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

Zeng Xiabi and his four companions pretended to straighten their clothes, striking a pose as if they were teachers, but the greed in their eyes was almost overflowing.

Only Zeng Xiabi, that old fox, was good at pretending.

Soon, these people calmed down again.

Zeng Xiabi puffed out his beer belly, put his hands behind his back, and strode over to Jiang Chen.

He originally intended to walk up to Wen Ruyan.

But the girls all stood behind Jiang Chen, giving the impression that Jiang Chen was their leader.

Zeng Xiabi had no choice but to stand in front of Jiang Chen.

He adopted a superior air and sized Jiang Chen up and down.

No?

Who is this kid?

Why do all these beautiful women seem to trust him so much?

How did Wen Ruyan become a teacher?

When they saw me arrive, they didn't even come out to greet me, and instead sent a student to lead the way?

Zeng Xiabi's gaze lingered on the katana in Jiang Chen's left hand for a second.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a glint of greed.

He then glanced at the metal baseball bats in the girls' hands, somewhat surprised.

We've only been traveling for about an hour, right?

How did these students manage to get their hands on such good stuff?

Zeng Xiabi cleared his throat, adopted a leader's demeanor, and began speaking earnestly:

"Ahem! Classmates, I know you're all scared to have suddenly been transported to this horrible place."

"It's okay, the teacher is here now!"

"With us here, we'll definitely be able to get everyone through this dungeon safely."

After speaking, Zeng Xiabi deliberately paused, waiting for the students to respond with tears of gratitude.

He had barely finished speaking when the vice dean beside him immediately chimed in, his tone laced with boastfulness:

"Students, don't worry! Dean Zeng has awakened a powerful B-level talent!"

"As long as you obediently follow the arrangements made by Dean Zeng and us teachers."

"Don't even mention a C-rank dungeon, I can carry you through even an A-rank dungeon!"

The other three male teachers also quickly tried to curry favor with him:

"That's right! After Dean Zeng activated his talent, his attack power reached 18 points! His defense power was also 16 points! Dealing with zombies is no problem at all."

"Alright, hand over your weapons to the teachers. The teachers will guide you through the challenge!"

"Young man, the knife you have is quite good. Why don't you give it to Dean Zeng? Your attributes aren't high enough; you won't be able to exert much strength with a knife."

"Teacher Wen? Come here quickly, let's discuss a solution."

"Yes, yes, Teacher Wen, come over here quickly. Director Zeng is very capable. He can definitely lead us through this dungeon."

The four male teachers took turns praising Zeng Xiabi to the skies, while also taking a jab at Jiang Chen.

Zeng Xiabi nodded in satisfaction, her hands behind her back, her chin slightly raised, her large belly protruding.

He was waiting for these students, who had never been in society, to be grateful to them and obey their every word.

To Zeng Xiabi's surprise...

Instead of being grateful, the students looked at them with disdain.

Lan Xingyao, with a fake cigarette dangling from her lips, chuckled and leaned close to Lan Xingwan's ear, whispering something:

"Hilarious! His attack power is only 18 points even with his talent activated, less than half of the sports committee member's. And he dares to act all high and mighty?"

"The sports committee member is already level 35 with no equipment, and 45 with his katana. If the academic committee member unlocks a new domain, he'll have 61 attack power! One punch from him could make that old geezer shit his ass!"

Upon hearing her sister's words, Lan Xingwan covered her mouth and her shoulders trembled.

She was trying her best to hold back her laughter.

The girls began to whisper and mock:

"What kind of trash is this? They dare to lead us? They even tried to steal our weapons as soon as they arrived! Bah!"

"Exactly! If the class representative were to create a domain, any one of us would have a higher attack power than this old man!"

"Idiot! Someone who sexually harasses female students deserves to be called a teacher? He's a disgrace to the word 'teacher'!"

Zeng Xiabi noticed that not only did the students not obediently hand over their weapons, but they were also whispering and arguing in front of him.

Although I couldn't hear what they were saying, it certainly wasn't anything good.

Zeng Xiabi's amiable smile finally crumbled.

His lips twitched, and the fat on his face jiggled.

Having served as dean for so many years, no student has ever dared to disrespect him like this.

The key point is that even Wen Ruyan, the homeroom teacher, is so rude and lacks manners.

Instead of standing up and persuading the students to hand over their weapons, he hid behind this boy without saying a word, and even looked at me with such disdain.

The vice dean standing next to him couldn't hold back any longer.

He took a step forward, pointed at Jiang Chen, and his voice was as shrill as a eunuch's:

"How can you nursing students from Class 2 have such a lack of respect for your teachers?"

"Dean Zeng kindly wanted to help you, but you don't even offer a word of thanks."

"Still talking to yourselves down there?"

The head of the teaching department immediately echoed this sentiment.

He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"Dean Zeng said he's got you through, so why aren't you handing over your weapons?"

"Believe it or not, when you get back to school, I'll give each of you a major demerit! I'll deduct credits! And it'll be recorded in your files!"

The vice dean saw that Jiang Chen not only didn't react, but also had a cold smile on his face.

He simply walked directly up to Jiang Chen, stretched out his hand, and stared intently at the katana in Jiang Chen's hand:

"Young man, Dean Zeng acted out of kindness, risking his life to help you pass through the checkpoint."

"You should thank Dean Zeng for being willing to help you pass the test."

"If it weren't for Dean Zeng, you students would probably all have died in this dungeon!"

He leaned forward again, adopting a leader's demeanor, and began to press his advantage:

"Now, in the name of my teacher, I am temporarily requisitioning your knife."

"Afterwards, you will not only receive extra credits, but you will also have the opportunity to apply for scholarships."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Chen's agreement or not, he reached out to take Jiang Chen's knife.

Jiang Chen's murderous glare made the vice dean take a half step back.

When the teachers realized that force wasn't working, they turned their attention to Wen Ruyan:

"Teacher Wen, is this the kind of student you taught? They don't even know how to respect their teachers?"

"Dean Zeng meant well, and these students not only aren't grateful, but what kind of attitude is this?!"

"If you continue like this, when we get back, I'll give the entire Nursing Class 2 a major demerit, and I'll notify your parents and the possibility of having to postpone your graduation!"

"It also needs to be recorded in the file!"

Zeng Xiabi's lips curled up slightly.

He's used this trick for over a decade, and it's always worked.

Students are most afraid of being notified to their parents or having their graduation delayed.

Once these two cards are played, even the most stubborn student will have to bow down obediently, and even the prettiest girl will have to kneel before him.

Zeng Xiabi stood with his hands behind his back, his beer belly protruding, waiting for the group of students to back down.

But after waiting for about ten seconds, no one spoke.

The girls just stood there, staring at him like he was an idiot.

Not a single person showed any fear in their eyes.

Zeng Xiabi's smile froze on his face.

Not right.

Why aren't these students afraid?

Jiang Chen slightly raised the [Katana - Thunder] with his left hand:

"You just want to steal our weapons, don't you?"

Jiang Chen sneered:

"Do you need to use the school's methods to pressure us?"

He glanced at the five so-called "teachers," his eyes full of disdain:

"Oh, by the way, we never acknowledged you as 'teachers'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girls all chimed in with their agreement:

"Exactly! Who acknowledged you as our teachers?"

"A group of girls who were sexually exploited and harassed by men, do they even deserve to be called teachers? They should be called 'old-timers'!"

"You've already time-traveled, and you're still trying to pressure us with credits and delayed graduation? Idiots!"

"Pah! Disgusting!"

"Just one word: disgusting!!"