The scorching afternoon sun scorched the earth.

Longcheng No. 9 Middle School, Class 6 of the third year of high school.

The classroom was stuffy like a steamer.

The classmates were drowsy.

The teacher wielded an alloy war knife in one hand and a hideous specimen in the other, and hoarsely on the podium:

"Look at me, look at me, if you don't look at me, how do you know what the monster looks like?"

In the back row of the classroom, a teenager with messy hair suddenly woke up and screamed.

Classmates and teachers were taken aback: "Meng Chao? ”

Meng Chao's face was left with crimson sleep marks, and his expression was extremely frightened, as if he had had a long nightmare.

He scratched his hair and looked east and west.

When I saw the blackboard, my blank eyes suddenly froze.

The blackboard is full of dense knife meanings.

Analysis of the arm and moment of the knife swing, the speed, angle and depth of the knife feed, the maximum strength of the monster's carapace, and various intricate formulas.

They are all compulsory questions in the college entrance examination.

There are also two large lines of text on the blackboard:

The decisive battle for the college entrance examination is 50 days!

Study hard, go up every day, raise my ball, and dominate the other world!

"It's ...... My senior classroom? ”

Meng Chao was in a trance, "Aren't I dead, how can I go back to the third year of high school and take the college entrance examination soon?" It's better to die! ”

In an instant, the headache was splitting.

Countless fragments of memory rushed into my mind like a flood of beasts.

What, Dragon City is dead?

I failed in the college entrance examination and was beaten by society for decades before I became a third-rate master?

On the contrary, it is my sister, who is talented and has obtained the "Night Demon Bloodline", becoming the legendary "Night Witch", and is one of the most feared BOSS-level powerhouses in the entire Dragon City, no, the whole Otherworld?

Meow meow, what the hell is this god unfolding!

Meng Chao's five thunders hit the top.

I wanted to reminisce about it, but the nightmare quickly dissipated, leaving only sporadic flashbacks.

In a trance, a familiar big black face came over.

Meng Chao blurted out: "Teacher Yan, are you still alive?" ”

“……”

The class fell silent at first, and then there was an uproar.

Everyone admired Meng Chao's courage to die to the ground.

You must know that Mr. Yan Dongxing, who teaches this class of "Hundred Battles Sword Method", is the "Yan Devil" that everyone fears.

I heard that there were all famous iron-blooded instructors in the army back then, and killing monsters was as easy as chopping dumpling filling.

"Even the Yan devil dares to tease, he really deserves to be the first ruthless person in Class 6, Meng Chao, we will bury you thickly."

The classmates shed tears of sympathy.

Yan Dongxing's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, instantly burned red.

"Meng Chao, explain."

His large hand pinched the specimen of the monster skull, and there was murder in his calm tone.

"Not good."

Meng Chao's pupils constricted.

At this moment, his perception of murderous aura is ten times that of his classmates around him.

Stimulated by murderous energy, he quickly recognized the reality.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I was too tired from studying last night, I just took a nap and made a ...... Nightmare? ”

Meng Chao tried his best to capture the flashback in his mind, and said uncertainly, "I seem to have dreamed of the overwhelming otherworldly creatures, all of them are particularly brutal, screaming and screaming, surging towards Dragon City like a flood, we can't resist it at all, the hundred-year-old home is destroyed in one fell swoop, I was shocked and woke up in fright."

"Then, uh, Mr. Yan, your old man is very heroic in my dream, a martyr admired by everyone, I just deeply remembered your voice and smile in my dream, and when I opened my eyes, I saw you coming, it was really overjoyed, and I couldn't help but ......"

"Wait."

Yan Dongxing raised his eyebrows, "In your dream, Dragon City is dead, and I am also dead?" ”

He was smiling.

The monster's head clattered.

"This ......" Meng Chao scratched his head.

After returning from the nightmare, he has a strong desire to survive, "Rest assured, you died painlessly and peacefully." ”

Meng Chao didn't lie.

He vaguely remembered that Yan Motou was eaten by the "Hundred-toothed Giant Worm".

Tear it up in two or three seconds.

The screams didn't have time to utter.

Presumably, it doesn't hurt much, right?

Click!

Yan Dongxing grabbed the monster's head.

"Dragon City will die? It's ridiculous! ”

The iron-blooded instructor was furious, and his eyes were bigger than monsters, "I don't usually talk about cheating and tricks, and I don't bother to care about you when I sleep in class, but, classmate Meng Chao, what do you have in your head to dream of the destruction of Dragon City!"

"Stand up against the wall, raise your head, raise your chest, tuck your belly, pout your ass, and tell me loudly, fifty years ago, our Dragon City crossed over to the other world, there was no coal, no oil, no electricity, nothing, only the plague was raging, and zombies were rampant, at that time, did Dragon City die?"

Meng Chao was embarrassed: "Teacher Yan, how can you pout your ass against the wall?" ”

"What?"

"Report to the teacher, Dragon City is not dead!"

Meng Chao was a spirit, and instantly regained the feeling of being seventeen years old, with a pouting of his buttocks and a face full of determination.

"After the zombie crisis, the fog came, monsters infested, countless martyrs threw their heads and spilled blood, and opened up living space inch by inch from between the monsters' teeth."

Yan Dongxing continued to roar, "In the first ten years of the 'Monster War' alone, we lost one-third of the population, and at its worst, the monsters could break into the city center every day, and humans fought fiercely with monsters in every mall, every community, and every toilet - you say, did we give in?" Is Dragon City dead? ”

"Report to the teacher, we didn't give in, and Dragon City didn't perish!"

