Survival on the bus in class, I'm the only boy in the whole class.

Yu Ranran cursed, "Damn it, you stepped on my potato chips! These are my favorite cucumber-flavored potato chips!"

Chen Qing commanded, "Don't just stand there, finish them off!"

Several girls, trembling, approached with steel pipes and wooden sticks. Looking at the hideous monster on the ground, their faces turned pale, and they hesitated to lay a hand on it for a long time.

"Ugh...it's so disgusting...I feel like throwing up..."

"What's wrong? Are you pregnant?"

"Get out!"

Seeing this, Chen Qing grabbed a steel pipe and said in a deep voice, "I know you're all scared, but this is about survival! The only way to overcome fear is to face it!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his stick and smashed it hard on the head of one of the cashiers.

boom--!

With a muffled thud, green juice splattered all over the ground, and the silver-collecting ghost didn't even struggle before it was completely lifeless.

With Chen Qing taking the lead, the other girls gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and swung their weapons.

The dull thuds of blows rang out one after another, and before long, the remaining cashiers were completely dead.

Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the steel pipe in his hand, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Finally, it's over."

He then turned to look outside the supermarket, his eyes instantly turning cold.

"Who let Zhang Yan escape just now? They can't even do something as simple as keeping an eye on one person. They almost got us all killed."

The girls next to them echoed, their faces filled with lingering fear.

"Exactly! If it weren't for her, that damn rule wouldn't have been triggered!"

"That's absolutely suicidal!"

Yan Xia patted Chen Qing on the shoulder, her brows furrowed: "Wait, I don't think things are that simple."

"Zhang Yan's condition just now was really off; she didn't seem like a normal person at all."

Chen Qing took a deep breath. "Okay, I'll handle this. You guys take some men and hurry up and scavenge for supplies at the supermarket. Don't waste any time."

He walked quickly to the bus, knocked on the door, and called out to those inside.

"Everyone come out, it's safe now! Let's hurry to the supermarket and get the supplies!"

The car door was pulled open with a "whoosh," and the girls hiding inside poked their heads out.

Seeing the corpse of the silver-collecting ghost on the ground, and then looking at the calm-looking Chen Qing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Our class monitor is amazing!"

"Thank you, class monitor! That scared me to death!"

As they spoke, a group of people rushed into the supermarket.

At this moment, the two girls lowered their heads and walked up to Chen Qing.

One of the girls, who looked delicate with a few freckles on her face, had red eyes and a choked voice.

"I'm sorry, class monitor... It's my fault... I didn't keep an eye on Zhang Yan, and she got away... I'm so sorry!"

Chen Qing's eyes sharpened instantly. "Wang Zihan, didn't I tell you to tie her up and keep a close watch on her? What's going on?!"

Wang Zihan cried even harder, tears streaming down her face.

"I really tied her up; we bound her tightly with rope!"

"But for some reason, she broke free of the rope... I couldn't hold her back, she was just too strong, I really couldn't hold her back... I'm sorry, class monitor..."

Standing next to Wang Zihan was a girl with a pure and delicate appearance, dressed in a well-behaved manner; she was Wen Ting, the class's academic representative.

Wen Ting bit her lip, "Class...Class monitor, I found that rope...It's all my fault, I didn't expect the rope to be so flimsy..."

"This whole thing started because of me. Punish me if you want, hit me or yell at me, I'll accept it willingly!"

Chen Qing looked at Wen Ting, his brows furrowing even more.

He had Wen Ting and Wang Zihan keep an eye on Zhang Yan because they were reliable and dependable. Who would have thought they would make such a basic mistake?

"Wen Ting, as the class monitor, you consistently rank first in grades and are more meticulous than anyone else. How could you make such a fatal, elementary mistake?"

Chen Qing's tone carried a hint of disappointment, "Do you know that because of your silly mistake, we almost all lost our lives here!"

Wen Ting lowered her head even further, her shoulders trembling slightly, looking as if she was about to cry.

Wang Zihan also cried, "Class monitor, don't blame Wen Ting, it's my fault for not watching her properly..."

Seeing the two of them crying, Chen Qing said, "They will definitely be punished. When it comes time to distribute the supplies, you two will get the smallest portions."

"Of course, I was also at fault in this matter, and I will punish myself by distributing some of my supplies."

He knew in his heart that he couldn't blame them entirely; he also bore some responsibility for not considering that Zhang Yan would suddenly change.

"Calm down and hurry to the supermarket to help carry supplies."

Wang Zihan quickly wiped away her tears and choked out, "Thank you, class monitor."

She turned and ran quickly into the supermarket.

Chen Qing watched her retreating figure and activated his Heavenly Eye.

A line of information appeared.

I felt nervous, anxious, helpless, and filled with guilt.

no problem.

Chen Qing frowned.

Wang Zihan is fine, so where exactly is the problem?

Why did Zhang Yan suddenly go insane? What's the real story behind this?

Just then, Wen Ting, who had been standing still to the side, suddenly raised her head, her eyes red-rimmed, and reached out to grab Chen Qing's arm.

Her voice held a hint of pleading, "Class monitor, this really was my fault... Please hit me, otherwise I'll feel really uneasy..."

Chen Qing was taken aback, and a sense of doubt immediately arose in his mind.

I already said that punishing her with supplies would be enough, so why did Wen Ting have to hit her herself?

Before he could speak, Wen Ting leaned forward again, tightening her grip on his arm, her voice barely audible.

"Class monitor, hit me... really, only a good beating will make me feel better..."

Looking at Wen Ting's gentle and obedient appearance, Chen Qing felt that something was wrong, so he immediately activated his Heavenly Eye again.

The next second, lines of information that made his pupils dizzy appeared before his eyes.

[I felt anticipation, excitement, and exhilaration.]

[M attribute.]

[To avenge you, I killed Zhang Yan.]

[S-Rank Talent: Maliceful Surgery.]

Chen Qing's mind went blank, as if a thunderbolt had exploded.

It was Wen Ting!

It was her doing.

She actually awakened an S-level talent?

Moreover, this seemingly innocent and well-behaved class monitor is actually a masochist.

No wonder she insisted on punishing her herself; now I know why.

Chen Qing's lips twitched violently, and he had only one thought in his mind.

Holy crap! What is all this nonsense?!

Based on the information provided by the Sky Eye, Chen Qing gradually pieced together the cause and effect.

At first, Zhang Yan publicly mocked and targeted her, and Wen Ting saw all of this.

She probably harbored some ulterior motives towards herself, which is why she decided to kill Zhang Yan.

Then, she used her S-level talent, "Malice Surgery," to perform "surgery" on the bound Zhang Yan without her knowledge, driving Zhang Yan insane.

Afterwards, Zhang Yan broke free of the ropes, rushed into the supermarket to grab things, and then ran out, triggering the rules of the cashier ghost, and was torn to pieces on the spot.

All of this was meticulously planned by Wen Ting.

She deliberately found a flimsy rope and intentionally made herself "make a mistake" in order to provoke her into "punishing" her.

Chen Qing looked at Wen Ting, who was still staring at him expectantly with a look of "begging for punishment," and felt a chill run down his spine.

There are far too many brilliant minds and outstanding talents in this class.