Survival in the Class: I'm the Only Boy on the Bus

The countdown on the screen is still ticking.

It will not change because of anyone's will.

Jiang Chen stared at the digital clock, his brows furrowed, and his fingertips tapped incessantly on the steering wheel.

14:27:31.

14:27:32.

Ruan Ningshuang, wearing high heels, walked gently to his side.

Ruan Ningshuang crossed her arms over her chest, her right index finger gently touching her chin.

Her eyes were fixed on the four characters above the school gate:

"North Sichuan Middle School"

Ruan Ningshuang frowned slightly, pursed her lips gently, and tapped her slender, fair fingers lightly on her arm.

The girls on the bus became nervous because of Jiang Chen and Ruan Ningshuang's serious expressions, and none of them dared to speak.

The girls all understood that once the sports representative and the academic representative seriously considered the matter together, things would get serious...

Even Lan Xingyao, who had been holding back from making lewd jokes for a long time, kept her mouth tightly shut and sat obediently next to Lan Xingwan. She didn't want to disturb Jiang Chen and Ruan Ningshuang's thoughts at this time.

Bai Nuonuo hugged the teddy bear, her ahoge curled into a small question mark, and her round eyes looked back and forth between Brother Jiang Chen and Sister Ning Shuang with a puzzled expression.

Seeing that Jiang Chen hadn't moved, Lu Wanzhou couldn't help but gently poke Jiang Chen's shoulder with her index finger, then gestured towards the floating screen with her lip:

"Xiao Chen, the mission is complete, are we... not leaving?"

"The countdown is almost over..."

Wen Ruyan had already taken out the D-grade treasure chest from her spatial backpack and placed it in the corridor, waiting for Jiang Chen to speak.

Tang Yan, the little koi fish, was already rubbing her hands together in front of the treasure chest, eagerly waiting for Brother Jiang Chen to give her a kiss, and then spectacularly open it to reveal about a hundred candies.

The other girls were also looking at Jiang Chen, waiting for his order.

At that moment, both huge screens flashed simultaneously.

The image on the screen changed.

The countdown text continued to decrease in the center of the screen, but the background was no longer completely white.

The screen on the right switched to a top-down view, which showed Zhang Zhengyang and his group of firefighters walking into the school gate.

The screen on the left shows the interior of Chuanbei Middle School.

Chuanbei Middle School has three buildings: a teaching building, a dormitory building, and an office building.

The teaching building is five stories high, with neat white tiles on the exterior walls. The rain stains on the tiles look a little yellow under the hazy sky.

The wooden doors of the teaching building are dark red, and the windows are blue.

Several banners with red backgrounds and white characters hung in front of the teaching building, fluttering slightly in the wind:

[Welcome the Kyoto Olympics]

The Senior High School Fun Sports Meet has successfully concluded!

The office building looks similar to the teaching building, with white ceramic tiles and blue glass.

The office building and the teaching building are connected in an "L" shape.

At that moment, the school building's loudspeaker suddenly blared, and the head of student affairs' voice came through, accompanied by a slight static:

"Class teachers, please organize your students to assemble in the designated area on the playground. The fire safety education activity is about to begin."

"Class teachers, please organize your students to assemble in the designated area on the playground. The fire safety education activity is about to begin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuanbei Middle School became lively.

Footsteps, voices, and laughter mingled together, rushing towards the stairwell.

Students from the lower floors walked out of the teaching building first, in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

Those on higher floors could only wait in line, crowding at the stairwell to look down with curiosity.

The students' faces were beaming with smiles, smiles that revealed their hopes for the future, for them to go to university and leave the mountains.

They were wearing blue and white school uniforms, and they gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, on the concrete playground.

"Did you manage to buy Huanhuan? I had my mom buy it for me over the weekend, hehehe!"

"No, my mom said she'll take me shopping again this week. I'm planning to pick out some stickers to put on my backpack."

"Put it on your backpack? You really want to?"

"I'm reluctant to part with it... but it looks pretty good stuck on my backpack..."

On the cement playground, several homeroom teachers were directing students to line up, some blowing whistles and others taking attendance.

Several sycamore trees grew along the edge of the playground, their leaves motionless, without any wind.

Zhang Zhengyang led his team into the school gate and onto the playground.

He glanced at the students on the playground, then looked up at the gray sky.

For some reason, he always felt uneasy.

Lin Wanfeng walked to Zhang Zhengyang's side and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Old Zhang, I feel a bit stuffy today, there's not a breath of wind."

There were indeed many beads of sweat on her forehead, reflecting the light in the dim light.

Zhang Zhengyang took the bag of fire-fighting sand from Lin Wanfeng's hand, slung it over his shoulder, and said with a serious expression:

"Please speak Mandarin when on missions."

Lin Wanfeng shook her slightly tired hands, looked at Zhang Zhengyang's broad back, and smiled slightly.

