Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

"Everyone must fill it out." The aunt had a tough attitude and looked at the person who asked the question. Even though she was polite and approachable, she did not change her attitude.

"That's it." Yang Linna looked at the girl, still smiling, "then hurry up, we still have to fill it out."

Her eyes darkened, and she kept maintaining that action, but still didn't take the next step.

"So what if I don't want to write?"

Ruan Ruan had a cold face and was about to walk away from her aunt, but the aunt took a step forward and blocked her path with her slightly rich body, "This is against the rules."

He looked like he was forcing her to stay.

Ruan Ruan looked at Yang Linna who was still behind him, and said in a condescending tone, "Tell her."

Most requests can be accommodated during the day.

Auntie really didn't bother her anymore. With her current status, she didn't have to follow the rules.

Yang Linna came to meet Ruan Ruan after she walked some distance away. She didn't know exactly how she solved the matter.

There were only a few students in twos and threes on the tree-lined avenue. The bell for morning class had already rang, but they did not appear to be in any hurry. They took their time and enjoyed the scenery for a while.

Ruan Ruan smelled the same burnt smell as they passed by. The smell of burning grease was mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grass, and mixed with some rotten smell. The smell was even more unpleasant. Neither of them could suppress the smell, but it was more unpleasant than Not very floral and grassy.

They had breakfast in the cafeteria during morning class time. There were many people in the cafeteria at this time. The smell came from all directions. She had already suspected that the food in this dungeon was abnormal, and now she had no appetite.

The stench of corpses had left them, and she suspected they would soon reveal their inhuman appearance to them.

Ruan Ruan did not hear any new player death information, but the red-eyed registration book was still too ominous, and he was still thinking about it on the way to the classroom.

When she entered the classroom, the teacher was already lecturing on the podium. The students below had not yet arrived, and few people sitting in the classroom were listening. She entered through the front door and smelled a strong smell of blood as soon as she entered.

The pupils shrank, she knew that person.

She knew she couldn't block the door. She walked to her seat and sat down before looking back at the podium. There was no mistaking it, it was that person.

He sat upright on the chair behind the podium, his fat body almost squeezed in, and his flesh was piled together.
Fortunately, the podium blocked most of the body, and the exposed part was still intact.

Even though his face was covered with blood, she still recognized him from his appearance. He was one of the people who were looking for her yesterday, and his words were very unpleasant.