Chapter 13: Classes Begin Formal
With over two thousand students, Fu Qing had anticipated that not all of them would obediently stay. By 9 p.m., a total of nine students had come to withdraw from school.
Several people had reached the door, but after hesitating for a long time, they went back.
Finally, after removing the 21 who were expelled and the 9 who dropped out, there were exactly 2,370 students left.
At 9 p.m. that evening, the wristbands of the remaining students vibrated simultaneously, and the course page was refreshed.
In addition to the three compulsory courses, the top 98 students—those who had killed at least one zombie in the simulated exercises—were uniformly assigned to Hao Zhenye's advanced combat course.
The top 1347 students—those who survived to the end in the simulation exercise—have priority in course selection and can choose one of the two elective courses.
There are 500 places available for crop cultivation. Once all places are filled, the remaining places will be filled through practical courses.
The forum exploded again as soon as the announcement was released.
...
Amidst the commotion, the new semester began.
*
The next day happened to be a Monday. At six o'clock in the morning, as the sun rose, the bracelet diligently reminded me once again.
A new day has begun! Don't forget to check in with your run!
[5km to go today]
Countless dorm rooms erupted in angry shouts: "Whose day at university starts at six o'clock?!"
"Whoever wants to go can go, I'm going to sleep anyway."
At that moment, the fear of the principal was overcome by sleep.
As someone who'd been there before, Fu Qing had anticipated that many wouldn't be able to get back up. The system notification casually added: "[During the semester, the completion rate of the running check-in will be tallied. The top 30% of students will receive a 5-point reward, while the bottom 30% will have 5 points deducted as a penalty. At the end of the semester, those with a campus running check-in rate of 98% or higher will all receive a 5-point bonus. We hope everyone will persevere and strive for excellence.]"
"What exactly are these points for?" Song Ru asked, brushing her teeth while looking at her bracelet.
Shen Qingqing shook her head cautiously and said, "Since you've chosen to stay, let's try our best to complete the mission."
"Can't I not go?" Zhang Han was dragged out of bed early in the morning, feeling so sleepy that she was swaying back and forth, and she tried to struggle a little.
Shen Qingqing replied without hesitation, "No."
Zhang Han: "..."
After washing up, the two "scroll kings" dragged the dejected Zhang Han to the playground.
Five kilometers isn't long for someone who's used to running, but for students who've indulged in a summer of leisure and haven't exercised in a long time, it's torture.
At first glance, the playground in the early morning was full of students who were half-dead and dragging their feet. The bright morning sun could not dispel the death aura on their bodies. The scene was comparable to a zombie parade.
The moment I finished the five-kilometer run, the wristband showed that I had completed the check-in.
However, unlike drills, the rankings for running exercises are not displayed in real time.
“The principal is too ruthless, he has a precise grasp of the students’ psychology.” Zhang Han clicked her tongue. “You can only see your own attendance rate, but you don’t know your ranking in the whole school. So you can only try your best to complete the daily check-in, so as not to fall into the bottom 30%? I feel like a donkey being pulled by a blindfolded person.”
Song Rushuang said, "But they still haven't said what the points are for, and I have a bad feeling about it..."
She initially thought the points were related to the unannounced course selection function, but when the course schedule was refreshed, she was directly thrown into the advanced practical class without any choice.
She could only watch resentfully as Zhang Han, having honed her skills by snatching concert tickets, swiftly grabbed a spot in a farming class, completely oblivious to the purpose of her exhausting zombie-killing spree.
Advanced practical exercises are clearly very hardcore; in comparison, hoarding and crop cultivation are obviously considered easy courses.
Fortunately, Shen Qingqing accompanied her to choose a practical course, which gave Song Rushuang some comfort.
She still couldn't figure out what the points were for if they weren't related to course selection.
*
After morning exercise, we showered, ate breakfast, and then headed to our respective classrooms.
The first day of school at Fangzhou University is when it truly begins.
8:00 AM, “Research on Zombie Species Identification and Characteristics”.
The young new teacher on stage was just as nervous as the students: "Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Yunxiao. From now on, I will introduce the habits of different types of zombies to you."
After saying that, he accidentally pressed a button, and the lights on the classroom ceiling turned on, revealing a 3D projector.
A realistic 3D projection of a zombie appeared among the students, baring its teeth and claws, with pieces of rotting flesh falling from its face and turning into illusory dust, startling the students who instantly jumped back.
