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"Who stepped on my table and didn't wipe it?"

The owner of the table was almost collapsed when he saw the shoe prints. In a rage, he directly carried the book to the dead classmate's seat and forced himself to change a new seat.

The culprits Lian Wu and Feng Ling mixed in the crowd, pretending to know nothing. Lian Wu felt a little guilty, but Feng Ling really didn't care.

According to the course schedule on the new timetable, the next class is history.

Although he had already received the test paper and answers, Lian Wu still wanted to attend a history class. At least if he just read the book by himself, this course was quite interesting.

This will also help him understand the historical direction of this world.

After class, there was a knock on the door. The history class representative hurried to the window and stuck his head out.

"Teacher Sun, the classroom door was broken by Teacher Li. Now we can only get in through the window."

When Teacher Sun heard this, she frowned, walked to the window in her 15-centimeter high heels, looked at the height of the windowsill, and fell into deep thought.

The history class representative obviously noticed Teacher Sun's embarrassment, picked up the chair of the student sitting by the window, and handed it out through the window.

With the help of a chair, Teacher Sun was able to climb into the classroom smoothly.

Seeing Teacher Sun's appearance, Lian Wu finally understood why a chair was needed.

Even with the high heels, Ms. Sun's height was only about 1.6 meters. Her lush long hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, decorated with a few pearl hairpins. Her lipstick was bright and passionate, and her nails were painted red.

She was wearing a dark green skirt that was tight on her hips. She twisted and turned as she walked, and it seemed that her pelvis was tilted forward.

Teacher Sun held a long teaching stick in his hand and waved it every time he spoke.

When calling on someone to answer a question, use your orchid finger to hold the teaching stick and point it at the student.

The questions weren't too difficult, and the answers could all be found in the book. Lian Wu was called upon once, and it happened to be content he had read before, so he successfully answered it.

Teacher Sun doesn't like to just stay at the podium during class. Instead, he walks around the classroom with a teaching stick, as if he is counting his steps on WeChat.

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground was very clear, and the students could clearly feel that the teacher was approaching them.

Not only that, as she walked, she also looked at the students' books to see if they had taken notes.

"Snapped!"

The teacher's stick hit a classmate's arm hard, instantly tore the skin and flesh, and the classmate let out a scream.

"You're already in your third year of high school, and you can't even take notes. How come you think you don't need to take notes just because you're in the rocket class? You're too arrogant, and you'll never achieve anything great!"

A sharp and artificial voice sounded, which made Lian Wu wonder if there was something stuck in Teacher Sun's throat. The shrill voice sounded like that of a eunuch in the palace.

Teacher Sun continued to walk around the classroom. When he walked to Feng Ling, he frowned and looked at the notes in confusion.

"Why is your handwriting so ugly? You should study medicine. You have a natural talent for handwriting."

Teacher Sun tapped Feng Ling's notes twice with his teaching stick with a look of disgust on his face. Without further ado, he turned around and looked at the next student's notes.

Lian Wu was a little confused when he heard that comment. He remembered that the word Feng Ling was very beautiful and it was not at all something that could be said to be ugly.

But he didn't have time to think about it. Teacher Sun's route was to circle around the outermost part first, then walk to the middle, and now he was just behind him.

"Well, that's right. Look carefully, everyone. This is how you should take notes. It should be neat and beautiful. You should know how to distinguish between important and non-important points. Learn this well."

"Why are the last two lines of characters written in traditional Chinese?"

Teacher Sun held up Lianwu's history book and nodded with great satisfaction.

Lian Wu lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly. In fact, half of the notes were written by Zhou Jing, and he only wrote the last two lines of traditional Chinese characters.

He hasn't fully learned the simplified Chinese characters here, so he still uses traditional Chinese characters out of habit for some of the characters.

After walking around the classroom thoroughly, Teacher Sun walked to the podium.

"From now on, I'll check notes in every class. In each class, I'll pick the best and worst note-takers. I'll give a reward to the best note-taker, and you've probably seen what happened to the worst note-taker, so I won't elaborate. Next class, I've arranged a history quiz. Same rules: the highest score gets a reward, but the lowest score's fate isn't so simple."

After she finished speaking, the bell for the end of get out of class rang. The teacher continued wearing her high heels and flipped out of the window, leaving two spots, one big and one small, on the table.

