"Key Class"

"Great, everyone's really holding up..."

As "Bifang" sank into the Reality Passage, sensing the situation on the field transmitted back by his last remaining senses, he felt a little more at ease.

His only concern about leaving the battlefield was whether "Robin," "Chongming," and "Director" could truly fill the void left by him.

In the end... I underestimated these companions.

"Chongming" was far more reliable than I had imagined, and "Robin" had also made a lot of progress.

Especially the "Director"... he can even manipulate the Formation set up by the "Feng Shui Master"!

This is such a wonderful surprise!

Now the "Feng Shui Master" has been replaced by the "Director" on the front, and with the help of "Chongming" and "Robin"...

This even made Bifang feel a little self-deprecating.

"So after all that fuss, things might have been better if I had taken it down earlier, right?"

This is somewhat similar to when I applied to the school leaders last year to no longer teach the graduating class of senior high school students, worried that the students' grades might decline.

After all, the principal made this decision too hastily, so he could only put this burden on a young teacher who had just joined the school this year and had even just graduated from teachers' college.

After the admission results came out last month, the new teacher, along with the former class monitor and subject representative, came to congratulate me on the good news...

The result was an unexpected surprise—not only did they produce the top scorer in the city, but the entire class also had an extremely high pass rate.

While Bifang was pleased, he couldn't help but feel a little wistful.

Maybe I'm just getting old? It seems that being a homeroom teacher isn't as important as I thought!

But after the initial shock, I finally felt relieved and much more at ease.

It seems I can indeed... gradually step back from the front lines.

After all, the reason he applied not to teach graduating classes was because he had joined this "Death game."

These are all matters of life and death, Bifang, rationally speaking, will focus more of his energy on this Game.

But... as a "teacher," and a Special Grade Teacher, he also felt that the future of those students and his own teaching tasks could not be taken lightly.

Although Bifang will try her best to continue to complete her teaching tasks and not let the "Death game" incident affect the quality of her teaching.

But as a homeroom teacher, leading a graduating class...

By Bifang's own standards, it's indeed impossible for him to continue doing these things.

At least Bifang himself felt that if he did that, it would be literally "misleading young people."

Even disregarding the issue of "energy"...

Joining a "Death game" is like contracting a disease that could kill you at any moment.

If I were to die on duty... what would happen to the students?

Bifang knew that the "Death game" would alter reality and the students' Memory... but this alteration only considered the "reasonableness" of reality, and would not take into account the students' academic performance.

This is unacceptable to Bifang.

So he asked a "Carrier Pigeon" to help him forge some medical records.

This is why "Bifang" is able to participate in the activities of the "Night Watcher" relatively freely.

Of course, since it's summer vacation now, Bifang doesn't need to ask for extra leave to come to Shenzhen.

His body continued to sink, and the Little Bee- shaped megaphone at his waist emitted a rattling electrical sound.

Bifang composed himself, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and put them on—after putting on the glasses, clear energy flow patterns appeared in Bifang's vision.

Using the glasses that allowed him to see the flow of energy, Bifang quickly located the Demon Ancestor Gantuo.

"There's still plenty of time..."

Although from the [Instance] perspective, the Demon Ancestor Gantuo had come on fiercely, as if he was about to pounce on "Tengshe".

But once inside the passage, Bifang discovered that the situation wasn't as urgent as he had imagined.

From Energy Vision, because "Tengshe" is absorbing a large amount of energy, the flow of chaotic energy around him is noticeably different from the overall environment.

This is equivalent to creating an invisible barrier around him.

Demon Ancestor Gantuo wanted to influence "Tengshe," he not only had to get close to Tengshe, but also had to cross that barrier!

Certainly...

Despite this unexpected barrier, the situation is by no means secure.

For the Demon Ancestor Gantuo, breaking through that energy barrier would probably only take a few more minutes.

Therefore, Bifang did not hesitate and immediately adjusted its direction in the air, diving towards the direction of the Demon Ancestor Gantuo.

"Whoosh!"

Bifang moved swiftly, even faster than the Demon Ancestor.

Moreover, he was indeed the most suitable candidate—because during this movement, Bifang did not even cause much imbalance or fluctuation in the energy environment.

He moves extremely fast, but expends very little energy.

Rather than flying... Bifang is more like gliding now!

Although his nickname is "Bifang," he now resembles an owl more.

And that's why...

It wasn't until Bifang was almost behind the Demon Ancestor Gantuo that the other side suddenly realized Bifang's presence!

"Um?!"

Sensing a familiar aura emanating from the chaotic energy behind him, Demon Ancestor Gantuo suddenly turned around, his eyes, glowing with crimson light, locking onto Bifang.

