Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

The originally quiet infirmary welcomed all the school leaders, instructors, and seniors who had graduated but returned to school to help.

Teacher Wang, who was wearing a white coat, froze with his upward smile. Oh my god, a major inspection? If you didn't know, you would think that some frontline leader was living here.

It was already afternoon when Fang Zhixin woke up. The golden sunlight poured into the room, making the entire infirmary warm.

Fang Zhixin was the first one to wake up, and the final mushroom cloud was still in his mind.

The person on the bed raised his hands to cover his eyes, then opened his eyes after adjusting to the sunlight. The pure white ceiling came into view, and the smell of disinfectant lingered in his nose.

"It's the infirmary...hiss..."

The previous scenes flooded into my mind, the bloody campus, the dead classmates and teachers.

She sat up immediately and looked up to meet a dense crowd of gazes. The entire room was full of people, and the main therapist, Mr. Wang, had been squeezed to the point of no return.

Before Fang Zhixin could figure out the situation, he saw Teacher Lin, who was supposed to be dead, as well as the homeroom teacher Xu Lu and Teacher Li Dong.

Fang Zhixin decisively pulled the quilt over his head and didn't even bother to pay attention to Fang Shaoli who was standing beside him.

I woke up too fast and dreamed.

Before everyone had a chance to say anything, they were left speechless by Fang Zhixin's actions.

Fang Shaoli was quite worried: "Teacher Wang, come and see if she has any other problems."

Teacher Wang looked at the wall of flesh in front of her. It would be a miracle if I could get through. She raised her hand and shouted, "You are questioning my professionalism. She is fine. No problem!"

Fang Zhixin, who heard the conversation, threw off the quilt and sat up, looking at Fang Shaoli: "This is not a dream, where are the others?!"

"The others haven't woken up yet. They are in other rooms. No one is dead. This is just a test. Don't worry, Zhixin." Seeing that Fang Zhixin was fine, Fang Shaoli dropped a bomb in a relaxed tone.

Fang Zhixin was stunned for a long time, glanced at the group of people in front of him, and went over what had happened in his mind.

I gritted my teeth and said, damn it, I knew something was wrong, it turns out this is a setup.

She suddenly turned to look at the principal and smiled, "Principal, why don't you explain?"

"Well, Fang Zhixin, the school should have said three months ago that there would be a hunting assessment, and this is how you will be assessed." Wang Xueyang stood straight with his burly body, not feeling that there was anything wrong at all.

"This is the tradition of Dongxia's number one university."

Damn tradition, you didn’t even mention the entrance examination, so why not just make a big deal about the hunting examination?

Playing Soldier Assault, right?

Fang Zhixin was furious: "Is it necessary? They even transferred some teachers away early, fearing that we would find something wrong."

To calm her furious heart, she rubbed her head and thought, as long as Du Ruo and the others were okay.

Recalling those bloody scenes, she frowned and asked, "How do you bring people back to life? What about the monsters in the school?"

Hearing this, Fang Shaoli asked curiously: "Zhi Xin, according to common sense, normal people would suspect that the monsters they encountered were fake, and the death was also fake, right?"

"Why do you think differently from ordinary people?"

Everyone nodded, especially the seniors who had experienced this broken tradition. After learning the truth, their first reaction was that death was fake, and those demons were also fake.

After glancing at Fang Shaoli, Fang Zhixin said that the information of the Voice of All Things cannot be false. If the demons are real, then death cannot be false.

But the Voice of All Things is not omniscient and omnipotent. How could those elves understand the twists and turns of humans?

She sighed helplessly. This time she didn't think too much about it. They clearly said that during this time every year, some teachers would leave the school.

I guess those extradited people are also fake.

The school kept it a secret so well. The key point is, who could have thought that the school would do such a thing.

After figuring everything out, Fang Zhixin raised his eyes and curved his lips slightly: "Brother, do you mean I'm abnormal?"

Fang Shaoli, who was being stared at, said: "No, I didn't say that."

Fang Zhixin curled his lips: "You guessed right, I am abnormal."

Fang Shaoli: “…”

other people:"………"

You are quite self-aware.

Deng Hua coughed and walked forward, his shrewd eyes sweeping over the girl on the bed. Her face was pale and she looked weak. To anyone who looked at her, she was a good child.

But when those bright eyes looked over, he knew that she was definitely not gentle and peaceful.

"Let me answer your previous question. I am Deng Hua, the Dean of Dongxia's No. 1 High School. I have the gift of feigning death, which allows me to avoid death once within a certain range. As long as I don't receive a fatal attack after death, I can live again."

"It's useless on a battlefield full of dangers, but it's perfect for your assessment. As for the scattered monsters, they'll be handled by Fang Shaoli and the other two."

"My brother?" Fang Zhixin raised an eyebrow and looked Fang Shaoli up and down.

"Your brother is very strong, why don't you believe it?" Fang Shaoli looked depressed.

"Believe it, believe it, you are super strong. You are the number one teenage genius in the country. Countless people want to catch up with you. You must be well-known." Fang Zhixin is not unbelieving, but he didn't have any sense of reality before. But now he does.

Her brother is absolutely ridiculously strong, to be entrusted with such an important task by the school, with authority higher than that of the teacher, to be able to wipe out all the demons released into the school and deal with monsters like the Dark Bird with ease.

Well, monster level.

Fang Shaoli raised his head proudly, but the others couldn't bear to look at him.

Lin Bin said, "Fang Shaoli, when you were promoted to Class B, I never saw you so happy."

"Besides, isn't the question now to ask your sister how she did those things..."

Under Fang Shaoli's threatening gaze, Lin Bin changed the word "weird" that came out of his mouth and continued with another word: "Well... outrageous things."

Hearing this familiar voice, Fang Zhixin looked towards the person who was speaking. This familiar figure...ah, it was the unlucky guy who was kicked away by the teacher.

"Yes, this is the point. Student, how did you get that feather?"

Before Fang Zhixin could take a closer look, a shadow stood at the end of the bed, occupying her field of vision.

Jiang Haoming held onto the end of the bed without caring about his image, and his anxious look made Fang Zhixin silently shrink his feet.

"You are……"

"Ahem." Jiang Haoming realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and immediately stood up straight with one hand behind his back, looking like an elegant gentleman, but because he exerted too much force, he looked flamboyant.

"My name is Jiang Haoming, and I'm the school's music teacher."

Hearing this familiar voice, Fang Zhixin suddenly had an epiphany and opened his mouth exaggeratedly: "Oh~~ You are the one, the one at the end... the weird one who asked questions."

"Not... it's the people... who ask weird questions."

The corners of Jiang Haoming's mouth twitched uncontrollably. This guy did it on purpose. It was naked revenge.

Seeing Jiang Haoming being humiliated, Lin Bin, Zhou Boping and others tried to hold back their laughter and said, "Sorry, teacher, it's not that we don't want to help you, but we were also victims before."