25 Menggui High School (25)

The Temptation of Delicious Snacks

The crisp tapping sound echoed clearly in the classroom and corridor. The students who were originally hiding in various parts of the classroom trembled and tried even harder to hide themselves, constantly praying in their hearts not to be discovered.

In their extreme terror, no one dared to even peek outside.

Until Qin Fu'an's voice rang out in the empty classroom.

"Any students still alive interested in discussing and answering these questions with me?"

Everyone: "..."

Xie Yunhuai couldn't help but glance at him, after all, it was the first time he had ever seen someone describe cheating in such a noble and righteous way.

They even discussed the questions and answered them together...

It was clearly absurd, but whether it was the persuasive power of Qin Fu'an's words or the impression his actions during the day had left on his classmates, enough to make them trust him, it was hard to tell.

So much so that after Qin Fu'an finished speaking, the students who had been cowering and hiding in the classroom all cautiously poked their heads out and stood up one by one.

This allowed Qin Fu'an and the viewers in the live chat to witness the students' incredible hiding abilities.

It lurks in the shadows cast by the lamplight; you can't detect its presence unless you get close enough to touch it with your skin.

Some even hide inside the narrow space under the desk, only revealing their twisted and deformed form when the desk is cleared of stacks of books.

There were also ghosts piled up on top of each other and hidden in the trash can behind. They were wearing tattered clothes and had many tattered papers on them. At first glance, you would never guess that there were at least three ghosts hiding in the stuffy trash can.

After all the students had huddled in the classroom like frightened quails, Qin Fu'an roughly counted and found that nearly ten students were still alive.

The reason I say "nearly" is because several students' test scores have dropped to 80 and 60 points.

They are all flirting wildly on the verge of becoming sports teaching tools.

Looking into the clear eyes filled with fear and anticipation, Qin Fu'an could clearly sense that these NPC students, who were expressionless during the day and seemed like copy-pasted versions of each other, actually had emotional fluctuations far exceeding those of ordinary people when facing life and death.

Because they want to live.

Like Xie Yunhuai, they are both insignificant NPC passersby in the eyes of players and viewers, and protagonists who are desperately struggling to survive in this school.

Amidst the students' fearful yet expectant gazes, Qin Fu'an closed the classroom door behind him, walked to the podium, and calmly addressed the trembling children: "As your substitute teacher and the proctor for this class, the exam is now halfway over, and I hope you all pass."

As Qin Fu'an walked onto the podium, Xie Yunhuai stood at the classroom door with props, on guard against any possible sudden monster attacks.

The other students in the classroom were also standing in an interesting position, all pressed against the wall, as far away as possible from the windows near the corridor.

Qin Fu'an knew very well that time was the most important thing they needed to seize right now, so without any wasted words, he immediately stood on the podium and quickly made arrangements.

The written language was about discussing how to answer the test questions, but in reality, it was about organizing the students to dismantle the legs of the tables and benches to use as weapons, and to pile up the remaining wood near the windows as a simple defense.

In addition, some students hung school uniforms covered with words written in blood and ink in the corridors. Some people filled the paper with their fastest writing speed and then threw it down from various places on the 4th floor, letting the cold wind blow these light strips of paper and scatter them all over the campus.

This high school dungeon, known as the "newbie graveyard," is simply not something that can be cleared by solo players or small teams.

Just as Qin Fu'an had guessed during the day, the player, as a student, was the lowest-ranking individual in the school, with no one lower.

Therefore, the only way to withstand all oppression and the threat of death is to expand the small group and gather the strength of more students from the lower classes to fight back.

Only in this way can we give ourselves a chance to survive.

Of course, this is on the premise that the player has the ability to organize the student NPCs; otherwise, cooperative confrontation is just a joke.

"Actually, going to the rooftop would be better. The rooftop is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it's also an excellent vantage point." Qin Fu'an was still somewhat dissatisfied after making all the arrangements.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yunhuai looked back at him with a puzzled expression.

For some reason, Qin Fu'an understood what the boy was trying to say: Then why not go to the rooftop?

“It’s true that it’s easy to defend but difficult to attack, but we will also lose all our escape routes.” He explained, “And since it’s a pop quiz, it means that candidates cannot leave the examination room at will, and no one knows whether going to the rooftop is a violation.”

If the game were even more malicious towards players and students, then locked-up places like rooftops would likely contain some small traps.

Qin Fu'an hated any uncertainties affecting his actions, so he had planned to leave the rooftop as soon as possible when the exam was halfway through.

After hearing his explanation, not only Xie Yunhuai suddenly understood, but even the students who had been eavesdropping also looked as if they had just realized something.

After that, she showed even more trust and reliance on Qin Fu'an in her words and actions.

The commotion on the fourth floor would naturally attract the monsters that were roaming around the school.

