Shi Xin's hands were shaking on the keyboard.

Every word of the conversation between Mingqiao and Sun Guiping outside the door fell accurately into his ears. From the moment he got the password, he knew that there was no turning back, whether it was Mingqiao, himself, or anyone in this school.

Sun Guiping controlled Mingqiao very well from beginning to end.

Starting from the restaurant, Sun Guiping should have known that Mingqiao was not good at sports. All the parts that tested his physical strength, such as making him swim in the leftover food bucket and the subsequent chase with the monsters and robots, were traps carefully designed by Sun Guiping for Mingqiao.

Then they went to the casino in the basement of the playground. Relying on his understanding of Ming Qiao, Sun Guiping knew that he was of good family background and had never been exposed to gambling or other dirty things, so he let him use his body and organs to gamble and make deals with those vicious NPCs.

Each item was tailor-made for Mingqiao, hoping to make him give up when faced with difficulties. In this predicament, if Mingqiao had any thought of retreating or giving up those students, Sun Guiping's goal would be achieved.

Now, Sun Guiping threatened Mingqiao with all the people around him, including Zhang Tao, Director Jiang, Shi Xin, and himself.

Shi Xin couldn't imagine how much pain Ming Qiao was in.

What a strong will and pure faith he must have to have come this far.

With the password, the "Good Student" system opens smoothly, occupying only a quarter of the entire screen. The main interface is in black, white and gray, and is so simple that it only has three click boxes, namely the Student Management Center, Teacher Management Center and the Academic Affairs Office.

Shi Xin first double-clicked to open the Student Management Center. There was an input box and a search box. Shi Xin tried to enter his name into the search box, and it showed his detailed personal file, including the record of him writing a 2,000-word self-examination for being late in junior high school.

But this was not what Shi Xin wanted. If he followed this method, he would have to know the names of all the students in the school. Moreover, he searched the entire system software and did not see any place to modify, delete, or call up all the student information. Although he had anticipated this result before he started, when the facts were in front of him, Shi Xin still felt disappointed.

He slowly wrote the decryption program. Shi Xin regretted that he had not paid enough attention in the computer elective course in college. Now he didn't know how much time he would waste with half-baked skills.

The sound of fighting outside the corridor could be heard from time to time, and you could tell it was very intense just by listening to the sound.

Mingqiao violated the rules, and his punishment might come in the next second, which would definitely be a cruel torture.

Shi Xin didn't dare to think about it. He could only concentrate on the matter at hand. He knew clearly that completing what Mingqiao had asked him to do would be the greatest help to him.

He broke out in a cold sweat as he finally retrieved all the student information. These files were stored in a folder, and Shi Xin was almost shocked when he opened it. There were more than 5,000 files in total, including all the information of all students in six grades from junior high school to high school.

The hidden folder storing these files was found, and subsequent deletion became much simpler, but there were too many files, and it would take a long time to wait for them to be deleted. Shi Xin hung up the backend, thought about it, and used the same method to delete the teacher files as well.

It was easier to destroy the system than to find the data to delete. He created a small virus that would loop infinitely. Not only would the application system be affected, but the entire computer and anything that had any connection to the computer would be affected. Shi Xin set a timer, and the virus would start the moment the data was deleted. Then, before the computer completely crashed, the mirror server would be started, and the system would automatically correct the time and return to May 1st.

Mingqiao said that he could not go back past June 1st before, but now Shi Xin could go back one month. Maybe the system had been damaged, or there were other reasons, but Shi Xin no longer had the energy to reason. On May 1st, nothing would happen, and even the procedures for Sun Guiping to be transferred to this school as the principal could not be completed.

After doing all this, Shi Xin's hands and feet became cold. The sound of fighting outside had stopped for a long time, and the long corridor returned to dead silence.

Shi Xin left the computer desk and slowly opened the office door.

The strong smell of blood rushed into his nose. With the help of the light coming from the office, Shi Xin saw three black shadows lying on the ground.

Ming Qiao was easy to recognize. His obsidian eyes were still open, and gentle, loose light was refracted from his dilated pupils. He was looking in the direction of the office, or rather, at himself.

"Mingqiao." Shi Xin was shaking so much that he could hardly speak. He half-knelt down and reached out to lift a strand of hair that was covering Mingqiao's face.

The strand of hair was also stained with blood, staining one of Shi Xin's fingers red. The cooled blood stuck to the finger, feeling sticky.

Mingqiao's face was scratched, and half of his skin was torn off and hung down at his chin. There were few intact parts of his body, and his limbs were all torn apart, just like Zhang Tao's, and connected by a few pieces of remaining skin and flesh.

When Shi Xin saw him, his mind went blank.

His temples were throbbing and his limbs were a little numb.

But he did not hear any screams of pain from Mingqiao in the office.

He swallowed it all.

"Ming Qiao." Shi Xin called out softly again.

But no one responded to him.

Shi Xin wanted to pick up Mingqiao from the ground, but he didn't know where to start. He didn't know if Mingqiao would fall apart if touched. He could only carefully position Mingqiao's limbs, then put one hand through his lower back and hold his knees with the other.

Shi Xin didn't have to use much effort to lift Ming Qiao off the ground; he was much lighter than he had imagined.

He went to a classroom next door and carefully placed Mingqiao, then turned back and dragged Zhang Tao in. As for Sun Guiping, Shi Xin really had no strength left.

Shi Xin's short-sleeved shirt was already stained with blood, damp, fishy, ​​and the bright color challenged his retina all the time.

He went to the fifth floor and explained the situation to Jiang Su. After arranging everything properly, he returned to his classroom on the second floor.

There were still half of the students left in the classroom. Shi Xin did not ask them where they had gone, because the paper posted in the corridor was already filled with densely packed rules, and there was even a blank A4 paper pasted next to it. This was enough to explain everything.

Shi Xin sat in his seat like a lost soul, staring blankly at the empty podium.

"You're back." The little girl who had argued with Shi Xin before was still there. She came over and whispered, "Many invigilators have gone crazy. They killed people without mercy. Many people died in other classes. The high school department was even worse. Students and teachers were fighting each other in the corridor. They bleed a lot, and the blood flowed down the corridor."

"Yeah." Shi Xin knew it was because of the system, but he had no way to stop it. The current situation was an inevitable result.

"I'm sorry." The little girl lowered her head and shed a few tears: "But, what should we do?"

"It's okay. I won't really die. I've verified it. But from now on, no one should die. Follow the rules and live well." Shi Xin's nose ached. He almost lost his voice and said, "As long as we survive tonight, everything will be over."

The rules that the students had tried out before played a big role at this time. Behind every rule were bloody lives. There was no need to memorize them deliberately, as these rules were deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

The sky began to turn pale, and the thick fog that had been lingering outside the teaching building also dissipated. Shi Xin finally covered his face helplessly, and tears fell from his burning eyes like a dam bursting, flowing out through his fingers and dripping onto the desk.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and ran up to the seventh floor in one breath and returned to the classroom where Ming Qiao was.

Soft light shone in from the window and covered Mingqiao's face.

Shi Xin had cried to the point of collapse and couldn't control herself.

He knew that Mingqiao would not die in reality, and they would go back to the time a month ago. They could finally go from knowing each other to falling in love and then be together normally.

But he just couldn't help it.

From the moment he saw Mingqiao falling to the ground, pain had already flooded his every limb.

Shi Xin sat next to Ming Qiao, took one of his hands, and reverently kissed the back of his hand.