With the zombie as the center, clear out a large, clean circle with a radius of three meters.
"Don't be afraid, this is just a low-level zombie. It moves very slowly, about the same speed as the old man taking a walk downstairs from your building..."
"If you look closely, it's not actually that scary, is it?"
The students were on the verge of tears: How could they not see that?!
And when you say it's not that scary, Teacher Zhao, could you at least lift your head up?
Why don't you make eye contact with it?
Zhao Yunxiao's gaze darted around, and he nervously pushed up his glasses: "Alright, everyone, please sit back down and take notes. The low-level zombies have low defense; you can kill them by destroying their brains. You can attack their weak points such as the ear canals and eyes. Pay attention, this is an important point; it will account for at least three points on the exam."
The students, upon grasping the keyword "exam point," immediately sprang to attention, instinctively pulling out pens and paper, and taking out their laptops. The classroom instantly fell silent, filled with the sounds of swishing and typing.
The zombie on the projection waved its claws a couple of times in confusion, seemingly not understanding why no one cared about it anymore.
Seeing this, Zhao Yunxiao on the stage secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
To think that he could use the instinct of exam-oriented education to overcome his fear of zombies, he truly deserves all the credit!
...
10:10 AM, "Advanced Practical Skills (Elective)".
"The main content of the advanced practical course is to learn how to kill zombies."
"At the beginning, I have no other requirements for you. You just need to fight zombies one-on-one in open areas and kill them without taking any damage. But later on, you will face special terrain environments such as darkness, confined spaces, and even mountains and forests, and gradually improve your adaptability."
Hao Zhenye is undoubtedly a veteran who has fought his way through countless battles. The powerful aura he exudes when he stands in front of the students is enough to make their hearts clench.
His gaze was piercing; the students whose eyes were swept over couldn't help but raise their heads frantically, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.
With his fleshy face, long scars, and bald head that gleamed in the sunlight, he looked exactly like someone who had just been released from prison.
The students who were assigned to this class were filled with bitterness: they thought the principal was already terrifying, but compared to Teacher Hao, the principal was so kind and approachable, okay? At least he was pleasing to the eye!
Hao Zhenye's surname is more like a hellish joke—"Teacher Hao," which means "good" teacher, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with being a good teacher at all.
People who have killed others have a different aura than others.
Like a wolf child who grew up in the primeval jungle experiencing life-and-death battles, suddenly brought back to civilized society, his whole being, from his eyes to his body, exudes a chilling and tense murderous aura.
Hao Zhenye stared at the students with the gaze of a tigress looking down at a flock of fluffy, soft lambs who could only bleat.
He let out a cold snort.
"As for the content of the final exam, I can tell you now."
"You will need to fight five zombies alone inside a building with complex terrain, a confined space, and many obstacles."
"Killing all the zombies and escaping successfully within one hour is considered passing. Everyone else must retake the exam until they pass. Anyone who fails the retake three times will have 10 points deducted and will have to repeat the course next semester. Do you understand?"
The terrified lambs: "..."
What kind of insane course is this?!
Is it too late to drop out of school now?
...
2:00 PM, "University Sports".
The students, who were in a daze after being tortured by Hao Zhenye in the morning, dragged their unsteady steps to eat lunch, drifted back to the dormitory for a nap, and finally recharged and fully recovered. But they never expected that as soon as they returned to the playground, they would be staring at Teacher Hao again.
Students: "..."
Mom!!! Does this school have no other teachers?!
The students in the advanced practical course were still feeling sore and weak. When they turned around, they were surprised to find that the students who had taken the farming class in the morning also had the same expression of wanting to die.
Their faces were even paler and worse than theirs.
"Isn't crop cultivation a 'water' subject? I heard the teacher is an old lady with all white hair, why are you all making that face?" a student whispered in the line.
The student who was asked gave a mysterious smile: "It's nothing, I just plowed the field for two whole hours without rest, and my hands were shaking when I held chopsticks at lunch. It's really nothing."
"This class was really easy. The only requirement for the final exam was to grow potatoes that yielded 8,000 jin per mu, otherwise the whole class would fail... Although a potato yield of 5,000 jin per mu is considered high, this requirement is actually not high at all."
Students in the advanced practical course: "..."
Help! A few people here have gone mad!
