Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 53 Part 2

She couldn’t help but try to get up again, and the person below seemed to see through her thoughts and spoke again: “Don’t worry about me, just lie down, I just scraped some skin, I’ve already taken medicine.”

…Why take oral medicine for a skin scrape? For inflammation?

Question marks floated in Fang Xing’s mind, and before she could investigate further, the person below had already carefully climbed up the bed ladder.

“Alright, it’s fine now, go to sleep. Tomorrow is another day.” Xu Turan’s voice sounded in the room again. Fang Xing looked towards her and saw that she was standing on the bed ladder, her posture normal, her back straight, as if there really wasn’t any problem.

Tomorrow.

The word that once filled Fang Xing with terror suddenly seemed lighter at this moment. She looked at the figure lying down on the opposite bed, took a deep breath, and finally forced herself to close her eyes.

Fang Xing hadn’t slept this relaxed in a long time.

Although she didn’t manage to sleep for long—her new roommate had moved in at two or three in the morning, and the dormitory’s early wake-up bell would ring at 6:30 am.

She got up from bed immediately, skillfully tidying up and washing, while also waking up her new roommate who was still sleeping. As the floor manager, she went out to knock on all the nearby dormitory doors, but when she came back, she saw Xu Turan still sitting on the bed, staring blankly at her white shirt.

“Get up quickly, we need to go to the cafeteria!” Fang Xing hurriedly urged, “Is something wrong with your clothes?”

“It’s precisely because nothing’s wrong that I’m puzzled,” Xu Turan mumbled, “To be honest, I accidentally got it dirty last night, and I was thinking whether I should go and get another set today…”

Change it just because it got dirty? How dirty did you make it… Fang Xing thought absent-mindedly, and casually explained: “Don’t worry about the clothes. They refresh themselves every morning. You just need to remember not to forget your name tag.”

Xu Turan made a vague sound of acknowledgment and finally got out of bed. Fang Xing seized the time to run to the other end of the corridor to knock on the doors of the few dormitories there. As she approached the stairwell, a dark red smear suddenly caught her attention.

The red was smeared on the wall, dragging out a long mark. It finally disappeared at the door of the adjacent bathroom. It looked like a blood stain that someone had brushed against. Fang Xing paused, hesitated for a moment, carefully approached, peeked in, and suddenly lost her voice.

She saw a long trail of blood stains extending from the second floor to the first floor stairs. At the bottom of the first floor stairs, a large patch was stained.

“…”

Fang Xing was silent for a moment, quietly withdrew her head, went to the adjacent bathroom to get a wet mop and frantically mopped, trying to make the whole scene less frightening. Then she nonchalantly knocked on each of the nearby dormitory doors one by one, and returned to Room 205.

In the room, Xu Turan had just finished tidying herself up and was organizing her backpack at the desk. Fang Xing watched her profile, hesitated for a moment, and carefully opened her mouth: “Um, Xiao Xu.”

Xu Turan: “?”

“You said you scraped your skin last night,” Fang Xing said carefully. “Where did you scrape it?”

“My arm,” Xu Turan said without raising her head. “Don’t worry, it’s fine now.”

Fang Xing: “…Are you sure it’s not serious?”

Xu Turan’s movements paused slightly, she thought for a moment, turned her head, and said sincerely: “To be honest, it was actually quite serious.”

Fang Xing: “…”

“But I’m really fine now,” Xu Turan emphasized again. “And, I can responsibly tell you that although I did have a bit of a mishap last night, the person who suffered the most definitely wasn’t me.”

Fang Xing: “…?”

“Huh?” Her brain turned for half a day, but she couldn’t keep up with Xu Turan’s words. “Is this… important?”

“Of course it’s important,” Xu Turan said with conviction. “If suffering is inevitable, then making your opponent suffer more is a kind of victory.”

Fang Xing: “…”

No, wait, what opponent? Who’s your opponent? You’re not talking about that thing that knocked on the door last night, are you? No way, right?

She opened her mouth slightly, waited for a while, then silently closed it again.

