Chapter 0003, Class 1204
"My surname is Wang, Wang Ning. Sigh, I originally went to the university with great excitement, but unexpectedly, as I went downstairs, I suddenly fell down for some reason... Then, everything went dark, and I ended up here..." The person in front of Yin Kuang turned around and said.
During the conversation, and influenced by Li Shuangmu, Yin Kuang's unease gradually dissipated.
Is it because of a woman, bro? Yelling and fighting, is it really necessary
A large, bare-chested boy menacingly raised a stool, pointing at a pale but good-looking boy on the ground, shouting at him. It seemed that if the boy on the ground did not provide an explanation, he would indeed bring the stool down, cracking open his head.
The person who woke up Yin Kuang is indeed the handsome young man who first spoke to Yin Kuang at the "playground".
Yin Kuang was suddenly jolted back to reality by a slap and a shout, awakening to find himself asking, "Is it you?"
This ... ... "Yin Kuang cannot answer, "Shouldn't one be afraid? Suddenly arriving in this strange place?"
Li Shuangmu stood between the two, her face revealing a frosty demeanor. "I do not wish to meddle in your personal affairs. However, we are all in the same class now. Until the situation is clarified, I do not want to complicate matters further. This is no longer just a dispute between the two of you; it concerns the thirty students in our class."
The seemingly sunny and cheerful Li Shuangmu appears to have untold experiences. The maturity and wisdom displayed at this moment, along with a hint of melancholy, evoke a sense of reflection in Yin Kuang, who remarks, "She is a person with a story..."
At that moment, the classroom door, which had been kept shut, was suddenly opened—no, rather, it was kicked open! It was kicked open in a very rude and violent manner, producing a loud bang that reverberated through the eardrums of everyone in the classroom
Gradually, a few more people around joined the conversation between the two, using various languages to divert their attention and dispel the numerous negative emotions within.
Building 13, Area 1, 3rd Floor, Classroom 1204
What a coincidence. I didn't expect that we would be in the same class. Let's get to know each other first, my surname is Li, Li Shuangmu. Shuang from frost and mu from experiencing wind and rain.
Zhang Yaozong, I... I killed you! Ah!! The tall boy Du Fang, with a fierce expression, brought the raised stool down forcefully. If this hit solidly, it would truly be fatal. Therefore, the pale-faced boy also shrank back in fear.
Horror High School
Who says otherwise? I have truly reached the peak of misfortune in my life. Is it easy for me to take the entrance exam for a second-tier university? Now, here I am, having ended up in this dreadful place... Sigh, I wonder how my parents will react when they find out I am missing; they must be frantic with worry... By the way, my name is Wei Ming, with 'Ming' meaning brightness.
Yin Kuang glanced around the classroom and saw that everyone was anxious, with some even pale and sobbing. Of course, there were a few with good psychological resilience, but someone as cheerful and sunny as Li Shuangmu was indeed quite rare.
As everyone spoke one after another, Du Fang, who was furious, calmed down a bit. He resentfully threw down the stool in his hand and returned to his seat
Yin Kuang nodded and said, "You are right. Since we are here, we might as well settle down."
Until Yin Kuang sat at a desk that had his name burned into it by flames, his mind was still a muddle. He didn't even know how he had come from that enormous "playground" to this classroom
The words exchanged between Li Shuangmu and Yin Kuang served to comfort the timid girl, "But... what exactly happened?"
This white shadow is none other than Li Shuangmu
"Why be nervous or afraid?" Li Shuangmu asked with a smile.
However, the stool ultimately did not hit the ground firmly
A white shadow suddenly darted out from the side, wrapping around Du Fang's waist and knocking him aside, saving the pale-faced boy Zhang Yaozong's life
Li Shuangmu gave a bitter smile and shook his head, saying: "But what use is fear or anxiety? Regardless, we are already here, aren't we?" He seemed to recall certain past events and said softly: "Maintaining a clear and calm mind at all times has always been the course I need to train in."
Yin Kuang went to help and lifted the overturned tables and chairs. However, the pale-faced Zhang Yaozong snatched the table away and coldly said, "I don't need your feigned kindness. I can handle it myself."
In my mind, there seems to be some vague and chaotic awareness, all related to the "Horror University" where I find myself. Strands of consciousness are entangled together, and no matter how I try to sort them out, I cannot make sense of them. Instead, the four fiery characters of "Horror University" keep flying around in my hollow mind.
Upon hearing Li Shuangmu's statement, everyone deeply agreed.
What are you doing? Get lost! Don't meddle in my business, or I'll kill you! That person was clearly consumed by rage, biting anyone in sight like a mad dog
Yin Kuang wholeheartedly agreed, "Moreover, I am just a poor wretch. If it were truly a kidnapping, they would absolutely not target me; only idiots and fools would do such a thing"
A timid and gentle voice interjected. Everyone turned to look, and their eyes brightened. The speaker was a petite girl with large eyes, an oval face, fair skin, bright eyes, and a charming smile, exuding purity and allure. Especially at that moment, her delicate and timid demeanor was truly endearing, making one unable to resist the urge to hold her in their arms and comfort her with sweet words.
Damn it! If you have the guts, say it again!
Indeed! Even if there are great grievances, now is not the time to resolve them
The girl became increasingly frightened under the gaze of the crowd, slightly shrinking back, resembling a startled little rabbit
Just as Yin Kuang was about to say, "We don't know either," a sudden roar echoed in the empty classroom. Following that was the sound of desks and chairs clashing with a bang.
Li Shuangmu was not particularly affected by her pure charm; he was merely slightly astonished. He analyzed, "It should not be a kidnapping. The events that have unfolded from the very beginning have far exceeded our imagination and understanding, such as suddenly arriving here, the bizarre text on the notification, and the chaotic consciousness that appeared in our minds. Everything seems like a supernatural story. Hehe, if the kidnappers had such powerful means, they wouldn't need to rely on kidnapping to make money."
It is just... who knows what other supernatural events will occur later. Please do not involve us in this.
Wang Ning, much like his name suggests, has a delicate appearance and wears a pair of thin-framed glasses. However, the fear in his eyes is something that even the lenses cannot conceal
Yin Kuang shrugged, gave a self-deprecating smile, and returned to his own desk
The pale-faced boy with a cold gaze touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and spat, "Say what you want. You, Du Fang, are nothing but trash! You have no money, no power. Hmph, Norman follows you, but you can offer him nothing. You can't even support yourself, yet you want Norman to suffer and endure hardships with you. Sooner or later, she will be taken by some bloated nouveau riche to be a mistress, living a miserable life. But I am different..." Sooner or later, she will be taken by some bloated nouveau riche to be a mistress, living a miserable life. But I am different...
Hello
Indeed, in this spacious classroom, there are thirty students, both boys and girls, all around the age of twenty.
Wei Ming possesses a robust and tall physique, sporting a crew cut. His face is angular, and there is a faint scar on his left cheek, suggesting that he was once a formidable individual
Hello. "I am Yin Kuang," he said, shaking hands, "with 'Kuang' meaning relaxed and carefree." After their mutual introduction, Yin Kuang curiously asked, "You don't seem nervous or afraid at all?"
Are you saying ... ... is this not ... ... kidnapping?