He racked his brains, trying to comfort him: "Try to look on the bright side. At least you can take a short break in this class. My cousin is a year older than us, and they also have a 'College Physical Education' class. I heard it's just running around, playing ball with others, and you can also choose Tai Chi, aerobics, or jump rope... You can just choose an easy activity..."
Before he could finish offering words of comfort, Hao Zhenye, who was sitting in the front row, spoke up.
"In this PE class, everyone will be divided into two groups, practicing chase games one-on-one with their teammates. The first half of the class is one hour, with Group A chasing Group B. If Group A catches up, they get 1 point; if they successfully escape, they get 1 point. In the second half of the class, they will find teammates again, with Group B chasing Group A, and the rules will be the same."
"The pursuit is not limited to any area; they can move around in any area of the school except for the dormitory buildings. If A and B are of the same gender, they can also enter the dormitory buildings."
"At the end of the semester, the total points of each individual will be tallied. The top 30% will receive a points reward, while the bottom 30% will be penalized with a points deduction."
"The wristband will monitor the activity status. Staying in one place for more than one minute will count as a violation. Three violations will automatically end the assessment for this lesson and deduct 5 points. If the distance between the two is more than 100 meters, the wristband of the chasing party will indicate the location of the fleeing party. If the distance is more than 300 meters, the wristband will indicate the specific hiding place. The above are all the rules."
Students: "..."
Who just said we could choose aerobics for this class?
After Hao Zhenye finished speaking, he pressed the white bracelet on his wrist a few times.
Everyone was quickly alerted.
[Random number drawing in progress...]
You have been assigned to: Group A/B, Number xx
Your opponent is: Player xx from Group B/A.
The group quickly discovered that the number assignments were completely random, with a petite girl even being placed in Group B, while the one responsible for chasing her was a tall, strong boy from Group A who was over 1.9 meters tall.
The two stood together, and the girl seemed to be shrouded in the shadow of a small mountain.
She was stunned: "I feel like I'll be caught before I can run ten meters..."
The opposing boy also looked reluctant.
Just as he was about to say something, Hao Zhenye walked by expressionlessly: "Zombies won't hold back."
Both of them froze at the same time, and the boy swallowed back the words he was about to say.
During the team formation process, everyone quickly discovered the significance of shuffling the numbers.
If the two students are the same person chasing each other in the same class, they can go easy on each other as long as they keep moving, and the wristband won't flag them for a foul—but nobody said walking doesn't count as moving.
But since the opponents are different in the two classes, no one can go easy on them.
Few people know that there are official international competitions for "tag," called the World Tag Championship: the two chase each other in a small, obstacle-filled arena, and the rules state that the runner wins if they are not touched within 20 seconds.
The chasing race in physical education class has similar rules to international competitions, but the escape area has been expanded from a small square grid of 12m*12m to a full 600 acres of campus, and the chasing time has been increased from 20 seconds to one hour.
Everyone could easily imagine the agonizing hell that awaited them.
As can be seen from international competition rules, if differences in athletic ability are ignored, the longer the time, the greater the advantage for the pursuer. In international competitions, victory is achieved by remaining uncaught for 20 seconds, while in physical education classes, it's a full hour.
Even a slight delay or a small mistake could lead to failure.
Not to mention the ridiculously difficult rules regarding hiding places, making it almost impossible to win during the escape round.
In other words, to get more points, everyone must do their best in the rounds where they are responsible for the chase.
The students who realized this were utterly astonished.
Have all the teachers at this school received tutoring in the psychology of student laziness? Otherwise, how could they predict their own predictions?
Hao Zhenye looked around and could roughly guess what the students were thinking from their expressions, and scoffed.
Although the principal looked young and unreliable, he was quite adept at understanding students' psychology.
When he handed in his lesson plan to her this morning, Fu Qing didn't say anything, but simply circled the team formation section. She changed his original plan of having two players switch roles for both lessons to a system where the opponents change while the players switch roles.
It was as if they had already guessed that they would try to slack off.
Hao Zhenye had been out of school for too many years, so he never imagined that Fu Qing was so skilled. It was simply because before the disaster broke out, she was also a college student who thought about how to skip class every day.
Having extensive experience getting caught in the rain myself, I was able to precisely tear apart other people's umbrellas.
Hao Zhenye blew his whistle: "Stand back 100 meters, get ready for the test!"
