Volu 2. Ga Update in Progress
In other words, leaving the classroom ant certain death, and entering the classroom... ant a slim chance of survival.
Looking at the gazes of my classmates, I regretted it a little.
"I should've learned so street dance moves, such a rare audience..."
Muttering to myself, I walked to the podium under everyone's gaze, picked up the shredded doll on the ground, placed it solemnly on the table, and said in an innocent tone, "Teacher, I'll leave this here for you."
Then... the distortion on 'Teacher Zhang's' face began to accelerate.
Hmm, although the anomalies couldn't communicate and seed to lack positive emotions, negative emotions were still easily triggered—look, 'Teacher Zhang' was angry.
As soone who had been a model student since childhood, I respectfully bowed to 'Teacher Zhang', whose face was continuously twisting and distorting, then turned to walk back to my seat.
The mont I turned around, I could clearly feel the malicious gaze burning into my back.
It seed the rules did not allow them to leave their seats.
Sudden missions often struck without giving anyone a chance to react, but... right now, it seed the rules for this sudden mission were quite simple.
However, there were still traps.
For example, just now—if I hadn't deliberately retreated backward, but had instead panicked and stumbled, I might have already fallen into the Inner World.
The Substitute Doll had already reached its ti limit, ten seconds passing in a flash, and I had returned to my seat.
In front, behind, to the left and right of , countless pairs of eyes stared at dead-on.
Those eyes full of malice told —if looks could kill, I would have died a thousand tis over.
Take the classmate right in front of , for example, I won't bother ntioning his na, his neck was twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees.
His body was still facing forward, but his head was less than twenty centiters away from .
'He' just stared at like that, dead-eyed, without any expression on his face.
Damn it!
I'm here to take an exam, not to test my guts!
Stare all you want!
Keep staring!
Fine... you win, keep staring, I just won't look.
Lowering my head, I focused very seriously on my desk.
In this mont, this plain, ordinary desk seed like a work of art to , endlessly fascinating...
Mainly because I really didn't want to look at those terrifying stares.
So damn creepy.
After sitting for about five minutes, I inevitably began to daydream.
What was the point of just sitting here?
I had the urge to reach for my phone, but under so many gazes, I didn't dare.
Just as I was thinking this, suddenly, 'Teacher Zhang' stood up from her seat, making jolt in fear and almost press the pause button on my World Watch!
However... 'Teacher Zhang' didn't rush over to tear apart with a ferocious face as I had feared, but instead... calmly picked up a stack of... test papers from the table?
Looking at the malicious gleam that never left Teacher Zhang's eyes, I imdiately understood... this must be so kind of special force compelling 'Teacher Zhang' to hand out the test papers.
Then... everything proceeded just like in an ordinary classroom.
The papers were distributed sheet by sheet, and the classmate in front of , whose arm twisted a full one hundred and eighty degrees, handed the stack backward toward ...
Should I take it or not?
While I hesitated, the other classmates' bodies suddenly trembled slightly, frightening into quickly grabbing the test papers.
And then... the students instantly quieted down again, just continuing to glare at .
Seeing the reactions of the surrounding 'classmates', I couldn't help but laugh bitterly as I realized sothing...
This sudden mission... was it simply just to make take an exam?
I was just absent from school for a month because of a leg injury, that's all!
Was this really necessary?!
This was way harsher than five years of mock exams and three years of real exams!
Tsk tsk, it's a pity this thing couldn't be mass-produced, otherwise, I'd get rich!
Imagine making those kids who don't study properly face a whole class of anomalies every day.
The scene would be deliciously chaotic.
Of course, this was just wishful thinking.
Hiring these anomalies as teachers?
Impossible... it wasn't sothing money could buy.
There’s a saying that "money can make the devil turn millstones," but that probably wouldn't work in front of 'them'.
Passing the test papers to the classmate behind , that classmate handed them back to the next person, and so on, one sheet after another.
Next, 'Teacher Zhang' pretended to calmly lift her wrist and glance at the watch that clearly didn't work, while at the sa ti, a blood-curdling scream suddenly rang out from above... and the other classmates began doing their papers.
The scene... was absolutely beyond imagination!
A group of classmates, as if they held a grudge against the test papers, furiously scratched and clawed at the desks with their fingers.
Blood splattering everywhere, the sound of nails scraping wood creaking loudly, fragnts of paper flying through the air...
And even then, 'their' malicious gazes never left .
Alright, alright... I'll take the test!
Faced with the full class of 'students' and the 'horoom teacher' watching with pure malice, I had no choice but to pull out my B—two pencil from my pencil box and begin this... most unusual exam.
Good thing I had a strong heart.
Try swapping in soone else and see if they don’t wet themselves in fear.
However... as I continued writing, I gradually relaxed.
