The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"His virtue does not match his position!"

The moment the shout was uttered, the scene erupted as if ignited by a spark.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The students who were just watching the commotion were suddenly swept up in the excitement and joined in the cheering.

Yan Cong, mingling in the crowd, had just shouted a couple of times when his mind suddenly cleared and he froze.

"Depend on!"

"What am I doing?!"

His expression changed instantly. When he looked up again, the group of students around him had completely surrounded Lao Lu and his two companions, like a hunting party.

"Damn it, our class's fighting force is surrounded!"

The thought that if he stayed to watch the commotion, something bad would probably happen, Yan Cong didn't hesitate and immediately rushed against the crowd towards the temporary canteen.

Meanwhile, the table in Class 9 had already noticed the commotion outside.

"Hmm, you son of a bitch Yan Cong, what's going on over there?"

Ye Chen, who had just come back to his senses from looking at the sky, subconsciously turned his head.

But the spot where Yan Cong had been standing was now empty.

He scanned the temporary canteen again, but still couldn't find anyone.

Ye Chen frowned and lowered his voice to ask the class monitor in the back seat who was engrossed in reading.

"Hey, Luo Ji, where's Yan Cong?"

Luo Ji pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes never leaving the old book in his hands.

No reply.

Ye Chen was already used to this guy's behavior. He coughed lightly, bent down, and whispered to the curly-haired man.

"Xiao Ai, my classmate."

"Sizzle—"

The curly hair trembled wildly, and actually formed the shape of a little girl.

"Ding! Voiceprint detection in progress..."

"Ding!"

"Level 2 clearance, Class 9 safety committee member, Ye Chen."

After passing the test, the little girl immediately put her hands on her hips, tilted her chin up, and struck a pose that looked like she deserved to be punched.

"Little Leaf, tell me, what do you want with the omniscient and omnipotent God, Little Love, who is the greatest in the universe?"

Normally, Ye Chen would have already ripped it off his head and given it a good beating.

But not now.

Yan Cong has disappeared.

That guy was the only one in the class who knew his identity.

What Ye Chen feared most was not that he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

The worst thing is that if this guy gets excited and starts bragging, his dead father might overhear something amiss, and then it'll be all over.

"Xiao Ai, tell me quickly, where did Yan Cong go?"

"You have to call me Xiao Ai..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Chen had already pulled out a dagger from somewhere and sneered at her.

"You wouldn't want me to take the shape you just assembled back down into a mess, would you?"

"You don't want me to strip you naked again, do you?"

"You, you, you..."

The little girl with the hair immediately covered her body, even though nothing was wrong.

"Tell me! Tell me! He went over there to watch the fun!"

She pointed in the direction where the commotion was most intense.

Ye Chen's expression changed.

The area was already packed with people, completely surrounded by students.

broken.

That bastard wouldn't actually charge through, would he?

Just as he was about to rush out, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure squeezing out from the crowd.

Yan Cong staggered a couple of steps, then ran wildly toward them as if being chased and hacked at.

"boom--"

He stormed into the cafeteria and slammed his hand heavily on the stainless steel table, making all the rice bowls on the table rattle.

"You little rascal, what have you been doing!"

Yan Cong looked anxious and was breathing heavily.

"Everyone, quick! Grab your weapons!!"

"The class monitor, Xingyao, and Lao Lu are surrounded by other students!"

"What?!"

The group of students in Class 9 immediately looked up.

Yan Cong didn't have time to explain and suddenly waved his hand.

"Crackling and popping..."

A huge group of radiant warriors suddenly appeared and smashed onto the table, almost causing it to collapse.

"Quick! Pick one out!"

"If we don't go now, our two leaders will be gone!"

After he finished speaking, he picked up a level seven great hammer and charged out as the first soldier.

Ye Chen stared at the table full of weapons, his eyelids twitching violently.

Nima.

They're all level 7 combat soldiers!

The market price is at least 100 million.

This table has at least a hundred items!

You little bastard, you wouldn't have embezzled my national treasury, would you?!

If that's the case... I'll have no choice but to reluctantly confiscate their property!

While he was still in a daze

Han Li had already appeared in front of the table, his hands moving so fast they left afterimages as he devoured the food!

Ye Chen suddenly woke up with a start and cursed.

"Old devil Han, you took too much!! Leave some for me!"

A group of students from Class 9 also gathered around, and a frenzy of grabbing ensued.

Only Luo Ji remained immersed in that book whose cover was incomplete, revealing only human wisdom, unable to extricate himself.