...
4:10 PM, "An Introduction to Stockpiling".
After a long day, the students, who were exhausted and barely recognizable, perked up as soon as the class finally arrived.
They miscalculated about crop cultivation; they never expected they would need to personally go into the fields to plant rice seedlings. But this lesson should at least be a truly worthwhile one, right?
The science of hoarding is simply telling you how to buy things, the shelf life of each item, etc., which sounds very simple.
They can't possibly have to go to the warehouse themselves to sort and receive goods...
Bar?
After a day of torment, the students who had developed Fangzhou PTSD suddenly became uncertain.
Even after they saw the teacher walk into the classroom, they couldn't let their guard down.
Even a silver-haired old lady in her seventies could exhaust them like dogs, so even though Bai Tang walked in carrying a bag full of ita-bags, her younger sister had a trendy and flamboyant blue-purple earring, and the hem of Hatsune Miku's skirt was faintly visible on her short-sleeved shirt under her sun-protective jacket... they wouldn't easily believe that she was really a pure and harmless otaku!
Bai Tang walked onto the stage with a backpack on his back amidst the wary gazes of the crowd.
She glanced at the audience, smiled, her eyes crinkling, revealing a set of white teeth, and her first words were: "Don't worry, everyone, this class involves no physical labor, it's all mental labor."
Everyone was stunned for a second, as if they had heard heavenly music, and almost burst into tears of joy.
They were completely unaware of the cunning glint hidden in Bai Tang's upturned eyes.
She cleared her throat: "Alright, now please open your phones and download the Green River app. Our first lesson is an appreciation of the top 20 Green River novels that are worth hoarding."
The students, halfway through their joy: "?"
What app? What kind of literature does it analyze?
As Bai Tang spoke, she added with some regret: "Although the hoarding stories on X and Y stations are also good, the content isn't clean enough. When I submitted the catalog to the principal for review this morning, it was rejected because they said it wasn't suitable for use in university classrooms. It's such a pity."
Students: "..."
No, it's not really that much of a pity...
While they were still in the "Listen to this, is our class even serious?" phase, Bai Tang had already quickly entered teaching mode.
"Alright, now please turn to the first textbook, 'Unemployed Me and My Best Friend Lie Down During a Rainstorm and Apocalypse'."
Students: "..."
The students opened the e-books with blank expressions.
...
As the class ended, Bai Tang contentedly turned off her phone screen and the projector. Before leaving, she reminded everyone, "I will upload the homework to the bracelet's backend. Remember to complete it on time. Participation accounts for 40% of the grade for this class, and homework and attendance each account for half. Those who fail will have points deducted."
A few scattered "good"s rang out from the audience.
Although the class content was bizarre, it was still just reading novels, which anyone could do. It wasn't like solving math problems, so nobody took the homework seriously.
Even as she entered the cafeteria, Song Rushuang's mind was still filled with the story of "the reborn heroine having hot pot with her best friend in a safe house amidst the turmoil outside."
After the beef, move on to the tripe; after the tripe, move on to the duck intestines; after the duck intestines, move on to the fatty lamb; and so on...
She sighed deeply: "After the zombie research class this morning, my mind was full of guts and intestines. How come after the stockpiling class this afternoon, my mind is still full of guts and intestines?"
"Try to look on the bright side. At least this doesn't affect your appetite." Shen Qingqing rubbed her stomach. "I'm starving from all this."
Zhang Han paused, her hand gripping the meat, and suddenly became alert: "Could it be that the principal scheduled the 'stockpiling class' for the last period in the afternoon just for this purpose? So that we can eat more? That's too evil! I suspect I'll gain twenty pounds in a year if this continues!"
"You're overthinking it. If you exercise like this every day, it's impossible to gain weight," Song Rushuang said.
Zhang Han felt relieved and picked up a piece of braised pork belly, which was stewed to a rich, dark brown color: "I seriously suspect that Teacher Bai is smuggling in his own stuff. The female protagonists in novels all have spatial abilities, but we don't. There are some things that can't be stored that we simply can't buy."
“But a safe house is still very appealing.” Song Rushuang was a little lost in thought. “With the apocalypse coming, I’m more worried about my parents than myself. If there were such a space to bring my parents here, stock up on some easily stored supplies, and have the whole family stay together, even if the food is a little less than ideal, it would be fine, at least I could feel at ease.”