Unfortunately, the prey, who would normally scream and flee at the sight of them, seemed to have been given ten or eight times the courage of a bear and a leopard this time. Not only did they not run away, but when the monsters stumbled and rushed up, they excitedly raised their weapons.

[Teacher Qin said that students who pass this class will get to drink sweet honey water tomorrow, and students who manage to kill the monster will receive lots of delicious snacks.]

For the students who had never eaten any delicious food at school, this was like a windfall. Their initial fear quickly turned into a clear intent to kill the monster under the temptation of honey water and snacks.

They didn't doubt whether Qin Fu'an's offer was just empty promises, because everyone had seen today that under Qin Fu'an's care, Xie Yunhuai was living a life of luxury that they could only dream of.

Now, as long as they can maintain a passing grade, they can drink sweet honey water.

If they can kill a monster with their own hands, they can get delicious snacks they've never tasted before!

No child can resist such a temptation.

Moreover, they know better than anyone that Teacher Qin gave them these conditions and helped them answer the questions because he wanted them to pass so they could live a good life.

Faced with the threat of death and the temptation of delicious food, these seemingly terrifying monsters no longer seem so invincible.

When Xie Yunhuai first used a bubble machine to envelop a monster, and then the students behind him swarmed in and beat it to death, all the students who witnessed this scene and those who participated in it had their eyes redden with emotion.

These monsters can be killed.

These seemingly difficult questions can be solved and eliminated.

When a blood bar appears above the head of something seemingly invincible, it means that it has the potential to be defeated.

When an invincible entity is destroyed, it means that it has the potential to retaliate or even fight back.

Qin Fu'an did not keep the students confined in the classroom. Instead, he divided them into two teams and had them guard the two sides of the stairs. Xie Yunhuai led one team, and another stronger student led the other team.

After confirming that the children were all aggressively treating the monster as prey, Qin Fu'an found himself with some free time.

He stood in the corridor outside the classroom, leaning against the blood-stained wall, staring down at the pair of blood-red high heels that remained in the corridor not far away.

This is the proctor for the physical education class.

But apart from announcing the exam rules at the beginning, the other party never showed up.

Why are these shoes parked outside the classroom, alone here?

Qin Fu'an clearly remembered that there was absolutely no such eye-catching pair of high heels outside any other classroom.

If we extrapolate from an individual perspective, then this proctor should have remained here from the start of the exam and never left.

However, Qin Fu'an could not see the other person's presence.

That's really weird.

Qin Fu'an's eyes are an innate talent of his race; he can see through all the illusions of the world and understand the soul of every living being. However, he cannot see the presence of the proctor at this moment.

Seeing Qin Fu'an staring intently at those high heels, the audience, who had almost forgotten about the proctor, also began to wonder.

[Oh right, how come these shoes are still here? Don't they ever move around?]

Does anyone know what a proctor is?

[I know, but the rules don't allow me to reveal it (tired smile)]

[I know, but I've already received two yellow cards...]

[This feels really dangerous. Has the streamer noticed anything wrong? Maybe try picking it up and throwing it away?]

[...]

From the moment Qin Fu'an started organizing his students for a defensive counterattack, the chat in his live stream became a complete mess.

The chat is now a complete mess, with all sorts of comments. The only thing that's really helpful and can answer your questions is that you can't post any of the comments and you'll get all sorts of warnings popping up in the chat.

Unbeknownst to many, Qin Fu'an's face and the title of the live stream, "The Mysterious High School," quietly rose to the top of the popularity chart and continued to climb.

Until it quietly stopped on the newcomer page of the homepage recommendation list of the eerie live streaming room.

Qin Fu'an, however, was completely oblivious to the hype. Not only did he not engage in the lively interaction with the comments, but he also found the screen in the live stream too dazzling and moved it to a less conspicuous spot before continuing to stare at the pair of high heels in thought.

There are roughly two possibilities now.

First: The proctor's true form is this pair of blood-red high heels, which is why Qin Fu'an couldn't see anything else.

Second: The proctor had a way of deceiving Qin Fu'an's eyes by using rules and such, so Qin Fu'an could only see a pair of shoes.

Qin Fu'an leaned towards the second possibility. After all, in a school full of bizarre humanoid figures, the sudden appearance of a bizarre high-heeled shoe figure was somewhat illogical.

But if it is the second case, then he has to be wary of the potentially deadly crisis that may exist in the school.

For example, someone might silently approach you while you are blinded, and then strike you deadly.

Thinking of this, Qin Fu'an felt a sense of anticipation.

As the noise resumed at the stairwells on both sides, he glanced deeply at the shoes, then lifted his foot and walked past the mysterious and enigmatic high heels with a cold expression, as if he were passing by no one.

[Author's Note]

Yunzai: Honey water? Snacks?

Anzai: Don't worry, Xiao Xie, you have at least twice as much as others!

There will be another chapter updated at 12 o'clock.

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Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution:

One bottle of "Clear Rain and Lonely Boat";

Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!