"It's you again... human."

Without saying a word, Bifang immediately pulled out a steel ruler the moment he was discovered and lashed it hard at the head of the Demon Ancestor Gantuo!

The Demon Ancestor Gantuo raised his hand, and demonic energy surged on his dark arm, transforming into a black claw that gripped the steel ruler.

"You're all alone... Are you here to die?"

"Demon Ancestor Gantuo asked, raising his other hand."

"Pfft!"

As the black claws swung down, Bifang pulled out a bamboo whip to block them, making a crisp "crack" sound.

He looked at the Demon Ancestor Gantuo and shook his head.

"I'm not here to die, I'm here to stop you."

"The person you're trying to kill is my colleague and friend. I won't let you succeed."

Demon Ancestor Gantuo sneered.

"That sounds nice... but the four of you against one, plus the God of Game helping you, were barely enough to send me back here."

"Now you're all alone... do you think you can survive?"

Bifang's feet, a Black Lotus bloomed, and demonic energy and the Evil of Heaven and Earth condensed, pouring into the body of the Demon Ancestor Gantuo.

The Demon Ancestor Gantuo, who originally still had some human form, had his skin covered in tadpole-shaped black Sanskrit characters after being invaded by demonic energy and malice. Then his skin turned into a bluish-black color, his hair stood on end, and Bone Spur grew out of his skin, transforming him into a ferocious and evil god resembling a demon or beast!

"Moreover... this place is even closer to the Prison Mountain Realm!"

"You have no help, and I'm even stronger... With the tide turning, what are you doing here if not to die?!"

The two claws that had been covering Gan Duo's hands swelled up again, becoming even sharper and larger, instantly crushing the steel ruler and bamboo whip!

"Crack!"

Two things shattered, and the giant black claw grabbed Bifang's body, as if to crush him.

Bifang was indeed injured after being captured like this—he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, the demonic energy carrying the Evil of Heaven and Earth poured into his body.

However, Bifang did not dodge.

He simply looked at the Demon Ancestor Gantuo, patted the buzzing Little Bee on his waist, and then adjusted the microphone next to his ear.

"For me, the absence of 'companions' is actually a more advantageous situation, as it means I can unleash my full potential and utilize my own 'Heart Domain.'"

Do you know what the "Heart Domain" is, Demon Ancestor Gantuo?

Bifang's voice, accompanied by Sharara's electrical noise, came through the loudspeaker, causing the Demon Ancestor Gantuo to frown.

"I know it's an ability exclusive to Demigod within your 'Player' group, a kind of 'Divine Kingdom' that you can condense even without Authority... But so what? If your 'Heart Domain' could truly harm me, you should have activated it just now!"

Bifang said in a low voice.

"Very good, Demon Ancestor Gantuo, excellent answer, excellent question—however, before answering your question, I must ask you one more question..."

"Can you go back to your seat?"

Bifang spoke, Demon Ancestor Gantuo was stunned.

He suddenly realized that the surrounding scenery had changed—the previously chaotic energy environment had disappeared.

Even his connection with the Prison Mountain Realm has weakened.

It was as if... I had entered some extremely sophisticated Sealed Space!

The sophistication of this space is even comparable to the seal that I spent tens of thousands of years in the Prison Mountain Realm!

A huge black wooden board with white writing on it; neatly arranged wooden, square tables and chairs; and strips of light bulbs hanging from the ceiling...

I found myself in a "room" and had involuntarily sat down in a chair.

Bifang stood on the platform, his hands resting on the metal base.

Behind him and above his head was a banner with the eight characters "Seize every second to create new glories".

Despite being the stronger party, Gan Duo somehow felt as if he was being overshadowed by Bi Bifang in this room.

He frowned and asked, "Where is this place?"

Bifang threw a piece of chalk in Gan Duo's direction.

Gan Duo tried to turn his head to avoid it, but he was still hit by the chalk.

"Smack!"

A red mark appeared on his forehead.

Bifang spoke, his voice still coming from the Little Bee: "Raise your hand to speak, Gan Duo..."

"However, I can answer your question."

"This is the 'Key Class,' this is my 'Heart Domain.'"

"Have you ever been to school? Perhaps in your world it's called a private school?"

"In short... in our world, this place is called a 'classroom,' where teachers teach."

He tapped on the table.

"I am a teacher here, and everyone who comes here... is my student."

"And I, in fact, am a rather traditional and strict teacher."

"If you don't perform well, or violate the rules of the 'Key Class'..."

They will be subject to punishment, including corporal punishment.

Bifang spoke, he picked up the thermos on the podium, unscrewed it, and took a sip of the Chrysanthemum tea inside.

"You might even die."