When their relatives were mentioned, the three of them slowed down their eating, and a hint of melancholy appeared in their eyes.
Song Rushuang absentmindedly picked at the rice grains at the bottom of her plate when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking by and couldn't help but turn around.
It's the principal.
*
Fangzhou University is located in a remote area, making it extremely difficult to order takeout. Fortunately, the system retained some humanity when building the canteens, and the canteens are quite well constructed.
The dishes are plentiful and diverse, nutritionally balanced, and clean and hygienic. Although the dishes are cooked by robots, they taste very good, and there is no possibility of "adding ingredients" to the dishes.
After discovering this, Fu Qing basically ate all her meals in the cafeteria.
The dormitory building has new electrical wiring and a system that can monitor for fires immediately. There are no restrictions on electrical appliances in Fangzhou's student dormitories, so students can cook simple meals in their rooms. However, it's clear that after a day of classes, most people don't have the time or inclination to cook and opt to eat in the cafeteria instead.
Moreover, their appetites have increased significantly compared to the past.
If this continues, the students' physical condition will undergo a dramatic change in less than a year.
The cafeteria was packed, but the area where Fu Qing walked was like a vacuum. The students kept their eyes down, almost able to see right through the green peppers and shredded pork at the bottom of their plates, but dared not look at the principal.
The 21 people who were expelled specifically chose to do things in secluded places, yet the principal still managed to find out and pick them out one by one. Who knows how many pairs of eyes she has?
In a corner of the restaurant, Bai Tang waved as if no one else was around: "Boss!"
Fu Qing: "...When did I become the boss?"
Despite her complaints, she still sat down next to Bai Tang.
Bai Tang chuckled: "This looks cooler."
Sitting next to her was Grandma Liu, who was a little hard of hearing. The two chatted about their own things, and they were having a very harmonious conversation. One of them said that Hatsune Miku had just released a new stage, and the other said, "How did you know that I was planning to plant some garlic scapes in the flower bed downstairs in the dormitory?" Fu Qing, who was sitting next to her, was amazed by what she heard.
She refused to join the conversation and chose to bury herself in her food.
Bai Tang stopped speaking at some point, looked at Fu Qing, and suddenly asked, "Principal, when are you going to tell the students about the purpose of those points?"
Fu Qing paused in his chewing: "...Didn't I say that?"
Bai Tang looked shocked: "? I thought you were deliberately hiding it to see their reaction first!"
Fu Qing was genuinely too busy to remember.
From yesterday to today, she had to process students' withdrawal procedures, introduce the basic situation and reward and punishment system to the teachers, and review courseware, completely forgetting about announcing the role of points.
She held a skewer of meat in her mouth and casually tapped her fingers twice in mid-air.
Bai Tang glanced at her wrist; unlike them, she didn't have a bracelet.
The principal really does have a lot of secrets.
But as long as there are games to play and comics and novels to read, who cares about other people's little secrets?
Bai Tang shook her head contentedly. Her unkempt hair on top stuck up like a tuft of hair, trembling twice in the air as she bent down to drink her porridge.
*
As Fu Qing closed the system page and picked up the skewers again, a pre-edited push notification was sent out.
[Bracelet Content Update: "The Role of Points"]
The sounds of people eating in the cafeteria paused for a moment.
"Points" is a measurement method used internally at Fangzhou University to evaluate student performance.
Points can be earned through various means, such as classroom performance, completing assignments, midterm and final exams, and various on-campus activities held from time to time, including mock drills.
When the year-long academic year ends and the virus breaks out, Fangzhou University's campus will be completely converted into a human refuge, with one accommodation spot reserved for all faculty and students.
Due to space constraints and safety considerations, the shelter will not accept outside refugees for a certain period. Registered students can use their points to redeem early move-in slots; the specific redemption ratio will be announced after the school's renovations are completed.
Note: The quality of course completion is directly linked to the number of people the shelter can accommodate. All students are encouraged to study diligently and strive to increase the number of places available.
—Fangzhou University President's Office
"Clang!" Someone's porridge ladle fell down, splashing out a patch of rice soup.
Ignoring his scalded skin, the student read the notice carefully again.
"The points I earned at school were used to redeem spots in the shelter..."
No one expected that points would be used for this purpose.
