The whole class is dead? NPC awakens and starts killing people

Li Wuyan immediately realized what had happened to Class 1. He shook himself off and returned to his class.

Although the tuition fee for studying at Qingtang is high, students of Qingtang still have to go out for morning exercises for half an hour at 8 o'clock in the morning. At this time, they can see students from other classes 7 in various sports venues of the school.

Qingtang is relatively free when it comes to morning exercises, and they won’t restrict you or force you to run here.

Whether you want to go sailing, play cricket, baseball or golf, no one will stop you. The only hard requirement is to measure your body's metabolic condition after exercise to see if it is normal.

It is the only unfree place in freedom.

However, no one has questioned this system since it was introduced.

The students in other classes were doing morning exercises according to their own interests and preferences, but Class 3 was different. They lined up neatly and began to run around the playground. The other teachers and students were no longer surprised.

From the first day of school, their class has been very independent and it seems like they have to do everything together.

If it weren't for the fact that the school was big enough and the other students were no different from usual, they would have thought that they were attending an ordinary high school. But even if they didn't understand, Class 13 didn't bother them anyway, so they just ignored it.

Class 3, who were running at a steady pace, had no idea that they were being targeted.

After Class 3 finished their half-hour outdoor exercise, everyone went to the physical indicator monitor next to the playground.

Zhou Heng and Si Mingyu wiped the sweat from their foreheads and were the first to come down from the other end of the detector.

The two of them were planning to go to the coffee shop next to the playground to buy some drinks and replenish their water, so they left the third shift group.

"Ji Yinyin has been too quiet lately, hasn't she? I can't even eat some gossip." Zhou Heng walked towards the coffee shop with a bored look on his face and complained to Si Mingyu, "I've eaten so many gossips, when will it be my turn? I also want to be seen what my future will be like... I envy those who have their futures spoiled. Ji Yinyin always likes to predict the future for girls. Now only Shang Ye is lucky. Do you think I should go to Taiguo and turn myself into a woman? And then also be tested by Ji Yinyin?"

Si Mingyu looked at Zhou Heng speechlessly.

"That's hard to say. This sister has a very strange way of thinking. Who knows, maybe you will become Ji Yinyin's best friend after you become a girl? How about a permanent prediction?"

Then Si Mingyu glanced at Zhou Heng's crotch.

"My advice is to get rid of it early while you can still be sisters with her."

Zhou Heng rolled his eyes at him.

"I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"

Both of them ordered two cups of coffee from the counter. Chun Ge was going to start teaching math in the next class, and if they fell asleep, they might be scolded by Chun Ge.

Especially since their grades are still at the bottom of the class, and if Chun Ge complains about them again, they might have to eat stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots in the middle of winter.

"Old Yang, do you still remember the pretty girl Dante introduced to me last time? She was so hot! I tell you, her waist is the thinnest of all the girls I've hugged! It's the legendary A4 ant waist!"

"You mean that one? It feels okay, but there's too little flesh on the chest. It's not as good as my current girlfriend. When I get tired of playing with her one day, I'll lend you my girlfriend."

"You said it! We are good brothers, don't let others make fun of us!"

While the two were waiting for coffee, two students with loosely tied ties walked in from outside, and they both frowned at the same time.

His voice was too loud, and what he talked about was...very uncomfortable.

"How can you call your girlfriend a "mazi"? Wasn't he here when the country was founded? How come this came up without any evolution in his brain?" Zhou Heng hadn't watched it yet, but the conversation was very uncomfortable to listen to.

When he was a child, he was a very proud kid, and he especially looked down on weak and crying girls. At that time, his mother grabbed his ear and taught him that he was born by a woman and raised by a woman, so he should not always bully girls.

Later he just kept it in mind, but he was rebellious when he was in junior high school... He didn't want to be controlled by his mother, so he scolded his mother and ran away from home to play in the video game arcade.

His mother was also merciful. Not only did she cancel his supplementary card, she also called the entire family.

So he had no money and just stayed in the video game arcade for two days!

In the end, he was so hungry that he went home by himself.

He thought that since he was so miserable, his mother would calm down. Yes, his mother calmed down because she felt sorry for him, but his father jumped out to teach him a lesson.

