Chapter 45 Grave Numbers Above All 7 Sixth Middle School
The students around him were all lying down, only Wu Wangwang was awake. A clock hung on the blackboard, turning at a standard speed. It was almost time for the start of morning self-study. The homeroom teacher would appear on time and then the morning self-study would begin.
According to the rules, food is not allowed in the classroom; otherwise, punishment will be imposed and points will be deducted.
I already lost two points yesterday. If I lose another one, my grades for the first week will be terrible without any effort.
Wu Wangwang stared at the dead fish in the drawer, its eyes seemingly gleaming with an eerie light.
After a moment of silence, Wu Wangwang grabbed the fish and its intestines with her bare hands and threw them out the window. She then randomly selected a classmate and wiped her hands clean on his school uniform.
After finishing all that, Wu Wangwang calmly sat back down in her seat. The next second, the homeroom teacher entered the room, and the surrounding student NPCs instantly "came to life," raising their heads and numbly beginning their daily routine.
The class representative went up to the front of the class with the Chinese textbook, ready to lead the reading. Suddenly, the homeroom teacher stopped the class representative, and after a cold look swept over the whole class, suddenly stared at Wu Wangwang, saying, "Who brought something into the classroom to eat?"
The NPCs all glared at him with resentment, as if Wu Wangwang, who had disturbed their studies, was a heinous criminal.
Wu Wangwang remained motionless, not even changing her expression, looking more like an NPC than an NPC herself.
No one responded. The homeroom teacher, unable to wait any longer, continued, "Whoever did it, step forward and confess. If I catch you, it won't just be a point deduction! Violating school rules will be punished!"
The classroom remained silent, and Wu Wangwang stood motionless.
The homeroom teacher couldn't stand it anymore. She strode over to Wu Wangwang and pulled aside Wu Wangwang's desk. She looked inside but couldn't find anything. Although there was a smell and some traces, there was nothing that could be classified as "food." The liquid had also been secretly wiped clean with tissues from Wu Wangwang's bag.
The tissues were left in my deskmate's drawer.
Finding nothing in the drawer, the students' eyes grew increasingly fierce. They felt things shouldn't have turned out this way; things weren't going according to their plan, and all their anger and resentment were directed at Wu Wangwang.
Unable to find any evidence, the homeroom teacher was humiliated. Her bloodshot eyes glared at Wu Wangwang as if she were glaring at her father's killer: "You think it's enough to just eat it all? The smell will remain! As long as the smell remains, it proves that you ate something and brought food into the school building!"
Wu Wangwang calmly said, "I'm not the only one in the class who smells bad. Teacher, why didn't you investigate before accusing me? According to teaching rules, wouldn't this be considered a teaching accident? Why don't we go to the Education Bureau to settle this?"
Yesterday, Wu Wangwang saw in her office that the Education Bureau seemed to be the highest disciplinary body, and even the principal had to listen to the Education Bureau.
"You still dare to argue and threaten the teacher? That's an even bigger crime! You're not getting away with this today! I'll see just how capable you are!" The homeroom teacher was furious. She reached out and grabbed Wu Wangwang, pulling her towards the classroom door.
After standing up, Wu Wangwang grabbed the homeroom teacher's hand to stop her from pulling her any further. Then she pointed at the NPC whose hand she had wiped: "Teacher, why didn't you grab the one with the marks on his body? He just wiped his food on his body and you didn't care. You only targeted me. Is there some personal grudge involved?"
The homeroom teacher quickly looked at the student Wu Wangwang pointed to, his eyes filled with impatience and ferocity. Unexpectedly, he actually saw marks on the student's body, and his clothes were wet, looking like he had just eaten fresh fish.
According to school rules, inappropriate school uniforms will also result in point deductions and penalties. If the homeroom teacher dares to target only the players, Wu Wangwang is prepared to join forces with others to file a complaint with the principal's office.
Reporting to the central government has always been effective, both in ancient and modern times.
The homeroom teacher was panting heavily, her face twitching several times, but she finally released Wu Wangwang. She said in a gloomy tone, "This is the last time."
Then the homeroom teacher went to the front of the classroom and kicked the lectern, signaling the class representative to start reading aloud.
Wu Wangwang quickly dragged her desk back and continued reading as if nothing had happened. Compared to the angry teachers and students around her, her reaction was excessively calm.
After morning reading comes morning exercises. Senior high school students no longer participate in this activity; instead, they run laps. Everyone goes downstairs and runs two laps around the track before going straight to breakfast. After a short rest, they have less than ten minutes before class.
After going downstairs, all the classes lined up together. Wu Wangwang noticed that apart from the players and Ling Yuanshan, the students were all gone. They must have been punished as well. An 80% mortality rate was no joke. Without experience, every opportunity to provoke could lead the players into the death mechanism.
The rules for running exercises are to be neat and fast. If anyone falls behind, points are deducted and they are punished. With this kind of training, even those who can't run before the college entrance examination can run again.
The first-year high school students were lining up to do exercises, while the second and third-year students were running. The rousing music seemed to be played for the students doing exercises. They lined up to enter the field, and they couldn't even glance at the leisurely first-year students as they passed by. However, Wu Wangwang noticed that her classmates were quite dissatisfied with those relaxed first-year students. They did not hide their feelings of jealousy and resentment.
Running two laps is easy for the players; when they're escaping, they have to run several kilometers, let alone just two short laps around the track.