The original owner of the table was now extremely glad that he had changed his seat, otherwise he would have to start wiping the table helplessly again.

Most people were not interested in climbing through the windows. Except for a few students who wanted to go to the bathroom, everyone else stayed in the classroom and reviewed history.

Class 7 next door was bored. A group of people gathered outside the window of Class 6, watching the people inside doing things like watching monkeys, until the bell rang.

This time Lian Wu did not hand in a blank paper. Instead, he relied on his memory to write down all the information he needed to know. He also filled in the answers to the parts he had not finished reading based on his analysis and guesswork.

After collecting the papers, Lian Wu easily climbed out of the classroom and looked down at the campus in front of him from the third floor.

It was already late at night, the sky was filled with gloomy clouds, and the mist was gathering, making it feel like it was going to rain.

In this dungeon, the NPCs gave him a lively feeling, very much like real people, except when encountering bloody scenes.

Whenever such a scene occurs, the surrounding NPCs seem to be automatically shielded.

Feng Ling walked to his side and asked, "What do you want to do next?"

"I also want to check on that student from last night. He seemed too terrified of the round white thing. He definitely knows about that fan."

Feng Ling put away the folding fan last night and kept it in the pocket of his school uniform jacket.

After everyone on this floor had left, Lian Wu and Feng Ling walked into classroom 304 again. This time they did not close the door.

Feng Ling turned on the light switch, and the dim classroom instantly became bright.

The clock on the blackboard was still ticking. Because the noise was so loud, Lian Wu looked at the clock as soon as he came in.

After seeing this, Lian Wu frowned slightly, "That clock doesn't seem to be accurate. I remember our get out of class ended at 17:50, and we waited outside for about 20 minutes. No matter how you calculate it, it shouldn't be 19:15 now."

Feng Ling looked up and saw that the pointer above was indeed wrong.

"Was this clock correct when we came here last night?"

"I did not notice."

Lian Wu felt a little annoyed. Why didn't he look at the clock carefully last night?

Since there was something wrong with the clock, Lian Wu stepped directly onto the podium, leaned forward, and took the clock down.

[Congratulations to the player for winning the item bell (15th)]

【Clock (15th)】

[Rank: A-]

[This item is exclusive to Chaoyang High School and only works within this instance. Nowadays, if people want to know the time, they just need to look up at the clock. However, the clock that displays the time may be secretly changing it. This item is a one-time item and will warp time by 15 days after use. Note: The buff duration is not affected.]

Lian Wu was a little excited after reading the introduction. This item that can transcend time, if used well, can not only help one avoid murderous intent, but also turn the tide of battle. However, its disadvantage is also obvious. Unexpected events may occur during the lost time, so this item may also harm oneself.

After getting the props, Lian Wu and Feng Ling walked to the corner where the figure disappeared last night. It was empty.

They searched the classroom for a long time but found nothing. The figure from last night had gone somewhere and they could not find any trace of him.

Lian Wu found a chair and sat down. "Does he have to wait until night to come out?"

"It's possible. Let's go eat first and come back during evening study."

Before leaving, Lian Wu carefully observed the entire classroom to ensure that if any changes occurred, he would be able to discover them in time.

There was only half an hour left before class, so Lian Wu and Feng Ling rushed to the cafeteria as fast as they could.

At this time, the cafeteria lady was about to put the dishes away, but just as she was about to pick up the plate, two figures appeared in front of her.

Since it affected the cafeteria lady's shift, she became very impatient.

"Why are you eating at this hour? Did the teacher keep you after class?"

The cafeteria lady pretended to care, but her vicious eyes betrayed her.

She knew that class time was approaching, and in order to take revenge on Lian Wu and Feng Ling, she deliberately asked them questions. Her hand movements became slow, and even the spoonful of food was shaking slowly, and only 1/3 of the full spoonful was left after being shaken out.

Feng Ling saw that she was deliberately delaying time, his face darkened, and he knocked on the table.

"Auntie, your hands are shaking like this, it's a disease and needs treatment. Are you worried you might have Alzheimer's? Do you need me to help you get to the hospital for a checkup?"

