Chapter 106 24-Hour Teacher (9)
"Did Li Xiaoman die today?"
Bai Ye quickly turned his head and looked at the seat to his right. The little girl was tirelessly carrying a chair, her eyes empty and lifeless.
Looking at the other three, although they were also lifting the same objects as Li Xiaoman, their movements seemed more flexible and less stiff.
"This is the work of death energy. They have adapted to their bodies becoming dead, and are no different from living people," Bai Jin explained.
Bai Ye understood, "So Li Xiaoman's stiffness is the biggest difference between her and them, so she can still be saved, right?"
"Should Daddy save her?"
"Of course, it's always better to have one less death. When the mission is settled, we might get an extra five-star rating." Bai Ye thought of the strange settlement criteria and couldn't help but mutter, "Don't underestimate a student, they're worth 2,000 Ghost Coins."
"So Dad doesn't really like these people, right?" Bai Jin's tone was unconsciously cheerful.
Bai Ye paused, as if he had sensed something about his daughter's subtle emotions.
"Xiao Bai, in this strange world, I have no attachments. Everything I do is for myself, for the resurrection ticket."
"Your appearance was unexpected, but I'm very happy. But it's just you."
Bai Ye truly disliked this world. The environment was distorted, the bizarre ran rampant, and the evil of human nature was amplified infinitely in these monsters. There was absolutely no beauty to speak of.
Leaving was a thought that Bai Ye never stopped having.
Whether these students are alive or dead, no matter how tragic their experiences, as a teacher, he will feel sympathy and sorrow.
However, as a player named Baiye, emotions will never be taken out of the small world.
Bai Jin laughed out loud, her clear laughter echoing in Bai Ye's ears, making his eardrums itch.
"Xiao Bai, let's get down to business. How do we save Li Xiaoman?" Bai Ye sighed.
“Okay, Dad, don’t worry. Go with them to the destination first. Don’t worry about the others, just pay attention to Li Xiaoman’s behavior…”
Having off-field guidance is great; it gives you peace of mind, just like having teammates by your side.
No, it's even easier than doing tasks with teammates, since teammates can't possibly know everything like the natives.
Bai Ye was carried to Danfeng Residential Area by four students, and the chair simply disappeared.
"Bang--"
Bai Ye fell to the ground.
When she looked up again, she found three students surrounding Li Xiaoman, crowding around her as they walked upwards.
It was a real free climb, a 90-degree vertical wall, dozens of meters high, and four people climbed up it just like that.
"..."
Bai Ye stood against the wall on the first floor, trying her best, but to no avail.
"Xiaobai, they took Li Xiaoman to the rooftop, they probably intend to jump."
"Dad, take the elevator up."
"Is it too late?"
"I'll see you off soon."
Bai Ye ran to the elevator, which happened to be stopped on the first floor. He went in and pressed the button for the top floor, and the next second the elevator went out of control and rushed to the top.
In the blink of an eye, the elevator came to a smooth stop, and the elevator doors were already open.
"Dad, hurry up, you should be faster than them." Bai Jin was very satisfied with his speed.
white night:"……"
Daughter, give me a heads-up next time you do something. Let's avoid extreme sports like drop towers as much as possible.
Bai Ye internally complained, but his speed was not slow; he jogged up to the rooftop.
Sure enough, he was one step ahead; the four of them had only just climbed to the eighth floor.
The Danfeng residential complex has ten floors in total, and there are still two floors to climb. Bai Ye just leaned on the railing and quietly watched their performance.
An Wenyuan was at the front. When they were almost at the top, he reached out and tried to grab the railing.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed both arms.
The next second, he was pulled upwards and flipped over.
"An Wenyuan, don't do dangerous sports next time."
After finishing his lecture, Bai Ye turned around and continued pulling the students until the last one climbed over the railing.
Then he clapped his hands, smiled, and looked over, "Do you have any other evening activities planned? Do you need any help from the teacher?"
