Chapter 17

Mo Wen did not know that someone was plotting against him behind his back. At this moment, he was still carrying a large bag of daily necessities, wandering around the vast dormitory area like a headless fly. The dormitory area was really too large, with neatly arranged buildings everywhere, and they were extremely similar, making it almost like a maze for those who were not familiar with it.

"Classmate, do you know where Dormitory A-16-805 is?"

After searching for a long time without any clue, Mo Wen finally stopped a short male student and asked.

"Are you a freshman? A-16-805 is in Building 16, 8th floor, Room 5 in Area A."

The student was quite friendly and enthusiastically pointed out the direction to Mo Wen. Upon further inquiry, Mo Wen learned that the dormitory area was divided into four zones, represented by A, B, C, and D. A and B were for male students, while C and D were for female students.

"Hmm? Dormitory A-16-805? Why does it feel so strange!"

Watching Mo Wen leave, the male student's eyes showed a thoughtful expression. But the next moment, he screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "Dormitory A-16-805! Isn't that the devil's dormitory that no one dares to approach!"

In the scorching summer, the male student shivered, casting a fearful glance at Mo Wen's back before running away as fast as he could, disappearing in a moment.

Following the signs, Mo Wen quickly found Building 16 in Area A. The hallway was very clean, as if it was swept every day, but there were occasional gray footprints on the white walls, showcasing the rebellious and mischievous nature of the students.

The dormitory buildings in the dormitory area all had only eight floors and did not have elevators. Students had to climb the stairs to return to their dorms. As a result, the lower floors were naturally better, especially in summer, when the higher floors became increasingly hot.

Dormitory 805 was on the eighth floor, the highest level, and certainly not a comfortable place. Mo Wen felt the air getting hotter with each floor he climbed. By the time he reached the eighth floor, he was drenched in sweat.

"Hmm, Dormitory 805."

As soon as Mo Wen reached the eighth floor, he started looking for his dorm. He walked past 802, 803, 804...

He soon arrived at the door of Dormitory 805, but he found it strange that the previous dorms seemed to be empty, with no one in sight on the entire floor. This seemed quite abnormal for a vibrant university campus!

The door of Dormitory 805 was locked, seemingly unoccupied. Mo Wen took out the key he had received from the dormitory manager, unlocked the door, and stepped inside.

As soon as he entered, Mo Wen's pupils suddenly constricted, and his eyebrows furrowed. He looked at the scene inside the dorm with confusion.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A strange sound rang in his ears, and a shadow suddenly fell from the door frame. The next moment, a fierce triangular head appeared in front of Mo Wen, a red mouth opened, and a sinister black snake tongue protruded, aiming at his face.

A venomous snake!

Mo Wen frowned. If it were an ordinary person, they might have been scared to sit on the ground, but Mo Wen didn't even blink. Instead, he looked curiously at the venomous snake, which was only about a foot away. It had large eyes, a triangular head, and was a cobra, but not an ordinary one. A thin golden line was clearly visible on its head, indicating it was a rare golden-thread cobra.

"Good stuff!"

Mo Wen praised inwardly. The golden-thread cobra was not an ordinary snake species. It was excellent for medicinal use, and its meat, when prepared with special methods, could help impotent patients regain their vigor and endurance, making it a rare and valuable aphrodisiac. Some hard-to-discuss ailments could be cured with a single dose, restoring one's virility.

The venom extracted from its venom glands could be refined into a high-quality aphrodisiac, turning even the most chaste women into wanton ones.

The most precious part was its gallbladder. A golden-thread cobra's gallbladder was worth a fortune and was a rare commodity.

In an instant, Mo Wen analyzed the value of the golden-thread cobra in front of him. Unfortunately, this cobra only had one golden thread on its head, which seemed a bit premature for medicinal use. If it had three golden threads, it would be a holy treasure.

He felt a bit disappointed. A golden-thread cobra with three golden threads could be used to refine a pill that could enhance one's internal energy cultivation, adding several years of cultivation, making it the most precious medicine.

Unfortunately, the golden-thread cobra in front of him was not old enough to be of much use to him.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The golden-thread cobra seemed angry at Mo Wen's indifference, opening its foul-smelling mouth and hissing more sharply.

Mo Wen looked at the golden-thread cobra curiously. Although it was making a lot of noise, it did not attack him, which seemed inconsistent with the behavior of a golden-thread cobra. Could it be a pet?

Only a pet golden-thread cobra would not attack someone approaching under its owner's command.

Animals have spirits, especially rare species like the golden-thread cobra. Mo Wen, with his additional life's memory, understood this well. Some experts in insect cultivation could communicate with animals.

The golden-thread cobra in front of him clearly wanted to scare him away but had no intention of attacking him.

Mo Wen smiled thoughtfully. The appearance of a golden-thread cobra in the dorm and its strange behavior clearly indicated that it was a pet. He was curious about the person who dared to keep a golden-thread cobra. Could it be his roommate?

He casually reached out, and the golden-thread cobra was in his hand. The snake was about three feet long, quite large.

The golden-thread cobra was instantly enraged when Mo Wen grabbed it, opening its mouth to bite his hand. With the toxicity of a golden-thread cobra, a bite would be fatal within a minute, if not immediately.

Mo Wen curled his lips, and his fingers began to move rhythmically on the golden-thread cobra's body. The next moment, the golden-thread cobra's fierce movements paused, and its body went limp, like a rope in his hand, becoming unusually docile.

Mo Wen chuckled. He had many ways to deal with a golden-thread cobra.

Stepping into the dorm, Mo Wen was once again startled by what he saw. First, he saw a thirty-square-meter living room with a sofa, chairs, a TV, an air conditioner, and a refrigerator. It didn't look like a school dorm but more like his own home.

Dormitories at Huaxia University were six to a room, with a main living room and six separate rooms. Although students stayed for free, the conditions were good, but it was impossible for the school to provide sofas, air conditioners, TVs, and refrigerators. These must have been purchased by the students themselves.

Mo Wen didn't expect to be staying in a luxury dorm, but it was clear that this dorm was not easy to live in. Besides the exquisite furniture, there were many things that were hard to imagine for ordinary people.

The living room floor was densely covered with hundreds of red-backed centipedes, each about the length of a chopstick and two fingers wide, leaving no place to stand. On the sofa, several green, slender venomous snakes were entangled and twisted together. The ceiling was covered with spider webs, and baby-fist-sized spiders hung from them.

Mo Wen's mouth twitched. This wasn't a dorm; it was a den of venomous creatures!

He took a step back and looked at the doorplate of the dorm. It was indeed Dormitory 805, and he hadn't made a mistake. Was this really his dorm? Was the dormitory manager playing a trick on him? The dorm looked like a breeding ground for venomous creatures!

Indeed, the dormitory manager was playing a trick on him, but Mo Wen didn't know it yet.

For such a place to exist in a school dormitory was truly unbelievable!

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