Those who remained, even if they didn't completely believe in the apocalypse, were still about 60-70% convinced. Since it concerned life and death, they took it especially seriously, not overlooking a single word.
Students have accommodation slots, but parents don't. In a real crisis, most parents probably couldn't abandon their parents and friends to hide in a safe shelter on their own.
The newly introduced points redemption system perfectly solves this problem.
If they work hard enough this year, it's entirely possible for them to have their whole family move in.
Given that the principal already knows the reason why the shelter will fall in the future, she will definitely try her best to avoid repeating the same mistakes when rebuilding the shelter. So, at that time, will there be a safer place in the world?
Moreover, according to the notice, the school will be converted at the same time as the virus outbreak, so it is almost foreseeable that it will become the first shelter in the country and even the world.
They could have taken advantage of the early stages of the outbreak, before the situation got completely out of control, to move their parents into a shelter, minimizing the risk of infected individuals getting mixed in.
Fangzhou University's initial admission score was quite high, and the students were very quick-witted. Without any prompting, they could quickly come up with many ideas based on a single notice, and their eyes became increasingly bright.
The three girls in dormitory 1111, who were just a moment ago worrying about what to do with their parents, were even more surprised and stunned. "Did the principal eavesdrop on our conversation?"
"I never imagined that safe houses existed in real life..."
Of course, not everyone is happy.
"Only the top 30% of students in each class get bonus points, doesn't that mean 70% of people are destined to not get any points?"
"I suspect I'll lose 20 points over the semester... What if my final grade is negative? Will the principal take away my residency and make me pack my things and leave so I don't embarrass the school?"
Someone's upper and lower teeth were chattering, and they asked timidly.
"Try to be optimistic. There's still the campus run, right? If other things don't work out, we can't afford to lose those 5 points for the 98% attendance rate."
Who would have thought that the 5km campus run, which seemed like a nightmare in the morning, would turn into the easiest thing after just one day?
The students who had overslept and missed their turn to clock in suddenly lost their appetite. They ate without tasting anything, cleaned up their plates, and hurriedly dragged their aching legs to the playground.
The scene of a person with a disability but a strong will made those who had checked in early feel a sense of relief.
Some theorists are still analyzing the notice word by word.
What does the line "'The quality of course completion is linked to the number of students who can attend'" mean?
"Does that mean if we get straight A's, the shelter can take in more people?" one student asked, starting with a reading comprehension exercise. "But are the two things related?"
The girl sitting next to me had a sudden inspiration: "I know! For example, in the farming class, the final assignment is to grow potatoes that yield 8,000 jin per mu, right? If we exceed the target and grow potatoes that yield 10,000 jin per mu, then we'll have an extra 2,000 jin of food."
"The school is so big, it could accommodate a lot of people if it were fully open, but there's no way to guarantee the food supply."
"So what determines the maximum capacity is actually the reserves and production of consumables such as food, water, and energy, as well as the campus's security capabilities. If more people are brought in, the required security force will also increase. Assuming we are good at fighting and can take on two zombies at once, we can also increase the shelter's capacity to accept people."
My roommate suddenly realized, "No wonder."
So, by this calculation, their hard work in studying can actually indirectly benefit their parents?
Everyone felt like they had been offered an irresistible pie in the sky.
Looking at the courses again, I suddenly felt less resistant.
“There will be at least two thousand students living in the future shelter. Even for the sake of harmony, I believe the principal will choose to prioritize accepting students’ parents. She said that the points redemption ratio will be announced after the renovation is completed, which is probably to calculate the specific number of people that can be accommodated.”
As the girl sorted out her thoughts, she continued, "So, as long as we get good grades, the number of people we can accept will increase, and the final exchange ratio between the number of spots and the points will likely decrease. We can then exchange fewer points for more spots. Even if we don't make it into the top 30% and have fewer points, we don't need to worry too much."
She had a clear mind and her analysis was very logical. Before she knew it, several people had gathered around her, listening and nodding in agreement.
As Fu Qing passed by, he overheard the girl's words and glanced at her with slight surprise.
When I caught a glimpse of the student information panel above her head, I felt relieved.
Su Huaijin
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Current points: 7
School ranking: 10/2470
Having been bound to the system, Fu Qing walked around campus as if wearing VR gaming glasses, with every teacher and student passing by acting as an NPC in the game. Clicking on the inconspicuous little telescope icon above their heads revealed their individual profiles.
