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

Jiang Chen stood in front of Long Tiantian and his group.

The rain pelted him, sliding down the scabbard.

It then trickled down the soaked black short-sleeved shirt.

The soaked short-sleeved shirt made Jiang Chen's well-defined muscles stand out even more.

If Lan Xingyao and her sister see this, they'll definitely have to go to the bathroom again...

Jiang Chen just stood there.

His gaze was calm, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.

Long Tian collapsed onto the ruins, his gold-rimmed glasses askew on his nose, the lenses covered in rainwater and grime.

He tried to stand up, but his legs were as weak as noodles, and he couldn't get up no matter how many times he tried.

The fat guy fared even worse; he wet his pants.

Yellow liquid mixed with rainwater spread out in a large area beneath him.

The remaining boys weren't much better off.

Someone collapsed on the ground.

Someone was huddled behind the broken wall.

Long Tian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He adjusted his crooked glasses and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Jiang...Jiang Chen, we are both students..."

"Besides, living in this godforsaken place is hard enough as it is, is it really necessary to go to such extremes?"

"Besides, what good would it do you to kill me?"

"I'm the student union president of Huajing University. If you dare touch me, when we get back to the school..."

Jiang Chen did not react.

Long Tian swallowed hard and continued, forcing himself to speak:

"Besides, murder is punishable by death!"

"Maybe one day we'll be able to go back. You have to think about yourself, don't you?"

"We don't have any deep-seated hatred, why..."

Jiang Chen finally spoke, his calm voice interrupting Long Yutian's incessant chatter:

"Have you finished saying your last words?"

"What if I absolutely have to kill you today?"

Long Tiantian's expression froze instantly.

Looking into Jiang Chen's emotionless eyes.

He was genuinely scared.

This boy in front of me would definitely dare to kill him.

And they don't care about being a student council president, what school they're from, or what laws they're subject to.

Long Tian gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He whirled around and yelled at the limp boys behind him:

"Get the hell up, all of you!"

"You want to die, don't you?!"

"He's just one person, and there are so many of us, all with talent. What's there to be afraid of?!"

The boys were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.

Long Tian continued to roar, his voice booming through the torrential rain:

"If we kill him, we'll split his supplies equally!"

"We can have our way with the beautiful women on that bus too!"

"Just think about it, that truckload of beautiful women! That truckload of supplies!"

"How long is enough for us to live?!"

"How long is enough for us to play?!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the boys changed.

Fear slowly receded, and greed surged forth.

They slowly stood up.

The fat man also got up from the ground, took out a bottle of yellowish-green bile, and held it in his hand.

Seeing that morale had been boosted, Long Tiantian slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.

The left corner of the mouth turned up higher and higher.

He activated the B-level talent, "Becoming Stronger by Making a Twisted Mouth."

The other boys also showcased their talents.

A layer of silvery-white metallic luster appeared on the surface of a boy's body.

It gleamed coldly in the rain.

Another boy conjured several ice needles in his palm.

The needle tip was aimed at Jiang Chen.

There was also a boy whose fists were crackling with lightning.

When the rain poured on it, it hissed and emitted white mist.

Long Tiantian grinned, his voice full of smugness:

"Attack together!"

"I refuse to believe he can withstand all of our attacks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man slammed the bile in his hand at Jiang Chen.

The glass bottle sliced ​​through the rain and tumbled several times in the air.

The other boys also joined in at the same time.

Ice needles, lightning fists, and the metal-like boy rushed forward.

Long Tian hid at the back of the crowd, his mouth twisted into an even wider crook.

Just then, Tang Yan quickly spoke up to remind her:

"Oh no! He's going to make a crooked mouth!"

"Brother Jiang Chen, tear his mouth apart!"

She was afraid that if she waited any longer, her brother Jiang Chen would kill them all.

So she never got the chance to say the funny joke about the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King.

Long Tian was stunned for a moment.

wrong!

How did this girl know about the effects of her talent?!

Before he could figure it out...

Jiang Chen then made a move.

He raised his left hand and slapped the flying glass bottle.

*Snap—*

The glass bottle was knocked away and crashed into the nearby ruins, exploding into a cloud of yellowish-green liquid.

Bile splattered on the gravel, making a hissing sound.

At the same time, Jiang Chen activated all the effects of his talent, "I'm afraid of pain, so I've maxed out my defense."

A pale yellow crystalline shield instantly covered his entire body.

Not only him, but Tang Yan and Wu Maiduo also developed the same shield.

The ice needles struck Jiang Chen's shield and shattered into powder.

The lightning fist struck, but left not a mark.

Instead, the owner of the fist was wincing in pain.

The metallic boy rushed up to Jiang Chen.

A fist covered in a layer of silvery-white metal slammed into the shield.

"Bang--"

After the muffled thud, the shield remained motionless.

The boy was thrown back several steps by the recoil, his hands trembling in pain.

The fat man was dumbfounded, his eyes wide open:

"No...impossible!"

"None of the attacks had any effect?!"

The boy who had condensed the ice needles was also stunned, his voice trembling:

"My... my ice needles can deal 20 points of attack damage!"

"It...it couldn't even break his shield?"

"What the hell is that monster?!"

The metal-faced boy shook his numb hand, his face deathly pale.

"We can't even break through his defenses?"

"What's the point of fighting now?!"

Long Tiantian, still with his mouth crooked, stood at the very back.

Seeing this scene, I was completely stunned.

Jiang Chen ignored the others.

He lifted his foot and walked towards Long Tian.

The boys, refusing to believe it, continued their attack.

Bile, ice needles, lightning, and metal fists all rained down on Jiang Chen.

Except for the bile being slapped away by Jiang Chen.

None of them were useful.

The shield didn't even have a crack.

Jiang Chen was able to slap the bile away.

The main reason was that they didn't want zombies to arrive and steal their lives.

Jiang Chen walked up to Long Tiantian and stopped.

Long Tian looked up at him, his lips trembling.

He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't obey him.

Jiang Chen raised his foot and kicked Long Tiantian hard in the knee.

*Click*

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and carried far, mingling with the sound of rain.

The pale white bone pierced out from the hollow of Long Tian's leg.

Long Tian was in so much pain that he could no longer keep his crooked mouth.

He screamed and fell backward.

Jiang Chen reached out and suddenly grabbed his hair.

Long Tian was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, and his face was covered in tears and snot.

Jiang Chen pinched the corner of his mouth with her other hand.

Pull it outwards with force.

*Rip!*

Long Tian's face was torn off.

The crack extended all the way to the base of the ear.

This time, his lips were practically curled up to his ears...

Fresh blood gushed out, mixing with the rainwater and flowing down.

The teeth were all exposed, white and stained with blood.

Long Tian wanted to scream, but his mouth had already been torn apart, so he dared not open it too wide.

It can only make a "woo-woo" sound.

Jiang Chen loosened his hair and started grabbing his head instead.

He tightened his fingers, digging them into his scalp.

The attacks from other players continued relentlessly on Jiang Chen's shield.

It has absolutely no effect!

Long Tian struggled desperately, repeatedly stabbing Jiang Chen with his dagger.

But with 188 points of defense.

Long Tian's attack was utterly useless!

Jiang Chen used his arm strength to lift Long Tiantian up.

Long Tian was suspended in mid-air, his dagger still attacking relentlessly, and his legs kicking wildly.

Blood streamed down his face and dripped onto the ground along his arm.

Jiang Chen looked up at him, her face expressionless.

The five fingers continued to tighten.

He was going to crush Long Tian's head alive!