Chapter 065 Collection Hall

Recently, players have been feeling a bit uneasy.

The atmosphere in the module finally seemed to be no longer calm. After experiencing that ghost-catching incident, the students seemed to have different thoughts in their minds. Players couldn't help but worry whether a major change in the module was about to happen.

Sheng Mao said with some distress: "If the module really has a plot-killing, what should we do?"

Wang Qi sighed as he walked, "It would be best if we could find a place to hide and try to avoid direct confrontation. By the way, what are you worried about? You obviously have the highest chance of survival among us, right?"

Regardless of his identity as a student union member or his natural skills, Sheng Mao's chances of surviving are much greater than the two of them. After spending some time together, Wang Qi also discovered that she couldn't expect Sheng Mao to become brave.

Sheng Mao scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. Chen Sisi sat in a wheelchair, listening to the conversation between the two, and smiled gently with her lips pursed.

The most reliable teammates he has met so far are not as superficial and stupid as the previous teams, and they will not abandon their teammates easily. As the only male in the team, Sheng Mao secretly made up his mind to protect them.

Although his power is currently ineffective, he will not abandon them.

"Hey, the person in front is..." Wang Qi stopped.

Sheng Mao looked in the direction of the voice and saw a student standing on the road ahead. His appearance instantly reminded him of who he was: "Ming Cheng?"

As a legendary survivor, Mingcheng is obviously a very important key NPC. However, he usually keeps to himself in class, often sleeping on his desk. After school, he disappears without a trace, and players have no chance to get close to him.

"Why is he here suddenly?"

Wang Qi was a little confused, but Mingcheng also saw them and actually walked towards them.

Ming Cheng said, "You are the second-year transfer students, right?"

Sheng Mao replied with some caution: "Yes, what's the matter, Senior?"

Mingcheng's gaze lingered on him for a moment: "It seems that you are together. I have something to say to you, especially you, Sheng Mao."

The players looked at each other, no one knew what Mingcheng wanted to do, but they had no reason to refuse Mingcheng.

Ming Cheng: "This is not a good place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else if you want to know about Rong Le."

When the players heard this name, their expressions changed subtly.

Ming Cheng saw all of this, with a slight smile on his face, and said meaningfully, "I know everything you want to know."

…

Rong Le stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the office. All the decorations had been removed and the entire office became empty. Only the large round table stood in the center of the top floor, as if it had returned to its original dilapidated appearance.

All the curtains on the circular top floor were removed at this time, and under the high dome, the place seemed extremely sacred.

After today, the corrupt power will completely disappear in the autumn sea.

The scales of judgment in his hand emitted a faint light.

The boy was wearing Qiu Hai's uniform, with his hair tied together by a dark green headband that matched his eyes. He looked up at the sky with a cold and arrogant expression.

"I swear to the great God that I will offer you my utmost loyalty. Please grant me peace, wisdom, and power."

The light of the props became brighter and brighter, and the scales behind it seemed to be really weighing something.

"As the student council president of Qiuhai Private High School, Rong Le, I accuse Rong Qing of being a ghost."

In an instant, almost all the students in the school looked up as if they had sensed something.

On their nameplates, the numbers representing the points suddenly began to jump wildly, gradually falling down, and finally returned to zero.

The number 0 is so shocking, as if it is vaguely foreshadowing something.

"I swear on my soul that I will clear all the ghosts from this campus."

Rong Le's voice echoed in this space. The power around the props almost condensed into substance, forming an air wave that swept across the entire space, including the tall statues standing outside the gate and in the center of the teaching building, which were all faintly echoing.

The sunlight fell on the window, dividing Rong Le's face into light and dark sides. His dark green eyes were full of indifferent divinity, and it seemed that through his eyes, one could see the depth and solemnity of the Middle Ages.

“…Everything is for the bright future of the school.”

On campus.

"What happened? Why did my points suddenly return to zero?!"

"Mine too, what's going on?"

One after another, people discovered that their own and others' points had suddenly returned to zero, and they couldn't help but panic.

Points are the foundation of everything in Qiu Hai's life. Without points, it is almost equivalent to a person losing his meaning. This rule has long been subtly ingrained into everyone's mind. These students instantly developed a strong sense of unease and tried to find the reason in a daze.

They don't know that the source of points has always been the power of the statue. After years of accumulation, the points of all students have accumulated to a terrifying number.

Rong Le used all the points of all the students in Qiuhai, and by putting these points together, he could eliminate Rong Qing.

