"Today is the first day since True Man Tai Bai left the school. I hope nothing goes wrong in class..."
Principal Zhang Youde stood at the door of the Special Class classroom, a flicker of worry passing through his eyes.
He hadn't planned to disturb the Special Class students during class. He'd intended to wait until school was over before checking on them.
But it was already well past the normal end of the school day, and not a single student had come out of the classroom.
And because the classroom was well soundproofed, Zhang Youde really couldn't wait any longer.
What he feared most was that the arrogant Special Class students wouldn't accept being managed and would get into a fight with their temporary teacher.
If any promising students were hurt and their college entrance exam scores suffered, it would be an enormous loss for the school. Under pressure, the Special Class might even be disbanded outright.
With his heart in his throat, Zhang Youde lifted off the ground and drifted silently over to the window.
The scene inside the classroom came into view.
Then he saw every student sitting in exactly the same meditative pose, perfectly in sync.
Their eyes were tightly shut, their lips moving as if they were reciting some mantra to calm their minds and steady their breathing. But because everyone was chanting at precisely the same rhythm, the scene looked a little eerie.
Zhang Youde keenly sensed where that eerie feeling came from.
Because... these Special Class students no longer seemed human.
They were like a bunch of precision-built robots: they never made the slightest mistake, but they'd also lost the instincts that made them human.
It reminded him of his alma mater, Shuiheng High School, in Shuiheng City.
It was a demonic school