After all, my mind began to focus on solving problems, splitting my attention, and naturally the fear began to subside.
Hmm... this question.
Ah, I wrote it wrong...
"Excuse , classmate, can I borrow an eraser?"
I looked at the face of the classmate in front of and asked, then... saw a trembling hand handing an eraser.
"Thank you."
I naturally took the eraser, erased the mistake, returned it to him, and then... he naturally accepted the eraser, putting it into his mouth and eating it with a face full of bitterness and hatred.
"...Are you that hungry?"
I couldn't help but ask instinctively, and the next second, all the classmates simultaneously picked up their erasers and threw them into their mouths.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"...You guys are ruthless."
After being stunned for a while, I couldn't help but praise them in total admiration, then calmly continued writing my test paper.
The existence of anomalies was extrely bizarre.
At least the Goat-headed Monster couldn't communicate.
These guys... seed to more or less understand human language.
I guessed these guys must have been forcibly twisted into this state because of the APP, able to understand human speech.
However, although they still appeared as my classmates, what 'they' actually were, I had no idea.
I couldn't find out either.
Although the scene now looked a bit ridiculous, I was still extrely terrified.
After all... I didn't know the rules of this ga; if I made a single mistake, everything could be over.
But... what followed was a series of exams, thrilling yet without danger, exam after exam.
From the beginning until now, I didn't even dare to go to the bathroom, just sitting on my chair, taking tests from morning... until afternoon.
When I finally finished the last paper, I still didn't dare to get up to hand it in.
I didn’t know if sothing might happen.
I could only wait for the mont when the loudspeaker emitted a blood-curdling scream, signaling the classmates to start handing in their test papers, and only then dared to hand in mine.
That's right... this exam used a blood-curdling scream as the school bell.
Damn it... every ti that sharp female scream rang out, it scared into a full-body shudder.
I had been holding it in all day.
Because of the physiological structure of the female body, it's harder for won to hold it in, and easier to have accidents...
In short, no matter how loud the slogans in this world were, the fact that won suffered disadvantages in physiological matters compared to n could not be changed, unless they underwent surgery and beca neither woman nor man.
Fortunately... even though it was extrely uncomfortable, at least with the Evil Spirit Form’s feedback, my control over my body was much stronger.
Ignoring those faces that grew more and more distorted with ti, I looked out the window at the blue sky and white clouds.
Yet there was not the slightest trace of life, no sounds from afar either.
The entire classroom had only my own breathing, so quiet... that even a needle falling would be clearly audible.
"Liu Yunyan? Liu Yunyan? Hey!"
Just as I was dazedly staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, suddenly, a voice rang in my ear, scaring so much that I almost scread.
I jerked my head back and saw a boy in front of staring at my face.
"What do you want!!"
The mont I asked this, I suddenly realized... weren't anomalies supposed to be unable to speak?
At least, whether in my mory or Fang Zheng’s mory, anomalies had never spoken human language.
And yet, the one before ... had spoken?!
Wait a minute... why wasn't his neck twisted anymore?
Instinctively stunned, I imdiately turned to look outside the window...
The view of the white clouds and blue sky was still there, but there were subtle differences.
The difference was... the sparrows chirping on the branches outside, bringing a touch of vitality to this sky.
I... had returned?
Instinctively, I glanced down at my watch.
The Interdinsional Space, which had lasted nearly seven hours, finally ended at that very mont.
The words "Interdinsional Space" on the watch had disappeared, replaced by "Surface World."
When I noticed this, I turned back to look at the other classmates and suddenly realized the classroom had beco noisy.
Since it was the last test paper, they would return in a few days to pick up the papers, and the exams would be completely over.
After that... it was vacation.
Having gone through the exams, the students all visibly relaxed.
Regardless of whether they did well or not, at least at this mont, everyone's face was filled with smiles.
Really... I had co back.
At least, the watch wouldn’t lie to .
The classmates talking to each other weren’t fake.
"What’s wrong with you? Hand over the test paper!"
"Ah... uh, here, here you go..."
Prompted by the boy in front of , I realized that the other classmates had all handed in their papers already, while the pile behind was stuck at my desk.
Quickly suppressing the joy in my heart, honestly, I was more thrilled than any of them.
At least... I had survived once again, muddleheaded.
I quickly took the papers from behind and placed mine on top.
No need to check.
I was sure it was full marks.
After all, in that situation just now, who knew if answering even a single question wrong would cause a group of evil spirits to rush up and tear apart.
So I answered everything with the most accurate answers.
I had a lot of knowledge in my head.
Not at the university level, but perfect for anything under high school.
After handing in the paper... I suddenly rembered sothing.
I sprang up, ignoring the surprised looks from the classmates around , and walked out of the classroom.
I, I needed to go to the restroom!
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