Little Tuanzi's School Game

Inside the supermarket, seeing her True Form disappear as well, Flower Language immediately tried to follow her out, but Ji Fengbai pressed her hand down and shook his head subtly.

Both of them have their own tasks to complete, and it would be troublesome for their True Form if they suddenly disappeared in front of so many people and live broadcast cameras.

Besides, his True Form self also has someone who is no less capable than him.

[Dumpling has a wish]

She was raised by her Dad. What Dad usually told her was to study hard, listen to her teachers, get good grades, and be healthy.

But she just couldn't concentrate on learning. Why couldn't she understand what the teacher was saying, while her classmates could understand such difficult questions?

She wondered, was she a bad student?

If she's a bad student, can her wishes also be a little bad?

As the clear, childlike voice faded, Lin Nieran opened her eyes and looked around, feeling somewhat exhausted.

He actually got selected for the game.

On the desk in front of him were elementary school textbooks. He subconsciously looked down at his hands. Thankfully, they hadn't shrunk; he was still himself.

He sat in an elementary school classroom, surrounded by children listening attentively, while the young teacher on the podium focused on explaining the problems.

Lin Nieran saw the name written on his textbook: Jiang Tuanyuan.

It's a very nice name, and it means family reunion.

"System, system?"

[The host] 007 responded promptly.

Hearing that the system was still active, Lin Nieran asked earnestly, "Just how much luck does the Protagonist Group have?"

[Should it be a negative number?]

"..." He must stay far away from them from now on, he absolutely must!

No wonder they were all alone when he came in; now I understand! He's really starting to believe in metaphysics.

Opening Jiang Tuanyuan's book, wow, it's covered with all sorts of drawings and texts, gossip and wild imaginations, but there are no study notes.

"This Little Dumpling isn't as good at studying as I am," the Little Tuan'er thought to himself with a smile.

As a personality created by the True Form, Little Tuan'er is an excellent and cheerful neighbor child, like a younger sister.

But the real Little Dumpling is a poor student, and a somewhat quiet child who is immersed in his own world.

Turning to the last page of the book, he saw a children's song composed of pinyin and misspelled words.

The sun shines brightly, the flowers smile at me, the birds chirp "Good morning, good morning," so why are you Explosive Pack on your back?

Lin Nieran's eyelids twitched.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a deafening explosion echoed from the Corridor outside the window. Flames, along with shards of glass and blood, rushed in from the other side of the window, and all the children in the class turned to look out.

The children in the next class screamed and ran out, while the teachers and students in the classroom all looked out nervously, wondering what had happened.

Lin Nieran glanced at the nursery rhymes in the book again and sighed.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had indeed heard that there had been an explosion at the primary school.

This Little Dumpling is quite fierce! This isn't just a game; it's a reflection of reality.

[The game has begun! Whoever detonates the most bombs becomes Tuanzi's best friend!]

The children's voices rang out once more, and after the voices ended, a beam of white light suddenly appeared on the podium.

It was a whimsical pink bomb with a two-second countdown flashing on it.

"Boom!"

The teacher and the desks and chairs on the podium shattered with a deafening roar as the bomb exploded, scattering wood chips and blood everywhere. Children who were nearby were blown to pieces, while others panicked and rushed out of the building, some even jumping from the upper floors in terror from the explosions on both sides.

Lin Nieran looked down and saw a bomb sitting neatly on his desk.

"Damn it, why make this Weird World look so real!"

Mi Chuchu cursed and shook her hand, forcefully shaking off the bits of debris stuck in it.

The bomb had just appeared on her desk, and she instinctively slapped it away. The bomb exploded in mid-air, sending fragments flying towards her.

There was no way to activate the armor; she tried several times without success.

"Boom! Boom!"

Outside the classroom, two bombs flew out down the Corridor. Mi Chuchu peeked out and saw Qin Rang a dark expression.

After another deafening explosion, a flash of white light appeared beside Qin Rang, revealing four bombs!

"Damn it!" Qin Rang exclaimed angrily.

Mi Chuchu laughed unkindly, but soon, a new bomb appeared in her arms. She instinctively threw it back and lunged forward.

That bomb is just too much!

The explosions continued unabated, blinding flashes of light emanated from every classroom, and several bombs appeared randomly, creating a cloud of blood mist if they were near ordinary students.

"This bomb keeps coming after me!!"

Qin Rang and his group weren't the only ones who were unlucky; everyone else chosen to participate in the game was equally unlucky. It was as if they were locked onto by bombs; if they weren't careful, bombs would spawn in various strange corners and explode around them.

"Ah!"

As the middle-aged woman detonated the bomb next to her, she didn't notice that another bomb had appeared in the drawer of the table beside her. After the countdown ended, the bomb exploded, swallowing half of her arm.

Her teammates quickly pulled her aside. "Let's find an open area first. There's too much stuff here; the bombs are hard to spot!"

The middle-aged woman, clutching her arm, calmly nodded. "Okay, let's go out first."

They weren't the only ones thinking this, but when they reached the Corridor, a new wave of bombs came crashing down.

At this point, only two minutes had passed since the game started.

Lin Nieran squeezed out of the dense crowd and clutter, looked up at the staircase connecting the upper and lower floors, and then at the rooftop and the ground floor. He was heading to a more open area.

There are many people here, and many bombs. Even if a bomb is detonated, it will still hit other people. There are several waves of bomb impacts all around, and there is no way to avoid them. He doesn't want to be blown up.

This game is so direct, it just goes straight to bombing!

[This bomb's power is off, isn't it? How could it even blast through Weird Object's shield?]

Why can some people use Weird Objects while others can't?

[This Little Dumpling's wish is a bit too hardcore; thankfully, people in the past had stricter controls on explosives...]

[It's rare to find schools in Residential Zone these days; this school looks quite nostalgic.]

[Did you guys watch Tao Yuan's live stream? She was swinging a chair at bombs, it was indiscriminate damage, one participant accidentally got close and was sent flying.]

[That participant seems to be someone close to that woman named Wen Keke; getting so close to Sister Tao, they clearly have ill intentions.]

Qin Rang was surrounded by bombs... bombs were everywhere he looked.

[If the captain hadn't been so lucky, would he still be alive?]

Wow, Boss Lin is here too!

Because Lin Nieran seemed familiar with Qin Rang and the others, and was also good-looking, one of the participants' live streams featured Lin Nieran standing in the Corridor looking out, attracting many viewers.