Fu Qing noticed the name Su Huaijin last night when she was organizing the student roster.
—The top liberal arts student in a certain province in central China this year is two years younger than the average age, so he must have skipped a grade to be in this year's cohort.
I don't know how the system managed to fool the admissions offices of various universities and trick such a talented person into Fangzhou.
The top student guessed correctly. To reassure the students, Fu Qing originally planned to provide each student with one or two shelter accommodations.
But after some consideration, it was changed to the current system of redeeming points.
Under these rules, everyone in Fangzhou is both a competitor and a community of shared interests.
This ensures that students will actively participate in class to earn points, and also guarantees that even if their grades are low and they are not among the top students in the class, they will not give up—as long as their overall grades are excellent, they will still have the opportunity to redeem a spot for their parents with even fewer points.
Resources given directly are not valued; rewards earned through hard work are truly precious.
However, no matter how clever Su Huaijin was, he still missed a point due to a lack of information.
Students behaving well can indeed "directly" increase the number of students that can be admitted.
After completing the course planning task last night, Fuqing's task list was updated with a new task.
Main Quest: "Ability Test - Phase One"
[Description: After a period of diligent study and training, the students' level should have improved significantly. Let's check their progress with an ability test!]
[Requirement: Within 30 days of the start of the semester, at least 800 students must achieve a comprehensive evaluation grade of B. (Incomplete)]
[Reward: 1 Safe Refuge Container]
If you click on the grayed-out makeshift hospital icon in the rewards section, you can see the detailed description.
【Item Name: Safe Refuge Container】
[Description: Can be placed on any horizontal surface or stacked with buildings. A total of 100 compartments, each equipped with beds and toiletries.]
Fu Qing estimated that the size of each cubicle was about the same as a smaller student dormitory. Unlike a student dormitory, it did not require a table. In an emergency, it could easily fit four bunk beds, allowing eight people to sleep.
Of course, that was an emergency.
Living like this for a short time is fine, but it can easily lead to psychological problems in the long run.
Fighting against the apocalypse is a protracted war. Anyone who has played a post-apocalyptic survival game knows that mental health is often a significant factor affecting the survival rate of residents, and Fuqing has no choice but to take it into consideration.
Based on the calculation that each cubicle houses two to four people from one family, a single makeshift hospital can accommodate approximately 200-400 people.
After consulting the system, Fu Qing received an unexpected surprise.
This modular shelter can be placed on a horizontal plane or "below" a building; in other words, as long as it is connected to the ground or the first floor of a building, it can be placed underground.
This saves a lot of space.
The students' excellent performance can indeed increase the shelter's capacity.
*
Upon receiving the notification, the students were energized.
Those who didn't participate in the campus run went to the playground after finishing their meal, while the rest chose to go back to their dormitories to do their homework.
Their workload was quite heavy. Not to mention the two theoretical classes on zombie research and stockpiling, even the farming class had a lot of theoretical knowledge to learn.
These details are listed one by one in the student's backend system on the wristband, and there are reminders before the deadline.
Assignments are entered and uploaded directly via the wristband, strictly preventing cheating and assignment writing services from certain online platforms.
Of course, even those who write assignments for others probably couldn't write such bizarre homework.
After conquering everyone with her analysis and gaining a number of admirers, Su Huaijin returned to her dormitory looking radiant. However, when she opened the assignment posted by the "Stockpiling Class" on the bracelet's backend, her confident smile froze on her face.
As she looked at the homework, the top student's eyes trembled slightly.
[Assignment 8.26 for "Introduction to Hoarding"]
[Details: Before the next class, please complete the reading of the entire book "Virus Outbreak, I Ascended the Throne After Tearing Zombies Apart and Stomping Scumbags with My Stockpiling Space", and provide brief answers to the following questions.]
1. In which chapter does the female protagonist meet her former awful colleague, Shen Baige, and successfully get revenge and slap him in the face?
2. Briefly describe the female protagonist's action line in the key plot of "the female protagonist's escape from the Seventh Base to her triumphant return with her army to subdue the base" (no more than 300 words).
3. What is the fate of the third villain, Sun Baisong?
...
18. Based on the lesson content, imagine you are about to embark on a journey of escape, and you only have one backpack to carry supplies. What would you choose to take?
Su Huaijin: "..."
