Zhang Anran was unaware that the moth had landed on her textbook, but unfortunately, a kind bystander reminded her of it.

"A moth has landed on your textbook! It's crawling onto your hand!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Anran was on the verge of tears. She unconsciously stomped her feet while pleading with her deskmate Qiao Mengmeng for help in a tearful voice.

Although Qiao Mengmeng was plump and had a beautiful, large face, she was just a weak woman at heart. Taking advantage of the moment the moth flew onto Zhang Anran's biology textbook, she quickly ran away.

The situation has truly reached its most critical moment. Which brave soul will step forward and stage a heroic rescue?

Ma Shaolong? He was hiding to the side, looking terrified.

Chen Bing? He sat in his seat as if it were none of his business.

Cai Kunnan? Although he was very interested in the moth, he was helpless because of the remote location and the crowd of people seeking refuge nearby.

Shang Yunmiao, Zhang Xinyu, Ma Lele, Wen Xin, Li Wentong? As girls, they need no further explanation. Including Zhang Xinyu, they all stayed far away. So, whether a person is mature or not has nothing to do with whether they are afraid of insects.

Sigh~

It seems that... all the so-called famous scholars in the world are nothing but incompetent cowards. Among the seventh grade class one, the only one who can be called a hero is me, Cai Shichen.

Just when Zhang Anran was in dire straits, a man stepped forward, bypassed the panicked crowd, and resolutely walked towards the giant moth.

The students in the class only saw him holding a paper stick, his thick, naturally curly black bangs covering half of his eyes. His simple black clothes made his skin appear even darker, making him look like a messenger descended from the night sky.

He is Cai Shichen!

Seeing that someone had finally come to help her, Zhang Anran was overwhelmed with gratitude. She looked at Cai Shichen with expectant eyes. Although he was dark-skinned, short, and unattractive, it did not diminish his imposing presence in the slightest.

The other students in the class were also impressed by Cai Shichen. They never expected that this person, who usually seemed mischievous and unruly, would be so brave at the crucial moment.

The admiring looks from his classmates, the expectant gaze of Zhang Anran with her pigtails, and the distant shouts of "Go, Brother Chen!" from the back row all fueled Cai Shichen's excitement. He felt a surge of energy, as if he'd been injected with adrenaline. The paper stick he'd made from a math book was no longer just a paper stick; it was now a sword foretold by the gods. The moth he was about to challenge was no longer just a moth; it was now the Demon King, dwelling in his castle and having kidnapped the princess.

Today, I, the brave Cai Shichen, am determined to slay the Demon King!

As he took his stance and fixed his gaze on the moth, Cai Shichen exuded a chilling aura.

Sensing the murderous aura emanating from the surrounding air, the moth perched on the biology textbook instinctively spread its wings.

My goodness, what kind of picture was that for Tsai Shih-Chen?

The ugly moth, originally no bigger than half a fist, stretched out its wings and covered a quarter or a fifth of a biology textbook! Moreover, the downy hairs hidden under its wings and its ugly tail that throbbed like a heart were all on full display before Cai Shichen. He hadn't seen it clearly from a distance, but as he got closer, he realized how terrifying this insect was.

Nature is truly amazing, and humans are truly strange too.

When he was a child, Cai Shichen would often think that animals would spread their wings or arms to frighten enemies when they were frightened, from animal documentaries or other places.

But today, this moth proved to him through a real demonstration that spreading its wings to intimidate enemies is not stupid; it is actually very effective.

Besides its increased size, the moth with its outstretched wings also conveyed a dangerous signal to Cai Shichen: "I'm about to take off, and I'll be in your mouth next."

Cai Shichen was terrified. The once spirited hero was now like a three-year-old child, screaming and running away in fear of the terrifying giant moth.

Although his classmates were disgusted by his behavior, no one paid attention to his embarrassing moment anymore. The moth had already taken flight again and was once more hovering above the classroom.

Terrified, Zhang Anran buried her face in her desk and cried after the moth left. She was so distraught that she no longer cared about the moth or anything like that.

As soon as the moth left, the distribution of people in the class changed significantly. Many people noisily moved from one side to the other, and the wall of people blocking Cai Kunnan's way finally dispersed.

Unable to contain his excitement, he picked up the Geography Sword and strode confidently toward the moth, seemingly eager to collect it as a specimen.

"Ah! It's flying that way!"

Along with this terrified cry, Qiao Mengmeng, who had just abandoned Zhang Anran, discovered that the moth was flying straight towards her at an extremely fast speed, and in no time, it landed steadily on her large face.

"ah!!!!!!"

Startled, Qiao Mengmeng launched a 130-decibel scream at the moth, which effectively scared it away, and it continued to hover in the air.

However, Cai Kunnan, who had already rushed forward, was also accidentally injured by her screaming attack. He was so shocked that he clutched his head and bent over in pain, clearly losing his fighting ability.

And so, the students watched helplessly as the moth circled again and again above the classroom, their fear mirroring that of civilians facing a bomber.

Seeing this, Chen Bing rolled up her notebook to protect herself, while also looking for a suitable opportunity to strike.

But just then, the moth's flight path changed again.

"Ah! It's going to fall that way!"

That was the first one or two rows by the window in the classroom, where Shang Yunmiao, Zhang Xinyu, Ma Lele, and other girls were.

The delicate girls screamed again, but the moth stubbornly hovered above them, refusing to come down, as if its purpose was solely to frighten them.

The boys, including Ma Shaolong, were heartbroken to see the prettiest girls in the class so frightened. But faced with a moth that actually dared to land on a person's face, they dared not make a move. Just standing by and watching was already considered brave; most of them had already run away from the classroom.

Perhaps it was tired from flying for so long, the moth slowed down and hovered at a lower altitude, clearly preparing to land on a few black heads.

Realizing this, Zhang Xinyu raised her tearful eyes, mustered her courage, and waved the book, only to have it easily swatted away by a moth. At that moment, she lost all courage.

"Someone, someone please help me!?"