Chapter 8 Happy University (VIII)
Feng Zhibei took a deep breath, suppressed the scream that was about to come out of her mouth, and tried to shake off the pale and cold hand on her wrist, but the space on the boat was too small, and the slightest force would risk capsizing the boat.
The hand was surprisingly strong, but it just held him and didn't do anything else.
Seeing that he couldn't shake off this inexplicable hand, and that the other party had no intention of attacking, Feng Zhibei calmed down, shook his wrist, and tried to communicate with the other party: "Hello, let's talk it over. Can you let go first?"
A few bubbles emerged from the water.
The pale fingers suddenly tightened, squeezing Feng Zhibei so hard that he groaned.
There was a dark shadow under the water, and with the sound of splashing water, the entire moon shadow was completely shattered.
Feng Zhibei's nerves were tense. The owner of his hand emerged from the water - his wet black hair stuck to his pale and strong chest, and drops of water were falling from his face, so seductive that his gender could not be determined, as if a mermaid was crying.
"...As expected, the fisherman can catch anything except fish."
He muttered to himself.
Feng Zhibei looked at the person in the lake for a moment, and suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.
The person in the water had dull eyes, which gradually focused after a slight tremor. He frowned slightly and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of water.
Feng Zhibei: "...?"
Doesn't look very smart.
"Wait, wait, you are the one..."
Feng Zhibei remembered everything. The man in the water was the dangerous man he had met in the dormitory before.
The other party's condition was as weird as the NPC by the lake. He looked a little soulless, and the sense of danger was gone. He was even attractive because of his superior appearance.
"...No matter who you are, can you let me go first?"
The black-haired man was stunned for a moment and let go of his hand.
"...Yan Jingming, I am...?"
The other party spoke hesitantly.
Hearing the name, Feng Zhibei's pupils shrank slightly. Just as he was about to continue asking, he saw the other party's expression stiffen, the moon shadow on the water suddenly disappeared, and a cold breath swept over.
The greenish white bones on the water surface gathered together, making a crackling sound as their joints collided.
The two people on the shore seemed to come to their senses suddenly, fell to their knees, looked at the black-haired man in the water, and murmured: "God has appeared..."
[Zizi ...
[Ding! The host disturbed Teacher Yan's rest, and Teacher Yan was very angry.
Please ask the host to calm Teacher Yan’s anger and try to survive!
Time: Unlimited]
Feng Zhibei's face darkened and he suddenly used the oar to block in front of him.
Cracks appeared on the already rotten wooden boards.
On the opposite side of the oar, Yan Jingming was holding the handle of a fruit knife, the blade digging into the wooden board, looking at him with some amusement.
"Didn't you say you completely trusted me when we were little? Why are you so defensive, huh?"
Feng Zhibei's face looked a little ugly. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word: "Get out!"
Yan Jingming laughed and shook his head.
He quickly pulled out the fruit knife, his body sank, and he disappeared, leaving only a few bubbles.
A drop of sweat dripped down Feng Zhibei's forehead, and he realized that he had been so nervous and his heart was beating so fast that it was a bit uncomfortable.
On the water surface, the white bones combined into bony palms and floated towards the boat.
He ignored the pain in his chest and rowed quickly away from here.
In the live broadcast room where the screen had just been restored, the number of viewers was increasing.
【Come here because of its reputation】
【Come here because of your reputation +1】
[Fuck, how did the kid’s face become like this?]
[Ah ...
[I'm just a casual observer. What is this streamer doing? Is this a fishing simulator?]
[That's all the scene fusion is about? Not exciting at all.]
The hull suddenly shook violently, and Feng Zhibei grabbed the sides of the boat tightly, thus avoiding the tragedy of being shaken into the water.
He looked back and saw dense white bones trying to crawl into the boat, which made his scalp tingle like termites crawling all over the boat on a rainy day.
Not far away, Yan Jingming was floating on the water, looking at him with a smile, his body covered with white bones, like a water ghost crawling out of hell.
[…I drew that conclusion too early]
[Why is this lake full of bones?]
[Wow, what's that in the water? Is it an NPC?]
[So exciting, two beauties fighting, hehe...]
[How can you conclude that this anchor is a beauty when you can't even see her face clearly?]
[You will know the previous one in a moment]
Feng Zhibei didn't care about anything else and paddled hard towards the shore.
We were getting closer and closer to the shore, just one step away.
"Do you think you can escape like this?"
A slightly mocking voice came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, water splashed everywhere, and the hull tilted backwards 45°. Feng Zhibei slid backwards uncontrollably.
“Oh my god!”
He cursed and just as he was about to adjust his posture, his neck was grabbed by a wet and cold hand.
