Star Rail Simulation, but Fate is Crazy

They fit perfectly into this morbid environment, taking distortion as the criterion for survival and development, and pursuing goals that are contrary to normal values ​​without any bottom line.

The teacher looked at the students in the audience.

A subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

These are all talented people!"

The future of the world is improving every day!

At this moment, the teacher on the podium slowly raised his hands and clapped them gently. The crisp sound echoed in the noisy classroom, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"A week from now, I hope to see each of you back here with suitable material."

The teacher's eyes were sharp as he scanned the students below the stage, his tone serious and unquestionable.

"This will be your first assessment for this course. I don't need to explain the importance of your results."

After a pause, the teacher frowned slightly and emphasized his tone.

"And we must pay special attention." He said word by word: "We must follow the great order! We must not violate any rules."

These words came out as soon as the doctor came out.

The students immediately understood as clearly as a mirror.

To find the "right materials", you must obtain them through some "unexpected" means.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ge couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Material..."

He muttered to himself, a thought suddenly flashing through his mind.

"Isn't there one?"

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, his expression became a little strange, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"But why is this material speaking on the stage right now?"

White Dove? White Song!: Chapter 134: We Are All Trying Our Best to Live~

Bai Ge's eyes were fixed on the "teacher" on the podium.

He appeared calm on the surface, but his brain was working fast, thinking about how to turn this dear teacher into "material" for the operating table.

The students around him were still immersed in the frenzied discussion about obtaining the corpse and did not notice anything unusual about Bai Ge.

And the "teacher" didn't seem to notice Bai Ge's inquiring gaze and continued to assign tasks in an orderly manner.

"Remember, the quality of the materials will directly affect your assessment results."

The teacher's voice rang out again, like a cold command, circling and echoing in the classroom.

【Time begins to speed up! 】

The entire school instantly felt like the curtain had been raised on a ridiculous and terrifying "Final Destination" drama, and a strange and dangerous atmosphere permeated every inch of the air on campus.

【Various horrifying "accidents" occur one after another.】

[This insidious method of drugging was quietly used in silent calculations;]

[The assassination operation waits for an opportunity in a hidden corner, a cold light flashes, and life is as fragile as a candle in the wind;]

[Scams and deceptions are rampant.]

[But all this chaos and madness are hidden in the imperceptible shadow beneath the order.]

【On the surface.】

Everything in the world still maintains a beautiful appearance of peace and tranquility, like an exquisite painting, overflowing with soothing harmony.

[People interact with each other in a harmonious atmosphere of brotherly love and respect, as if family affection and friendship have taken deep root in every corner.]

[Even here, you can often see the heartwarming scenes of loving fathers and filial sons.]

【As for why the father is kind and the son is filial. 】

[Since when, the trend of finding a godfather has quietly emerged and is becoming increasingly popular.]

【Today you call me son.】

【I'll call you for material tomorrow. 】

【Let’s discuss our own issues! 】

This is just for school.

More things are still happening outside.

[The lowest-grade material is nothing more than the unemployed or the small-time thugs who operate in the gray area.]

[The higher-level materials are those high-ranking figures.]

“Tsk, tsk, tsk!”

[“Someone really has no brains…”]

"What's up? Played too much Cyberpunk 2077?"

【Assassination of a big shot?】

Do they really have brains?

You watched the live news broadcast through the chip, somewhat speechless.

【I couldn't help but sigh.】

[I've already said it's within the order.]

"Anyone who could do something like this must be an idiot from an orphanage."

"Are you right?"

"My dear teacher?"

[Silver moonlight, like a veil, quietly streams through the window, casting a dreamy and cool glow over everything.]

[The teacher in the classroom and some classmates who planned to "raid" you at night were lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.]

【However, you are out of tune with this quiet scene. 】

Your upper body is almost completely wrapped in bandages, the blood already soaking through them. Under the moonlight, they emit a strange hue, making you look rather pitiful.

[Looking a little pitiful in the moonlight? ]

[At this moment, a dark shadow slowly climbed onto the ground, quietly blocking the pouring moonlight, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.]

