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

Soon, the students of Class 7 walked towards their own classes with a belly full of black water.

Coincidentally, I met Class 8 coming down from upstairs.

Ji Yinyin was stunned and pulled Shang Ye's ear.

[Didn't you and Sun Ke investigate them? Didn't you agree to go out for sailing practice today? How did they come down from the teaching building? Did you know that everyone was sitting on the grass and drinking the northwest wind for half an hour?]

Several other people nodded.

The October wind hurts my face~

"But even if they come out of the teaching building, we still have to squat here. There is no difference..." Shang Ye explained in a low voice.

The Victims Alliance was speechless.

This statement seems to be right but also seems not to be right.

In short, Ji Yinyin withdrew the ear-pulling move and let Shang Ye go.

After being rescued, Shang Ye can finally turn half of his face to feel the cold air of City A in October.

Then he crouched down on the grass and arched his body, imitating the way a rat snake twisted its body forward.

After a while, I slipped under a tree and found the best viewing seat to watch the game between Class 7 and Class 8.

"Why are you here?" The students from Class 7 looked at the students from Class 8 with strong hostility in their eyes.

The degree of this is... almost to the extent that Class 1 is hostile to Class 3.

[Why the hell is the hostility between Class 7 and Class 8 so obvious? ]

Ji Yinyin asked a soul-searching question.

Zhao Zhier immediately understood what he meant and started chatting with Sun Ke who was squatting in the trash can.

"Oh, you didn't know yet? In the second week of school, Class 7 and Class 8 had a fight."

What? Class 7 and Class 8 had a fight at the beginning of the school year? Tell us more!

The victims' alliance, a group of wild animals in the melon field, all looked like they were eating melons.

So, everyone left Shang Ye, who was lying in the best viewing seat and recording with his mobile phone, and gathered around Sun Ke.

It turned out that when Class 7 just reported in, they had a friendly, peaceful basketball game with Class 8 next door regardless of the results of the game.

But Class Eight committed fouls repeatedly, either brushing against people or hitting people on the head. In that game, Class Seven was bullied by Class Eight in this way for half the game. The breaking point was that the monitor of Class Eight, Rongfeng, directly cheated on the younger brother of the bully of Class Seven!

The students who were originally assigned to Class 7 and Class 8 had bad personalities and tempers. That heavy elbow strike directly blew up the patience bar of Class 7!

Li Daba, the bully of Class 7, smashed the basketball on the head of a boy from Class 8 on the spot, and the two classes started fighting.

What happened next was similar to what had happened to Class 1 and 3 in the gymnasium before. The two classes had a melee that lasted for half an hour.

In the end, the bully from Class 7 was hung on the basketball hoop by the violent elements from Class 8.

Yes, just hang Li Daba on the basketball hoop like a basketball!

"Hey, look, this is the photo that Class Eight took of Li Daba at the time. It has been circulating on the school forum for a long time."

As he spoke, Sun Ke took out his mobile phone and even turned the screen brightness down to the lowest setting.

Others came over to take a look.

Good guy, what a good guy!

He really hung one of his legs up!

But Li Daba still looked stubborn.

Seeing his expression, Ji Yinyin almost couldn't help but laugh with her hands covering her mouth.

[Oh my god, the person who hung Li Daba up there is a talented person, so this Li Daba is no less talented, right? With just one leg hanging in the basket, won’t his crotch get stuck? Or is he… the leader of the Iron Crotch Sect? He really doesn’t mind at all. Um, we were supposed to be the bully of Class 7, but why does this guy look so boring? ]

Ji Yinyin really couldn't help laughing. She opened her mouth, exhaled forcefully, and smiled in a pretentious manner.

Not only Ji Yinyin, several other girls were also shaking their shoulders.

inspiration? What inspiration?

The boys in Class 3 who didn't understand what the girls said still didn't know what was so funny about them.

Then, Zhao Zhier reluctantly took out her cell phone, forced herself to hold back her smile, and posted an explanation in the small group of the Victims Alliance (except Ji Yinyin).

[Zhao Zhier: The so-called zero sense and inspiration are two different things. Zero actually means the bottom. Yinyin meant that Li Daba looked like a big attacker (big attacker), but I didn’t expect that he could have such a bottom side.]

The expressions of the boys who were forced to expand the victim alliance of BL top and bottom culture were wonderful at this moment.

Such unimportant knowledge has entered my mind in a vicious way!

They wished they could go back to half an hour ago and throw Sun Ke’s phone into the school’s artificial lake.

In short, after Class 7 experienced the incident where the basketball hoop showed zero as a result of a person being hung on it, they had a complete feud with Class 8.

Met at dinner?

A wave of sarcasm.

Met in class?

Then just make some sarcastic remarks.

Met outside of school?

Then turn off the sarcasm mode and start fighting.

And then...and then the more Class Seven tried to pick on Class Eight, the more unlucky they became, the more helpless they became, and the more it made people want to cry.

So much so that since the beginning of the school year, the students from Class 7 have almost never been in school together at the same time.

There is always one or two students missing from Class 7 every day.

Because those who didn’t come are all lying in the hospital!

Well, this left the Victims Alliance team speechless.

Go ahead and make trouble. You are such a novice and you love to play. If you can't afford to provoke me, then at least you can avoid me, right?

No, Class 7 won’t do that. They just want to talk nonsense and confront Class 8!

Are you afraid that all the students in the class will come, or are you afraid of going to school?

Treat Class 8 as an NPC that issues tasks at regular intervals, and complete them when you have time. After completing the task of completing the hospital mission, you can reward yourself with a day off from school?

Over there, Shang Ye, who was watching the farce between the two teams, was watching with great interest the fight between Li Daba, the leader of Team Seven, and Rong Feng, the leader of Team Eight.

Seeing that enemies often meet on a narrow road, Class 8 did not take these defeated opponents seriously at all. Rongfeng looked at Li Daba and whistled instead.

"Why, you noobs are still meddling in your Master's business?"

"Who cares who is a noob!" Li Daba was furious, and raised his fist when he saw Rongfeng, but was stopped by his classmates.

But Rong Feng didn't take Li Daba seriously at all. He just glanced at his crotch and said contemptuously, "Of course whoever agrees is a loser. Li Daba, you don't want to be hung in that place by me like before, do you?"

Li Daba could no longer bear it, broke free from his companions and raised his fist.

"Hit? You dare to hit me? Do you know who I work for?"

Just when Li Daba's fist was about to land on Rong Feng's face, Rong Feng looked at him with an evil smile.

"Why, are you still working for the Director of the Department of Education? I tell you, I don't care about a mere teacher. It's just a punishment, right? This is what I have always needed since I was a child!"

"Oh? Then you haven't heard about the recent bad luck that happened to the third shift?" Rongfeng put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked up at him.

What? Mentioned us?

Hearing Rong Feng talking about Class Three, the Victims Alliance Team immediately perked up, crouched down, sneaked up to Shang Ye's side, and entered the viewing area to watch the movie.

"What? You're not going to say that you were the ones who caused the bad luck for Class 3? Stop joking. With your brains, you still want to plot against Class 3? Can you afford to offend Class 3?" Li Daba rolled his eyes.

"Oh? What if I say... I have a backer?" Rong Feng said as he reached into his pocket and took out something, causing the students in Class 7 to suddenly see their pupils tremble.