In the moonlight, looking at Lu Rou's distant back, Lu Qin also had a complicated feeling in his heart.

"Remember to check the origin of that zombie, I don't allow this kind of inconsistency to be around my brother."

"Yes! Miss!"

Time passes......

The time soon arrived the next morning.

In the morning, it is still normal morning exercises and classes, but for the students who have just had a picnic, they are a little unaccustomed to class now.

After all, it felt like I hadn't been to a class in a long time.

Little by little, it was time for lunch.

It was supposed to be a very ordinary lunch time, but I didn't expect that Twilight, who was rescued by Lu Qin yesterday, actually found it.

With a smile on his face, he came to sit down next to Lu Qin.

Seeing that the other party didn't come with any malice, Lu Qin ate silently and did not drive him away, after all, the dining table is the official business of the canteen, and anyone can sit down.

It's just that during the meal, Twilight will ask him from time to time for some weird and weird things.

Most of the time, Lu Qin eats silently, and only when he hears interesting anecdotes, he will occasionally raise his head and answer a sentence or two.

After some discussion, it is obvious that Twilight's cultural class foundation is quite good.

Although it is not as good as Lu Qin, it is not much different from Qin Su'er, and they are all among the top people in age.

When the students of the second class not far away saw this scene, their faces couldn't help twitching, and they were secretly annoyed.

It's a twilight, you're the leader of the second class, why don't you think about running in the relationship between your classmates and going to find students in other classes?

On the other side, Qin Su'er also looked at Lu Qin with white eyes, not knowing what to think in her heart.

"I said classmate Qin Su'er, can you bear this? Let me say, it's unbearable!" Wang Fugui is a typical person who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. br>

"Whatever!" After speaking, Qin Su'er continued to bury her head and eat her own food.

When Wang Fugui looked up in Qin Su'er's direction again, he only saw the soup spoon in her hand change...... Bent.

Lunch time flies by.

Back in the dormitory, Lu Qin sat cross-legged on the bed, practiced for a while, and lay down when it was time to rest.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The bell rang at half past two.

According to the normal situation, the corpse teacher should have already arrived in the classroom, holding a list of cleaning areas, grinning maliciously.

Today, however, is somewhat unusual.

The classroom was silent.

The crowd did not see the corpse teacher appear.

didn't come, and in the minds of Lu Qin and the others, the scene of the strange medical staff in the infirmary carrying a white cloth covered with a corpse on a stretcher suddenly appeared in the minds of Lu Qin and the others.

「……」

Everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere was strange.

Just then, footsteps rang out.

A figure walked in at the door of the classroom.

But it was not a corpse teacher, but an old man with an old face and corpse spots.

Everyone knew him as the teacher of the second class.

I saw him walk up to the podium, holding a small note in his old wrinkled hand, looking at the students below, and his hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"The teacher in your class is not feeling well, and he has arranged for him to seek medical treatment, and he will not come back today."

"I'll pick up the cleaning area in your class in the afternoon......

Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank, they thought they didn't need to clean and hygienic, but they didn't expect it......

Alas......

I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

The old man didn't care about their feelings, raised the note in his hand, and said slowly,

"The sanitary place where your class cleans in the afternoon is the third floor of the school building."

"What...... The third floor?"

"High years

level space?"

"Senior ......"

Hearing the words of the old man's teacher, everyone looked different, some were surprised, some were happy, and some were relieved.

It stands to reason that the third year of high school is one grade higher than the second year of high school, which should be a more terrifying place in the school.

However, this is not the case.

The sophomore students have been in school for many years, and their bodies have been infected by tricks, tending to half-trick life forms, and their temperament is affected and unstable.

But the third year of high school is different, and some of them used to be half-tricks in the second year of high school. However, after advancing to the third year of high school, there will be huge changes.

It will gradually transform from a semi-tricky form back to a pure transcendent master, purifying the tricky power in the body and controlling the temperament.

First of all, it is necessary to understand that half-tricky people, generally speaking, are unlikely to graduate from weird colleges.

Only a truly pure superordinate can successfully receive a graduation certificate and graduate from a strange university.

This is because.

The half-trick person's heart is unstable, and he will be treacherous at an uncertain moment, and his heart will go to the extreme, coupled with strong combat power, the uncontrollable factors are too great.

Weird colleges and universities generally don't let such extreme students graduate, unless they are pure supermasters.

This is clearly stipulated in the school rules, and as long as it is a student, no one can cross it.

Therefore, the space in the third year of high school is still very safe, and the seniors are basically normal superordinates.

In other words, most of the half-tricky students who are transforming into pure superordinate teachers will control their temperament well, and few are like sophomores in high school, with an impermanent temperament.

And, for high school juniors.

The juniors and juniors in the first year of high school are all people who have the opportunity to graduate in the future, and they may all be big names in the future, so there is no need to make things difficult for them.

Senior high school students not only do not hurt the junior students, but also take care of certain potential stocks and give appropriate help in some special moments.

"Thank you, teacher, for telling us, we'll get the tools up and clean it." Looking at the old man teacher on the podium, everyone thanked him and said.

If the corpse teacher personally extracts, it can be said that there is an 80% chance of extracting it to the clean area of the dangerous place.

There is no reason for this, and it is easy to see from the fact that there are only seven or eight students in a class now.

A grateful glance at the students in the class.

The old man nodded, didn't say anything, and turned around and left.

Other classrooms are as cruel as the corpse teacher, and although they also have no regard for human life, they are not too distorted and ruthless.

The reason for this is not clear, but it may have something to do with his temperament during his lifetime, or something else.

After the old teacher left, the classroom erupted in a cheer of joy.

Finally.

After so many cleanings, it was finally a normal place.

After a while, everyone got up, took out various cleaning tools from the utility room, left the classroom, and stepped into the stairs leading to the passage of the senior class.

The stairs of the teaching building are very ordinary.

The white floor tiles look like a normal high school staircase.

Drag is not a first-hand experience, and no one will believe it, this is the entrance to another cascading space.