The strongest healer

Chapter 35 Don’t come to die
He only said two words: "Song Dynasty."

The other two people looked at each other and gave a thumbs up in unison.

Then the three of them lowered their heads to eat and stopped talking about it.

On the other side of the cafeteria, the fight was raging.

It was the Song Dynasty that fought fiercely unilaterally.

These six people are no match for her now.

After Tong Jun was hit by her a few times at the beginning, he completely lost his fighting ability. He was like a dying wild dog being dragged by her with one hand. From time to time, he used it to block attacks. When there was no attack, it was Song Shi's Air bucket.

Two of the other five younger brothers have already fallen.

The remaining three people also had bruises and swollen faces. They were timid when facing Song Shi. They looked at each other and winked at each other, but no one dared to confront Song Shi.

It was a stalemate, but the outcome was decided.

The controller in charge of the order in the canteen saw this and walked over.

Song Shi loosened his grip on Tong Jun's hair.

Tong Jun lost his support and collapsed weakly on the ground.

His face and head were covered with blood. He was hit by Song Shi the most times with a plate. One of his arms was also broken by Song Shi.

Seeing Song Shi let go of their boss, the remaining three people immediately approached cautiously and tried to help their boss away.

But before they could get closer, a scene happened that stunned them.

Song Shi walked up to their boss's waist and kicked him.

"what--"

Even though Tong Jun was almost in a coma, this kick woke him up a lot, and the tragic screams echoed throughout the cafeteria.

Just hearing this sound, even if they didn't see the picture, countless people took a breath.

"This is returned to you." Song Shi said coldly, looking down at Tong Jun who was lying on the ground and curled up into a shrimp.

Back then, this guy kicked her in the waist a lot.

Controllers have picked up the pace.

Song Shi looked around the cafeteria, looking for a figure.

found it!
A flash of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she ran towards the east end of the cafeteria.

The controllers saw her running away and immediately stopped her.

Song Shi ran around among the rows of tables, causing waves of commotion.

This was a waste of time, and the controllers surrounded him more and more. In the end, Song Shi jumped directly onto the dining table, crossed the dining table, dodged left and right, and escaped from their layers of containment.

Finally, he knelt down on one knee at the curly-haired woman's dining table.

When the little follower saw Song Shi, he immediately screamed, hugged his head, and huddled in the corner without daring to move.

The curly-haired woman slowly put down her chopsticks and raised her head to look at Song Shi in front of her, her eyes dark.

Song Shi turned a blind eye and grinned, "I missed my appointment yesterday, I'll make it up today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a fist and punched her in the face.

The curly-haired girl's upper body was soft, so she pressed back and easily dodged it.

Song Shi jumped down from the dining table, using his knees to hit her head.

The curly-haired girl rolled on the spot, stood up two meters away from the dining table, and pushed back her hair that was blocking her eyes.

"I'll go! Yang Miao is so awesome!" A girl onlookers exclaimed. After she finished shouting, she realized that no one around her was speaking. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

The controllers who had gathered around saw Song Shi fighting with others again, looked at each other, and finally decided to stand on the periphery to observe the situation.

Song Shi rushed forward again, "So your name is Yang Miao."

Yang Miao turned her face to avoid her attack and started to fight back at the same time.

In response to Song Shi's question, she pursed her lips and remained silent.

The last time he was beaten to pieces by Yang Miao, Song Shi replayed the scene in his mind countless times in the small dark room and thought of various countermeasures.

Facing Yang Miao again this time, Song Shi responded with utmost caution and practiced the moves in his mind one by one.

"You are making rapid progress." Yang Miao finally said the first sentence, but there was no appreciation in his tone, "Do you think you can defeat me after cracking a few of my moves?"

She accelerated her attack speed and wrapped her upper body around Song Shi. Song Shi was stretched thin, so she suddenly kicked out and hit the crook of Song Shi's knee.

It looked like it was just a limp kick, but the pain quickly spread to Song Shi's entire leg along with numbness.

Song Shi knelt down on one knee, sweating coldly on his head.

I tried to stand up several times with my hands on the ground, but failed.

Yang Miao did not pursue the victory, but bent down in front of Song Shi, grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.

"Next time, don't come to die."

Song Shi twitched the corner of his mouth and did not agree, but asked: "Do you want to take pictures?"

