Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Tu Dan remained silent for a moment before letting out a soft "mm-hmm."

"Although we have a clue now… we still don't know what dangers lie within the fog," Tu Dan said in a low voice. "Whether or not to enter the fog should be a matter of personal choice."

After all, she was just a teacher and had no right to order her students to risk their lives. However, this was also the most difficult part for her - those who were willing to go might not be the most capable students, and the capable ones might not be willing to take the risk.

This wasn't a situation where having more people guaranteed better results. If they were to bring a group of people with varying abilities into the fog, the risks would only increase!

Tu Dan's brows furrowed even more as she muttered to herself, "If only those people downstairs could go…"

"The fact that they were able to bring an elderly person and a disabled person out of the game unharmed means their abilities are far superior to ours," Chen Hui said. "But Teacher Tu, didn't you say we shouldn't reveal the clue to anyone else?"

Tu Dan was taken aback, realizing that her mumbling had been overheard by Chen Hui.

However, this little girl had always been sharp and composed. Even if she only revealed a few words, Chen Hui could probably guess the rest.

Tu Dan said to her gently, "The reason I don't want others to know is that I'm afraid that once we're all in the game, our allies will turn into enemies. Not only will we end up fighting amongst ourselves, but they might even use you as shields. You're all teenagers, what are your chances of winning against adults in a fight?"

Chen Hui then asked, "Teacher Tu, do you think they're not trustworthy?"

Tu Dan was at a loss for words.

After a few seconds of silence, she hesitated and said, "Let me think about it… let me think about it…"

…

The night was long.

Downstairs, Shen Mo and his group occupied two dormitories. Shen Mo and Bai Youwei shared one room, while Tan Xiao and Cheng Weicai took the other.

Shen Mo slept on the top bunk bed.

He was tall, and if he were to lie down completely flat, his feet would stick out from the end of the bed.

Therefore, he could only lie down slightly curled up, sighing silently in his heart: This is so cramped, I might as well sleep on the floor.

The bed board was knocked twice, a clear "thump, thump" sound echoing in the dark.

"Shen Mo, are you up there?" Bai Youwei asked from below.

"Yeah," Shen Mo replied. "I'm here."

He answered her, but there was no further response.

Shen Mo waited for a moment before asking, "What's wrong? Do you need to use the bathroom?"

The voice from the lower bunk was full of resentment, "Is it written on my face that I need to use the bathroom? Why do you always ask me if I need to go?"

Shen Mo chuckled.

Wasn't he just worried that she might be too shy to ask…

After a while, Bai Youwei knocked on his bed again: thump, thump, thump.

"Shen Mo, why are you so quiet when you sleep?" Bai Youwei complained. "You're so silent, not even making a sound when you turn over. It's like I'm the only one in the room. I'm scared."

She might have said she was scared, but her tone didn't sound scared at all.

Shen Mo knew that she was being difficult, demanding, and prone to throwing tantrums.

He didn't want to argue with her and simply turned over in bed.

Creak… creak… …creak…

Bai Youwei: "You're too noisy like that, I can't sleep."

"…" He paused for a moment and asked patiently, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Put your hand down so I know you're there."

Shen Mo: "…"

When he didn't answer, she continued to knock on the bed - thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Shen Mo had no choice but to lower one arm.

Half a second later, it was grasped by her small hand, holding his larger one.

Shen Mo looked at the ceiling, feeling the softness in his palm, and said lightly, "Aren't you acting childish? You even looked down on the middle school students upstairs for being kids, but I don't think you're much older."

He paused, then asked, "How old are you?"

Bai Youwei glared at the bed board above and retorted coldly, "How old do you think I look?"

Shen Mo replied without hesitation, "Three years old."

Bai Youwei: "…"

…

After a while, she let out a huff.

Despite her huff, she didn't let go of his hand.

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