This blatant declaration was equivalent to telling Rong Qing that he was going to take action against him. As the accused, Rong Qing did not hesitate in the face of the threat and responded immediately.

Even under the crazy suppression of the Student Union, Rong Qing still quietly transformed a lot of ghosts. These ghosts were distributed in various classes and immediately rioted under his command.

They began to bite the classmates around them frantically.

This is simply equivalent to releasing zombies into the crowd. The disaster and spread caused are terrifying. Soon many students were infected, and the unprepared students also turned into ghosts.

When the others saw their classmates turned into monsters, they all ran outside in panic.

Suddenly, screams broke out in the teaching building.

However, the same thing happened on the streets outside the campus. Countless monsters chased their running prey, blood splattered on the ground, and the infected students quickly turned into new ghosts.

In a short period of time, it mutated into a mindless monster, staggering to its feet from the ground and joining the attacking camp.

For a moment, the entire campus turned into a living hell.

"Be careful!" Sheng Mao saw Wang Qi pushing a wheelchair. They were caught off guard and attacked by ghosts on the road. These ghosts were very fast and showed greedy desire for them.

Wang Qi didn't care about stability and pushed Chen Sisi forward quickly. Chen Sisi tried hard to hold on to the armrests of the wheelchair, for fear of falling off due to the bumps.

However, even so, they were getting closer and closer to the ghost.

"Run!" Wang Qi shouted.

Sheng Mao's feet seemed to have taken root, standing there motionless, even his calves trembling slightly. His pupils contracted and he stared at the ghosts closely.

Then he ran towards Wang Qi, picked up Chen Sisi and the wheelchair and rushed forward. Wang Qi followed behind him, putting a certain distance between himself and the ghost behind him.

However, as time went on, more and more ghosts noticed the three preys and began to attack them.

A trace of despair flashed across Wang Qi's eyes.

"You take Sisi and run forward, I'll..." Before she could finish her words about wanting to cover her, Sheng Mao interrupted her harshly, "You take Sisi and run, I'll cover your rear!"

"You're crazy, you're going to die!" someone screamed in retort.

Chen Sisi had never hated herself as much as she did now, feeling like a burden. She stopped whispering and practically yelled, "Put me down! Put me down!"

If they put her down, they might still have a chance!

However, at this moment, Sheng Mao's tone was more resolute than ever before: "You two go first, I'll cover you. My skills can allow me to escape the sight of these ghosts. This place is very close to the auditorium. You go to the safe house and wait for me. I'll come find you after I shake them off!"

"Sheng Mao..."

There was disbelief in Wang Qi's voice.

Sheng Mao, who is so afraid of his life and even a little timid in his normal character, has a good temper and rarely gets angry. Although he is afraid when encountering dangerous tasks, he will not shirk them.

Neither she nor Chen Sisi hated him, and they had no objection even if Sheng Mao left them alone and ran away.

However, Sheng Mao was willing to go into danger to save them.

Sheng Mao carried Chen Sisi up the stairs and handed her to Wang Qi, giving them a soothing smile: "Wait for me to come back."

Then he ran down the big steps. The ghosts below saw him and chased after him.

With tears in her eyes, Wang Qi turned around and ran towards the auditorium with Chen Sisi.

Sheng Mao, he absolutely, absolutely must come back alive!

…

The campus was filled with ghosts' carnival, and the doomsday-like scene plunged all the students into panic.

The students who had temporarily survived the riot huddled in a classroom, kept quiet, closed the doors and windows, and tried their best not to make any noise.

Fortunately, most of the ghosts outside do not have intelligence, so they were able to survive.

After a while, some students couldn't help sobbing.

"What on earth are those monsters?"

The boy's face was gloomy. If Wang Qi and the others were there, they would recognize him as the one who stood up to refute the student union. "The thing outside is probably what the student union calls a 'ghost'."

As soon as this title came out, everyone became excited.

"Do ghosts really exist? Those monsters...are hiding among us!"

A student who witnessed his classmate turning into a ghost couldn't help but turn pale.

"Why did these ghosts suddenly riot? And hasn't the student union been catching these ghosts? Why did this happen?"

"So, the student union wasn't lying to us?!"

"But why did they suddenly disappear? And our points have been reset to zero. We have no resistance to the ghosts. What on earth did those people from the student union do?"

"It's so scary... I want to go home!"

"Why would we encounter such a thing? This is simply unreasonable!"

Everyone's spirits were a little broken.

