Chapter 184

Qin Su's every move was already under close scrutiny.

His steps were steady until he suddenly stopped in one place, remaining still for more than five seconds.

'It's definitely not a simple stopover.'

Some of the people walking ahead pretended to look around using the real-time map to track the locations of the points, but in reality, they were secretly glancing in the direction of Qin Su.

Upon closer inspection, varying degrees of resistance were evident on the faces of different people, and whispers began to circulate.

Why did Qin Su stop at the wall of heads?

Although reason tells them it's all a simulation, its appearance, smell, and even the feel of touching it are indistinguishable from the real thing.

They only touched it three times at most. It was because they were afraid that if they were to face their comrades who had been wounded by artillery shells but were still alive on the battlefield, they would not dare to touch them and cause them to lose their life. That's why they were forced to touch it.

Recalling the heads that had been pierced by different weapons, displaying different states of death and varying degrees of decay over time, everyone felt a chill run through their bodies, and their skin crawled with goosebumps.

Of all the parts of the human body, when people chatted privately, they all agreed that the human head had the greatest impact on them.

The head has a pair of eyes, and even if the eyes rot away, or even decay to the point where only two empty eye sockets remain, it can still cause psychological trauma to those who are also human beings with heads.

When they were forced to touch it, they deeply felt that the fear caused by holding an arm or a leg was far less than that caused by holding a human head.

After the forced contact was completed, whenever they passed by, they always felt as if a pair of lifeless, sinister eyes were staring at them relentlessly.

They resisted the human head wall both psychologically and physically.

Qin Su now stands there expressionless. A year has passed, and every time he passes by, he subconsciously avoids the wall of heads.

Qin Su never did anything meaningless. By pausing in front of the wall of human heads, he clearly knew what they were running away from or what they were afraid of.

'Does it mean you want them to overcome this?'

"..."

Seriously? They've only been in Class 1001 for one day, and they're already treating them like real Class 6 students? How are they supposed to live like this from now on?

"Help... could it be what I'm thinking?"

"I think we were thinking the same thing. With Qin Su's keen senses, and being behind, it's impossible that he didn't notice that we, the group walking in front, subconsciously moved away from that area. And look at what Qin Su asked of Class 6)? No matter how creepy it was, he recorded and filmed it, and then watched it repeatedly in private. Qin Su definitely wanted us to go back and film there."

"Your guess is actually quite good. I'm just afraid that filming isn't enough; we need to experience it from all angles."

"I'm now glad we can't take things out of here, otherwise I'm afraid Qin Su would force us to bring them back to the dorm to sleep with him at night, the kind of live stream where we can't turn it off and can check it anytime."

"You devil, don't make promises you can't keep, okay?"

The original (Class 6 looked left and right. Having had similar experiences several times, they didn't need to exchange their speculations about Qin Su's thoughts like the people from the Fourth Military Academy. They only needed a glance, didn't even need to grit their teeth, and just needed to take a deep breath before they started walking towards the area where Qin Su was.

'They wanted the newcomers to know that they were the bravest members of Class 6.'

[That's really awesome (Blue Basin)]

[They understand omission.]

[I knew it! Baby 1 were prepared from the start, and now they've caught them trying to take advantage of the situation.]

"Then what should we do... wait, why are all the people from Class 6 starting to go there? Didn't they even say hello? Didn't they tell me at all?"

The people from the former Fourth Military Academy were still gathered in small groups, hesitating. When they saw that some people from the former (Class 6 were starting to move, they were speechless.

Some people recovered and, not wanting to be outdone, followed suit.

"You know nothing! Let's go, let's go! Even those who weren't originally from Class 6 of the Zerg Fourth Military Academy are looking pale and sickly. Let's hurry up!"

Some of the new students in Class 6 nor in the Fourth Military Academy asked, "?"

'No, they were just left behind by Shui Lingling like that?'

That won't do!

They gritted their teeth, only to find that they couldn't bite the trash cans the teacher had assigned them before they came in because they were vomiting. They could only bite and bite, almost breaking their teeth, before forcing themselves to catch up with most of the group.

They didn't know before how well the original (Class 6 went to the Funeral Home, but now they finally know. They also understand that their own classes just follow Funeral Home trend and spend most of their time thinking about why Qin Su asked (Class 6 to go to the Funeral Home. They still don't have as much contact with corpses as the staff. They haven't grasped the essence and are just clumsy imitations.

Qin Su: "..."

Nine seconds—he was only in a daze for a fleeting moment—why did his classmates suddenly gather around?

