Back Row by the Window, the King's Hometown

Five minutes ago...

Class 3-2.

Unlike the previous empty rooms where only survivors huddled, the layout of this classroom had undergone a bizarre transformation.

The desks and chairs, previously in disarray, had been automatically rearranged by some force into four neat rows and columns, corresponding to 16 seats.

However, what made one's skin crawl was that there were actually only 13 desks in the classroom.

The three spots in the back row had only chairs and no desks, as if they were reserved for some invisible classmates.

Only the seat by the window had a normal desk and chair.

The next second.

A cool, swaggering figure ignored everyone's strange gazes and walked straight to that seat, plopping down.

He left his black school uniform open, revealing a sturdy chest, and propped his long legs directly onto the desk.

The chair tilted back to a perfect semi-reclining angle, swaying slightly with his center of gravity.

Then, he pulled a piece of memo paper from his pocket and draped it over his face.

Sleeping.

This person was Jiangnan.

After being inexplicably teleported to the locker room and following the guide here, he showed no self-awareness of being a transfer student, treating this place like his own sleeping palace.

At the lectern.

Lu Shiyan held a cigarette between his fingers, his brows furrowed as he watched the man with the memo paper over his face.

This guy... he really is a maverick.

That's right, it was he and Yekaterina who had gone downstairs to meet them earlier.

It was just that...

This guy named Jiangnan had an absurdly arrogant attitude.

He didn't say a single word the entire time, letting the female student with glasses handle all communication.

With that kind of overbearing aura, even the girls would hand over "that thing" to him.

"Besides, isn't he a bit too cold-blooded toward his subordinates?"

"To actually make a subordinate wait for someone who will never show up."

Lu Shiyan recalled the chubby kid who had been left in the locker room.

That locker room was a trap point on the main path, frequently haunted by wandering corpses.

Furthermore...

He would definitely never be waiting for that perception type supernatural ability user.

Because as long as someone in the school violated the rules, everyone would suffer punishment...

But this punishment was random, and for those chosen, the outcome was naturally...

"Sigh."

Lu Shiyan sighed and flicked ash from his cigarette.

"Forget it. Maybe his supernatural ability has high combat power, and there's no need for an old guy like me to worry about it?"

Thinking of this, he looked at Liu Yuqing, who was sitting in the middle of the front row, and asked tentatively.

"Hey, little girl."

"Your partner named Wang Meng, he must be very strong, right? Otherwise, how could your boss dare to leave him there alone?"

Liu Yuqing was wiping her glasses. She didn't even look up at the question, answering flatly.

"Not strong."

"Just a bit more durable than an ordinary person."

Lu Shiyan: "..."

"Not strong? Then why did your boss leave him there? Isn't he afraid he'll die?"

Lu Shiyan was puzzled.

"The boss's order is the order!"

Liu Yuqing said coldly, her tone sounding like a fanatic.

"..."

Lu Shiyan was speechless.

This was clearly just an excuse to brush him off.

So, he put on a kind and amiable smile, attempting to play the emotional card.

"Little girl, don't be so hostile."

"I'm a Huaxia person too; we're fellow countrymen."

"In this ghost place, fellow countrymen should help each other out. I'm not a bad guy."

"Hmph!"

It would have been better if he hadn't brought that up, but as soon as he did, Liu Yuqing let out a cold laugh.

"When fellow countrymen meet, one shoots the other in the back!"

"In this apocalypse, who knows if someone like you, who hangs out with a cherry blossom country person, is a traitor? Don't try to cozy up to us!"

As she spoke, Liu Yuqing directly raised her middle finger, offering an international friendly gesture.

"Get lost!"

Yu Shishi, sitting next to her, joined in the teasing and made a face.

"Blehh! Stinky uncle! You can't fool us!"

"Boss said that just by looking at you, anyone can tell you're no good!"

"I..."

Lu Shiyan was so angry his scalp tingled and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

If he could, he would really like to channel Jingfu right now and unleash a set of intentional bombardment fists on these two girls who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

However... they had a point.

He did indeed have the intention of scouting for information.

But what annoyed him most was, where did he look like a bad guy?

Was he not clearly a humorous, elegant, and weathered handsome uncle with a story to tell?

Seeking validation, he turned his head to look at Yekaterina, who was sitting in the row in front of Jiangnan, and pointed at his own face.

"Yekaterina, tell me in all conscience, do I look like a bad guy?"

Yekaterina glanced at him indifferently and nodded earnestly.

"Lu, you need to have some self-awareness."

"With your looks, in a Su Country prison, you're the type who'd be locked up without even needing a trial."

"..."

Lu Shiyan was completely broken.

He stopped speaking, silently turned around, and huddled in the corner of the lectern, drawing circles on the floor.

Below the stage.

Liu Yuqing watched Lu Shiyan's frustrated back, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Although she was sharp-tongued, she remained vigilant in her heart.

This middle-aged man and that white-haired woman had unfathomable strength.

She then shifted her gaze toward the other two people on the lectern.

They were two women wearing teacher uniforms.