Li Shuangshuang and Hua Sirui remained silent, simply lowering their heads and refusing to make eye contact with the teacher.
It's just like an honest student who's been called to the office for doing something wrong.
An Wenyuan, however, pushed Li Xiaoman and said softly, "Jump down. Death is the only relief. If you don't die, your mother will control you forever, and you'll have to study for the rest of your life."
Li Xiaoman's face showed a pained expression, her body involuntarily leaning forward, yet she continued to struggle.
Bai Ye knew that this was her instinct to resist.
Although this student was under so much pressure that she contemplated suicide and often confided in small groups, she was still afraid when she actually faced death.
An Wenyuan continued to incite, "Death means victory. Your mother will regret it, feel guilty, and blame herself. Your death will be a huge blow to her. You've successfully gotten revenge on your mother, you—"
"Don't listen to his nonsense!"
Bai Ye shouted, but did not step forward. "Li Xiaoman, using your own death to make others feel guilty is the most foolish thing to do. Your death may make your mother feel sad for a while, but old habits die hard, and she will not change. Your death will only hurt yourself. You have ended your life prematurely, and you have lost your future happiness."
“If I die, I won’t have to study anymore,” Li Xiaoman said softly, turning her head to look at the railing.
Bai Ye didn't walk over; instead, he took a step back. "Who says you don't need to study? Look at your classmates. They're still studying even after they're dead, and they still have to take graduation exams. Then they go to middle school, take college, and even after they start working, they'll keep studying."
"What?" Li Xiaoman looked confused.
Bai Ye pointed at An Wenyuan and the others, "Look at them, your classmates, they're all dead as can be. Did they escape their fate?"
"Are they dead?"
"They died long ago, trapped in this world with no way out."
"Teacher Bai?"
“Li Xiaoman, you don’t actually have to die. If you don’t want to study, you can stop now. Death cannot end the suffering, but living can bring immediate happiness.”
On the rooftop, Bai Ye talked with several students about life, ideals, and the future, from the moon high in the sky to the sun rising.
Finally, when her mouth was dry from talking, she plopped down and said, "Li Xiaoman, I'm hungry. Are there any breakfast shops in your neighborhood? Can you take me to eat?"
Li Xiaoman stood by the railing, hesitated, and shook her head. "Teacher Bai, there are no breakfast shops in our neighborhood, but there are coffee shops."
"Western food?"
White Night was annoyed. What's so good about white food? It's not just croissants and bacon, is it?
However, it seems that Li Xiaoman has softened her stance?
"Okay then, but I didn't bring any money. Can you treat me?"
Li Xiaoman nodded, "Teacher Bai, my mom has topped up her account at the coffee shop, so we can just go there to eat."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the side, wanting to invite the other three classmates.
At this moment, the sun was shining brightly, and besides himself and his teacher, who else was on the rooftop?
Li Xiaoman turned her head in confusion, as if a piece of her memory of last night was missing.
"Teacher Bai, what are you doing here?" Li Xiaoman looked at Bai Ye again.
Bai Ye stood up with a laugh and pulled the student back. "I was jogging this morning and passed by your neighborhood, so I just came in and climbed the stairs. What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you reciting your lesson on the rooftop."
"Should I come up here and recite classical Chinese?"
"Yes, you recited it very smoothly without any pauses. Impressive!"
Li Xiaoman filled in a gap in her memory by reciting a text, seemingly making up for the missing information. She smiled shyly and followed the teacher downstairs.
During the lunch break, Bai Ye called Bai Jin over to inquire about Li Xiaoman's situation.
"Is this child going to jump off the building again? I can stop him once, but I can't catch him every time!"
Bai Jin shook her head. "No, Dad. Death is a momentary impulse. Once she passes that point, she won't attempt suicide again. An Wenyuan and the others can't sway her anymore."
Bai Ye nodded, finally relieved.