Yang Miao frowned.

"Consider it my tuition."

In the end, Yang Miao took the photo, and Song Shi was taken away by the controller.

……

[Masochism value progress: 55%]

[Anti-abuse value progress: 41%]

……

“Violently beating classmates” and “damaging restaurant items”

"Disrupting dining order"

"Disobeying discipline"

"You will not change despite repeated admonitions"

"Lock the dark room for 40 hours!"

This time when entering the small dark room, Song Shi had a lot more experience than the last time.

In order to cope with the situation of being unable to eat for several meals, she ate two eggs in the morning and drank a carton of milk.

That milk is meant for awakened people to drink. Its nutritional value is much higher than ordinary milk and it is very filling.

As soon as she came in, she sat in the corner where she had been sitting last time. Without wasting much energy, she closed her eyes and began to recall the fight just now, dismantling it one by one, and rehearsing the corresponding moves in her mind.

After doing this twice, she got up and started gesticulating.

Her leg was not broken or injured. Yang Miao did not kill her. He probably just hit a certain acupuncture point on her, causing short-term soreness and numbness. It had been relieved for so long and she had recovered as before.

In the narrow and dark space, Song Shi continued to practice until the temperature in the always cool and damp little dark room continued to rise with her body temperature. Song Shi raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead before stopping.

I feel hungry in my stomach.

Song Shi nestled in the corner and closed his eyes.

……

When I woke up, the temperature in the small dark room had dropped back.

The small water window was opened from the outside, and a bowl of water was handed in.

Song Shi walked over and drank a few sips, then glanced at the time.

8: 30.

She was locked up at nine o'clock in the morning.

Has it been nearly 12 hours, or 24 hours?
Song Shi was not sure, but one thing was certain, time passed faster than she thought.

The light source in the small dark room was once again deprived, and Song Shi's eyes returned to darkness.

She moved her body and continued to start a single simulated battle.

When you are tired, lie down and rest.

During this period, Song Shi applied to go to the bathroom.

The watch clock points to 12 o'clock.

Through a window in the bathroom, sunlight shines in from outside.

Song Shi had an idea of ​​the remaining time.

Returning to the small dark room, she sat in the corner, her body desperately craving for nourishment and her stomach growling.

She no longer conducted simulation training. She had no extra physical exertion. She closed her eyes and began to relax her emotions and exercise control over her violent aura.

Until I fall asleep.

When I woke up again, there was the sound of the metal door being opened.

"The 40 hours are up, you can leave."

Song Shi covered his eyes and stood up, found the door exactly, walked out, and stood at the door to adapt to the feeling of light.

The controller who opened the door for her was the same as last time. He glanced at Song Shi standing facing the light with a complicated look and shook his head silently.

The light in the corridor was extremely bright, but once outside the punishment room, it was dark.

It's 1am now.

There was no one else but the controller on duty.

Song Shi walked towards the apartment.

The room where the controller in charge of the apartment was located was dark. She stepped over the fence leading into and out of the dormitory and walked toward the stairs.

Back in the dormitory, Song Shi washed away the sticky sweat, washed all the accumulated dirty clothes, hung them up to dry, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

The whistle sounded long in the morning, and Song Shi opened his eyes.

The excitement couldn't be suppressed.

After packing everything, she opened the door and went out. On the way downstairs, she met Yang Miao and her little follower.

Song Shi waved to her politely.

The other party ignored her, brushed her shoulder and walked down the stairs.

Song Shi shrugged, not caring, and went downstairs a few steps behind her.

Entering the cafeteria, Song Shi glanced around and did not see Dai Ming's group.

She queued up to get her meal and sat at the seat closest to the door. While eating, she looked up to see if Dai Ming and others were among the people coming in.

From the moment she sat there, anyone who entered the cafeteria would feel an inexplicable coldness on the back of their necks and the hairs on their hair would stand on end.

They looked around and saw Song Shi sitting at the dining table near the door, eating.

Then think of how every time Song Shi came to the restaurant, several people had to be carried out of the restaurant, and they all quickened their pace and stayed away from Song Shi's field of vision.

When Song Shi ate to the end, Dai Ming's group didn't show up.

No one else bothered her.

Song Shi had no choice but to return to the classroom.

(End of this chapter)