Chapter 001: Rebirth

Jiang Xiaowen secretly tugged at his clothes, "Xiao Yu, stop talking nonsense and sit down."

Death has become a kind of luxury for him now

Han Kexin possesses exquisitely beautiful features; however, to appear more serious, she often wears a pair of black-framed glasses, which cannot conceal her innate enchanting charm. She is the dream goddess of most teachers and students at the school. Although her appearance is slightly inferior to Jiang Xiaowen's, her perfect figure always delivers a strong visual impact. That enchanting quality brings an irresistible allure, making Han Kexin more capable of stimulating the rich imagination of men compared to the relatively innocent Jiang Xiaowen.

Two young demons are tugging at the fatal wound in the abdomen, slowly pulling out the entrails inside. He had never imagined that after gaining strength a thousand times greater than that of ordinary people, possessing vitality beyond human limits, one day it would turn into a nightmare

Bang bang bang

Han Kexin adjusted her black-framed glasses, and this casual gesture was filled with allure and charm. With her willow-like brows slightly furrowed, she asked, "Classmate Xiao Yu, what did you just say? Do you have any objections regarding the content of the sketching assignment?"

"A dream? Impossible, it is absolutely not a dream. It has been a full five years, everything feels so real, how could it be a dream!"

Xiao Yu closed his eyes and began to murmur to himself: "Jiang Xiaowen? ... ... Jiang Xiaowen!"

That continent, filled with terrifying monsters, is nothing short of a nightmarish place, where no one can guarantee their survival to see the sun of the next day. For Xiao Yu to struggle for five years is already a miracle

Han Kexin stepped down from the podium, "Xiao Yu, what’s wrong? With the library"

Xiao Yu was trying hard to recall, murmuring to himself: "A bouquet of flowers, a vase, a plate, two bunches of grapes, a pomegranate... placed in front of the mirror for painting"

This time the topic is very simple, everyone can freely exercise their imagination, adding or changing some elements to express their ideas. Han Kexin smiled at everyone and took out the still life one by one: a bouquet of flowers, a vase, a crystal plate, two bunches of grapes, a pomegranate, and additionally a mirror at the back. Well, that's all, although it is quite simple, everyone should draw seriously

The upheaval occurred less than ten minutes ago, leaving no time to make any preparations. Considering the situation that will be faced in the initial phase, if more people can survive, perhaps the chances of survival will also increase

Xiao Yu glanced over the crowd, his gaze suddenly calming down, and he said in a low voice, "Everyone listen carefully. Whether you think I am crazy or not, I just want to say that in no more than ten minutes, this building will collapse. If you do not want to die, hurry up and leave the classroom building!"

This is a spacious classroom, with sunlight streaming in through the windows, casting light on the smooth floor, creating a well-lit interior. A faint scent of paint lingers in the air. The walls on both sides are adorned with numerous exquisite oil paintings and sketch portraits. Neatly arranged on the floor are rows of easels, as students mix paints and clean their brushes, preparing for a still life drawing practice.

Xiao Yu took three deep breaths to calm himself down, ignoring those around him. He bent down to open the toolbox and took out a sharp utility knife, a box of blades, and after a moment's thought, he also picked up a pencil to put in his pocket. The onlookers exchanged glances, unsure of what was troubling him today.

Is this a classroom? It really is a classroom

In fact, the two of them come from the same city and have known each other since before university, so they are quite familiar with one another. Xiao Yu has been foolishly pursuing Jiang Xiaowen for three to four years, treating her like a princess every day. Among all the people pursuing her, he is the most patient and possesses the best character and personality, which has garnered her some affection. However, Xiao Yu's sudden change in attitude has stirred the vanity of the young girl, making it difficult for her to adapt and leaving her feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

The memories sealed deep within Xiao Yu's mind surged forth like a tide, "You are... you are Jiang Xiaowen?"

It is just that... I am unwilling to accept it

Sensing that the prey was about to perish, the adult demon let out a roar, and the young demon, no longer hesitating, charged forward with a gust of foul wind, its gaping maw aimed at its head.

Xiao Yu was perplexed and could not understand the reason why a person who should have died inexplicably returned to five years ago

Why are we in the classroom? Is everything going back to five years ago?

The demon race is inherently cruel, especially as a group of highly intelligent higher demons, who take pleasure in tormenting their prey in the most brutal ways. This is their favorite pastime, and they engage in it with relentless enthusiasm. However, after enduring three hours of torment, even a being with the vitality of a dragon would likely be on the verge of exhaustion.

When walking, the sway of the waist and hips is even more exaggerated than that of a model, with the voluptuous hips twisting in a natural manner, devoid of any deliberate flirtation. Every part of her exudes charm, and her every gesture is filled with a mature elegance

Xiao Yu struggled to open his eyes, thick blood flowed from the corner of his eye into his vision, which was covered by a layer of blood red. His right arm, along with a portion of his pectoral muscle, had been torn away, leaving a gruesome mess of flesh and blood; however, there was little blood flowing from the severed arm, as after such a long time, the blood should have run out. He could hardly feel any pain anymore, perhaps he had already gone numb.

