Aria
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 7.2: The face in the mirror is not mine Wen Jianyan flipped back page by page, looking at the increasingly messy handwriting on it, goosebumps popping out layer upon layer on his back. He uncontrollably remembered that monster in the mirror in the downstairs duty room. As it gradually approached him, that ghastly pale face, with features so simple they were just lines, transformed bit by bit, until it looked more and more like him. Wen Jianyan shuddered. He…-
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 7.1 After a chase battle, Wen Jianyan knew the layout of the dormitory building like the back of his hand. Skillfully using a few visual blind spots, he sneaked back into the room where he had woken up before anyone could discover him. It looked no different from when he left a few hours ago. Filthy walls, narrow iron beds, and messily piled books. Wen Jianyan's gaze hurriedly swept past the mirror hanging on the cabinet, not daring to linger on it for too…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 6.2: The target of hatred Leaving only that last sentence drifting and floating, dissipating into the air. Wen Jianyan gazed at the empty duty room, his eyelashes slightly lowered, no expression visible on his face. He turned around and picked up that photo from the drawer's hidden compartment. In the photo, the mother and daughter, one large and one small, stood in an amusement park, smiling happily at the camera. Right at this moment, a notification…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 6.1 The swimming hair remained completely still. They densely covered the walls and the floor, looking as if some kind of shadow had persisted in reality. Amidst a deathly silence, a gloomy pressure enveloped down from above, and the passage of time seemed to lose its meaning. Wen Jianyan stood in place. Sweat seeped from his forehead and palms, and the comb lying in his palm also became damp. He had no bottom in his heart. However... his guess shouldn't be…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 5.2 Immediately after, Wen Jianyan saw two health bars appear at the top of his vision. One was Health Points, and the other was Sanity Points. [If Health Points reach zero, the streamer dies, and the live broadcast ends. If Sanity Points reaches zero, the streamer will become a part of the instance, and the live broadcast ends.] "..." Motherfuckers, you guys are trying to squeeze every last drop of blood from the working class. Wen Jianyan's…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 5.1: Congratulations to the streamer for triggering the scenario: Chase Battle "Clang!" Wen Jianyan fell flat on his back, landing in an extremely ungraceful manner. His tailbone knocked against the hard floor, sending a burst of faint, dull pain that slightly twisted his expression and forced him to bite back a low curse between his teeth. But this was not the time to complain. Wen Jianyan swallowed his grievances, bared his teeth, raised his head, and quickly…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 4.2 The person responsible for serving food was an old, hunched hag. Her eyes were murky, and her fingers were wrinkled like tree bark. She tremblingly gripped the rice scoop, the galvanized iron scoop scraping against the bottom of the basin with a piercing sound. Dinner was a kind of congee-like substance. A layer of oil floated on the murky yellowish-white surface. In the viscous semi-liquid, glaringly white fatty meat, sparse rice grains, and mushy noodles were mixed…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 4.1: F*ck, a fox exploiting a tiger’s might In the live broadcast plaza, the quick access portals to the various live broadcast halls were arranged from top to bottom according to their viewing value. Perhaps because there were too many newcomers, the live broadcast halls opened this time were basically all below C-rank. B-rank and A-rank halls were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, which also caused the vast majority of viewers to concentrate in those few…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 3.2 The drawer was covered in dust, piled with useless clutter: yellowed old photos, a few crumpled bills of loose change, half a red comb with broken teeth, paper scraps, torn fabric ends, and some small glass knick-knacks. Nothing special. Except... Wen Jianyan's gaze shifted, his line of sight pausing slightly on a corner in the drawer. Lying there was a small pouch wrapped in red cloth. Against a hazy, grayish background, that blood-red little cloth pouch…
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Decai Middle SchoolChapter 3.1: People, they're all voyeuristic. After modifying the list, the old witch closed the crumpled little notebook and tossed it to Wen Jianyan: "Alright, send it over, but you must copy one for me to keep." The young man hurriedly caught the roster, pushed up his slightly crooked glasses frame, and answered nervously: "T-Troubling you." "Intern teacher... hmph." The old witch narrowed her eyes, her dull pupils reflecting a gloomy light behind the greasy lenses.…
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