This student, at least, is no longer involved in death.
"By the way, did An Wenyuan and the others do this voluntarily, or were they driven by others?"
Bai Ye wanted to know if this matter had anything to do with He Baixuan.
Bai Jin also frowned, "I originally thought that this was He Baixuan's plan, but last night, it seemed that He Baixuan was planning his own death."
"ah?"
“Dad, I might be wrong. He Boxuan wasn’t the one who planned this death. He’s not with the ‘weird’.”
Bai Jin lowered his head, regretting his misjudgment.
I failed my dad; I feel like such a failure.
It's still the second-highest level of weirdness, but it's completely useless.
Bai Ye could tell from her daughter's expression that something was wrong. Even when Bai Jin was very young, she was very concerned about her usefulness.
I feel terrible if I feel useless.
But this is different from a people-pleasing personality.
Bai Jin simply lacks a sense of security; she needs a lot of love to fill her heart.
When your heart is full of love, fear and apprehension can no longer squeeze in.
"Who said that? My Xiaobai is amazing. You saved Dad's life. Li Xiaoman was able to avoid this death spot thanks to you."
"But Dad, He Boxuan, he..."
“Xiaobai, you need to know that Dad is not a savior. Even if the mission target is 30 students, I can't possibly 'save' every single one of them. I also hate being a saint, pretending to be the light of humanity, and trying to be perfect in everything I do.”
"Does Dad mean you're selfish?"
"People are selfish. Saints don't exist. Everyone has people and things they cherish, but their priorities are different. Someone is called a hero because what he or she doesn't care about happens to be what others care about most."
Bai Jin couldn't understand, but she could sense that her father didn't want her to blame herself.
"Dad, I'm a useful child, right?"
"Well, to put it simply, I'm just an ordinary person who isn't particularly useful. If I had a child, I wouldn't expect him or her to be very useful. I don't care about that at all. Actually, Xiaobai, just being able to be a person is already a wonderful thing; you don't necessarily have to be a good person or a useful person."
"Dad, I understand. I just want to be a child, not a particularly outstanding child, right?"
"Yes, that's enough. As for He Baixuan, we need to keep an eye on him tonight. I have a feeling that if he's not a bad person, he'll be the next target."
On the survival list, Bai Ye put a checkmark next to Li Xiaoman's name, while circling He Baixuan's name.
Meanwhile, An Wenyuan, Li Shuangshuang, and Hua Sirui were also circled on the death list, with a question mark next to them.
Will these three students be sent on a second death mission?
That night, Bai Ye slept peacefully.
The alarm clock rang in my sleep.
He opened his eyes and found himself in the classroom.
"No, that's not right."
Bai Ye looked around again and realized that this wasn't a classroom, but rather an examination room.
However, there was only one candidate, He Baixuan.
And around him, on every empty seat, there was an alarm clock.
"Ring ring—"
The alarm clock closest to He Baixuan suddenly rang.
He Baixuan shuddered, turned off the alarm clock, and continued answering the questions.
One minute later, the second alarm clock rang.
Bai Ye stood behind and observed for a while before finally figuring out what the alarm clocks were for.
Each of them is set to a time, ringing every minute, with a total of sixty alarm clocks, which correspond exactly to the sixty minutes of this exam.
There were no proctors or other students in the classroom; this was He Baixuan's dream.
Or rather, this is a scene he once experienced.
"Little White, is it just a dream?"
Bai Ye thought it would be the point of death.
“Dad, that’s the point of death. When the last alarm clock rings, he will wake up from his dream and head towards death.”
"Um?"
"Dad, look at the first alarm clock."
Bai Ye turned her head and was horrified to discover that the first alarm clock that had been turned off had unknowingly turned into a pencil.
The second alarm clock that was turned off was a pencil sharpener.
The further you go, the sharper the objects become.
It is almost certain that once the last alarm clock goes off, it will become a deadly weapon.
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