In this copy, Zhou Bai only obtained a total of twelve rules, but two of them mentioned the principal.
This made Zhou Bai think that maybe the principal would be the key to solving the mystery of this dungeon.
If you think so, then you really need to find a way to open the door to the principal's office.
Without meeting the principal, there is probably no way to solve this mystery.
Zhou Bai thought of this and turned to look at Teacher Wang, whose arm was firmly held by him.
I can see that he is still rolling around without knowing whether to live or die.
"Okay, keep your voice down." Zhou Bai stopped him.
He didn't want to accidentally break the rules again because of Teacher Wang's quarrel.
"Why don't you let me knock on the door?
It was obviously not like this here just now.
If you don't let me figure it out, I'll really think there's something wrong with my brain."
Zhou Bai saw that he was getting more and more excited as he talked, so he could only helplessly pull him towards the stairs.
"I know, I know, I know there's nothing wrong with your mind.
I'll find a way to help you figure it out.
You should calm down now.
Come on, take a deep breath first."
While he was talking, Zhou Bai had already pulled him away from the principal's office, and the two of them were standing next to the stairs.
He stopped and waited until Teacher Wang's mood calmed down a little before continuing.
"Let's go, take me to your office first.
Before I can help you figure this out, I need some tools."
By accident, when he opened the door to the principal's office, it turned out that Zhou Bai was doing Teacher Wang a favor.
Teacher Wang was stunned and did not notice the subtle changes.
He just nodded and led Zhou Bai down the stairs.
The two of them arrived on the second floor, walked along the corridor, and came to the door of a teacher's office.
The door of the office was open, and from Zhou Bai's perspective, he could see that there was no one inside.
He felt slightly strange.
Ever since the school bell rang, the whole school seemed to have become very quiet.
And as the sky slowly turns dark, the quietness begins to carry some dangerous aura.
Teacher Wang stood at the door of the office. He didn't know why, but he suddenly shivered.
Zhou Bai stood next to him, saw his reaction, and patted his shoulder gently.
"Let's go in together."
The feeling of strength coming from his shoulders made Teacher Wang's fear dissipate a little.
He looked back at Zhou Bai, then walked into the office, and finally stopped in front of a desk.
"This is my desk, what tools do you want to get?"
Zhou Bai also stood in front of Teacher Wang's desk, lowered his head, and saw the history book on the table at a glance.
He reached out to pick up the book and turned to the page of the catalog.
After confirming that the content inside was the same as what Teacher Wang just said, I handed the textbook to him.
"Is this the history book you brought?"
Teacher Wang lowered his head, glanced at the catalog that Zhou Bai put in front of him, and then nodded.
"Then do you have a lighter here?" Zhou Bai continued to ask.
Teacher Wang frowned and waved his hand: "As a non-smoker, why would I put a lighter in the office?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhou Bai open his drawer, and then a lighter appeared in his drawer.
He opened his mouth in surprise, and for the first time he thought seriously about whether there was really something wrong with his brain.
In front of him, with his shocked eyes, Zhou Bai put the lighter into his pocket.
Then he continued to open other drawers to see if there were any useful clues.
It's a pity that the history teacher in this time and space doesn't seem to be a very reliable person.
In his drawer, except for some small miscellaneous items, there was almost no information related to the course.
"Didn't find what you were looking for?"
Teacher Wang saw Zhou Bai's frown and asked him in a low voice.
Zhou Bai closed the drawer on his desk again, smiled and shook his head at him.
"It's okay, it's enough. Let's go."
After saying that, he took him out of the office again.
"You have to remember, no matter what you see me doing, don't stop me or make any noise.
The principal likes silence. If you make a noise, there will be no way to help you figure out the truth later.
You don’t want to feel like there’s something wrong with your brain for the rest of your life, right?”
When Teacher Wang heard this, he quickly raised his hand and made a zipper gesture to his mouth.
"Don't speak, I promise not to speak."
Zhou Bai turned his head and glanced at him, confirming that he was very serious when he spoke, and then turned his head again with confidence.
They came to the door of the principal's office again, looking at the door that was still closed. Zhou Bai was holding a history textbook in one hand and a lighter in the other.
Let the flame dance and ignite the textbook in your hand.
Teacher Wang stood next to Zhou Bai and his eyes widened when he saw this scene.
"you……"
He wanted to speak, but he thought of what he had promised Zhou Bai just now, so he could only raise his hands and cover his mouth.
Zhou Bai took the ignited textbook, squatted down, and approached the crack in the door of the principal's office.
Let the smoke that comes out float into the door.
The history textbook that was placed on the ground, and the contents written on it, were slowly burned to ashes by the flames.
Those histories that do not belong to this time and space were also burned along with the history textbooks and can no longer be verified.
The acrid thick smoke made Zhou Bai, who was squatting on the ground, want to cough.
He tried hard to resist the urge, but he still heard a cough in his ears.
The coughing sound, accompanied by the sound of moving footsteps, came from the principal's office.
Suddenly, Zhou Bai and Teacher Wang outside the door became nervous at the same time.
Zhou Bai looked back at him, stood up, and the two of them looked nervously at the door of the principal's office.
"Cough cough cough..." The coughing sound came to the door.
The doorknob turns.
Then, an old man with a Mediterranean hairstyle opened the door and stood by the door, staring down at the flames at the door.
"what happened?"
The principal's room behind him was pitch black.
No lights were turned on, and no curtains were opened.
He stood at the door and did not come out. He just kept fanning the thick smoke with his hands, his expression looking slightly angry.
"Ghost, aren't you already dead?
Why are you still here?"
Teacher Wang pointed at the principal and was so frightened that he took a few steps back and leaned his back against the railing.
Faced with Teacher Wang's rude behavior, the principal did not get angry or criticize him.
He just raised his foot and quickly stamped out the flames at the door.
Then there was a "bang" and the door was quickly closed again.