Qin Su's already dazed state of mind has now become even more confused.

The heads before him clearly couldn't provide an answer. Qin Su glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that everyone was gradually approaching him. Not wanting to be surrounded, he could only turn around and move backward.

Please make room in front of the students.

The students from different batches of Class 6 were still in a state of rational clamor to perform well in front of Qin Su, secretly urging themselves to 'walk fast,' and psychologically resisting as they approached. Just then, they saw Qin Su's tall figure, which had deliberately paused for a while before they were completely close to him from all directions, move.

"!"

The moment they saw Qin Su with his back to the wall of heads and facing them, they instinctively made way for him.

Qin Su successfully passed through the students while they were looking up at the sky and down at the ground, seemingly very busy.

Once he estimated that there was enough space for 999 students to stand with some room to spare, Qin Su stopped and turned around to look at the students' backs.

Some people were still slowly approaching, remaining behind Qin Su. When they saw Qin Su stop, they forced themselves to quicken their pace.

' Qin Su even designated a specific area for them to observe, clearly indicating that they had to stay within that area; otherwise, it wouldn't meet his expectations.'

With Qin Su acting as a 'boundary marker,' the students behind him soon gritted their teeth and quickened their pace to enter the area designated by Qin Su for them.

Not noticing any more footsteps behind him, the feeling of being pricked at his back disappeared, and once again scanning the figures of his classmates into his field of vision, Qin Su relaxed slightly, adhering to the principle of resolutely not being a spoilsport Class Monitor, and waited patiently.

Long before he entered the Comic World, he had undergone immune training in a situation similar to the one before him.

These were far less impactful than the impact of the Zerg, whom he had never encountered before.

As the Class Monitor, he couldn't leave. Standing in a spot that wouldn't block his classmates' view or disturb their enjoyment was just right.

The students of Class 6, who thought they had guessed Qin Su's thoughts first and were also among the first to arrive at the "battlefield", were immersed in the wonderful feeling of "today is another day of guessing the Class Monitor's thoughts". Even the heads in front of them looked much better and became less ferocious. They opened their personal Optical Brain and started slapping them.

The students in the Fourth Military Academy, who were in the middle and back positions, followed the example of the students in the original (Class 6. They endured the psychological discomfort and forced themselves to save the content in front of them in the Optical Brain album and video of their computer, which, if nothing unexpected happened, only contained their handsome photos and various beautiful little records of life.

In the past, if someone had told them that they would be storing countless gruesome depictions of human deaths in their personal Optical Brain albums—which were filled with beautiful or expensively luxurious daily life—they would have simply rolled their eyes and told the person to "get lost."

Now...

Ah, it's all to gain Qin Su's approval. Although it's a bit of a loss, as long as Qin Su is satisfied, everything will be fine in the future!

Perhaps this is the retribution they have to endure for joining Class 6) and Qin Su's camp.

Some students from other classes at the Zerg Fourth Military Academy, seeing that the students Fourth Military Academy were performing better than them, forced themselves to join despite their discomfort.

Qin Su watched their every move intently from behind. What could they do? They were afraid, but they could tough it out.

Soon, the students standing in the back row were horrified to discover that the group of perverts from the original (Class 6 at the front had started touching them.

"???"

No way, is this life really going to end like this?

The front.

Under Qin Su's instruction and He Muzhi's principle of fairness, after a holiday where each (Class 6 student was arranged to be "indoctrinated" regardless of their strength, most of the original (Class 6 students had picked up pieces of corpses with different degrees of decay stuck to different ground with their hands wearing protective gloves. It was common for highly decomposed flesh to fall onto their bodies when they picked up the corpses, causing dense maggots to burst out.

Although several months had passed, they initially felt an instinctive discomfort upon seeing it, but after a period of adjustment, the feeling they had when they were volunteers at the Funeral Home returned.

Having rediscovered their original feeling, as members of the "Old Class 6)," they naturally had to take the lead after the photoshoot, before the people from the Fourth Military Academy could even react, by saying, "Since we're already here and have taken the photos, it would be a shame not to hug each other."

He Muzhi, Sophia, and others, who often led the groups, raised their hands and led the students of Class 6) to continue in their orderly groups assigned by Qin Su, and began to line up to wait for their assignments.

Lailisi, Lin Yin, and Samuel are used to spending time with He Muzhi in private, and they have a strong sense of self-management, placing themselves in He Muzhi's group.

"Next."

"Hurry up, keep up! Stop dawdling like that."

"Take some more, take some more, don't rush me, I have my own rhythm!"

"Don't rush, I have them all. Send yours first, then his."