Their voices gradually grew louder, and suddenly there was a rustling sound outside. Everyone suddenly felt like a parrot with its neck pinched, unable to make a sound.

I don’t know how much time passed before the rustling sound gradually faded away.

Their voices couldn't help but become much quieter.

The boy sneered and said, "Rong Le is definitely planning some conspiracy. We are all his tools. Maybe he has been using points to control us to satisfy his selfish desires!"

"But what exactly does the president want to do?" Someone frowned slightly.

The boy said confidently, "Everything is obvious. Rong Le has been trying to get us more points, and these points are the power of the gods. Although he can use the statue to judge ghosts, he can't completely eradicate them."

"The existence of ghosts will affect his rule, so we have become the source of his power. According to my analysis, there must be some connection between the ghosts and the statues. Rong Le's goal is to completely occupy the power of the statues!"

This conclusion was irrefutable. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, a feeling of anger at being used and toyed with washing over them.

"That tyrant... all this is for his own selfish desires, and he makes us his stepping stones!"

"Protecting us is a nice thing to say, but it's obviously all for his own benefit."

They angrily vented their fear of ghosts on Rong Le, as if this could find a reasonable explanation for everything.

Someone suddenly said, "We must resist the tyrant!"

"Yes, we must resist!"

"He took all our points, knowing full well that the demons would riot. He didn't even care about our lives!"

Everyone said angrily.

The boy continued, "We must find Rong Le and put an end to his conspiracy."

His words were echoed by the crowd. They had been hiding here for a while now, and no ghosts had appeared outside. One student bravely lifted the curtain and took a look outside: "All the ghosts outside have gone away."

So they began to tentatively leave the classroom and walk into the corridor.

As expected, the ghost did not appear again. Not only that, the teaching building was even too clean, completely unlike the terrifying rampage it had wreaked before.

Someone asked in confusion: "Why are all those monsters gone?"

The boy who had been guiding the group suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes when he heard this: "Something is amiss. Could it be... that someone from the student union has arrived?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came from the other side of the corridor.

Yan Liu glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Hmm? There are still survivors here. I didn't expect there are so many."

His indifferent attitude angered everyone, and the boy sarcastically asked, "Why, are you sorry to see that we're okay?"

Yan Liu didn't even raise his eyebrows. He pushed up his glasses and said, "It seems you have some misunderstandings about the Student Union. Our responsibility is to protect you, not to stand on your side of independence. We even got rid of the ghosts in this building."

The student union has always had special methods to deal with ghosts, and they all know this.

Because the student union has more points than other clubs, too high a number of points does have a deterrent effect on ghosts. Rong Le has a statue of a deity, so members who specialize in dealing with such situations will be blessed by the statue, while student union members from some ordinary departments are no different from ordinary students.

Someone excitedly said, "Stop joking! You are all the tyrant's lackeys. In order to complete his conspiracy, you don't care about us at all!"

Seeing how sharp their emotions were, the other members couldn't help but frown.

The atmosphere was a bit tense for a while, the two sides confronted each other, and neither side made any move.

Boy: "We can talk about these things later. What we should be thinking about now is how to leave here, right?"

Yan Liu: "This place has been cleaned up by the student union. It's safest to stay here. There are a lot of ghosts outside. We can't guarantee everyone's safety."

"What?!" Some students hesitated to speak after hearing this, and some looked in the direction of the boy.

Yan Liu saw all of this.

The boy said clearly, "But with so many of us, whether it's our daily routine or our diet, it's all a problem. I'm afraid it's not enough for you to take care of us here. Don't we need you outside?"

Yan Liu's eyes fell on the boy's nameplate: "Song Tie, you are very good."

He said calmly, "These are the president's instructions. We are just following his orders. As for the people outside, you don't have to worry about them. We will take care of it."

What do you mean by handling it well? The school is so big, how can the students outside wait for rescue!

Song Tie suppressed his anger and said, "What if we must go out? There are still our classmates outside, we have to help them!"

Yan Liu said coldly: "The request is rejected. Please go back to the classroom to rest. Everything will be over soon."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but try to leave by bypassing the student union members.

However, the members who were selected to fight against the ghosts had all been trained and blessed with divine power, and they quickly suppressed everyone.

Soon, the last person was thrown into the classroom.

Yan Liu stood outside the door, staring at Song Tie who had stood up from the ground and the people who were waiting for him angrily, with no expression on his face: "I won't let you hinder the president's plan."

