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Chapter 25: The strange story about the rules of Makkawa Private High School (4)

The invigilator was humming a song in a good mood while judging the papers.

After turning to Zhang Jianguo's test paper, she paused with her fingers and her smile deepened.

After a while, all the test papers were judged.

"The ranking will be announced next," the invigilator said expressionlessly, "The first place will go home, the second place..."

"No. 31 Zhang Jianguo."

The invigilator grinned from ear to ear and said, "Students ranked 27th to 31st will be punished."

"Teacher, I have a question." Huo Ran raised his hand.

"What's the problem?" The invigilator looked at her unkindly and resentfully.

"I know all the skills, how could I be only 31? Are you targeting me?" Huo Ran pointed outside, "I suspect you deliberately made a mistake. I want to apply to the moral education teacher and the principal for a face-to-face review."

"What did you say?" The invigilator looked at her dangerously with squinted eyes, and dug holes into the test paper with his bright red fingernails.

Huo Ran stood up, went to the back door glass and knocked.

The moral education teacher quickly lay down on the glass, his dark eyes clearly showing no emotion, but with a look of confusion.

Huo Ran opened the door, pointed at the invigilator and said, "Teacher, I want to report her. She avenged her personal vendetta and deliberately lowered my grades. I want to apply for a score review!"

"Results...review?"

The moral education teacher tilted his head in confusion, holding an ax in his hand and not knowing what to do.

What is a score review?

He has never encountered a student who asked for a grade review.

The invigilator on the podium looked at Huo Ran bitterly: "What are you talking about? You are not good at studying. Why do you blame the teacher?"

Huo Ran ignored her, walked to the podium and pulled out the test paper from her hand. The invigilator held it tightly, Huo Ran clicked his tongue, slapped her hand hard, and finally took it away.

The invigilator looked in disbelief: "..."

You dare to hit my hand?
Huo Ran pointed at the test paper and complained: "Look, she even broke the test paper. Should she be punished?"

The moral education teacher tilted his head: "Destroy the books, punish them -"

The invigilator's expression went blank for a moment and he took a step back.

The moral education teacher is higher than her and does have the right to punish her.

"What about my score review?" Huo Ran asked in a persuasive manner, "Should the score be re-judged?"

The moral education teacher nodded and handed the test paper to the invigilator: "Rejudge."

The invigilator's already bad face turned purple, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he re-judged the exam with a blue face.

Huo Ran came close to her and stared at her to judge the paper, and said in her ear: "I'm watching, judge carefully."

Invigilator: "..."

I mean, you have to look at other people's faces when you're a ghost!
After making the judgment with a dark face, Huo Ran picked it up and nodded with satisfaction: "This is justice. You must be careful in the future and never avenge yourself again."

The invigilator forced a ferocious smile: "I will never avenge myself again."

"According to the ranking of grades, I ranked first and am temporarily serving as the monitor of my class. Do you have any opinions?" Huo Ran asked.

Fang Gui shrugged her shoulders. She didn't like to worry about these things in the first place and was happy to be free: "No objection."

The other players were stunned when they saw Huo Ran's cool operation.

As far as the rules are concerned, there are no benefits to being a squad leader.

Monitors whose grades are not up to standard and whose moral education points are deducted will also be punished.

No one raised any objections.

The NPCs have no objections. They have somehow ended up in this terrifying school and want to escape immediately. Who has the time to be the monitor?

It’s not like we’ve had enough life.

Huo Ran smiled: "I am honored to serve as the monitor of this class. I will serve everyone well."

……

……

The first class ended without any danger.

The five students with the lowest grades were dragged away by the angry invigilator and did not come back until the beginning of the second class.

"Dingle bell—dingle bell—it's time for class. Please return to the classroom in an orderly manner and prepare for class."

The classroom teacher was a male teacher wearing glasses. He came in gloomily and wrote a few words on the blackboard. "My surname is Zhang, and I teach Chinese." Teacher Zhang said with a wooden face. "You can't sleep in my class. After the lecture, I will ask everyone questions. Correct answers will get credits, and wrong answers will be punished."

"Who is the monitor?"

Huoran stood up.

"Come here and hand out books."

After handing out the Chinese language documents, Teacher Zhang started the class seriously.

It's Peach Blossom Spring.

In less than ten minutes, everyone was drowsy.

Huo Ran forced his eyelids open and noticed something was wrong.

I have received relevant training in the Special Investigation Bureau, but I get sleepy so easily.

If you continue like this, you will fall asleep soon...

The players around him were not fools. Some of them stabbed themselves with pencils to stay awake, and some slapped themselves in the mouth.

Huo Ran bit the tip of his tongue and felt a little more energetic after feeling the pain.

Someone in the classroom was already snoring.

Teacher Zhang writes down the sleeping people on the blackboard.

From the corner of his eye, Huo Ran saw two strange faces on the glass of the back door, tightly pressed against the glass.

It's the moral education teacher and Principal Xiang.

Their pale faces gradually turned blue and purple, and their eyes moved in sync.

Teacher Zhang finished writing the last word on the blackboard and turned back.

"I'm going to start asking questions."

Everyone woke up.

"Monitor," Teacher Zhang said, "you come first."

"In Peach Blossom Spring, why did the people of Peach Blossom Spring come to this place?"

Huo Ran answered fluently: "The ancestors of the Taohuayuan people led their wives, children and neighbors to this isolated place to escape the wars of the Qin Dynasty."

"Where is the entrance to the cave into Peach Blossom Spring?"

Huo Ran recalled carefully: "The entrance of the Peach Blossom Spring cave is located at the end of the creek in Wulingyuan Peach Blossom Forest."

Teacher Zhang didn't seem to expect that she could answer it. After all, the questions he asked were not mentioned just now.

"...Last question," Teacher Zhang said, "Do you think Taoyuan Village exists?"

There was tension in the air.

This question is very cunning.

Everyone's answer may be different. How can it be wrong and how can it be right?

Huo Ran didn't speak for a while.

Teacher Zhang smiled.

"I don't think it exists."

"Oh? You think it doesn't exist? But I think it does. Are you right, the teacher or you?" Teacher Zhang walked down the podium.

Without the cover of the podium, everyone saw his legs that had rotted into bones, with the flesh on them not falling off, as he walked step by step towards the last row of the classroom.

Teacher Zhang's hand quickly grew longer and was about to strangle Huo Ran's neck.

Huo Ran saw from the corner of his eye that the moral education teacher and principal at the back door were gone, and screams for help came from the class next door.

Huo Ran took out the bone-cutting knife he had summoned from behind and swung it casually. The reflection of the blade made Teacher Zhang narrow his eyes.

"Of course I'm right," Huo Ran began to sharpen the knife on the table, smiling sinisterly, "What do you think, teacher?"

Teacher Zhang was startled when he saw the bone-cutting knife, and his hand paused in mid-air.

"This isn't the one-"

Huo Ran saw his expression and was a little surprised.

Isn't this an ordinary bone-cutting knife?
Why do you even know the dungeon NPC?
Huo Ran's smile deepened.

"It seems that this bone-cutting knife is more famous than me."

(End of this chapter)