Even if he fainted from hunger, they would not give him any food and would force him to follow the cleaning lady to do the housework.

He was so tired until noon, and then his mother said that he did not do his job well, and there was dust on the floor, so she deducted 20% of his lunch money!

He thought that was the end of it, but in the afternoon, his mother dragged him to help the nanny take care of the newborn baby! He was a child himself, but he had to take care of other children.

God knows how he got through that day. Looking back now, that day seemed like a nightmare.

But... that is the norm for old mothers taking care of their children.

After working hard for an afternoon, I only got paid two hundred and fifty yuan.

Anyway, from that day on, he didn't dare to say no to his mother.

It also completely cured his two-day rebelliousness, and there is absolutely no possibility of a relapse!

Now hearing such disgusting words again...he was really a little angry.

He felt like he stinked when he was in the same place and breathing the same air as such a person!

Si Mingyu nodded and turned to look at the man casually.

Good guy, you won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

This certainly doesn't mean that they look scary, but that their dressing is as elegant and refined as Ji Yinyin's imagination.

One of them dyed her hair gray, and the other dyed her hair metallic gold.

The one with gray hair has a lot of pierced ears. If you count carefully... there are 12 holes in one ear! They are all pierced with shamatte-style earrings.

Not only did he not spare the ears, he also did not spare the brow bones and mouth, and wore eyebrow and lip studs on both.

As for the one with blond hair, he was even more outrageous.

This brother actually used needle and thread to embroider four cross shapes on the back of his hand and brow bone with red embroidery thread.

It seems that it is not about standing on it, but about threading it with needle and thread!

Is he sure he isn't cosplaying a character called Juuzou Suzuya from that popular anime that was banned a few days ago?

However, after Si Mingyu saw the number eight carved in cursive script on the armband on his clothes, he finally understood.

There are eight classes in Qingtang High School. The first four classes are on the same floor. The last four classes are different. They all study on the floor of the International Department. These four classes are a bit mixed, especially the last class eight, which is almost a gathering of problem students in the whole school. After graduating from high school, they will not enter domestic schools, but will be sent abroad for gilding after the school's operation.

After all, we can't expect these second-generation rich kids to achieve great grades.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Class 8 is not easy to deal with. Let's just get the food and have breakfast." Si Mingyu glanced at the two boys and lowered his voice.

"Would you like to take your hand-brewed black coffee to go or drink it now?"

Si Mingyu smiled at the waiter and said, "Drink now, thank you."

The waiter nodded and handed the coffee package to the two of them with a straw.

The blond male student also heard their voices. He just glanced at them lightly, and finally his eyes fell on Si Mingyu's armband with the number three engraved on it, which was right behind the two of them. There was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked lazily towards the counter with his silver-haired companion. When Zhou Heng and Si Mingyu took the coffee and were about to turn around and leave, he bumped into Zhou Heng's left shoulder with a quick step.

The scalding coffee immediately spilled from the cup all over him.

The blond man seemed to have just realized that he had caused someone else's coffee to spill. He immediately clasped his hands together and smiled apologetically at Zhou Heng.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't look at the road. Are you burned?" He apologized while taking a tissue to help Zhou Heng wipe the coffee stains on his school uniform.

But this person's method is very, very, very problematic!

It would have been fine if he didn't wipe it, but once he wiped it, the coffee stain seemed to have spread.

Zhou Heng's navy blue coat was rubbed into Maillard color.

If he wasn't tall, he would have become like Ji Yinyin, who had been doing it on the ground for two hours and was covered in dirt.

But even though he was angry, he didn't know what to say.

They've already apologized, what else do you want?

As luck would have it, the bell for class rang. Zhou Heng had no time to argue with the man. He just waved at him and ignored the coffee. He apologized to the waiter and immediately ran to the classroom with Si Mingyu.

Looking at the backs of the two people, the disdain in the blond man's eyes became even stronger.

Is this the short-sighted guy that the group is talking about?

I think that's all.

He kicked the coffee that Zhou Heng didn't take away to the ground and crushed it hard with his foot. As a result of this, the counter was stained by the splashed coffee.

The waiter looked at the boy timidly, not daring to say anything. Only when the boy left did he dare to pick up the mop and cloth to clean up the mess.