Forget it, as long as she’s sure her roommate in front of her is in a normal state, that’s enough. As for the rest, she, as an ordinary person, better not ask too much.

But come to think of it—was this roommate of hers really normal?

Maybe… people in mysterious professions are all like this?

Fang Xing walked to the door, couldn’t help but look back at Xu Turan one more time, thought for a moment, nodded self-affirmatively, and turned to leave.

It wasn’t until five minutes later, when Fang Xing and Xu Turan left the dormitory building together, that she vaguely understood what Xu Turan meant by “the one who suffered more wasn’t me”.

When students leave the dormitory building, they all have to report to the dormitory supervisor. The usually mechanically rigid dormitory auntie was clearly different from usual today—

Her face was visibly more unpleasant, her eyes showed some blankness, and there was a large piece of gauze on her cheek with a faint red color showing through.

For some reason, she was wet all over. When Fang Xing went to the window to report, she noticed that there were even some bits of ice stuck to her hair.

All in all, she gave off a deflated feeling. However, when she saw Xu Turan standing behind Fang Xing, the dormitory auntie instantly straightened up, slamming one hand heavily on the table—an astonishing aura burst out from her, her already protruding eyes bulged to their maximum, looking as if Xu Turan owed her 8 million and wasn’t paying it back.

…To be honest, it looked very frightening. However, after hearing her gnash her teeth and call out “Daddy”, Fang Xing suddenly felt the scene was too comical to look at directly.

As for Xu Turan, the person involved, she just responded indifferently, filled out the form in her hand and handed it over: “Thank you for your hard work, teacher.”

Dormitory auntie: “…!!”

She was still furiously angry, visibly furiously angry. In stark contrast to Xu Turan’s nonchalance. Fang Xing had the illusion that she might pounce out from inside the window, but in fact, after glaring at Xu Turan for a long time, she silently accepted the form in her hand.

The completed form needed to be stamped. Her downward motion of stamping was so forceful it was like stabbing with a knife.

Zhu Tang and Lin Ge, who were standing behind Xu Turan, naturally didn’t miss this terrifying change. They quickly caught up after completing their reports.

“What’s going on, how did you offend her?” Zhu Tang asked in a low voice.

“It’s nothing. She didn’t do room checks last night, so I tried to have a little run-in with her,” Xu Turan looked back and said carelessly, “She… might be a bit of a sore loser.”

“Lose?” Zhu Tang’s eyes widened, “What did you do?”

“I set up some obstacles for her, made her miss the time to return to the office promptly,” Xu Turan said concisely. “Looks like she probably suffered because of this.”

Once rules are formed, their binding power on monsters within the range is absolute. Xu Turan had heard this early on in the training course, and had witnessed it many times with the Planchette Pen—that pen was still in a bound state, unable to resist the rules on it. If it tried to violate them forcibly, it would be in so much pain it could spit ink for half a day.

…This was also the reason why it was particularly afraid of Xu Turan forcibly giving it advanced math problems. It couldn’t solve them but couldn’t refuse to answer, isn’t that just torture?

So last night, from the beginning, her plan was to stall that dormitory supervisor, definitely make it stay outside until it was overtime—what’s the point of just escaping. If you’re going to fight, you definitely need to make the opponent pay the highest price.

As for delay tactics, it was nothing more than those. First, she released her supernatural items to deepen the degree of chaos, then repeatedly applied active control with “Unlucky Rabbit Leg” and “Confusion”. From time to time, she would splash some water on it, freeze it a bit to limit its movement…

The good news was that her “Confusion” active effect worked on the dormitory supervisor. That is to say, the other party’s level was at most Pyre, within her range of influence; the bad news was that this guy was a little bit tougher than she had thought.

There wasn’t much problem at first, but just when her delay was about to succeed, the other party seemed to realize that the time limit to return to the office was about to pass, suddenly erupted, broke free from the ice layer on its body, and desperately rushed towards the office. Xu Turan, unwilling to give up, continued to block it, but ended up getting hurt instead…