"Take it and leave, don't block the people behind you."

"What's the rush? I know it's your turn, I know what I'm doing!"

"You want to be the group leader? Dream on! The Class Monitor didn't even assign you to be the group leader in the first place!"

Standing behind the crowd, I watched as the students, who initially posed for photos while standing on the sidelines, gradually moved to eagerly reaching out to touch and even hugging each other for pictures.

The person behind. "???"

Is this ever going to end?

Fourth Military Academy: "?"

What about the rules they were forced to follow by their teachers?

Standing at the back, Qin Su: "...???"

He didn't understand; he was deeply shocked.

Look, look, touch, touch! A bunch of living devils, let's see who can outdo you!

[Human, human head manager? It's been a long time since I've watched it. Has Class 6) really gotten this crazy? (horrified face)]

[The last time I saw something like this was at Chicken Cutlet Guy's place. Is this even appropriate? How am I supposed to eat here now?]

[Original Class 6): Regardless of whether it's suitable or not, if we think it's suitable, then it's suitable. We have our own hands, and we just like to do it this way. If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then stop grumbling. (A head is thrown out of Class 6). jpg)]

[Ah! (screams and throws away. jpg)]

[For those who came after, the original (Class 6 really was a bunch of old sixth graders, hahaha]

[Fourth Military Academy: Child Reborn. jpg]

[Seriously, when did comics get to this point? They're all so high-definition and uncensored, aren't they afraid of being censored? My friends, I really need that emoji now.]

[I understand you and throw out a (ghostly image with censored text. jpg)]

(Class 6) New students: be like

[Don't be fooled by Boss 1's cold expression now. I know that seeing this scene, seeing his personally trained Class 6 doing just as well as the 'locals' in this new place, given how much Boss 1 dotes on Class 6, he must be feeling incredibly gratified. His coldness at this moment is just to prevent the original Class 6 from becoming arrogant!]

Qin Su: "..."

He's not lying, he didn't.

The teacher waiting outside. "?"

He simply couldn't imagine how perverted Qin Su must have been towards Class 6) in private, for them to speak in such a casual tone as if they were 'waiting in line for food'.

After the teacher spread the word, the silence among the instructors, other teachers, and leaders who rushed to the scene and gathered in front of the Electronic Eye monitoring screen was deafening. "..."

"Have we... limited the development of the original (Class 6?"

"Mainly, we never imagined it could be like this..."

"No wonder he was trained by Qin Su. It's obvious he didn't unleash his full potential during inhuman training; he's become a monster before he even had a chance to shine."

Zhang Minglang: "?"

"How can you talk like that? I don't like what you're saying. Isn't what they're doing good? I think it's perfect. If something happens on the battlefield, no matter what condition the person is in, they can bring them back."

Students who haven't yet graduated from the Military Academy and are sent to the battlefield are often assigned to collect the bodies of fallen soldiers.

The others glanced at Zhang Minglang, but remained silent because he was Qin Su's chosen homeroom Class Advisor.

That's fine, but they're judging a book by its cover. If the students in Class 6 are so unusually pathological about such trivial matters, wouldn't they be even more pathological about other important matters?

Soon, the teachers, instructors, and leaders of the Fourth Military Academy had no time to think about these things anymore, because they saw on the screen that the people in the back row, whether from the Fourth Military Academy or other classes of the Zerg Fourth Military Academy, had spontaneously lined up behind Class 6, swallowing hard and craning their necks to look, their eyes faintly revealing... expectant looks?

The crowd in front of the screen. "..."

It has been proven that abnormalities can be transmitted from person to person.

The teachers who had taught some of the students from the Fourth Military Academy recalled that many of them refused to be touched because they found it dirty, disgusting, or terrifying. Even when they were touched, it was just a quick hug to complete the task as required. This was in stark contrast to the way Qin Su was now, who simply watched them from behind with an indifferent expression and without saying a word, yet managed to get them to 'take the initiative'.

The teacher looked up at the sky and seriously suspected that the sun had risen in the west today.

I don't know how long I watched, but then someone in the crowd spoke softly.

"Are we the teachers, or is Qin Su the teacher?"

"I also want to ask, are we the instructors, or is Qin Su the instructor?"

"You might as well ask Class 6, where Qin Su is, whether they need your meddling."

At this point, the people from the Fourth Military Academy looked at Zhang Minglang.

"Teacher Zhang, you are trusted by Qin Su and still hold the position of Class Advisor of Class 6. You must know Qin Su's thoughts very well, right? Could you please give me some pointers?"