…

Rong Le strolled around the campus. Low-level ghosts could not get close to him at all, so his journey was smooth.

The library was still some distance away from the statue, but when crossing a forest, Rong Le was stopped by a group of people as expected.

"Rong Le, stop now." Zhan Mingyue raised her hand to stop him, the girl's eyes showing reluctance and struggle.

"Whatever you want to do, many people have already been sacrificed. You can't continue like this."

Rong Le tilted her head slightly, a little surprised, with a hint of surprise in her voice: "Ming Yue? I didn't expect it to be you."

Next to Zhan Mingyue were Chang Shan and other familiar classmates. This scene was particularly glaring. Everyone stood against him. As classmates, they naturally stood on his side.

However, it was obvious at this point that they had betrayed him.

Even when facing Rong Le's gaze, they more or less looked away, turning their heads away and not looking at him.

Zhan Mingyue said softly: "Rongrong, many people have died now. The entire school, including classmates, have sacrificed their lives. I know you are trying to stop the ghost, but..."

Chang Shan silently held her shoulders.

"I see, that's what you all think."

Rong Le glanced at everyone and said calmly, "You have your own beliefs and are determined to take action. I am pleased for you, but..."

"You don't understand. What I'm doing is absolutely right. The current situation is paving the way for a brighter future. Do you think you can stop me like this?"

Only then did they realize that Rong Le had not shown any sign of panic since she saw them.

Rong Le: "Even you can't stop my plan. Everything will go according to plan."

"Baiyue, I leave this to you."

"Ah, leave it to me."

Bai Yue closed his eyes slightly and shrugged his shoulders. There were still scattered traces of monster blood on his body, as if he had accidentally stained it while cleaning up the monsters. He looked at the students in Class A of Grade 3 and smiled meaningfully: "I will protect them well."

…

The campus, which used to be leisurely and peaceful, was now deserted. Rong Le lowered her eyes to look at the bloodstains on the ground that were dragged by something unknown, and slowly stepped over.

He was walking alone in the empty campus, and he could already see the statue from a distance.

"Don't go any further."

The familiar yellow-haired man said with a trembling voice, he opened his arms and blocked Rong Le's way.

Rong Le stopped and looked at him with an ambiguous expression: "Oh? If I remember correctly... you are a member of the student union, right? What are you doing here? Didn't Yan Liu call everyone together?"

Behind Sheng Mao, there is a girl with two ponytails, looking pretty and energetic; the other one is sitting in a wheelchair, with long hair draped over her shoulders, looking calm and gentle.

"No, it's me." Sheng Mao's voice was a little embarrassed, but he still stood in front of him firmly, "I plan to stop you. I don't want Qiu Hai to be completely destroyed."

Rong Le's eyes swept over the last person who was not facing him: "Did someone say something to you?"

The two of them had known each other for a long time, and even from behind, they could clearly identify each other: "Mingcheng, you misled them, right?"

Mingcheng moved slightly and turned to look at Rong Le. He still had that gentle smile on his face, as if he wouldn't feel angry no matter who betrayed him.

Ming Cheng bewitched these transfer students and used words to mislead Wang Qi, who was the most sensitive to lies among the three, causing the players to mistakenly turn their attention to Rong Le, thinking that the student council president was a module boss that must be defeated.

So much time has passed, and he has long realized that the Council is a cancer to Qiu Hai.

Rong Le abolished the council's system and chose to continue fighting against the ghosts, which was the best choice for Qiu Hai.

However, the real source of Qiu Hai's deformed system comes from the huge statue of God planted on campus. As long as the power of God exists on campus, students will be infected by the strange power and willingly obey the deformed system.

He knew clearly that Rong Le's ultimate goal was not to completely control the statue, but to completely eradicate ghosts, statues, and other supernatural forces from the campus.

So he has been exacerbating the conflict between students and the student union. The more he oppresses those students, the more violent the backlash will be in the end.

Rong Le: "Mingcheng, it's been a long time since we last spoke. I didn't expect it would be like this when we spoke again."

Mingcheng inexplicably felt the urge to break his mask violently.

He laughed at himself and said, "In your eyes, I'm not important at all. I'm just a tool for you to gain a foothold. You use me to avoid unnecessary trouble and gain access to the student union."

"Your goal has always been clear: the power of the Council, or rather, the statue."

Rong Le said calmly, "There's no need to say such unnecessary words. I know exactly why you're trying to stop me."

