Chapter 9: The Names of the Four People Are Known to Everyone
Chapter 9: The Names of the Four People Are Known to Everyone
Xu Yan had already made up his mind—tomorrow, they would go straight for the BOSS.
But he didn't dare tell his teammates in advance.
Because the BOSS's hegemonic body was completely different from the elite giant wolf's temporary resistance.
The BOSS had permanent immunity to most control skills.
In this world, no skill could completely control a BOSS forever—except for Tree World Descend.
There was no way he could explain this to them.
After tomorrow, when the BOSS is controlled, they would understand without words.
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That Night in the Wolf Cave
Bai Ding had finished collecting materials.
He handed Xu Yan a pair of elite wolf fangs and eight pairs of regular wolf fangs, along with a strange green crystal.
"This thing dropped from the elite giant wolf's forehead. I don't know what it is."
Xu Yan took it—and froze.
A giant wolf core!?
This item had a drop rate even lower than wolf fangs.
And yet, Bai Ding managed to get one!?
This guy's luck must be off the charts!
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As Night Fell
The temperature inside the dungeon plummeted to below freezing.
Xu Yan used branches from his own trees to build a bonfire.
Bai Ding sealed the cave entrance with large stones, even creating a hidden ventilation system for insulation.
Tailor Zhou He used wolf fur to craft makeshift bedding—thick layers of blankets and pillows to keep them warm.
Chef Gao Yang hummed a tune while preparing charcoal-grilled wolf legs.
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Outside the Cave: Minus 60 Degrees
The Wild Wolf Lair copied the outside world's environment, but the temperature was even harsher.
The outside world had dropped to minus 60 degrees.
For most teams, this was the breaking point.
Even if they had enough combat strength, they would turn back and exit—no one wanted to freeze to death.
But for Xu Yan's team, the cold was no issue.
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The Most Relaxing Night in the Wild Wolf's Lair
By the campfire, the four of them sat wrapped in warm blankets, eating grilled wolf meat, chatting, and laughing.
For a team that had just conquered a hell-level dungeon, they were shockingly relaxed.
Gao Yang chuckled. "If my mom knew playing a dungeon was this comfortable, she'd be speechless."
Zhou He sighed. "Did we just unlock the correct way to clear this dungeon?"
Bai Ding laughed. "I swear, if this was a regular combat team, they'd be frozen stiff right now."
He smirked. "I think we're about to change how the school sees life professions."
"People will know our names!"
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Meanwhile, Outside the Dungeon…
At No. 8 Middle School's Faculty Meeting Room, the parents of the four students sat in front of Principal Huang, their faces filled with anxiety.
Xu Yan's mother was the first to speak.
"Principal, you said tonight is the most dangerous part for our kids. What do you mean!?"
Principal Huang sighed. "The Wild Wolf Lair isn't just deadly because of the wolves."
"The real killer… is the cold."
He glanced at the clock—it was already 10 PM.
"Right now, the temperature inside the dungeon has dropped to its lowest point—minus 60 degrees!"
"No child can survive this."
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The Parents Fell into Despair
The moment Principal Huang finished speaking, the parents' faces turned ashen.
Minus 60 degrees!?
That wasn't a temperature kids could endure!
And in the wolves' territory, would they even dare to light a fire!?
Even if they risked detection and built a small bonfire, could it really keep them warm?
How were they supposed to survive without a proper heat source?
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Panic Set In
Chef Gao Yang's mother broke down in tears.
"Principal, please… I only have one son! He's scared of the cold!"
"I don't care what it costs—please rescue him!"
Other parents immediately joined in.
"Yes! We'll sell our house if we have to!"
"Please save them!"
But at that moment, Xu Yan's parents stayed silent.
Because unlike the other families, they had no house to sell.
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Principal Huang Shook His Head
"I'm sorry, parents."
"This isn't about money."
"If there were a way to rescue the students, we'd do it without hesitation."
"But this dungeon follows the rules of nature. Once entered, human interference is impossible."
"We called you so you could prepare yourselves mentally."
"If your child survives, please don't blame or punish them. They will already be emotionally fragile."
"If your child… doesn't make it, please stay rational and accept reality."
"This world is cruel. Death is something we all face every day."
"The only thing we can do is bury the dead as soon as possible."
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Silence Fell Over the Parents
They understood.
They just hoped the first to collapse wouldn't be their own child.
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Meanwhile, in First Grade…
The First-Year Grade Director, Director Xue, had already heard about the accident in the final exam.
To "prevent future incidents", he immediately mobilized all 16 first-grade homeroom teachers.
They sent out an emergency study material to all students and parents.
At the top of the document, bold red text stood out:
> "A real-life case from our school. Let this be a warning to all students!"
"All first-year students must analyze this case over winter break."
"Write an essay of at least 3,000 words."
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The First-Years Were Furious
"What the hell!? I just got home and now this!?"
"What do I care if some seniors screwed up!?"
"Why do we have to suffer!?"
"Xu Yan, Gao Yang, Bai Ding, Zhou He… you guys are insane!"
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One Student Had a Thought
"Wait… can't we just ask Director Xue to reduce the word count?"
Another student laughed.
"Oh, go ahead. If you don't ask, it's 3,000 words. If you do ask…"
"It's 6,000."
"How do I know? Because I asked last year."
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By Morning, the Names of Xu Yan, Gao Yang, Bai Ding, and Zhou He Had Spread Throughout the Entire School.