Zhang Minglang: "..."

In reality, he knows absolutely nothing about Qin Su.

For his own future convenience at the Fourth Military Academy, Zhang Minglang naturally couldn't tell the truth. Feigning an air of knowledge, he confidently nodded and said, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I can only tell you that since Qin Su hasn't said anything about your teaching, then everything will proceed as usual. Perhaps this is out of respect for your Fourth Military Academy, or perhaps Qin Su the people of the Zerg Fourth Military Academy to experience your courses properly. In any case, Qin Su has his own reasons for whatever he does."

"..."

Zhang Minglang seemed to have said a lot, yet also seemed to have said nothing at all. Wasn't this just leaving them to continue in a state of confusion and uncertainty?

Zhang Minglang, that old fox, didn't treat them like his own people at all.

Indoor.

Qin Su was not only numb from looking at the people, but his legs were also immobilized due to the Electronic Eye surveillance. When he finally saw that his classmates had finally 'admired' him enough and were about to leave to look at him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could even catch his breath, Qin Su heard someone in the crowd raise their voice and ask him a question.

"Class Monitor, is that alright?"

Qin Su remained calm and composed. "... Hmm."

That's absolutely amazing!

After humming in agreement, fearing that his classmates would remain standing there without moving, and that he would have to continue enduring the tingling sensation in his legs, Qin Su added, "Let's go."

With the impression he had of always being the last to leave, and using modern language, Qin Su wasn't worried about his classmates standing there and not moving.

Having received Qin Su's approval, Class 6) breathed a sigh of relief and obeyed Qin Su's orders to proceed to the next location.

As the last group of students jogged past him, Qin Su, fully aware that he was exposed to Electronic Eye, did not falter at all, turning around smoothly and calmly.

By turning around to confirm that his previous secret movements had ensured he could walk without losing sensation and falling to the ground, he strode forward, following behind his classmates.

Having learned from his previous experience, Qin Su dared not linger in any place this time, maintaining a steady pace until he left the space where he had been training his mental fortitude.

In the past, most students would experience some degree of psychological discomfort and nausea after leaving this space.

Now, with the original (Class 6 leading the way, chattering and discussing what they saw, sharing their feelings about what they hadn't had a chance to touch but others had, the students from the Fourth Military Academy, who had been 'mentored' by the original (Class 6 from the beginning, were also forced to join them. Seeing the students from the Fourth Military Academy vying to show off, the students from other classes of the Zerg Fourth Military Academy Fourth Military Academy were not willing to fall behind and joined in talking to the students from (Class 6).

The students who were not originally from Class 6 had already lost to Class 6 because of their actions inside, and their competitive spirit overshadowed their discomfort with everything they saw inside.

They used enthusiastic language and an active participation in the discussion to try to cover up their poor performance in front of Qin Su today, hoping that Qin Su, who was at the back of the class watching them, would see that they weren't actually that bad.

The atmosphere in the group was so lively, it was as if they had just experienced a fantastic event.

'Fear and disgust? What's that? Keep it to yourself for now. In front of Qin Su, the desire to win takes absolute priority. As for the rest... let's see if we have time to allocate them later.'

[This smell is really from Class 6. Anyone who isn't from Class 6 can't even get into Class 6. (shrugs)]

I suspect that Su Bao selected people based on the style of the original (Class 6.

[Um... can anyone tell me what the smell of Class 6) is like? I'm totally confused (scratching head in confusion)]

[M-flavor (bushi)]

Be confident (doge)

[Do you mean Qin Su is S-type?]

[That's perfect! (pouts and kisses)]

[SS, I feel very reassured, I wish every m in the world can find their (Class 6 Monitor]

[No wonder people say S and M are the perfect match, it makes perfect sense (aha!). jpg]

[Sorry, I wandered into this by mistake. My phone keeps taking me on aimless journeys through unfamiliar worlds.]

Seeing the 999 students from Class 6) chatting animatedly after they emerged, the teachers, instructors, and leaders of the Fourth Military Academy, who had expected them to be surprised to see their group waiting for them, were speechless.

When did their presence become so weak?

Seeing the group of people outside, Qin Su: "..."

He knew that no matter what world it was, no matter what status one held, or what height one stood at, no one could resist the allure of gossip and excitement. Fortunately, he managed to maintain his image within the game.

After feeling relieved, Qin Su looked around anxiously and realized that no one seemed to care about the group that had grown from one person to a 'sea of people' that could be collectively called 'teachers'. He could only shoulder his responsibility as Class Monitor and walk towards the 'teachers'.