Sheng Mao listened to their conversation, exchanged a glance with Wang Qi and the others without leaving a trace, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Mingcheng is the only important NPC they can contact. In addition, his words and what is happening in the module all prove that Rong Le is the final boss of this module.

What made them make up their minds was the new task that came along with Mingcheng's invitation to form a team.

[Main Mission 2: Prevent the final boss from ruling the Autumn Sea and assist teammates in clearing the module.]

[Current number of teammates: 4.]

Obviously, apart from the three of them, the fourth teammate is Mingcheng.

If the final boss's conspiracy can be truly stopped, the fog in reality will surely dissipate a lot.

In the end, they followed and participated in the main mission.

Although none of them have the talent to fight, the four of them are more than enough to suppress Rong Le.

Rong Le: "It seems that you have really decided to stop me."

His eyes swept over the thing hanging on Mingcheng's waist, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "When I first knew you could use a sword, I wanted to compete with you.

Ming Cheng didn't know what he was feeling at the moment, but he drew out his Western swords, handed one of them to Rong Le, and stood face to face with Rong Le.

Seeing this, Sheng Mao and others nearby moved away, leaving the space for the two of them.

During the brief time he spent with Rong Le, Ming Cheng once dragged him to the tennis court, but the boy was clearly not interested, so Ming Cheng simply assumed he didn't like this competitive sport.

He did not force him to try other sports, and even when he mentioned that he had practiced fencing, the boy just murmured in agreement.

He had never understood him. Ming Cheng thought so, and his heart, which had been as stagnant as a pool of water, couldn't help but ache again.

He has been avoiding meeting Rong Le since he announced that he would inherit the position of president. However, even so, he is still concerned about Rong Le.

What a complete loser, Mingcheng.

He laughed at himself in his heart.

They didn't wear any protective gear, so the swords became completely sharp objects, and any attack would cause damage to the body.

Without any warning, the two men raised their swords and attacked each other at the same time.

The sound of swords clashing rang out, and they exchanged several moves at lightning speed. Since they had all received orthodox fencing education, their moves were smooth and natural, making them particularly spectacular to watch.

But then the moves became more and more dangerous. Ming Cheng failed to hit him and subconsciously wanted to push back, but Rong Le followed closely with her long sword pointing directly at him!

"bite!"

Mingcheng blocked the attack with his sword and narrowly avoided it.

He retreated repeatedly, keeping a safe distance from Rong Le, with cold sweat running down his forehead.

The feeling of oppression... is so strong.

Rong Le suddenly said, "Mingcheng, if you don't have the awareness to fight, you won't be able to truly unleash the full power of your sword."

Mingcheng was slightly startled and looked up at him.

Before this, no one had ever dared to challenge him like this on the court, and he had never thought that he would be suppressed like this.

He calmed his mind and attacked again. His sword became more powerful. From an outsider's perspective, every move was so dangerous that people couldn't help but sweat for the two people on the field.

The snow-white sword light kept flashing, and Sheng Mao stared at the calm and sharp figure on the field, standing there in a daze.

Why...why did he seem to feel that he had seen such a beautiful sword light?

"Zheng!"

Mingcheng was unable to withstand the fierce attack from the opponent. His palm suddenly felt numb and the sword fell to the ground.

"You lost." Rong Le still maintained a straight sword-holding posture, elegant and polite, without any disturbance in her aura.

Mingcheng stood there with his head lowered in silence.

Rong Le: "Mingcheng, I won't stop you from making your choice."

Mingcheng suddenly looked up at him.

Rong Le knew his plan very well and even kept a tacit attitude!

When did he discover it?

Or maybe everything he did secretly was also part of Rong Le's plan?

Mingcheng had a slight look of astonishment on his face. Rong Le walked past him and slowly forward.

As he passed by him, he paused slightly and said with a sigh, "If ghosts didn't exist, perhaps you could really bring about a change in Qiu Hai."

However, in the original world, Mingcheng's existence and the Council were wiped out without a trace by Rongqing, and apparently everyone was killed.

He walked past him and headed towards the idol.

Soon, Mingcheng and the players were left far behind, and Rong Le finally walked in front of the statue.

He looked up at the statue, which was scaled to the same scale as the [Scales of Judgment]. The tall statue was particularly shocking, and no matter who stood under it, they would appear extremely small.

Rong Qing just stood here, looking up at the huge statue, with no one around.

He said, "Brother, I'm here."

Rong Qing: "I didn't expect you to suddenly take action. It really disrupted my plan."