Finally, there are rules for entering the cafeteria. Senior students go first and can move around freely after entering the cafeteria, but the total eating time is only twenty minutes. After twenty minutes, they must come out. There is a ten-minute break between breakfast and the first class, and they must rush back to their classrooms as soon as possible.
After the cafeteria disbanded, Wu Wangwang and Ling Yuanshan searched for each other and determined their classes; Ling Yuanshan was in Class 12.
"Were you pranked this morning too? There are dead fish in my drawer," Wu Wangwang whispered as she went to queue up.
Ling Yuanshan stood behind her and said, "Well, there was a can of pepper spray in my drawer. I didn't think water counted as food, but I quickly noticed that none of the other students in the classroom had a water bottle, so I quickly threw it away."
As for where to throw it, just like Wu Wangwang did, throw it out the window—quick and convenient.
Players are very skilled at this kind of skirting-the-edge trickery, so they can react quickly and find another way to solve the problem. The new students, on the other hand, will probably only strictly abide by the student rules and get tricked. They may not be able to handle it, which may lead to the homeroom teacher forcibly taking them away.
Soon it was Wu Wangwang's turn in line. She noticed that everyone's meals were the same. She and Ling Yuanshan received the same breakfast: corn buns, congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and a glass of milk.
The NPCs around them started eating very diligently, their movements as fast as if they were experiencing a famine.
Ling Yuanshan frowned and reminded him, "Don't drink the milk, just eat as much porridge as you want. Teachers in these strict schools often extend class time. The ten-minute break is just for show; you can't go to the toilet at all. If you go against the teacher's instructions, you'll probably get points deducted. And this breakfast is all water. If NPCs don't go to the toilet, players can't control them."
Wu Wangwang understood. Whether she ate or not was up to her. Her physiological structure was quite different from that of humans. In order not to be abrupt, she only ate cornbread and tasted the lean meat porridge. Her evaluation was: "It doesn't taste good. It tastes strange."
Ling Yuanshan also found the porridge strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why, so he stopped drinking it. After finishing his cornbread, he rinsed his mouth with milk and left the rest to the cafeteria staff to clean up.
The intensity of classes at the Sixth Middle School is terrifying. Although there are breaks scheduled in the middle, no teacher will let you leave. Moreover, there are five classes in the morning. Excluding the first and last classes, the three middle classes are used for exams.
Today's test was in Chinese. Wu Wangwang wrote with ease, but she knew she couldn't write too well, so she controlled her score, keeping it around 90 points to leave room for the weekly test later.
The choice of this score was also carefully considered. Wu Wangwang only realized a problem after receiving the test paper. Since they had obtained the student status, did their first week's exam mean that they had to score higher than the NPCs themselves?
However, I had spent all my time exploring the campus and was accompanied by a bunch of followers, so I couldn't consider many details. I also had limited time to find the files in the administration building, so I could only focus on the most important information.
Ge Nan is a sports student, so her academic performance is probably not very good. If it were, the school would definitely not agree to her choosing sports, and would rather give her family a scholarship to keep this promising student.
Wu Wangwang thought about the scores of the sports students in her class in reality, so she set the score at 90, which was a bit high for them.
The morning was filled with either doing practice tests or listening to lectures. Even Wu Wangwang, who was usually studying with Ling Yuanshan, felt a lot of pressure. She had never felt this tired before.
We sat in the classroom until noon, and finally school was over. The teachers would even extend the class by half an hour. The cafeteria was only open until 12:50, which was also the time when the dormitories closed.
Students' free time was squeezed again. Wu Wangwang and Ling Yuanshan dared not stop. They discussed their guesses about replacing NPCs' scores. Fortunately, they were on the same page and both remembered this suspicion, so they kept their scores at 90.
I rushed into the dormitory area at the last minute, and the dormitory supervisor at the gate actually looked disappointed.
When Wu Wangwang went upstairs, she noticed that the NPCs would also come back to stay, so she didn't encounter any other players or students because there were too many people.
The once empty dormitory was now filled with many zombie-like NPCs. They would go to sleep as soon as they returned to the dormitory, falling asleep in the same position and covering themselves with blankets in the same way, more obedient than zombies.
It seemed that no information could be obtained from these NPCs. Wu Wangwang lay down on the bed. The dormitory supervisor came to check from behind, seemingly checking whether the students had closed their eyes. He stood at the window for a long time.
When the wake-up bell rings, the NPCs get up, quickly fold their blankets, place them in the correct positions, and then go to class together.
Wu Wangwang followed their lead in whatever they did. When they got to class, it was lunchtime reading time, and they read English, which was Wu Wangwang's weak point. Even with Ling Yuanshan's extra tutoring, it still wasn't very effective.
Fortunately, the teacher came to announce the morning's results not long after they started reading. She listed some students and explained whether their grades had improved. Even the NPCs had regressed. When their names were called, they spontaneously left the classroom and stood outside, seemingly waiting for the teacher's punishment.
When the teacher read out Wu Wangwang's name, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Ge Nan, your score is 92. Because you lost two points yesterday, it's 90. That's 36 points more than last week. Everyone should learn from Ge Nan and try to do better. As a reward, Ge Nan can attend a physical education class this afternoon."
However, there are no physical education classes for senior high school students in the timetable.
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Author's Note: [End of Chapter]
Wu Wangwang: Why is the reward for PE class? I prefer paper cutting class, why don't you have a paper cutting class? Thumbs down! [Minus one]
Ling Yuanshan: Because this is a school, not a prison [laughing and crying emoji]
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