One was Chen Tong, who was clumsily adjusting her tie while wearing a black silk hip skirt, looking nervous.

The other was a woman with a mean appearance and cold eyes, her thigh wrapped in bandages.

At this moment, a petite female student was crouching beside the mean woman.

Her hands emitted a soft white light, healing the gun wound on the woman's leg.

[Appraisal!]

Liu Yuqing pushed up her glasses, activating her supernatural ability.

[Name]: Kujo Ran

[Race]: Human

[Overall Physical Stats]: F+ Class

[Status]: Seriously injured (recovering...)

[Potential]: D-class

[Supernatural Ability]:

Eagle Eye (C-class): Possesses ultra-long-range dynamic vision and insight capabilities.

[Name]: Hoshino Hikaru

[Race]: Human

[Comprehensive Physical Stats]: F-class

[Status]: Healthy

[Potential]: D-class

[Supernatural Ability]:

Healing Light (B-class): Can rapidly heal external injuries without consumption, and can even regenerate severed limbs.

"Looking at the names... two people from the cherry blossom country... and both have supernatural abilities."

Liu Yuqing stroked her chin.

Recalling the Humvee at the school gate that had been wrecked, along with the heavy weaponry on it.

"These two are very likely military personnel from the cherry blossom country."

"That one called Kujo, her gaze is very dangerous. We must be extra careful from now on."

Analysis complete.

Liu Yuqing looked toward the lectern at Chen Tong, who was still struggling with her buttons.

As a former foreign language teacher, Chen Tong had a hot figure.

But facing so many bizarre students and unknown dangers right now, she was clearly panicking, her hands shaking.

"Teacher Chen."

Liu Yuqing comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, the boss is sitting down there to hold the fort."

"Just pretend you're teaching a bunch of radish heads. If anyone dares to cause trouble, the boss will take care of them."

Hearing this, Chen Tong instinctively glanced at the sleeping figure in the back row, and the panic in her heart calmed down significantly.

At the same time.

Yekaterina, sitting in the second-to-last row, turned around and stared at Jiangnan behind her.

This man...

How on earth did he kill that "hungry ghost" so easily?

And how did he manage to skin an S-class anomaly to make a car cover?

As a woman of the warrior race, she had a natural admiration for and a desire to conquer experts.

Immense curiosity had sparked a keen interest in Jiangnan.

"Hello."

Yekaterina took the initiative to speak.

"Let's get to know each other. My name is Yekaterina."

"I'm from the Su country."

"My mother is from the Su country, and my father is a Huaxia person."

"In other words... I count as half Huaxia."

She confidently brushed her white hair behind her ear, revealing her exquisite profile.

However.

Jiangnan didn't even lift his head, let alone open his eyes.

He took his hand off his face and flicked it seemingly at random.

Plap.

A piece of memo paper stuck right onto the bridge of Yekaterina's nose.

Yekaterina was startled.

She peeled the memo off, feeling somewhat angry.

When she saw the content written on it, her eyebrows instantly shot up, and her azure eyes filled with rage.

Because it only had one bold, vigorous character written on it.

[Scram.]

"You..."

Yekaterina gritted her teeth.

She considered herself stunningly beautiful, even recognized as the ice snow goddess at the military academy in the su country.

She didn't know how many suitors had lined up just to say a single word to her.

And this man, he actually told her to get lost?!

However, little did she know.

In the eyes of this campus belle, Jiangnan looked at her as if she were a joke.

Women?

Sorry, they only slow down the speed of my blade.

Jiangnan had never had any particular requirements for appearance.

As long as they were average-looking, kind-hearted, obedient, and not a saintly do-gooder, that was enough.

What?

You ask why Chen tong is so beautiful?

And why her figure is so top-tier?

That is an exception.

That is the privilege of the boss.

That is because he, Jiangnan, has forgotten his roots.

Just then.

A male student from the cherry blossom country, sitting next to Yekaterina across the aisle, suddenly had his gaze attracted by the scenery on the lectern.

He licked his dry lips, his eyes staring fixedly at Chen tong, who was adjusting her stockings.

"Yoshi..."

The boy let out an extremely lewd exclamation.

His eyes roamed unscrupulously over Chen tong, and he even reached out to perform some obscene gesture.

However.

What he didn't know was.

This was the last sound he would ever make in his life.

In the seat by the window in the back row.

Jiangnan still had his eyes closed, the memo paper on his face rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

But his right hand, resting on his lap, slowly lifted.

He held up his thumb and straightened his index finger.

Aiming at the back of the boy's head, he made a gun gesture.

Bang!

Jiangnan's lips moved slightly, silently spitting out the word.

The next second.

Squelch!!

It was as if a watermelon had been smashed by a heavy hammer.

The head of the cherry blossom country boy, who was still lost in his lewd fantasies, instantly exploded!

Red and white matter splattered outward, spraying all over his companions nearby.

The headless corpse swayed for a moment before falling under the desk with a plop.

The entire room fell into a deathly stillness.

Jiangnan gently blew on his finger, and a memo paper drifted from his hand.

His lazy and cold inner voice echoed.

My woman, is she someone you are worthy of looking at?