Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

The principal’s office was empty. Shuangshuang and Chi Qing quickly entered the office and closed the door. Shuangshuang pointed to the other side of the room and said to Chi Qing, “Let’s search separately on both sides. We still have an hour. If we finish searching our side in time, we can cross-check what the other has searched. This way, we can avoid missing anything. If time is short, let’s each take half and try to cover the entire principal’s office. Be careful while searching, put everything back in place, don’t mess it up. If we alert the principal, it’ll be trouble.”

Chi Qing nodded, “Don’t worry, sis. I’ll be thorough and won’t mess anything up.” With that, he headed straight to the other side of the principal’s office and began his search.

Shuangshuang deftly started searching her side. Her side was the principal’s working area with a desk, and a cabinet behind it filled with various items.

First, Shuangshuang opened the desk drawer. Inside were some documents and pens—nothing special.

However, in the cabinet behind the desk, Shuangshuang found two short daggers. They looked ordinary, but having daggers in the principal’s office seemed unreasonable.

After all, the principal wasn’t a teacher confiscating forbidden items from students. In teachers’ offices, you might find comics, toys, or cellphones, but not in the principal’s office.

A thought occurred to Shuangshuang, and she pulled the short dagger out of its sheath. Instantly, she saw it was quite extraordinary.

The blade was engraved with countless Arrays, and black Array Text covered it, giving the dagger an air of mystery. It even had a blood groove, indicating it was a deadly weapon.

Shuangshuang pulled out the other short dagger, which was similarly adorned with intricate Array patterns. She was sure these were the weapons prepared for players to fight ghosts in the game.

Sure enough, as Shuangshuang thought this, a game prompt sounded in her mind: “Congratulations player Miao Shuangshuang for acquiring two double swords capable of killing ghosts.”

A smile appeared on Shuangshuang’s face. She turned to look at Chi Qing, who was still busy searching his side and seemed unaware of any game prompt.

It seems the game is considerate enough to notify only the player, not everyone, or else the player with the weapons would not only have to face ghosts but possibly treachery from others.

The sheath of the two short daggers had clips for fastening them to a belt, making them convenient to carry. Shuangshuang was glad she liked wearing pants and was used to wearing a belt.

After clipping the daggers to her belt, Shuangshuang continued her search but found nothing else useful apart from the daggers.

As the time ran out, Shuangshuang gestured to Chi Qing on the other side to signal the end of the search and to leave quickly.

Chi Qing nodded, returned the book he was holding to the shelf, and left the principal’s office with Shuangshuang, hurrying back to the classroom.

There was a clock in the classroom for students to check the time. When Shuangshuang and Chi Qing arrived, there were about seven minutes left before class started.

Students, by habit, wouldn’t enter the classroom until the last moment. Hence, there were only three students there, all dozing off on their desks. None of the players were there yet.

Shuangshuang and Chi Qing sat together, quickly sharing what they found during the search. Chi Qing, lowering his voice, pulled out a diary from his pocket and handed it to Shuangshuang.

“Sis, I found a notebook. I think it might be the principal’s. Check if there’s any useful information.”

Shuangshuang returned the diary to Chi Qing: “Regardless of whether it’s the principal’s or not, any notebook found in such places is bound to be of use. Class is about to start, so keep it safe for now and check it when you have more time tonight.”

With that, Shuangshuang took one of the short daggers from her belt and handed it to Chi Qing: “I found these in the principal’s office. Take one for your protection.”

Chi Qing hesitated, not taking the short dagger offered by Shuangshuang: “You found them. How can I take one? You should keep them both to yourself.”

In such a terrifying game, weapons that can kill ghosts are precious lifesavers. Although Chi Qing wanted to stick with a strong player, he hadn’t considered taking advantage of her generosity.

Shuangshuang was satisfied with Chi Qing’s response; he wasn’t all about taking advantage. She forced the short dagger into his hand.

“I told you to take it, so take it. I found two, and I’m not good with double swords. Keeping one without using it is a waste, better for you to have it for protection. Besides, you’re on my team now. If you can’t protect yourself in danger, you might drag me down, so it’s better to have a weapon for your safety.”

Seeing Shuangshuang thrust the dagger into his hand, Chi Qing no longer declined. He was already scared, and having a dagger for self-defense in this horror game was reassuring.

Chi Qing gripped the short dagger tightly, smiling a radiant smile at Shuangshuang and promising, “Don’t worry, sis. I won’t hold you back. I’ve even practiced some martial arts, so I’ll protect you in danger.”

The kid’s cute and innocent smile reminded Shuangshuang of the obedient cats she used to have, making her instinctively want to ruffle his hair.

As the bell rang for class, Shuangshuang and Chi Qing quickly put away the daggers and notebook, then sat upright as students dashed into the classroom the moment the bell rang.

A few players entered with the students, hurriedly taking their seats, some slightly panting as if they had rushed there.

Shuangshuang guessed that they had been searching for clues, hence their hurried arrival for class.

The afternoon consisted of four classes, each as dull and repetitive as the morning. Chinese required reading textbooks, English demanded memorizing vocabulary, and math involved formula drilling—blatantly straightforward and unsophisticated.

Apart from Chi Qing, none of the players were students, making it hard for them to adapt to this learning environment. Even Chi Qing found these dry courses hard to bear.

Worst of all, no one dared to daydream or do anything else during class. You never know if you might accidentally break a school rule and face severe punishment, like the twins had experienced recently.

You couldn’t daydream, yet the courses were tedious and sleep-inducing. Under such circumstances, maintaining focus felt like an exquisite form of mental torment.