Lanqi's footsteps were like a drifting breeze, his figure blurred in the dim corridor light, as if he were an emissary coming from the pitch-black end of the hallway.
Unlike most demon students, Lanqi's demonic features were all white, appearing elegant and harmless, like a special demon for healing or support.
However, in the eyes of Bachel, the lucky demon student caught by Lanqi and Huberrian, this pure white radiance in hell only held endless eeriness and incongruity.
Because Bachel, as a victim, knew well what mad and wicked things this white demon had done in the exam room earlier!
"Why were you running?"
Lanqi stood beside the demon student Bachel, his friendly voice like a gentle breeze skimming across a lake surface, yet carrying a certain unshakeable seriousness.
You have the nerve to ask me that?
The moment Bachel heard Lanqi's question, sparks of anger flashed uncontrollably in his eyes, his teeth making a faint grinding sound from clenching too tightly!
If it weren't for this bastard, he could have passed two hours through a peaceful exam and obtained at least one credit coin!
Now, however, he needed to face the threat of death at any moment in this perilous corridor.
But the anger that was about to surge in Bachel's heart was instantly extinguished by fear and the desire to survive.
To stay alive, even if he had more backbone, he, being only at the second level, absolutely could not provoke these two beings before him.
This clarity and survival instinct were also the reasons he had managed to live until now, and even escape from under the noses of the two demon invigilators.
"If you don't have credit coins and are caught by the disciplinary director patrolling the corridors during class time, you'll be immediately eliminated!"
Bachel, without time to explain much, just looked anxiously at both sides of the corridor and said to Lanqi, seemingly begging him to quickly let him go find a classroom.
Looking at Bachel's panicked appearance, although Lanqi felt the answer was somewhat unclear, he roughly understood why other demon students would rather choose to run into a classroom with life-threatening danger than dare to linger in the corridor.
"Do you want this?"
Lanqi took out a few coins that looked like they were made of black gold from his pocket, waving them in front of Bachel's eyes, and asked.
The coins in his hand were about half an inch in diameter, finely crafted and heavy, feeling weighty in the hand.
The deep black color reflected a kind of crimson light in the dim corridor light, like magma in hell, while around the center of the coin face, the demon academy emblem was surrounded by a circle of dense runes, written in demonic magical script, making it impossible to counterfeit.
Lanqi guessed that this should be the credit coin Bachel mentioned, but it wasn't quite appropriate to directly ask him "is this it?", so he changed the way he asked.
"?!"
Bachel looked at Lanqi in disbelief, not knowing why Lanqi would have so many credit coins!
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But he still nodded vigorously.
Lanqi understood from Bachel's reaction.
These coins were what they had casually taken from the corpses of demon students when leaving the demon exam room earlier, most of them the result of the invisible assassin Huberrian efficiently looting after transforming into a thief.
"If you explain to me all the school information you know, I'll give you one credit coin. How's that for a deal?"
Lanqi first tossed one credit coin to Huberrian to ensure her safety, then held up another, looking at Bachel through the light refracted by it, and asked.
"Of, of course!"
Bachel hurriedly nodded, accepting this deal.
Demon deals are generally quite reliable, and this fellow called Bachel had a bit of a noble air about him, probably the son of some noble family in the demon realm of this era. For demons, deals carry the importance of maintaining family honor.
"Start talking then, but to save time, start with the important parts about rules, and skip the parts I tell you to skip."
Lanqi said, flipping the credit coin he had promised to Bachel with his thumb.
To prevent Bachel from realizing that he knew nothing about the rules of this school, Lanqi chose to let Bachel voluntarily disclose.
"Alright."
Bachel, staring at the credit coin and worrying that the disciplinary director might come at any time, hurriedly began,
"Successfully passing classroom courses allows you to obtain credit coins. At other times, surviving in this school requires consuming a large number of credit coins."
"Classrooms have various teaching methods and exam-like modes, all places where you need to risk your life to learn. Functional areas, like libraries, cafeterias, infirmaries, and such places, generally don't have any dangers but require spending credit coins."
"The school only operates for 12 hours at night each day, with 5 two-hour class periods and 4 thirty-minute breaks. Only during the 30-minute breaks do the classroom corridors connect with the functional area corridors. Every morning at 6 AM, you need to pay at least 5 credit coins to the school and receive 5 graduation credits. Accumulating 4800 graduation credits allows you to successfully graduate from this Inferno Corridor Academy and obtain a demon realm diploma..."
Lanqi nodded frequently as he listened to Bachel's words.
He now roughly understood the basic operating rules of this school.
Although this Inferno Corridor Academy looked entirely indoor, it was actually connected by countless intricate corridors that would change at fixed times, making it difficult even for senior students to quickly find where they wanted to go.
The doors of classrooms where credit coins could be obtained had different numbers of mark patterns, indicating the current difficulty of the classroom, with the lowest being 1 and the highest being 3. The difficulty also corresponded to the minimum number of credit coins that could be obtained after passing.
For example, the previous demon exam room had a difficulty of 1, meaning that passing it would guarantee at least 1 credit coin, with the possibility of other additional rewards for excellent performance.
"For instance, although the passing score for the demon exam is 50, if someone could achieve an unbelievable high score like 90, there would be other commendations."
Bachel continued speaking without daring to slow down.
As for the extremely exaggerated score of 100, Bachel could hardly imagine what hidden rewards that situation might trigger, as no student had ever achieved it.
For someone like Lanqi who directly dismantled the exam room, even if he passed, he couldn't normally receive credit coins from the demon teachers.
But thinking carefully, Bachel suddenly understood where Lanqi's ill-gotten gains came from!
This newborn behavior of robbing classmates for gold coins was much, much, much faster at making money than honestly taking exams!
"How do you feel about difficulty 2 and difficulty 3 classrooms?"
Lanqi interrupted Bachel's words for the first time, asking.
He calculated in his mind that if all five classes chose difficulty 1 classrooms, without considering additional rewards, at most one could only obtain 5 credit coins.
After paying the 5 coins that must be submitted every day, the next day would start again from zero, striving to attend all five classes.
Bachel was clearly this type of wage slave-like student with almost no surplus.
Only demon students who were skilled and daring enough to choose more difficulty 2 classrooms could stably obtain more than 5 credit coins a day, have a surplus, not necessarily need to attend all five classes, and even be able to spend some in the functional areas.