now he understood why the name on the man’s student ID read “Chen Dazhuang”.

“Cringy?” Qu Mian listened with seeming understanding, scratching his head, “Hmm, so we need to choose another name… eh, seems quite troublesome…”

He looked at Yang Buqi, saying in a confused manner: “Yang Yuan, you have it easy.”

“?” Yang Buqi was worrying about Xu Turan’s situation, and was startled when he heard this, “What?”

“You can just use that fake name directly,” Qu Mian said, “I heard that girl call you, what was it, Yang Buqi, right? You don’t even need to change it, so convenient.”

Yang Buqi: “…”

You might not believe it, but that’s actually my main account.

He looked at Qu Mian with a complex mood, thought for a moment, and pulled the man aside.

“Excuse me, can we use rule paper to communicate between the Thinking Study Building and the Aspiring Study Building?” he said in a low voice, “I brought a piece with me. If possible, I’d like to use the rule paper to contact my companion, at least to tell her this information…”

Because he didn’t know if bringing his own rule paper would affect the operation of existing rules, Yang Buqi asked this question very cautiously. The man looked at him and shook his head with a frown.

“We have rule paper too. But since that change, we can’t use this thing to communicate between the Aspiring Study Building and the Thinking Study Building anymore.”

As he spoke, he took out a booklet from his bosom, talking while flipping it open:

“The only thing that can glimpse the situation on the other side is this student roster. As long as new students enroll, regardless of which building they register in, it will show up here. Let me help you check first, hopefully she wasn’t foolish enough to write her real name…?”

His gaze swept over the last page of the booklet, paused, and his expression immediately became complex.

First bewilderment and surprise, then serious contemplation, followed by a kind of admiration mixed with astonishment.

“Your friend seems to have enrolled on the other side,” he looked deeply at Yang Buqi, but his second sentence seemed somewhat disconnected, “This girl is a talent.”

Yang Buqi: …?!

Although the other party was praising, a familiar ominous premonition rose in his heart. He took the booklet from the other’s hand, quickly scanned it, and went directly to the last line of the roster, which clearly wrote:

【Enrollment Time: August 17, xx year】

【Enrollment Location: Golden Tree Girls’ Noble Academy Thinking Study Building】

【Enrollee Name: Daddy】