The lady working in the cafeteria was unhappy when she heard this. She threw the spoon in her hand into the plate and looked like she was telling you to eat it or not.

Feng Ling didn't indulge her and said bluntly: "Auntie, if you are like this, I will complain to you. You know, I don't have any other skills, but I have a little money, and I can help you change jobs tomorrow."

When the cafeteria lady heard this, her face turned bad, especially when she heard the complaint. She had no choice but to pick up the spoon and serve them food as usual.

Lianwu stood aside and watched the whole process. He was still not very good at output like this. He had prepared the words he said to Mr. Lisen in the last copy a long time in advance.

After getting the food, the two of them found a place to sit. The cafeteria was empty at this time, with empty seats everywhere.

Lian Wu took two bites and decided not to eat. Feng Ling didn't want to eat the food, but then he thought about how expensive it was. He took a few big bites and then thought, this is the money from the dungeon, not his own money. If he lost money, it wouldn't be deducted from his own assets.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling put down his chopsticks and no longer forced himself to eat such disgusting food.

Anyway, just eat half full. If you can find a canteen in the school later, you don’t have to make things difficult for yourself.

After finishing their meal, with only ten minutes left until class, Lian Wu and Feng Ling rushed back to the teaching building, just as they had done for their afternoon PE class.

Just like yesterday, they prepared the decorative dolls, then left the classroom and went to Room 304 to wait in advance.

In the dark classroom, Lian Wu and Feng Ling found a seat close to the door and sat down so that they could escape in time if anything unexpected happened.

After all, if you can avoid fighting, then don't fight. There are nearly a thousand people in this building. If a fight breaks out, it will be difficult not to alert others.

If the matter gets out of hand, the school will directly punish them or expel them, and then they will be finished with this copy.

The incident of knocking out the security guards at noon had not been mentioned by the teacher yet. Lian Wu thought that it was impossible for the two security guards to die after he left.

Or maybe a new security guard has taken office and security is not important to them.

The bell rang at seven o'clock, and along with the school bell, the patrol teacher came out from 305 next door and began to patrol each floor.

After 15 minutes, the two turned on their flashlights and followed the inspection route from last night.

As the wind blew outside, the curtains fluttered again, and a figure appeared in the moonlight.

Lian Wu curled her lips and smiled, it’s finally here.

Without waiting for the figure to react, Feng Ling took out a folding fan from his pocket and approached the figure.

The figure was frightened and retreated repeatedly, finally huddled in the corner.

Lian Wu and Feng Ling surrounded him, looking like they were bullying someone, and the folding fans in their hands were their weapons.

"Calm down, do you know Bai Yuanyuan?"

Lian Wu squatted down to look the figure in the eye, trying to soothe the figure, but the figure was still very afraid of Zhe Shan, huddled together and refused to answer questions.

Feng Ling had no choice but to put away the folding fan and put it back in his pocket.

"The fan has been put away. Now you can finally answer our questions, right?"

Lian Wu tried to make her voice as gentle as possible and reached out to pat his shoulder.

The figure did not dodge this time, but Lian Wu's hand passed directly through the figure and could not touch him at all.

"I...I know Bai Yuanyuan. I saw her dating another boy behind her boyfriend's back!"

The figure trembled with fear as he thought about the situation at that time.

"Bai Yuanyuan discovered you?"

The figure nodded. "I left something in Room 304, so I came here after evening study to look for it. I found Bai Yuanyuan chatting with another boy. I saw them kissing! I was so scared that I accidentally bumped into the table, making a noise."

The figure refused to say what was to come and began to shrink like a quail again.

Feng Ling squatted down and said, "You should be able to nod and shake your head, right?"

The figure nodded quickly, as if to prove that he was not a fool.

"Okay, now we'll ask you questions. All you have to do is nod or shake your head. Got it?"

The figure nodded.

"A fan is round and white, right?"

The figure nodded sharply, and began to respond as soon as he lifted the fan.

"You are afraid of fans. Did Bai Yuanyuan hurt you with a fan?"

The figure nodded like a chick pecking at rice, as if it had turned into a pile driver.

"Bai Yuanyuan killed you with a fan?"

The figure hesitated, then shook his head.

"Is it a fan?"

The figure nodded.

"The murderer is not Bai Yuanyuan?"

The figure nodded.