Behind him, male firefighter Wang Jinchuan was carrying firefighting equipment, but he deliberately shouted something to the female firefighter Xiang Xiaonan beside him:

"Sister Xiaonan... my hands are tired too..."

As he spoke, he switched the equipment to his other shoulder and even swung his arm dramatically.

With her short, ear-length hair, Xiang Xiaonan carried several fire extinguishers, not even bothering to glance at Wang Jinchuan, and walked straight ahead.

She snorted inwardly.

Ha! When rescuing people from a fire, you were the one who carried the heaviest equipment and ran the fastest.

You've only brought a few fire blankets and a few fire extinguishers, and you're already telling me you're tired?

I don't believe you for a second!

Zhang Zhengyang, who was leading the team, didn't even need to turn around; he could tell from the voice that Wang Jinchuan was being mischievous.

He snorted coldly as he walked, his tone deliberately serious:

"Oh? Tired? I think you haven't been training enough!"

"Wang Jinchuan, how about I practice with you tonight?"

Wang Jinchuan stood there stunned, shaking his head frantically, so frightened that he even blurted out his local dialect:

"No...no need, Captain, I...I'm not tired at all! Hehe!"

Just kidding, if the captain were to train me alone, wouldn't I be skinned alive?

I think it's better to be tired now...

Besides, it's just a few fire blankets and fire extinguishers, right? I can handle it!

(ง・_・)ง

Xiang Xiaonan chuckled at Wang Jinchuan's cowardly appearance, then rolled her eyes at him.

"Should!"

The other male firefighters also chuckled, and as they passed Wang Jinchuan, they casually made some teasing remarks:

"Brother Jinchuan~, I'm tired too~" a firefighter said, stuffing the lightest piece of equipment he was carrying into Wang Jinchuan's hands, then patting Wang Jinchuan on the shoulder and leaving.

"Brother Jinchuan~, you're so kind~!" Another firefighter handed Wang Jinchuan the lightest piece of equipment, then patted him on the shoulder...

And so, Wang Jinchuan was carrying a pile of firefighting equipment, almost completely obscuring himself:

"No way? Is this how brothers act?"

Xiang Xiaonan walked ahead, glanced back at Wang Jinchuan who was almost crushed by the fire equipment, and couldn't help but laugh so hard that her eyes narrowed.

Laughable as it may be, she still reluctantly picked the lightest piece of equipment...

A simple filter gas mask...

Wang Jinchuan: ? ? ?

Outside two giant screens on the highway.

Jiang Chen stared at the image on the left-hand screen, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Kyoto Olympics

Huanhuan the mascot

"North Sichuan Middle School"

"June 12"

These pieces of information were intertwined wildly in his mind.

He remembered!

It's an earthquake!

It was that magnitude 8.0 earthquake!

Ruan Ningshuang remembered it too, and subconsciously widened her eyes, clenched her teeth, and took a deep breath.

For once, a look of terror appeared on her usually cold face.

Ruan Ningshuang subconsciously glanced at the time displayed on the digital clock:

14:28:01

She turned sharply to look at Jiang Chen and called out anxiously:

"Jiang Chen! It's an earthquake!!"

The moment Ruan Ningshuang finished speaking, Jiang Chen grabbed his katana and the Golden Desert Eagle, and shouted to the girls:

"Fasten your seatbelts!"

"Wanzhou, protect everyone!"

Jiang Chen's shout was so loud that it startled the girls who didn't know what was going on.

But the girls still subconsciously listened to Jiang Chen and started fastening their seat belts.

Before the girls could react, Jiang Chen had already run quickly to the bus door, jumped off the bus, and sprinted towards the gate of Chuanbei Middle School.

Jiang Chen ran wildly while shouting in his heart:

"There's still time!"

"There should still be time!!"

He thought that if he could run into the school and activate the active effect of "I'm afraid of pain so I've maxed out my defense" directly among the students, he could give them and the teachers a shield that could withstand 146 points of damage.

Even if it can't save everyone, the shield can at least block a lot of damage and should be able to save many people.

Even if all else fails, Bai Nuonuo and I can still treat the injured students and teachers after the earthquake.

Just as Jiang Chen was about to cross the road, he felt as if he had suddenly crashed into a solid cement wall.

Jiang Chen was thrown back several steps due to inertia.

With his 292 points of defense, although it didn't hurt, this 'wall' still stopped him in his tracks.

Jiang Chen, refusing to believe it, punched the person in front of him.

The next moment, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Because he saw that although his punch hit the air, it actually created transparent ripples.

In front of Jiang Chen...

An invisible wall has appeared!

It's exactly the same invisible wall that trapped those vehicles in Huajing back then.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered something Zhang Zhengyang had once told him:

"Don't do anything outside of the instance!"

Just then, the electronic clock inside the bus jumped to 14:28:04.

The two screens floating in the air also stopped counting down.

Immediately afterwards, the entire earth began to tremble erratically!