Wangcai looked at Jiang Qiao's heart rate index on the space light screen, which was all red.
Jiang Qiao didn't lie to him, she was really scared.
[Okay, in order to ensure the host's visibility in this world, I will strengthen your physical stats and make you braver, so that the host will not be afraid! ]
Wangcai said this and started to operate in the space.
Jiang Qiao suddenly felt something was wrong with his body. "Why didn't you take out this good thing earlier?"
[Because there are side effects! ]
Jiang Qiao's smile froze on his face: "What did you say? Believe it or not, I'll go crazy and show you!"
Wangcai was shocked: [How did you know he would go crazy!!! The host is so smart!]
There is a big difference between the increase in human body values caused by external factors and one's own courage. Jiang Qiao's physical values have now been increased, and she will have an impulse of "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger". In this world full of ghosts, I wonder what kind of weird moves she will make.
silence……
Nothing could make her smile anymore.
"Well done, Wangcai."
Wangcai: ...Why do you feel that the host is not very happy?
[Host, do you want to accept the memory? This body of yours was lent to you by the original owner, Jiang Qiao. She has a hidden mission for you, which you need to explore on your own!]
"bring it on."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of memories flooded into Jiang Qiao's mind.
This is a world of ghosts, with rampant ghosts and NPCs. If an NPC holds grudges after death, it will become a ghost.
This school is Qingteng No. 1 High School, the best high school in the city, but also the school with the lowest tuition.
The original owner, Jiang Qiao, was nineteen years old this year. He was a high school dropout who failed to get into university. His parents were unhappy with him, so he was assigned to Class 7 of Grade 3 at the beginning of the new school year.
This was the beginning of her nightmare.
The original owner was a student at Qingteng No. 8 Middle School and was transferred to No. 1 Middle School this year. Her parents put unlimited pressure on her and wanted her to get into the best second-tier Qingteng University this year no matter what. The original owner was timid and inferior, and did not dare to disobey her parents, so she had been studying hard.
However, Class 7 of Senior 3 was an exclusive class. The class beauty Shen Feiwan liked the class monitor Xu Yichen, but the original owner and Xu Yichen were elementary school classmates. Xu Yichen sometimes lent his notes to the original owner, which led to Shen Feiwan, her sister group, and the entire class isolating the original owner. The original owner endured bullying for a whole year in such an indifferent class, and her academic performance did not improve.
Her parents blamed and resented her, and finally, due to her low self-esteem, she could not bear the pressure and committed suicide.
Jiang Qiao sighed after receiving the memory. It seemed that the three people who had locked her in the old toilet were the main force bullying her. They were the leader Shen Feiwan, and her two little followers Ye Qingqing and Yu Zhiyan.
Jiang Qiao understood that her main mission in this world was to do it!
They locked themselves in the toilet, cried out to heaven and earth, but no one answered, they cried out to ghosts... Well, the ghosts answered!
Fortunately, the young lady in white is a good ghost with good character, otherwise she would have died today. If she doesn’t avenge this, she, Jiang Qiao, will not be called Jiang!
[Host, this is the last semester of your time in Class 7, Grade 3. By the way, this school has rules. Violating them will result in serious consequences, such as loss of a portion of your body tissue.]
Jiang Qiao was deflated: "...Is this world so cruel? What are the rules? Tell me."
After she finished speaking, a piece of paper appeared in her hand. At the top of the paper were a few large bloody words: Qingteng No. 1 Middle School Campus Rules.
Jiang Qiao read it out loud: "One, you can't be late for class. Damn, am I already late!?"
【OK! 】
Jiang Qiao: ...
She continued: "First, you cannot be late for class, arrive early, or leave early.
2. Never fall asleep in class, otherwise ghosts will enter your dreams and eat your brain.
3. Respect teachers and actively answer their questions in class.
4. You cannot focus on one subject and must pass every subject.
5. There must be no garbage in the desks.
6. Never mess with the Dean of Studies.
And the seventh point, Jiang Qiao was about to faint when he saw her. What the hell was she doing!
7. Don’t read out the school rules when you see them, otherwise you will receive the most terrifying curse!
Jiang Qiao wanted to curse, "Can't you write the first one before the last one? Do you want her to die?"
"Wangcai, what is the most terrifying curse?"
【A constitution that attracts ghosts.】
After saying this, Jiang Qiao suddenly felt an eerie feeling behind her, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at her.
Jiang Qiao: Okay, I’m dead.
【Host, it's time for you to go to class. 】
"Aren't you going to tell me about your capture target?"
[We'll talk about this later. The Dean is about to go check the classes. Host, please return to class quickly.]
Jiang Qiao didn't care about the present place anymore and ran towards the new teaching building relying on his memory.
She didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but when Jiang Qiao ran to the new teaching building, she felt that the air here was fishy, like the smell of blood.
It was afternoon now, and the entire teaching building was silent. They were supposed to be in class, but how could there be so many classes in class, and no sound of lectures? Jiang Qiao felt that this place didn't feel like a school at all, but rather like... a grave!
Class 7 of Grade 3 is on the fourth floor.
Jiang Qiao doesn't like the number four because it sounds the same as the word for death.
She climbed to the fourth floor and when passing by other classrooms, she bravely looked inside, but was met with a pair of dead eyes. It was a male classmate, and there was no emotion in his eyes!
Jiang Qiao was no longer afraid. She followed the class sign and saw the familiar Class 3 (7) of Senior High School, and shuddered.
She pushed open the front door and yelled very politely, "Report."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the class became weird.
The classmates all stared at her as if she were a piece of meat, and swallowed their saliva.
This class was a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher was a middle-aged woman who was writing something on the blackboard with chalk. When she heard Jiang Qiao's voice, she turned her head 360 degrees with a sinister look.
Yes, three hundred and sixty degrees!
She stared at Jiang Qiao, her mouth stretched to her ears, and her neck stretched forward impatiently, all the way in front of Jiang Qiao.
"Hehehe, classmate, you are late, hehehe, you will be punished."
It was useful for Wangcai to enhance her physical stats. Now in this weird atmosphere, seeing the ghost face only ten centimeters away from her, Jiang Qiao was not afraid at all, and even had the urge to slap the ghost face.
She must be crazy!
The ghost face's smile grew wider and wider, and he moved closer and closer.
Jiang Qiao couldn't stand it anymore. He reached out and moved his face to the right. He said seriously, "Teacher, did you eat those leek and human meat dumplings for lunch? The gaps between my teeth are green." Then he whispered, "Also, your mouth smells. I suggest you brush your teeth after class. As a good student, I certainly won't mind you. I'm just worried that the smell will irritate the dean when you report to him later."
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