The little dog on his head was jumping around anxiously, but it didn't dare to disturb its owner.

The next second, the tuft of curly hair "whooshed" out, landed and transformed into a little girl, who rushed over with her short legs.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"You second-class citizens, save one item for Lord Xiao Ai!"

At the same time, the situation on the field has completely spiraled out of control.

The boy in the lead glanced at the faces around him that he had stirred up, and finally fixed his gaze on Lu Changming, whose face was growing increasingly dark.

He felt a rush of heat to his head.

We've all been legendary pilots and gold miners, right?

Isn't it cool?

But he can now tell you definitively that his current feeling is a hundred times stronger than the pleasure derived from those two professions!

That blissful feeling was like lifting him up to the clouds.

At that moment, he even truly felt that he was the one who stood up to overthrow the tyrant.

He will be recorded in the school history of Jinling Wuzhong School.

He will be repeatedly praised by his juniors.

He will become the most dazzling name in today's just crusade.

"what……"

He closed his eyes, slowly opened his arms, and felt an excitement in his chest that almost burst out of his throat.

When he opened his eyes again, his face was full of righteousness. He looked up at Lu Changming and the other two and shouted angrily.

"The Tyrant Lu!"

"Now, don't you owe us an explanation?!"

The surrounding classmates joined in, raising their arms and shouting.

"Confess!!!"

But before the sound wave could reach its peak, a loud roar suddenly erupted from the outside.

"I'll give you a piece of my mind!!"

The students on the periphery suddenly turned around, their eyes widening like saucers, and a torrent of profanities flew out.

"Grass!"

"Damn it, get out of the way!"

"The guys from Class 9 are charging in with knives!!"

The next moment, the crowd scattered in panic.

The figure at the very front was wielding a massive, gleaming hammer, spinning wildly like a top as it charged forward.

Correct.

It's about swinging it and charging.

It was still turning and rushing at the same time.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

The students watching turned pale and scrambled to the side to hide.

"Sizzle—"

The boy suddenly stopped spinning, his foot leaving a shallow dent in the green grass.

The sledgehammer flew out of his hand due to inertia, tracing a high arc before crashing down towards the center of the arena.

"Old Ye! Let me fly!"

"They're here!!"

Ye Chen rushed forward and threw his spear half a meter behind him.

"Zheng—"

The gun tip was driven diagonally into the ground, and the gun body trembled incessantly.

Yan Cong stomped his foot firmly on the gun barrel, then pressed down sharply.

The gun barrel suddenly bent into a full moon.

"Whoosh—"

The next second, he was launched out like a cannonball.

In mid-air, Yan Cong precisely caught up with the flying hammer, gripped it with one hand, grinned, and smashed it down on the student in the center of the arena.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

One by one, the students of Class 9 used the momentum to leap into the air.

They used the long spear as a stepping stone to perform a "blue-silver pole vault" over the large circle of students on the outer edge.

"Hey! Wait for me, Master Ai!"

The little girl, transformed from a ball of curly hair, chased after it desperately with her short legs, dragging a dagger in her hand, her head throbbing in panic.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I haven't gotten on the bus yet, ah—"

Its voice suddenly rose in pitch.

Ye Chen was the last to rush up, grabbed the little gadget, and pressed down on the gun barrel.

The moment the gun barrel bounced up again, he used the momentum to draw his gun and leave.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

All the students looked up.

The last rays of the setting sun had already sunk below the horizon, and night was slowly spreading.

The pale moon and starlight hung high in the sky. The group of soldiers, carrying their shimmering weapons, soared into the air in perfect formation, like a meteor streak flying against the setting sun.

"Wow...it looks so good...they've come to pick us up!"

Xingyao nestled in Ye Chuhao's arms, looking up at the scene with a bright light in her eyes.

"Those brats!"

Lu Changming slowly loosened his grip on the ruler, but the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Luckily, the rescue came in time..."

Ye Chuhao glanced down at Xing Yao, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Yeah, try to rip them off less in the future."

The entire audience was stunned by this sudden "artificial meteor".

Only the smugness on the face of the leading student was quickly replaced by terror.

He meows.

What's so great about it!

They all fell on me!!!

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[Because the author is still working in a factory, he only has four hours to write each day, so the normal update time will be 4,000 words.]

[If there's an extra chapter, I'll add one more if the number of requests for more chapters exceeds 1000.]

[Or, if some big shot were to use money to heavily motivate a junior author, I could even ask for extra chapters just for you.]

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