!!!
Feng Zhibei punched back, but the hand on his neck tightened more and more. He gradually lost the strength to struggle and was dragged into the water.
With a muffled sound, a splash of water appeared on the water surface, and white foam floated, gradually disappearing with the waves.
[…? What’s going on?]
[He died right after arriving? ? ]
【???】
[After finally fixing the live broadcast, you show us this? ? ]
Under the water, Yan Jingming no longer pinched Feng Zhibei's neck, but pulled his arms and controlled his body to prevent him from swimming upwards.
Normal people cannot breathe in water, so death is just a matter of time.
Feng Zhibei's face turned pale, bubbles kept coming out of his mouth, his eyes rolled up, his face was flushed, and he looked like he was short of oxygen.
Yan Jingming seemed very satisfied. He pulled the other person to his side, loosened his arms, and stroked his face.
"You're nothing special. You're weak and selfish. You have all the weaknesses of a human being..." Yan Jingming's eyes seemed to show some pity. "No matter what happens, you'll still die in the lake in the end. No one will care about you."
"I don't know what your attraction is to them. You're just a failed experiment."
His voice passed through the water and entered Feng Zhibei's ears, sounding a little distorted.
Feng Zhibei looked at Yan Jingming with unfocused eyes, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something.
His arms were raised, as if to give the other a dying hug.
Yan Jingming still watched his movements with great interest.
"You'll never forget to hug me until you die? That guy really had a big influence on you."
He curled up the corners of his mouth and looked at the person who was gradually losing his life in his arms.
Suddenly, his pupils shook violently, and then he waved his hand, and a rapid stream of water rushed towards Feng Zhibei, throwing him far away.
Yan Jingming's smile disappeared, and he stared at Feng Zhibei, who was grinning in the water, and covered his neck with his hand, which was constantly bleeding.
Feng Zhibei stole his fruit knife at some point and stabbed it into his neck.
[Screw it, how did they do that???]
【???】
[I think I understand. When the host pretended to hug the NPC, he brushed past his pants and picked his pockets. The NPC probably couldn't tell if he had lost anything in the water...]
If it weren't in the water, the NPC would have been killed by this blow, right?
[No way, a broken knife can have such great power? ]
Feng Zhibei was thrown to the edge of the lake by the previous blow and was able to climb up the mud.
White bones kept crawling on his body, tearing his clothes, cutting his skin, and penetrating into his flesh.
He struggled to climb upwards, his lungs severely lacking in oxygen, and when he was about to collapse, he finally felt the water surface.
"Cough! Cough cough!"
The moment he emerged from the water, Feng Zhibei felt like he was reborn.
He rolled to the shore, knelt on the ground, supported himself with one hand, coughed violently, and vomited out several mouthfuls of dirty water mixed with blood.
The bones on his body turned into a pile of debris after reaching the shore and scattered with the wind, leaving only a few holes that continued to bleed.
He held the fruit knife tightly in his left hand, with a faint trace of blood on it.
"Ha... After all, it's a rusty fruit knife that can kill those monsters, so why can't it kill you?"
Feng Zhibei looked at Yan Jingming, who was glaring at him sinisterly, with a mocking look on his pale face.
"If I'm not mistaken, you can't get out of the water, right? So what are you going to do, Teacher Yan?"
He spat out a mouthful of water mixed with blood and said to the other person with a smile.
Yan Jingming was gloomy for a moment, then suddenly revealed an inexplicable smile:
"Want to know the truth? Go to the library."
After saying this, he suddenly dived into the water, leaving only a pool of blood swaying in the water.
Feng Zhibei was breathing heavily. He took a look at his stats, which had been chopped off by a large amount.
[Health: 62 Spirit: 43]
The total exploration level of the dungeon has reached 45%.
He shook his head, trying to clear his mind which had just been deprived of oxygen.
Not far away, Liu Hongtao and Xiaomei were still staring blankly at the lake, looking as if they were frightened by the scene just now.
Not feeling any threat from them for the time being, Feng Zhibei stood up and slowly sorted out the information.
[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the super advanced item - Teacher Yan's fruit knife.
Teacher Yan often uses this knife to perform useless fruit-cutting tricks to please his students, but this is actually a knife that can kill gods!
Listening to the slightly malicious voice of the system, Feng Zhibei calmed down.
He looked at the calm water and smiled suddenly.
"So it's interesting that you changed your career and came here to be a teacher after all these years."
So you two knew each other before?
A line of barrage floated by.
Feng Zhibei raised his eyelids and said gloomily, "I don't know him. He just shares the same name with someone I once had an ill-fated relationship with."
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1.31: Add some foreshadowing (sprinkled with pepper)
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