Jiang Xiaowen frowned, her expression very strange. Today, Xiao Yu seemed to have a problem, constantly rambling incoherently

Xiao Yu was startled awake by a sudden loud knocking, abruptly opening his eyes. In his ears, he could hear the fragmented chatter of men and women, while before him lay a scene that was both familiar and strange.

Xiao Yu seemed to be filled with inexplicable hostility and caution towards everything around him. His once bright eyes were now bloodshot, and he glared at Jiang Xiaowen with a fierce expression that exuded a murderous aura, instantly frightening everyone, including Jiang Xiaowen.

A student softly called out, "Everyone, please be quiet, Teacher Han is here"

Is this kid really going crazy!

It is truly not a dream! The last glimmer of hope in Xiao Yu's heart was shattered, and the expression that had finally calmed down suddenly changed dramatically. Ignoring the strange gazes of others, he let out a loud cry, "Oh no, disaster is about to strike!"

Jiang Xiaowen is the class monitor of Class 9 in the Fine Arts Department and is regarded as the beauty of the department. In a school primarily focused on fine arts, her status as the beauty of the department essentially makes her the campus beauty. She is dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, with a simple and refreshing ponytail, and has a cute side-swept fringe that frames her forehead. Her skin is exceptionally fair, her figure is graceful and well-proportioned, with long eyelashes, large eyes, a pointed oval face, delicate features, and an exquisite appearance, exuding a unique gentle charm typical of women from the Jiangnan region. She is dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, with a simple and refreshing ponytail, and has a cute side-swept fringe that frames her forehead. Her skin is exceptionally fair, her figure is graceful and well-proportioned, with long eyelashes, large eyes, a pointed oval face, delicate features, and an exquisite appearance, exuding a unique gentle charm typical of women from the Jiangnan region.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yu with a gaze that regarded him as a monster

Ah! Xiao Yu suddenly stood up, accidentally kicking a bucket in the process, causing water to splash everywhere and eliciting gasps from those around him. Yet, he seemed oblivious, as he touched his face and then his body, staring wide-eyed at his surroundings and shouting, "Where is this place? Tell me, where is this?"

Xiao Yu gazed at her and murmured softly, "The Bloodthirsty Queen Han Kexin"

One last glance at the sky, this damned world

"Classmates, the class time has arrived. Please return to your seats and sit properly." Han Kexin did not notice the unusual atmosphere in the classroom and placed a bag down. "Good afternoon, everyone. Today we will conduct a regular sketching exercise."

Xiao Yu swallowed hard with difficulty, staring blankly at his own hands, his face filled with disbelief. This was because everything was exactly the same as five years ago; he was in the second year of college at a well-known art academy in the country, majoring in Art Education. This classroom was precisely the same as the one for Art Education Class 9 back then, and the familiar faces had not changed in the slightest.

Jiang Xiaowen looked at Xiao Yu with some disbelief ... ? ... How could he know exactly which specific scenes it was ?

Xiao Yu thought of this, took a deep breath, and shouted in the corridor, "An earthquake is coming! An earthquake is coming!"

As he spoke, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he dashed out of the classroom at the fastest speed, running while thinking about a jumble of thoughts. Xiao Yu did not understand why he, who should have died, not only did not perish but inexplicably returned to the moment just before the disaster occurred

It is finally coming to an end. I wonder if anyone will feel sad after I am gone? Or rather, will anyone notice my absence... Surely there must be someone. Xiao Yu's gaze gradually dimmed, yet a hint of self-mocking smile lingered at the corner of his mouth. "How ridiculous, it turns out I have long since lost everything. What is the purpose of living? Dying might be better; this world has never changed in the slightest because of my presence or absence."

When the atmosphere became somewhat tense, a striking and tall figure walked into the classroom. This person was Han Kexin, the professional course instructor, approximately twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with skin as smooth as cream and eyes like spring water. Her figure was extremely alluring, with two perfectly rounded contours at her chest that seemed to be bursting forth, and a waist that could be grasped with a single hand, resembling a water snake. The black leather shorts hugged her ample, rounded hips, while her long legs were clad in black stockings, exuding an irresistible allure. This person was Han Kexin, the professional course instructor, approximately twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with skin as smooth as cream and eyes like spring water. Her figure was extremely alluring, with two perfectly rounded contours at her chest that seemed to be bursting forth, and a waist that could be grasped with a single hand, resembling a water snake. The black leather shorts hugged her ample, rounded hips, while her long legs were clad in black stockings, exuding an irresistible allure

What is the reason for this

... ...

"What’s wrong with you?" Jiang Xiaowen was taken aback and reached out to feel his forehead. "Is something bothering you? If so, I can help you take a leave to see a doctor."

Teach ... ... classroom

A classmate with a rather bad temper exclaimed: "Hey, Xiao Yu, it's so noisy. Why are you shouting so loudly? Are you sick? Isn't this a classroom?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Jiang Xiaowen expressed some concern and said, "Xiao Yu, are you alright"

Step aside, do not touch me

In the moment when Xiao Yu's last thought emerged, consciousness came to an end.

Jiang Xiaowen was still vigorously tapping on the drawing board and said: "Aren't you awake yet? I really admire you; how can you still be asleep at this time? Class is about to start, so hurry up and get up to draw!"