Rong Le: "After all, my goal is to eliminate all the ghosts. I can't keep playing house with you. Before I graduate, there is bound to be a showdown between us."

"But I didn't expect my brother to be so clever. He'd been holding me back from the start, forcing me to hide in Qiu Hai for such a long time..."

Rong Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Rong Le said calmly, "There's no need to pretend to be human at a time like this. It's ridiculous to act so hypocritical."

Rong Qing: "Did you find out?"

"A monster from nowhere has taken over Rong Qing's body and inherited his consciousness. Even if you disguise yourself well enough, or even say you are Rong Qing, some things are changed."

"Rong Qing only wants to change this school, but you want to control it. Since you can't leave Qiu Hai, you control other students to go outside and infect more people."

Rong Le slowly raised his eyes and walked towards Rong Qing: "You tried to make this place your own nest, even hoping to escape the suppression of the statue."

"However, your ambition is too great. Countless tragedies have occurred in Qiuhai, enough to threaten the entire region and even spread across the continent. For the safety of everyone, everything must be ended at the source."

Rong Qing smiled sarcastically: "You are actually trying to help those humans. Don't you know how the students think of you behind your back?"

Rong Le replied calmly: "I know, but that has nothing to do with me. I saved them, and it has nothing to do with them. I don't need anyone to judge my actions. As long as the final result is what I want, that's enough."

Rong Qing chuckled softly, "Really...it's quite cold and yet a lofty ideal."

He sighed as he spoke, "It's precisely because you always appear invincible that it makes people want to break that mask of calm. I'm looking forward to the day when your sincerity is betrayed and you fall into complete despair."

"That must, must be a very beautiful sight."

…

As time went by, the students imprisoned by the Student Union became more and more depressed.

Some of them could barely see through the window that there seemed to be someone moving around near the statue, but those who looked more closely could see nothing.

Someone gnashed his teeth and said, "These student union lackeys are all siding with that tyrant."

"Everyone, don't worry. I just contacted my friends in the student union. They are also very dissatisfied with the current situation and want to rebel against the student union president. They are gathering people to fight against Yan Liu and the others. They will rescue us soon."

Song Tie lowered his voice just enough for the people around him to hear.

"Really? That's great!"

Everyone was surprised.

Whether it was the fact that Song Tie dared to resist the student union from the very beginning or his performance in the face of the student union's atrocities, he was worthy of their trust, and the authenticity of his words did not need to be questioned.

Soon, they heard an unusual commotion outside.

"Why are you deserting your posts? What are you guys doing..."

Yan Liu's voice was filled with surprise and anger.

"Senior, not everyone wants to support the president's plan. Those who sacrificed themselves outside are our classmates. We cannot accept the president's ideals. Today we must resist!"

"Yes, we must resist! Let the people inside out!"

The commotion in the corridor gradually grew louder. It seemed that many people were gathering in the corridor outside. Some clever students in the classroom climbed up the window and saw the scene in the corridor.

"There's an internal conflict among the student union members outside. They're here to save us!" he said excitedly.

Everyone cheered immediately, and Song Tie walked out of the classroom past everyone, meeting the gazes of everyone in the corridor.

Yan Liu led a group of people to confront the student union members on the opposite side. Although his face was grim, it was obvious that the opponents had the upper hand in numbers.

What's more, if a fight really breaks out, they won't be able to stop all of them.

Yan Liu frowned: "This is none of your business, go back quickly."

Song Tie said calmly, "Senior, I'm afraid we are not the ones who are at a disadvantage now. You can no longer control the situation. You have done your best to fulfill the president's instructions. It's our turn next."

Yan Liu: "What are you going to do?"

Song Tie said loudly: "Of course it is to judge the student union president!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up.

Unlike their previous numbness, they now felt a deep disgust and a desire to destroy the statue and the student union that controlled their freedom.

"Put on trial all those who are against Qiu Hai! We are justice, and we need to take back our freedom!"

"What statue, what student union, and those monsters, all go to hell!"

"Give us back our freedom, give it back to us!"

Yan Liu said in a deep voice: "You are crazy."

Song Tie raised the corners of his mouth slightly, not knowing whether he was happy or sad for someone: "Who is the real madman?"

"It's time to take back what belongs to us. Let's go."

Song Tie turned and walked out, and the students in the classroom followed him like a tide.

The members behind Yan Liu wanted to stop them, but were stopped by the student union members who had turned against them.

They could only watch the students leave.

…