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"We... we survived!"

The three students whose names had been called bolted out of the classroom like cats with their tails stepped on. One of them even ran so fast that a shoe flew off.

The stern Jonin stood at the door, the hand holding the roster frozen in midair, his face utterly baffled.

He had led more than a dozen graduating classes. He had seen excited students and students who cried their eyes out.

But this kind of ecstatic expression, like "I was just spared from the chopping block and given life imprisonment instead," was truly a rare sight.

The faces of those left in the classroom immediately turned green.

With three fewer people, the odds of being assigned with that "living nightmare" in the last row had risen sharply!

Some hugged their Ninja Tools bags tightly against their chests as if they were clutching urns.

Some trembled as they tied their forehead protectors, accidentally knotting them three times.

Uchiha Tekka sat by the window, his face going from pale to utterly ashen.

Ye leaned comfortably against the back of his chair.

Listening to the system notifications in his mind popping like firecrackers during New Year's, he could not have been in a better mood.

[ Ding! Survival After Disaster Points from Graduate A, +777! ]

[ Ding! Panic Points from Graduate B, +888! ]

[ Ding! Suffocation Points from Uchiha Tekka, +1200! ]

Ye nearly laughed out loud.

This batch of graduating students was even more profitable to harvest than practical combat class!

The second Jonin instructor soon appeared at the door.

"Uchiha Tekka, Hyuga Igawa, Kenta Inuzuka. Come out."

The instant he heard his name, Tekka sprang to his feet as if Impure World Reincarnation had been activated on the spot!

His chair toppled over and slammed