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

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback.

Awakened One?

He had never heard of that word before.

The system has never mentioned this term.

Could it be that the NPCs in this world call players who have awakened their talents "Awakeners"?

That's very likely.

But what bothered him even more was...

Why would this pregnant woman ask him if he was an "Awakened One of China"?

Jiang Chen didn't answer the pregnant woman's question, but instead asked her:

"Aren't we talking about the language of flowers?"

The pregnant woman was stunned.

She stared intently at Jiang Chen's lips.

She then looked at the lips of Wu Maiduo and Tang Yan, who were interacting with the children.

Looking at their lip movements as they spoke, the sounds they heard didn't match up at all.

The pregnant woman's eyes suddenly reddened.

Tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her dusty cheeks.

Trembling, she pulled a blood-stained rag from her bosom.

The edges of the scraps of cloth were already frayed.

The word "planting flowers" was written in black ink above:

If I scramble the order, he won't be able to translate it.

The handwriting is very neat.

It's obvious that the person who wrote this character knows how to write flowers.

The pregnant woman held the piece of cloth in her hands as if it were a precious treasure:

"Sir...do you recognize these words?"

Jiang Chen stared at the two words, nodded, and read the line of text smoothly:

"If we scramble the order, they won't be able to translate it..."

After reading it, Jiang Chen didn't even feel that anything was wrong...

The pregnant woman's pupils contracted sharply, and her body trembled.

Tears welled up instantly, dripping onto the tattered cloth.

"Finally...finally...I've encountered another awakened being from the Chinese nation..."

Her shoulders trembled, and she only dared to sob, not daring to make a loud noise.

Hazard gently patted the pregnant woman's shoulder with his only remaining left arm, whispering words of comfort:

"Auntie, don't cry...don't cry..."

Other children gathered around.

The little hands patted the pregnant woman's arms, shoulders, and back, coaxing her in a sweet, childlike voice:

"Don't cry, Auntie..."

"My older brother and sister are good people..."

"Auntie, it's not good for the baby if you cry..."

Wu Maiduo watched this scene unfold.

It inevitably brings to mind the aftermath of the magnitude 8 earthquake in 2008.

When Grandma learned that Mom and Dad had sacrificed themselves to protect the students, she cried uncontrollably.

I gently patted my grandmother's back to comfort her.

It took the pregnant woman quite a while to recover.

She wiped her face with her dirty sleeve and took a deep breath:

"I'm sorry... I've made you all laugh..."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "It's nothing."

The pregnant woman looked at Jiang Chen, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes:

About a month ago...

"We also encountered a group of awakened individuals from the land of China."

Jiang Chen's eyebrows twitched slightly.

The Awakened One Month Ago?

Could it be... that they weren't the first people to travel to this world?

The pregnant woman continued:

"They helped us...they gave us food and water...and they even helped us kill all the zombies..."

Hazard suddenly spoke up, his voice urgent, his eyes lighting up:

"That brother named Lin Chen, he's just as amazing as you!"

She excitedly gestured with her remaining left arm, indicating her name:

"He single-handedly killed almost all the zombies in the city."

The other children chimed in:

"Yeah, Brother Lin Chen is amazing! He said... if you encounter soldiers or awakened individuals who can speak the language of flowers, you can try asking them for help."

"Brother Lin Chen also said that most people in China love peace, but we should also be vigilant, because not all people in China are good people."

Hazard looked up at Jiang Chen, his eyes serious.

"You can speak the language of flowers, and the short-haired sister went out to fight off the zombies for us."

"We knew you weren't bad people!"

Jiang Chen listened and remained silent for a few seconds.

This is quite a lot of information.

It seems that, without even realizing it, I've almost wiped out all the zombies in the city.

At least these children won't encounter hordes of zombies in this city where war has ended.

and...

The name Lin Chen sounded very familiar to him.

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before.

Jiang Chen then looked at Tang Yan and asked in a low voice:

"Little Koi, Lin Chen...that name sounds familiar, isn't he from our school?"

Tang Yan tilted her head back and thought for a moment, then nodded:

"He's a senior from the art class at our school!"

"I remember, he was the only boy in their class."

Jiang Chen nodded.

