Wen Ting rolled his eyes directly, and his mind was wandering and swaying over and over again, and he was coquettish.

(It's not serious.) ）

But then again, that soap is a little slippery, how slippery it must be, hey-

How long has it been, hasn't it been half a year since that kid became an awakened person? How can you say that no one can cure this kid...

Depend on!

Where did the stinky boy secretly develop, what kind of wild experience is so high?

...

Mingguang, Qinshan Martial Arts School.

The entire Mingguang is qualified to be called a martial arts school, that is, a total of thirteen schools, and its status is probably equivalent to 211 or 985 of the cataclysm, which is not the ordinary person is qualified to look at directly.

Among the thirteen schools, only the students of the Qinshan Martial Arts School had the privilege of facing real, flesh-and-blood teachers, and most of the others were replaced by the corpses of beasts or simply simulation models.

"Today! We are fortunate to have a real scholar, an extremely powerful general teacher, and his status before his death is also very decent, he is a living corpse of the second order of the standard rank, hmm... Today..."

The drooling introducer on the podium is probably not the absolute protagonist today, but the one lying on the side of the stage is.

Even for the Qinshan Martial School, the second-order living corpse as a general teacher is quite a rare experience, and the value of this thing is really too expensive, so the anatomy course is not something that the Qinshan Martial School can afford casually.

And now the general teacher lying in the audience doesn't even have any knife edge on his head, obviously he hasn't gone through the step of taking soft crystals - even if the chance of a second-order living corpse producing a living corpse soft crystal is very small.

In fact, it was Mingguang who recently copied the traitor's nest to get so many high-level living corpses, otherwise the location of the students' practical classes would probably have to be changed to the home of the boss of the shooting range of living corpses that smelled of copper.

The expressions of the students varied, ranging from frightened to excited, and even ready to go directly past the teacher and do something to the teacher.

Principal Zhou, the vice principal and others on the stage knocked on the blackboard at the same time.

"Respect! Respect for the teacher is the most basic principle for this class to run smoothly! Only in Qinshan Martial Arts School can you have such favorable conditions to face a real general teacher! Even the classes of the students in the preparatory class of the catty team are lined up behind you, and you little bunnies can't give me a snack?? ”

The general teacher's eyes widened innocently because of the white and gray pupils of the living corpse, who were watching by many "little cubs" who were no more than twelve years old, and looked a little dazed.

Qin Sheng glanced at the general teacher and then said to Erhu,

"Bet on the five circulation points, this living corpse has never eaten human flesh."

The blackboard was slapped again, and Principal Zhou corrected Qin Sheng's mistake and solemnly reiterated that his correct name should be a specimen or a general teacher.

The two tigers scratch their heads with their large, disproportionately metalized claws,

"Teacher generally, how much do you think it costs the school to buy a general teacher??"

A skinny boy with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek came to the side,

"I know, I know, Lao Zhou said in the office that for the sake of this group of teachers, the school spent all the money to update the desks!"

Xia Yu covered his mouth and nose in disgust, even if Lao Zhou told the preciousness of the general teacher, he couldn't change the cruel stench of the living corpse.

Qin Sheng thoughtfully handed over a mask and said in a low voice,

"Bring it on, don't let Lao Zhou see that you just brought it, otherwise you will curse again."

A general teacher's class, and no one skipped class.

“......”

After the teacher finished the classroom teaching, he lost more than six pounds and was very tired, so he was carried to the frozen rest area by two full-time teachers in white coats.

Qinshan Martial Arts School is backed by the Qinshan Funeral Parlor, and almost the entire Qinshan Mountain has been hollowed out, in addition to being used as a freezer and corpse store, it also supports the temporary placement of unclaimed ashes.

The underground part of Qinshan is intricate and chaotic, and even the oldest employees of the Qinshan Martial Arts School and Qinshan Funeral Home cannot tell where the labyrinthine of artificial, semi-artificial, and natural caves and tunnels under Qinshan leads to in the end.

It is said that in the early days of the cataclysm, these caves once harbored more than half of Mingguang's population, and countless more died in them, but even in the most difficult times, they were never breached by living corpses.

The two faculty members carrying the general teacher said as they walked into the deep tunnel,

"This group of children really doesn't know the price of firewood and rice, the corpse of a second-order living corpse needs at least two thousand circulation points, just such a ninety-minute course, more than six catties of meat is gone, are these children used to fry chili peppers??"

Another teacher said,

"Don't complain, rat, you will carry six pounds less when you come and go, right?"

The teacher, known as the mouse, said,

"The general teachers of other people's schools are eager to use one for a year, we can do it here, and we will be reimbursed for one class, it's just that..."

"It's useless anyway, it's only a part of going into the pool, soak it, maybe when Principal Zhou remembers these things again, if we lose it, where can we change it out?"

Crash! The teacher was thrown into a large pool of strange colors and a cloudy viscous liquid, rolled over a few times, and gradually sank.

The rat patted the oil and blood stains on his palm,

"Lost? It's a place where flies don't come, who will come but the two of us! Come steal specimens and formalin, no kidding! ”

Crash!

Once again, the sound of liquid gushing from the huge pool rang out.

The rat said impatiently,

"Don't make trouble with old money, how old are you still playing this."

The old money's face is green,

"No, you didn't make it??"

The two turned to face the large pool where the "discarded" corpses were piled up.

The strange liquid of no known color rippled in circles, pushing stumps, severed arms, foul-smelling entrails, and other miscellaneous objects to slap against the edge of the pool.

Old Qian's whole person, including his voice, was trembling,

"Rats, what's going on?!"

The mouse's expression also looked very curious, and he scratched his head calmly,

"Oh, it may be that the corpse pool is fermenting, panic."

Old Qian said,

"No, no, it's not quite like it, there are no bubbles, and besides, it's more than ten degrees below zero in this place, you tell me how the things in the pool ferment??"

The mouse pinched his chin and said thoughtfully,

"Oh, it must have been haunted."

Lao Qian: "I can go to your MMP's, it's full of living corpses, okay, how can the soul be haunted!" ”

The rat shrugged,

"Oh? You know that, right? Look at your bad color, what are you going to do? ”

Old money is really about to cry,

"Knowing is knowing, but Cocoa is not delaying, I'm afraid!"

The two faculty members were pulling their skins without being salty, but there were strange changes in the corpse pool.