Chapter 41: [World 2] Strange Campus 10: Freebie

The English textbook had the textbook owner’s name written on it neatly and precisely:

Shen Mosi.

That name seemed to ignite a bomb inside Xunian’s heart. In an instant, countless thoughts exploded in her mind.

Shen Mosi—this name was like a thread that connected everything here, including some of the Players, and even herself.

Time was up.

Suddenly, the door opened right on time, and what came into view was a long, slender leg stepping in.

The high heels on the foot and the bright red skirt on the leg caught everyone’s attention; that flash of red dazzled the crowd.

A mesmerizingly seductive woman walked in and approached the podium, holding an English book in her hand. “Students, I am your English Teacher.”

Everyone exhaled a sigh of relief.

At least for now… she looked normal, like a… human.

On the podium, the English Teacher gracefully held a piece of chalk and wrote a bunch of characters on the blackboard—characters no one present had ever seen before.

In fact, no human had ever seen those characters.

After finishing, the Teacher turned around, her smile ambiguous as she looked at them.

So, just like the first class, she was an abnormal Teacher.

No need for further words.

It was likely that all the remaining Teachers yet to appear would be the same.

The Teacher put down the chalk and scanned the room. Her crimson lips curved into a smile as she tossed the chalk, which hit Zhang San precisely—pulling out the one who had been too afraid to speak.

All the others’ gazes immediately shifted to Zhang San.

Zhang San nervously swallowed and took the chalk from his head, clutching it in his palm, staring at the Teacher with a mixture of confusion and fear.

“Zhang San, answer the question.”

Zhang San was struck like lightning; he didn’t understand how the Teacher knew his name or why she was calling on him to answer.

They hadn’t even started the lesson yet, what was he supposed to answer?!

【Rule Four】: When called on by the Teacher, stand up to answer the question.

He didn’t know whether to stand or stay seated, hesitating as he glanced at his deskmate.

Ran Feng gave no sign of help, coldly staring at him like he was looking at a corpse.

Zhang San was nearly one.

“Why aren’t you answering?”

Zhang San guessed the Teacher’s meaning and hesitantly stood up. Suddenly, sharp wooden spikes shot out from his chair, making it impossible for him to sit down.

“Why don’t you stay properly in your seat during class…”

【Rule Three】: Please do not leave your seat during class.

The woman’s eyes ruthlessly pierced the standing man, like she was watching prey.

“Teacher, I… don’t know how!”

Zhang San answered honestly and bit his lip, painfully sitting on the pile of sharp wooden spikes.

He was tough—blood seeped through his pants and dripped onto the spikes, but he didn’t make a sound.

“Let’s continue the lesson.”

The Teacher then began explaining those indecipherable characters.

Zhang San endured until class ended, blood soaking half his pants leg.

……

“Class dismissed.”

The Teacher shook her hair and stepped in front of Zhang San’s desk. With a look full of resentment from him, she disdainfully tossed him a… Key.

Then, clicking her high heels, she left the classroom, fading into the distance.

The bronze-colored metal gleamed, drawing the attention of the others.

“A Key?”

Ran Feng grabbed the Key.

Usually uninterested in others, Xunian couldn’t help but glance at him.

Had he just gotten a clue that easily?

Zhang San was too exhausted to care about the Key the Teacher had given him, collapsing limply on the floor.