He looked at the pregnant woman and asked the last question that was on his mind:

"Aren't we all talking about the language of flowers?"

The pregnant woman shook her head, her face deathly pale, her voice weak:

We speak Persian.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment.

Hazard explained:

"What my older siblings heard was all translated..."

Jiang Chen frowned.

He looked closely at the pregnant woman and Hazard's lips.

The lip movements and the sound did not match.

It's a bit like watching a foreign video with Chinese dubbing.

He then understood.

The system automatically translates the NPCs' language into a language that the players can understand.

Jiang Chen turned to look at Tang Yan:

"Give us some compressed biscuits and water, just keep some for ourselves."

Tang Yan understood and obediently squatted down.

He placed the space backpack on the ground and began taking things out.

Bottles of mineral water, one after another.

Compressed biscuits, one pack after another.

"A bottle of water, a pack of biscuits, one serving per person."

Tang Yan counted as she took things out, scattering them all over the ground.

Twelve bottles of water, twelve packs of compressed biscuits.

It was just enough for one serving each for the child and the pregnant woman in the house.

Tang Yan kept only three bottles of water and three packs of biscuits for herself, just in case.

Wu Maiduo also squatted down, took half of the supplies, and began to distribute them to the children.

The children were stunned when they saw the water and cookies handed to them.

They stared at the bottle of clear water, then at the unopened package of compressed biscuits, and swallowed hard.

But still, no one dared to answer.

Hazard and the children all turned to look at the pregnant woman.

The pregnant woman smiled and nodded:

"Eat up, your older brothers and sisters are all good people."

The children then reached out and carefully took the water and cookies.

The little hands were filthy, with black dirt under the fingernails.

But when he held the bottle of water, he moved very gently.

They clearly cherished this hard-won food and water.

The children received the supplies but didn't rush to eat them.

Instead, she first looked up at Tang Yan and Wu Maiduo, and timidly said:

"Thank you, sister..."

"Thank you, brother..."

Tang Yan nodded with a smile:

"Sweetie, eat up."

Wu Maiduo smiled and patted the children's heads.

At that moment, the children did not dodge Wu Maiduo's hand.

The children wolfed down their food.

Some tore open the cookie bag and stuffed it into their mouths, their cheeks puffing out like hamsters.

Some people unscrewed the water bottle caps and tilted their heads back to take a big gulp.

Water spilled from the corner of his mouth and trickled down his chin.

They quickly caught the water with their palms and then sucked it up, not wanting to waste a single drop.

Jiang Chen noticed someone.

Hazard neither ate nor drank.

She clutched her share of water and biscuits in her hand.

After all the children had received their share.

Clutching his own share of water and biscuits, he walked up to the pregnant woman and handed them over.

But his eyes remained fixed on the compressed biscuits, and he swallowed hard.

"Auntie, please have some."

The pregnant woman shook her head with a wry smile:

"Hazard, you eat, Auntie isn't hungry."

Hazard forced water and biscuits into the pregnant woman's hands.

The pregnant woman pushed the things back, and even handed her own portion to Hazard:

"Hazard, eat more, Auntie is really not hungry."

How could this pregnant woman not be hungry?

All she knew was that she was about to give birth.

To give birth in these ruins is no different from declaring death.

Even if you don't die, the baby's cries will still attract zombies.

This pregnant woman didn't want to harm these good children because of herself.

She was actually prepared to leave this world today, taking the baby in her belly with her...

Now, all she wants is to leave the hope of life to her children.

Especially Hazard, that little girl.

She was the one who found the moldy steamed buns and biscuits in their hands.

The pregnant woman knew very well that it would be very difficult to find food in this war-torn city full of zombies.

This little girl has suffered a lot...

Hazard looked at the pregnant woman and remained silent for a few seconds.

She sighed softly.

Although she is still young, as a young parent, she has already noticed that something is wrong with the pregnant aunt.

Hazard did not refuse the pregnant woman's offer.

She gave all her and the pregnant woman's supplies to her two youngest children.

The two children took the biscuits and water, looked up at Hazar, their innocent big eyes blinking:

"Sister Hazard, aren't you going to eat?"

"Sister, have something to eat..."

Hazard crouched down and used his remaining left arm to rub their heads:

"I'm not hungry, you two eat."