The hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. After someone heard his breathing, he immediately held his breath to avoid making any noise that would attract the attention of Ju Shiyu.
Lei Donglan snorted noncommittally.
If she hadn't been distracted by making strange weapons for Shen Dai, this woman would be stronger than she is now.
"Stupid." She left the railing and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
On the screen in the library lobby, the list of study rooms began to refresh, and bright yellow triangular puzzle pieces flashed in cycles on the screen.
"It's strange... after finishing a study mission, you can rest in the safe area for 24 hours. I originally planned to queue up all night, but why did it start to refresh? Could it be that someone else opened a new room."
"Don't show off if you have a low IQ. Now the whole school is waiting to kill the first-year transfer students from the Mainland Department. Who will open a new room? It must be a room for transfer students!"
Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the flashing picture on the big screen. The scrolling bright yellow triangle stopped and new information appeared.
"Happy study in a single room, scene: squirrel tank, Liang De, a first-year student in the Lu Department."
Voices of disappointment echoed in the library hall.
"Hey, this is single player mode, we have to wait for the next round."
"Wait, look, there is a line of notes under the room information."
"...Wolf nature intensive training mode, insist on learning from good examples, and cancel the rest period for test user Liang De."
"Boss Jiang must have done something about it. This is to arrange dungeons of 007 without interruption. The transfer students will be killed by exhaustion if not hacked to death." Someone from the Kong Academy whispered.
"Don't talk about 007. Don't you know how the Happy Learning Machine works? The 996th company and platoon can tire people to death."
"I'm going, I really can't offend Jiang Daozi... Who the hell can withstand this? I can't bear the iron-clad struggle."
"Who has written this squirrel sink? How long does it usually take to wait? There is someone on my schedule that I haven't killed yet."
"You ask your mother, don't be stupid, will anyone who has brushed it tell you?"
"Hey, what's wrong? Did I fuck your uncle? Did your father ask you?"
"Sun thief! If grandpa doesn't kill you alive today, you will be raised by my little maid!"
Amid the noisy discussion and fighting, quite a few people left the library hall.
Desert scene, one-on-one torture and trial endorsement... This transfer student is not a ruthless person they can afford to offend.
The tragic scene of interrogating Daiyan's mutilated corpse is vivid in his mind. The transfer student is strong and perverted. People can easily drown in this muddy water.
It's safer to go back to class to get points and subsistence allowances.
"At least the strength of the academic committee of the third grade school. After only seven days of training, he transformed from an ordinary office worker to a corpse-crushing murderer. There are really all kinds of monsters among the cross-strait travellers."
"Prefect, are you scared?"
"I'm afraid of him! You can't just fuck him without knowing anything. Find someone to find out who the transfer students are, what skills they have and what equipment they have. Hurry up, someone from the first grade of the Lu Academy has returned, first come first comer to those who are close to the water. Yue, we can’t let them take the lead.”
A few second-year members of the Aeronautics Department took off on the spot, flew high in the air and ran at full speed, rushing out of the library like flying birds.
"The tutors for the transfer students are Mo Feisheng from the Maritime Studies Department and Chang Tianwei from the Land Studies Department. Just ask them."
"Can I ask?"
"It's definitely not possible to ask for nothing. We will allocate funds from the public performance points of the school department.
I don’t need to tell you who the director of the Lu Academy is. Mo Feisheng is a poor man. When he sees 10 grade points, his eyes will turn green. If he doesn’t believe it as long as he gives money, he won’t be able to tell! "
"Hurry up! Use the Beitian Jet to accelerate. I think the second-year wood craftsman from the Lu Academy has already gone to their martial arts school!"
"Prefect, I've been suffering from hemorrhoids for the past two days, so it's not easy to use this trick."
"Fuck, if you don't listen to me usually asking you to lift your anus more, I'll take you for a ride. Let's go!"
Various types of exhaust fumes surged wildly, and the second-year members of the Sora Academy quickly disappeared into the air.
In the tea room of the Lu Academy Martial Arts Hall, Chang Duanxuan sat on the futon with a calm expression, sipping tea carefully.
Sitting across from him was an unkempt man wearing a military green uniform that looked like a beggar's outfit. His dirty feet were bare and he was scratching his head and ears. There was black mud between his fingernails. Only one tooth on his body was white.
The second-year prefect of the Land Academy, Wood Art Ruler, record: Killed 10 people from the Sea Academy and 10 people from the Air Academy.
"Director Chang, let me ask you for information about a student from the Lu Academy."
"Two hundred grade points." Chang Duanxuan put down the tea cup. Not long after, the phone on the coffee table came out with a voice prompt that 100 grade points had been received.
"This hundred is a deposit. If your information is useful, I will pay the other half."
"Student Mu, who are you asking about?"
"First-year transfer student from the Lu Academy, Liang De."
"Who?!" Chang Duanxuan's face was full of surprise, "Don't you know he is my true disciple?"
"Director Dong's true disciples can die dozens of times in one semester. Director Chang, do you still care about this?"
"Student Mu, you misunderstood. Ade is my most beloved disciple, and I share the same love as father and son."
Mu Yigui looked confused, as if it was the first day he met the person in front of him.
Chang Duanxuan's face on the other side of the coffee table suddenly came closer and said decisively: "We have to pay more!"
Outside the tea room of the Lu Academy, there was a line of students holding number plates, ready to question Chang Duanxuan.
…
In the cafeteria of Sheng Wuxu Private High School, Mo Feisheng, the deputy instructor of the Department of Maritime Studies, took a plate and redeemed it for a basic meal with only 0.2 grade points.
Yin demon puppets also need to eat and drink water. Yin demon puppets are like vitamins and indispensable to them, but they cannot just eat vitamins.
The basic set meal only comes with one vegetarian dish and a free bowl of soup.
Mo Feisheng made two ounces of brown rice, a plate of fish-flavored eggplant, and a bowl of seaweed and egg soup that was actually lightly salted water.
Only two people in Sheng Wuxu Private High School would buy this kind of poor meal, one was him and the other was Jiang Chi, the chief instructor of the Kong Academy.
Mo Feisheng was furious when he looked at Jiang Chi, who was slowly eating fresh ground food not far from the cafeteria.
The grades of the three grades in the Kong Academy are good. Jiang Chi is a full attendance student every month, and he is also the dean of students. He usually kills students to uphold school rules and gets a lot of grades. It stands to reason that he is one of the teachers with the most grades in the school, but... Every day, like Mo Feisheng, he eats a poor man's set meal with only one vegetarian dish.
"You son of a bitch, you are a money-obsessed man, your family is half-realized, and the richer you are, the stingier you become!"
Mo Feisheng beeped loudly and ate in small bites, but there was only so much rice, and he finished it in just a few chopsticks.
He carefully poured the seaweed and egg soup into the plate, washed up the rice grains stuck to the bottom of the plate and drank it.
A sneaky figure sat opposite Mo Feisheng.
"Director Mo, I want to ask you something."
Yang Yuhu, the second-year prefect of the Aeronautics Department, was smiling and very sensible. Before he even said what was going on, he transferred some grade points to Mo Feisheng, then walked up behind Mo Feisheng to please him and rubbed his shoulders and back.
Mo Feisheng picked up the vibrating phone and looked at the transfer records.
Do you want to use your grades to buy me off? Don’t do it!
Mo Feisheng originally wanted to rebuke him loudly like this.
But there are too many merit points.
"What's going on, you ask..."
Behind Yang Yuhu, there were other students from the school waiting with their mobile phones ready to trade.