For the first time in his life, Su Huaijin felt a headache when he saw the question.
She really wanted to grab Teacher Bai's shoulder and ask: There are a total of eighteen questions, why are seventeen of them unrelated to stockpiling?
Do you really love reading wish-fulfillment novels that much?
When she opened the Green Reading app and found the book, her head spun even more.
This book has a whopping 860,000 words!
The "Stockpiling Class" is held twice a week. Su Huaijin's next class is scheduled for Thursday. In other words, she has to read more than 800,000 words and finish her homework by Thursday afternoon.
During her three years of high school, she didn't read a single novel in order to prepare for the college entrance exam. While others were frantically reading romance novels and wish-fulfillment stories, she was buried in doing practice problems. She never expected that when she entered university, she would be forced by her teachers to read online novels and even have to submit assignments and write book reports.
Su Huaijin's vision went black; he could no longer see his future.
Su Huaijin, being the youngest in the dorm, was still developing and quite petite, so the other roommates took good care of her. Just then, her roommate Jian Yu pushed open the door and said, "Little Su, I got you some water..."
Seeing Su Huaijin slumped on the table, she exclaimed in alarm, "What happened to you?"
Su Huaijin: "It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to drop out of school..."
In short: "???"
Hey, wake up, you genius! I'm still waiting to copy your homework!
*
That night, the dormitory buildings at Fangzhou University were brightly lit.
On the first day of school, the atmosphere of learning on campus was unprecedentedly strong, with countless people burning the midnight oil to study... reading "After the virus outbreak, I ascended the throne with my hoarding space, tearing apart zombies and stepping on scumbags."
Once he truly immersed himself in the book, Su Huaijin was quite surprised to find that it was not just a simple, entertaining story.
The book's plot on how the female protagonist hoards goods is described in exceptional detail. The author, a stickler for historical accuracy, even included a two-page bibliography in the author's notes. Combined with the specific applications in the text, it's a vivid and engaging textbook on hoarding goods.
Who hasn't dreamed of "what if textbooks could be written as interestingly as novels"?
Bai Tang's class is the moment when every student's dream comes true.
As Su Huaijin read on, she gradually put away her prejudices and her expression became serious.
There were a few paragraphs where she even stopped to take notes.
It was only at this point that Su Huaijin finally figured out the meaning of those seventeen homework questions.
By setting such tricky questions, Bai Tang's purpose was likely to encourage students to read carefully. After all, the answers are hidden between the lines, and to answer accurately and get high scores, one must immerse oneself in the text and read meticulously.
In this process, the knowledge of hoarding goods unconsciously seeps into one's mind in a despicable way.
As for the last question, it seems similar to the "imagination questions" often asked in elementary school Chinese classes, but it also contains hidden traps.
Bai Tang mentioned in class that the maximum load on an outdoor backpack should be controlled between 1/4 and 1/3 of one's body weight. If one's physical fitness is poor, the load should be reduced accordingly. Therefore, the correct solution to this problem is to first calculate the optimal load based on one's own weight, then list the weight of all items one by one, and finally choose the appropriate proportion for assembly after comprehensive consideration.
Treating it merely as a question testing basic survival items and answering carelessly will inevitably result in point deductions due to a lack of attention to detail.
After quickly finding the key to the answer, Su Huaijin breathed a sigh of relief and immersed herself in the story once again.
It must be said that this author is truly talented; not only is the professional knowledge presented accurately and naturally, but the writing is also genuinely enjoyable.
In just one day, Su Huaijin went from thinking, "What is this? I might as well drop out of school," to thinking, "Wait a minute, this seems a bit interesting."
By the time Jianyu went to call Su Huaijin to wash up the next evening, she had completely evolved into a bizarre form, curling herself up in the blanket like a cocoon, wriggling around while looking at her phone.
Jianyu: "Xiao Su, hurry up and take a shower, the bathhouse is about to close."
Su Huaijin: "Right away, right away! I'll go as soon as I finish watching the female lead kill Bai Song Ge. -- Holy crap! So cool!!"
She suddenly let out an excited howl and started an inexplicable dance to express her excitement.
Looking at the clump of maggots constantly weeping on the blanket on the bed, Jianyu said, "..."
That night, a new post was quietly added to the forum.
[My studious roommate seems to be acting strangely, what should I do? Need help urgently!]
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