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

The playground suddenly became quieter.

In the Class 9 line, a tall, thin boy lowered his head.

He hid his face in the shadows, his fingers clenching silently.

Li Juefeng slid his finger across the screen.

The next record was revealed.

December 7, 2023.

[Incident: While eating in the cafeteria, Li Shuiwang was seen surrounded by a group of students, covered in food, squatting on the ground picking up scraps to eat.]

When asked why, several students from Class Two complained that he kept changing his mind, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and that he ate with his hands. They felt it was a waste to give him the demon general-level beast meat distributed by the school.

So they stole Li Shuiwang's share of monster meat for the month and kicked over his rice bowl.

[Punishment: The student involved has been disqualified from purchasing monster meat as a deterrent.]

Li Juefeng paused for a moment.

He saw the last line.

【Remark.】

Even if Class 9 is a bit weak, they're not someone others can bully.

[Get out of my way, all of you! You're all crazy!]

In my eyes, they are just children who need to be gently guided back to their roots.

Li Shuiwang stood in the crowd, and the colorful copper bell in his hand suddenly stopped shaking.

He was still smiling.

But the sound effect of laughter was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

There's much more to come.

One.

Two.

Three.

Li Juefeng read on, line by line.

The toilet is blocked.

Seize martial arts resources.

They deliberately made fun of the shortcomings of the students in Class 9.

Mistaking silence for weakness.

To take non-resistance as acceptance.

Every single one of them matched the words that the students had been forced to say by Ye Chuhao, and was even worse.

The students, who had been full of indignation just moments before, seemed to have been awakened by a bucket of cold water.

Their faces gradually turned pale.

"No! That's not how it is!"

"Slander! It's all slander!"

"Brother Chen, don't believe them!"

They looked at Chen Ming as if he were their last lifeline.

"Brother Chen!"

"Say something!"

"This is all slander; how could we possibly do such a thing?"

"Shut up!"

Chen Ming roared angrily.

His voice trembled from blood loss, yet it drowned out all his explanations.

He looked up, his eyes red-rimmed.

"You bunch of bullies from the stinking sewers."

"Does he even deserve to stand on his high place and bite back at others?"

The group of students froze.

Chen Ming staggered to his feet.

The gun barrel was still piercing through his right shoulder, and with every breath, the veins on his forehead bulged with pain.

He turned his head with difficulty and met Ye Chuhao's eyes.

The boy sitting in the chair remained lazy, but his gaze was so calm that it sent chills down one's spine.

Chen Ming's chest heaved violently.

After a moment, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I was wrong about this, and I will take responsibility."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the level seven dagger at Li Juefeng's waist.

"Lend me the dagger."

Li Juefeng was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously looked at Ye Chuhao.

Ye Chuhao, who had been sitting lazily, finally sat up slightly.

"Give it to him."

Li Juefeng drew his dagger and handed it to Chen Ming.

Chen Ming took it with his left hand.

He bit the hilt of the dagger with his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

The surrounding students seemed to realize what he was about to do, and their expressions all changed.

"Chen Ming, are you crazy?"

Chen Ming did not answer.

next moment.

"what!"

He roared and suddenly pulled his body to the left.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh tearing apart rang out.

Chen Ming ripped his right shoulder off the gun barrel, tearing open large pieces of flesh.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining half of his school uniform red.

"Tick-tock".

"Tick-tock".

Blood dripped onto the grass from his trembling fingers.

All sound at the scene disappeared.

Even Yan Cong stopped joking around.

Ye Chuhao looked at Chen Ming seriously for the first time.

Yan Cong deliberately avoided piercing the meridians and bones with the spear.

Once it's removed and Lin Fan treats it, it will recover quickly.

But by tearing it off, Chen Ming essentially destroyed his own right arm.

For a martial arts student in the early stages of learning, this is almost like ruining their future.

But he did it.

Just now, he genuinely believed that Lu Changming was being unfair, and that he would dare to stand up for those students.

stupid.

impulse.

They are easily swayed.

But this childlike innocence is genuine.

more importantly.

In Ye Chuhao's eyes, the wisp of black energy behind Chen Ming was actually dispersed by his own will at this moment.

He didn't have the same opportunities as the group in Class 9.

Without the protection of a favorable destiny.

There was no favor from Heaven.

He was just one of countless ordinary teenagers.

But with a single breath, it forcefully broke free from external erosion.

He was just an ordinary teenager.

It'll get your blood pumping!

They'll be swept away by their emotions!

You will make mistakes!

But he actually dared to admit it! He dared to take responsibility!

Dare to use your own methods to bring back a polluted heart!

"Oh."

Ye Chuhao leaned back in his chair.

"Lin Fan".

"Take him down for treatment."

Lin Fan nodded with a complicated expression and stepped forward.

But at that moment, the group of students behind Chen Ming panicked completely.

The flag that was blocking their way fell down.

They could no longer hide it.

"Chen Ming!"

"What makes you think you're wrong?"

Someone pointed at Ye Chuhao with darkened eyes and a ferocious expression.

"Isn't it true that he was in a relationship at a young age?"

"Isn't it a fact that he broke school rules?"

"So what if we bullied the people from Class 9?"

"Is it true that Lu Changming did not treat everyone equally?"

Another person suddenly pointed to the still loading screen.

"And that Desolate Heavenly Emperor!"

"Is it true that he accused the soldiers who fought to the death?"

"On what grounds?"

"Why are we treated like trash from a stinking ditch?"

"Why do they think they can judge us just because they're in a superior position?"

The sounds came one after another, and black energy surged in their eyes.

The smile on Ye Chuhao's face vanished completely.

The air around the playground suddenly froze.

Everyone in Class 9 looked up at the same time.

The soldiers of the First Division of the State Guard instinctively gripped their stun guns.

On the high platform, Ye Long's gaze darkened.

And at that very moment.

The circles that had been stuck on the sky for so long finally stopped, little by little.

The dark screen lit up again.

Ai Kun's voice, accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity, once again resounded throughout the world.

"My darlings, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting!"

"Let's continue..."

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Four chapters are presented. The God of War arc is nearing its end, the Dragon King will briefly return, the reason for the protagonist's late arrival will soon be revealed, and the reason for the sudden interruption of the celestial curtain will be disclosed.

And—cough cough, Baozi, well, the main contractor has surrendered.

How about I update three times a day from now on? I'm afraid that one day I'll break the 2,000-word mark and start asking for more updates, then I'll have to write 10,000 words a day...

That awful line manager wouldn't let me take leave today, so I had to go first and make up an excuse that I needed to get my wisdom teeth pulled before she let me go.

By the way, I don't think Chen Ming's character was forcibly whitewashed, right?