Because I'm a coward, I maxed out my san value

This news was spread by Ye Tingbai to Li Xiaoxiao. Everyone does not need to know that this kind of morbid beauty is a fatal attraction. The girl infected by Er Niu will behave like a monkey no matter where she goes. She was being watched, but she was unable to resist because her body was empty.

Beauty always comes at a price.

At noon that day, Ye Tingbai came alone to the third floor where few people visited. There was a utility room and an art room, most of which were rooms that were not used on weekdays. There was also a room here that was the library. Ye Ting Bai still remembered the identity card that the conductor drew out because of his words.

Librarian, spreader of campus legends, this is an absolutely special role. It may be the closest to death, or the closest to the source of pollution, so its color is so special. This role cannot be chosen because of Ye Tingbai. If it disappears, it will be replaced by an NPC at most.

He had to understand what was happening in this school and what the campus legend was.

Dong dong dong~

The old wooden door had an external lock. The lock was a little rusty and was thrown on a nearby desk. It didn't look like it was used often. Seeing no one agreed, Ye Tingbai didn't do it. Continuing to knock on the door, he pushed the door open and entered. After all, this was considered a public place.

There is a unique smell that hits the face. It is the smell of old people. The houses of old people living alone will always have a similar smell, which is somewhat unpleasant. This is not entirely because the old people don't like to be clean, but because they are old. As you get older, your body will secrete a special substance called 2-acetal, which is not found in young people.

When this substance is left on various clothes and bedding, it will continue to oxidize and emit a unique and unpleasant smell. But in the final analysis, if the elderly love to be clean, they will not oxidize and ferment this substance at all. time.

As soon as Ye Tingbai walked in, he heard the voice of an old man.

"Ahem~ No one has been here for a long time. Don't be offended if you get up late."

A shirtless old man walked out from the corner of the bookshelf. He had gray hair and a surprisingly strong body. The muscles on his body were white, which made him feel ashamed. He was a little damp and had a towel around his neck, as if he had just wiped his body. Or exercised.

But the old man said that he got up late. Could it be that he was sweating in a dream?

Ye Tingbai looked around and saw some old books that had fallen into dust. There was indeed a simple bed in that corner, and there seemed to be a book under the pillow, but the old man kept looking at it, so it was not easy to directly Go get it.

"I'll be honest, I want to ask you, what is the campus legend?"

Hearing these words, the old man's face felt somewhat unnatural and he laughed awkwardly.

"My old man doesn't believe in this kind of thing."

Ye Tingbai's eyes were always on the old man's folding bed. The old man looked unnatural. He was sweating more and more. He seemed nervous?

While Ye Tingbai was looking around for clues, he suddenly felt something was wrong behind him and turned sideways. But he was hit on the shoulder by a huge force, and his body fell backwards and knocked over the bookshelf next to him. Now that the sub-personality was suppressed by him, he did not have the abnormal reaction ability of the sub-personality.

Ye Tingbai stood up holding the bookshelf. The old man's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person. He really didn't expect that a person with gray hair could have such a strong body.

In fact, the main personality is not without fighting ability. The memory of the main personality is shared by the sub-personality. Everything the sub-personality learns about the body structure is also known by the main personality.

It's just that the main personality cannot perform actions beyond human limitations.

Concentrating on this, this was probably his first time fighting. He slipped slightly to avoid the old man's fist, swung his arm and used the blade hidden in his hand to cut off the old man's hand tendon, and took a step back. This way of moving is the sub-personality. It's a commonly used one, but it doesn't feel awkward when he uses it.

The old man cursed angrily: "Who are you?"

"This is what I'm supposed to ask you, old guy. You're so excited just for asking. What are you hiding?"

Ye Tingbai was just a salty fish before, an otaku who loved to drink the happy water of fat house, and didn't know much about fighting at all. His current fighting style was mostly learned from the sub-personality, or copied, including the sub-personality's unique fighting ideas. .

The sub-personality has never had the concept of fists in combat. He can use his fingers, nails, and toes, but he cannot use fists. All the purposes of the sub-personality are to effectively damage the target's ability to move. In the eyes of the sub-personality, fists are The least efficient.

The old man didn't seem to want to talk anymore, and picked up a baseball bat next to him. Seeing this, Ye Tingbai knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he followed the old man and walked up to him. The old man knocked it down with a stick. Ye Tingbai didn't. With a slight dodge, his palm took advantage of being beaten and grabbed the old man's throat, twisting it hard and breaking it.

But he was also hit hard on the shoulder. He grinned in pain and could faintly hear the sound of bone cracking.

"I really don't understand why there is such a big difference between the same body and the same memory."

Ye Tingbai was somewhat disgusted with the fact that the memory was shared and the body was no different. There was still such a big gap in ability. It only meant that he was a loser. He didn't want to accept this fact. In the end, he could only use his magic skills to have it. Specialize to comfort yourself.

The old man died very quickly, mostly because the secondary personality knew killing skills, and the main personality probably inherited them because of memory sharing, but the effect was not a little bit worse. If the secondary personality faced this old man, it would probably be able to take him down unscathed within a few seconds.

Although this old man was muscular, he was really just an ordinary person. He was a little stronger, but his reaction was really slow. Ye Tingbai threw the body and walked straight towards the folding bed.

It was a very ordinary light blue notebook. On the cover, a crying little man was outlined with very simple strokes. There was a sentence written on the first page of the notebook.

All those who discriminate against ugly women will become uglier than me.

Ye Tingbai was stunned for a moment and didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. The owner of this notebook didn't look like an old man. Although the old man was old, he still had hair and a body of tendons. He was a handsome guy among the elderly.

The person who wrote this sentence was more like an ugly person who suffered discrimination.

If you think about it carefully, there are indeed too many ugly girls in this school, and their ugliness comes in all kinds of forms. There are very few normal beauties. Instead, girls with average looks and very ordinary looks occupy the top position in terms of appearance.