【Needless to say.】

[Those students who came to your room to commit suicide must have arrived.]

You narrowed your eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of your mouth.

The scalpel in his hand twirled nimbly between his fingertips, the cold light reflected from the blade flickering in the dim light.

[Suddenly, you laughed softly, and that laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.]

"Waiting for the rabbit by the tree..." You murmured softly, "The ancients never lied to me!"

[Although the voice was soft, it carried a hint of certainty and teasing!]

The scalpel in your hand gleams coldly in the moonlight, illuminating your slightly excited yet calm face.

When those students who came to "seek death" cautiously entered the room, they had no idea what kind of nightmare was waiting for them.

[As the shadow approaches, you seize the opportunity and strike with ghostly speed.]

[The scalpel precisely sliced ​​across a classmate's throat, and warm blood instantly gushed out, splashing onto the ground in the silent night with a dull sound.]

[Before the other students could react, they were already frozen in place by your swift and fierce movements.]

[In just a few moments, these "night raiders" have become the souls of your dead men, providing you with more "material."]

If anyone asks you about it later, just insist they committed suicide in your dorm room.

【after all.】

[In the world of medical students, there has always been such a concept]

【The dead are to serve the living.】

[As for how these people lost their lives? ]

What does that have to do with a weak, pitiful, and helpless medical student like me?

[Under this seemingly absurd yet conventional logic, everything seems to fall into place.]

Without hesitation, you turned and walked towards the "teacher" lying on the bed.

[At this moment, the moonlight shines on the "teacher's" face, outlining a strange tranquility.]

You hum a little tune.

[He gently placed the scalpel against the "teacher's" skin and slowly made an incision.]

[To your surprise, the blood oozing out of the incision is not pure red blood, but a liquid mixed with some shimmering metallic luster.]

[At the same time, a strange electric current overflows from the wound, slightly stinging your finger.]

You carefully peel off the skin, and the sight before you surprises you.

[Inside the "teacher's" body, mechanical parts and human organs are intricately intertwined.]

A metal skeleton supports muscle tissue, while flashing blue light lines replace some blood vessels. A beating heart is surrounded by various sophisticated mechanical devices, seemingly maintaining its beat.

[Next, you focus your attention on dissecting the brain of this "teacher."]

[Under your control, the sharp dissecting tools carefully separate the brain tissue with precise and skillful movements.]

"Hmm? Chip?"

[When you see the chip in the "teacher's" brain, you can't help but be slightly stunned.]

You subconsciously raise your arm and compare the chip with the chip in the "teacher's" brain.

After a closer look, I discovered that there are some slight differences between the two.

So, you quickly look around and soon find a computer.

[Relying on some small tricks accumulated in daily life, he skillfully connected the chip to the computer.]

[With a flash of data reading, a line of words slowly appeared on the computer screen.]

[“Skill Chip – Fighting (Normal Version)”]

[At the sight of these words, you froze for a moment, your mind swirling with doubts and unable to react for a moment.]

[At this moment, a dazzling display of special effects suddenly appeared on the computer screen. Colorful fireworks and realistic salute effects flashed one after another, as if celebrating something.]

"Congratulations—Bai Ge, student number 10086."

[“You have received a reward for the first lesson of the new semester.”]

[You stare closely at the skill chip in your hand.]

[Then, his gaze slowly shifted to the "teacher" before him who was performing an autopsy.]

[At this moment, the "teacher's" body is half-exposed, and a strange scene of machinery and flesh and blood comes into view.]

【What? 】

[Are you guys playing Mechanical Ascension? ]

You stare at the chip in your hand, then slowly turn your gaze towards those "friendly" classmates.

[I don't know if they can hear what you're saying right now, but you still try to comfort yourself, as if trying to find some rationality for this absurd experiment.]

"Hey, look at this."

You spoke softly, your tone surprisingly gentle.

"Your experience this time is but a small step towards reincarnation. But for me, it's a giant leap in my knowledge. If you think about it, isn't it like we're all making progress? Rounding it up should be fine, right?"

【You even hummed a song after you said that. 】

[“We are all living our best~”]