Facing the spitting star of the iron-blooded instructor.

Meng Chao looked at death as if he were at home.

Yan Dongxing dissipated a little anger and said in a deep voice: "Very good, whether it is 'crossing the other world', 'zombie rampant' or 'monster invasion', these crises that have not destroyed us have made us stronger, after half a century of struggle, today's Dragon City has gained a firm foothold in the other world."

"Compared to when it just crossed, the area of Dragon City has tripled, the population has increased fivefold, and many citizens can reach the level of elite special forces and Olympic champions on the earth.

"We have upgraded the ancient martial arts, restored the powerful industry, and pointed out the new technology, as long as the fog dissipates, our steel torrent will be the momentum of the tiger descending the mountain, and the glory of the earth's civilization will be sprinkled to the entire other world.

"How could such a dragon city be destroyed by a mere otherworldly creature, and it was still brutal? Tell you, in this world, only we earthlings are the most brutal! ”

The iron-blooded instructor couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Listening to the students' enthusiasm, the blood boiled.

Squad leader Zuo Haoran stood up.

He has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall figure, and he is as his name suggests, with a heroic and righteous spirit.

The squad leader glanced at Meng Chao, and said: "Teacher Yan said it too well, the long dark night has passed, and the dawn of victory is ahead, growing up in such a glorious era, contemporary teenagers should study hard, cultivate hard, strive to become 'transcendent', and contribute their own strength to the rise of Dragon City in the other world."

"How can you be afraid of the enemy like a tiger and ponder the destruction of Dragon City all day long?

"Of course, I believe that those who are as timid as a mouse are a very small minority after all, and most of the students have the same idea - Dragon City will win! Earth wins! Civilization wins! ”

The class leader took the lead, and the students were excited.

"Dragon City will win! Earth wins! Civilization wins! ”

Everyone waved their fists and shouted, eager to throw their pen and sweep through the other world now.

"The squad leader is so handsome!"

Many girls cast admiring glances at Zuo Haoran.

As a stark contrast, the eyes they looked at Meng Chao were naturally strange.

Someone else whispered:

"Meng Chao has been quite depraved recently, and he sleeps in class all the time."

"This can't be blamed on him, he made a mistake in cultivation, he was seriously injured, and he fell from the first in the class to the last one, so you don't fall?"

"That can't curse the destruction of our Dragon City!"

I'm rubbing, looking for trouble!

Meng Chao squinted, and said in his heart that I have an enmity with you?

If you think about it, it seems that there is a real hatred.

Zuo Haoran, the squad leader, is Meng Chao's sworn enemy in high school.

Staring at the handsome and righteous little white face, Meng Chao's head hurt, memory fragments came one after another, and a picture flashed in front of him.

Meng Chao was shocked to realize that in the nightmare just now, he failed in the college entrance examination, which seemed to have something to do with the squad leader.

At the same time that he was famous in Sun Shan, the squad leader was admitted to a prestigious university, and he soon became extraordinary and soared into the sky.

But this grandson is a complete hypocrite, a real villain.

When Dragon City slaughtered all sides in the other world and won victories one after another, Zuo Haoran also rose and was plated with a layer of heroic halo and got a lot of flowers and glory.

At the high school reunion, there were seven or eight female classmates who were like wolves and tigers and pounced on him.

Meng Chao is a person with a strong sense of justice.

I was envious on the spot, no, disgusting.

However, when Dragon City collided with a real otherworldly civilization and fell into a bitter battle, this guy actually escaped, causing the entire front to collapse.

Zuo Haoran was ruled by the war court, and he didn't do anything, he simply betrayed Dragon City, took refuge in a foreign race, and betrayed the secrets of the earth!

"A traitor, what's the spirit?

"Who is 'afraid of the enemy like a tiger', I will fight at least until the last moment, and live and die with Dragon City.

"Sample, first sabotaged my college entrance examination, then played hooligan at the class reunion, and finally betrayed Dragon City? I can't kill you! ”

Like instinct, Meng Chao was churning in his mind with battle plans one after another.

He took a half-step.

Zuo Haoran was subconsciously vigilant.

"The class leader said it so well, it really made me so educated and moved."

Meng Chao's face was full of sincerity, and he bowed slightly, "Thank you Teacher Yan and the class leader for your guidance, I have deeply realized my mistakes, I will change, from now on, I will definitely take a firm stand, cultivate hard, and contribute all my strength to the rise of Dragon City in the other world, it is useless to say more, please see my actual actions!" ”

“……”

Zuo Haoran shuddered.

He felt that Meng Chao's eyes suddenly became weird, and he was like two people before class.

"Alright, the squad leader sits down and continues the lesson."

Yan Dongxing didn't talk nonsense, and pointed to Meng Chao at the corner of the wall, "Be conscious, 'sting the dragon pile', and stand until the end of class." ”

The three words "dragon stake" aroused a sound of inhalation.

Longcheng's compulsory education system, from kindergarten to high school, has the saying of "nine piles".

Three lying piles, three sitting piles, and three standing piles, combined with breathing and meditation, can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, stimulate cell activity, break through the shackles of genes, and embark on the path of transcendent sanctification.

The dragon pile is the tenth pile beyond the syllabus.

It is also the most difficult pile to practice.

Not to mention high school, even many junior colleges do not teach dragon stakes.

Only the legendary "undergraduate", a holy place specializing in cultivating transcendentals, practiced dragon stakes.