Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Jiang Qi wanted to flip through the pages again, but found that the last few pages were glued tightly together, and it would be no use tearing them open.

Jiang Qi checked the time on his phone; it was 12:30 PM.

"It should be lunch break soon, let's go back to the classroom first."

After saying that, he put the student handbook back in its original place.

Picking up Lu Zhi and turning to walk towards the stairs, Jiang Qi suddenly felt a chilling gaze coming from behind him. He quickly looked back for a moment, and the gaze disappeared.

Jiang Qi could only leave the library quickly, as their classroom was on the fifth floor and they had to slowly climb the stairs to get there.

After setting Lu Zhi down on the fifth floor, I asked, "Where is your classroom? Remember to rest properly during lunch break, and don't disturb the teacher during afternoon classes. Make sure you stay safe, okay?"

Lu Zhi pointed to the classroom next to Jiang Qi's, then nodded solemnly.

After Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi parted ways, Jiang Qi found his seat and sat down.

I didn't look closely at the classroom's layout and information when class ended, but now I can seriously look for clues in the classroom.

Jiang Qi discovered the school's timetable and schedule behind the door, along with students' report cards.

I glanced at it briefly and noticed that one student's name had been blacked out.

Not to mention that his name was blacked out on almost every report card.

This student's grades were among the best in the first few report cards, but they fell further and further behind, eventually dropping to the bottom.

What happened? Why was his name blacked out?

I turned my head and looked for a while, and found that the certificates of merit of Class 1, Grade 12, which was an outstanding class, almost filled half of the blackboard. Half of the blackboard bulletin was covered up and could not be seen.

After walking around the classroom again without finding any more useful information, I had no choice but to return to my seat.

Now that I'm a member of this class, asking rashly might expose myself. I'll wait until I have time to ask students from other classes to see if I can get any useful information out of them.

Not long after I sat down, the lunch break bell rang.

A few minutes before the sound rang out, the students and other players returned to their classrooms; it was lunchtime.

Jiang Qi lay face down on the table, his hands clasped behind his head.

Even while sleeping, one cannot let down one's guard. Fortunately, no danger occurred during the afternoon nap.

The two afternoon classes went smoothly, and none of the players encountered any danger.

Finally, the bell rang for the end of the last class, and Jiang Qi walked out of the classroom and saw Lu Zhi waiting for him patiently.

"Brother, someone was eaten by the teacher this morning." The child's innocent voice is chilling.

"Hmm? Can you tell me what he did?"

"I remember the teacher who ate him said he was disturbing his class, which seems to correspond to the second point in the book we're reading today."

Jiang Qi was not surprised by this ending, but what puzzled him was that the system did not announce the player's death.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Jiang Qi patted Lu Zhi's head, the smile in his eyes gradually fading.

Although the school has a relatively strict system, surprisingly there is no evening study session.

After dinner, he could go straight back to his dorm, but Jiang Qi didn't want to miss any clues he could find.

During the break after dinner, Jiang Qi pulled Lu Zhi aside to ask students from other classes. Most of the students were complaining about gossip around them or the strictness of the school rules.

Jiang Qi was quite adept at gossiping with them, and coupled with his handsome appearance, he quickly managed to extract some useful information.

It's roughly about how the school principal, in order to ensure high learning efficiency for students, established a rule: "Maintain a 100% head-up rate."

The students were not happy about it and felt that the system was inhumane, but they didn't know how to change it.

Another piece of gossip is that although Class 1 of Senior Three always had a 100% head-up rate during inspections and had the best grades in the entire grade, there were still cases of school violence in such an outstanding class.

"Hey, aren't you from Class 1 of Senior 3? Why are those guys in your class bullying him? Can you tell me?"

The boy looked at Jiang Qi with a gossipy expression.

Another girl felt it was a bit too much, so she tugged at him and said, "Hey, stop talking. That girl is so pitiful. Her best friend is actually quite nice to her."

Jiang Qi scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I wanted to help him, but I couldn't do anything for him. Even if I had, they would still have bullied him. But then I got sick and had to take a leave of absence from school, so I don't know what happened after that."

The girl patted Jiang Qi on the shoulder and comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's good that you have this intention. Oh right, I just remembered, that girl who was bullied committed suicide by jumping off a building a year ago. Those who bullied her either died, went insane, or transferred schools because they couldn't take it anymore."

After saying that, the girl trembled all over, and then, as if she had just thought of something, she hurriedly grabbed the boy and ran away.

It seems that the girl whose name was crossed out is undoubtedly the one who was bullied.

"Brother, she's escaped. Should we continue looking for clues?"

"No rush, no rush. This clue is enough. Let's go back to the dorm first."

Jiang Qi looked up at the setting sun in the west. The sunset was getting redder and redder, almost dripping blood.