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

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, but reached out and grabbed Zeng Xiabi by the collar, like he was lifting a dead pig.

He dragged Zeng Xiabi along and headed towards the supermarket.

A long trail of blood was left on the cement floor.

Zeng Xiabi finally broke free of the cloth in her mouth and screamed like a pig being slaughtered:

"What the hell are you trying to do?!"

"Let me go!"

"I don't want to go in!"

"I...I'm the dean! I'll guarantee you a place in graduate school! I'll find you the best job!"

Jiang Chen stopped and looked down at him, her eyes cold:

"You already know you were wrong."

"You know you're going to die!"

Jiang Chen's lips curled into a cold smile, a chilling grin spreading across his face:

"There are 30 zombies on the roof of the supermarket, and one of them is an exploding zombie that explodes when touched."

"Don't you enjoy taking other people's lives for fun?"

"Today, I'll let you taste what it's like to have your life used as a joke."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiabi's chubby face turned deathly pale, and his obese body twisted like a maggot.

"No! No way! I won't go!"

"I'm the dean! You're just a student, you can't treat me like this!"

Jiang Chen's smile vanished instantly. He raised his hand and punched him in the face, the crisp sound of his nose shattering was particularly jarring.

Blood instantly flowed down Zeng Xiabi's sunken nose.

Jiang Chen's voice was chillingly cold:

"You dare mention schools?"

"You dare call yourself a teacher?"

Teacher Fang Ting stopped what she was doing and stared blankly at Jiang Chen.

She seemed to have heard Jiang Chen's words as well, her laughter sharp and desperate.

Fang Ting strode forward, grabbed the vice president by the collar, and dragged him toward the supermarket.

His strength was astonishing, not at all like someone who had just been injured.

The remaining three men were terrified and writhed on the ground, begging for mercy.

But Fang Ting grabbed them by the hair one by one, dragging them into the supermarket like three dead dogs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zeng Xiabi was in the supermarket, watching four colleagues being dragged in, and then watching Fang Ting walk step by step toward the roller shutter door.

He was terrified:

"Fang Ting! Teacher Fang! I was wrong!"

"I'll never do it again! Let me out! I'll be your slave!"

Fang Ting ignored him.

She stood at the supermarket entrance, looking at the girls outside with red eyes.

His gaze swept over Wen Ruyan and finally landed on Jiang Chen.

Wen Ruyan was about to rush forward and pull Fang Ting out.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and gently pressed down on her shoulder, shaking his head slightly:

"Teacher Fang has completely lost her mind and no longer wants to live."

"She just wants to drag these beasts down to hell with her."

"Teacher Wen...let her go..."

"This was her last wish."

Looking at Jiang Chen's profile, Wen Ruyan finally couldn't hold back her tears and they fell.

She raised her hand to cover her mouth to stop herself from crying out loud, but her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Many girls couldn't hold back and secretly choked up.

Jiang Chen stared intently at Ms. Fang Ting in the supermarket:

"Look carefully!"

"This is a lesson that Teacher Fang Ting taught us with her life."

Fang Ting seemed to understand Jiang Chen's words, and a sliver of clarity returned to her crazed eyes.

With trembling hands, she pulled a crumpled, bloodstained piece of paper from her pocket and, with her last ounce of strength, threw it outside the supermarket.

Then, she burst into wild laughter and yanked the roller shutter shut.

In the last second before the gate closed, a crystal tear slid down her cheek.

*Clang!*

The heavy iron gate closed completely, separating the two worlds.

Immediately afterwards, a loud crash came from inside the supermarket as shelves collapsed.

The roof collapsed with a loud crash.

You can see dozens of zombies falling from the ceiling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

One of the figures, a fat man, suddenly crashed to the ground.

Its body burst open instantly due to the change in pressure, and green bile sprayed out rapidly.

Accompanied by the heart-wrenching screams of Zeng Xiabi and the other four.

The girls watched this scene silently through the supermarket glass.

The loud crash of the collapsing shelves, the frantic roars of the zombies, and the dying screams of Zeng Xiabi and his beasts echoed through the roller shutter, sending chills down one's spine.

Within minutes, the screams completely disappeared, leaving only the sounds of zombies chewing on flesh and blood.

A cold system notification rang in Jiang Chen's and the girls' minds:

All members of Team 12345 are dead.

The team's supplies have become unclaimed.

[You can retrieve it from its vehicle.]

The system notification arrived, but no one showed any joy.

The girls bit their lips tightly.

Several of the more gentle-natured individuals couldn't help but choke up.

This message means...

Teacher Fang Ting is really gone.

The teacher who would pay for the meals for students who didn't have money to eat in the cafeteria.

That older sister who quietly sponsors impoverished girls to go to school.

Even if someone is tortured to the point of mental breakdown...

Teacher Fang, who was determined to protect them with her last breath.

They were left forever in that cannibalistic supermarket.

Wen Ruyan stood there, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the dilapidated bread cart in the distance, and his eyes calmed down.

These supplies aren't urgent. Let's finish the dungeon first, and then we'll collect them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen picked up the bloody calf left behind by the head teacher from the ground, turned around and gave the girls instructions on tactics:

"Alright, the oozing zombie is dead. We still need to kill these 30 zombies."

"Next, I'll use these two legs to lure them out."

"We blocked the entrance and killed them one by one."

"Just like before, I'll block the front, and you guys just need to watch the sides and finish off the enemies."

"This time, I'll leave five zombies for you to practice on."

In fact, these 30 zombies were trapped inside the supermarket, and only two or three people were allowed to pass through the entrance.

Based on the method of eliminating them one by one, and considering Jiang Chen's current attributes, he could handle it all by himself.

Jiang Chen simply wanted to give the girls more opportunities to hunt zombies.

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, the girls wiped away their tears.

The girls, whose eyes had previously held a hint of naivety and timidity, now wore expressions of resolute determination and coldness.

Ms. Fang Ting's lesson was like a raging fire, burning away their last shred of hope for this apocalyptic world.

Jiang Chen was pleased with the girls' expressions and turned to walk towards the supermarket entrance.

Lu Wanzhou walked to his side, her short pink hair fluttering in the wind.

She reached out and gently tugged at Jiang Chen's sleeve.

Having activated her talents one after another, Lu Wanzhou's mental energy was almost depleted, and she felt dizzy in waves, like the pain from staying up all night.

But the look in her eyes as she gazed at Jiang Chen was full of determination:

"Xiao Chen, I'll go with you."

Lu Wanzhou's voice was slightly breathless, but there was no sign of backing down:

"Wherever you are, I will be there."

Jiang Chen reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from Lu Wanzhou's forehead with his fingertips, his tone tender:

"Stop using your talent."

"Just stand to my side and finish me off. With me here, you won't get hurt."

Lu Wanzhou wanted to argue back, but Jiang Chen silenced her with a look.

She pursed her lips, but the tips of her ears quietly turned red.

In the end, he obediently nodded, gripped the baseball bat tightly, and stood guard firmly to Jiang Chen's side.

This is a tacit understanding ingrained in them since childhood.

Xiao Chen took the brunt of the damage while she waited for an opportunity to finish off the attackers.

The two worked together seamlessly.

Jiang Chen walked to the supermarket entrance, bent down, and picked up the piece of paper that Teacher Fang Ting had thrown away.

After taking one look, his pupils suddenly contracted.