I'm drawing an action-packed anime within a depressing one!

Lu An leaned back: "Unfortunately, fate still hasn't remembered me."

The melancholy look with his head tilted back made He Zhou's lips twitch.

It's rare to see someone who can act better than you.

To describe waiting to die in such a refreshing and unconventional way.

...

So he didn't go out last week.

The kitten came looking for itself.

I got caught up in the storyline and gained popularity but didn't gain any story points.

What about this time?

Why were story points added this time?

He Zhou quickly understood after a moment's thought.

Oh right, it was just now.

As an NPC character, I was finally remembered by the author and given a plot point. This was an active action, so plot points were added.

What if you upgrade to become the main character?

He Zhou had a vague feeling that, according to the logic of the comic, upgrading the protagonist should be more than just a simple matter.

What else is needed for the protagonist of a comic book, besides having the most plot and the highest popularity?

Forget it.

You'll find out later.

"If the character chooses to accept this arrangement based on their own will, or refuses based on their personality, then..."

"If I just tame this black and white cat, I'll make her only want to be with me, and that will be fine."

"That author has no choice but to arrange it, whether she wants to or not."

He Zhou was full of confidence.

Now we've gained the initiative!

No matter what you do!

Of course, we should take the initiative and hold it in our own hands!

...

He Zhou planned to comfortably get through today's general knowledge classes, such as Chinese and math, since he had already learned these things.

Although I used to think I had forgotten everything from the teacher.

However, because everyone in Kirishima is under a lot of pressure, they don't have time to study, and what they are still learning now are some equations.

The only advantage of transmigrating here is that the knowledge he learned before is deeply engraved in his mind as if he has learned it all over again, and he can know the answer to these simple questions at a glance.

But when they arrived in the morning, everyone's eyes were filled with despair and a thick sense of death.

Those depressing sentences that mess with people's mental state start popping out one by one again.

"Has the day finally come to say goodbye?"

"Exams are essentially a selection process and a grand farewell."

"We're just people who were eliminated."

"I really don't know what the meaning of life is. Is the meaning just to be selected one after another?"

Their faces were numb.

At first glance, even though their faces are different, they are inconspicuous in the crowd, as if they all have the same numb face.

He Zhou remained silent.

The plot is starting to unfold, isn't it?

Generally, when everyone starts speaking in a nonsensical way, that's when the plot is about to unfold.

...

really.

A girl carrying a lantern, wearing a white long-sleeved dress, and with a face resembling Guanyin, slowly walked in from outside the door.

Her clothes covered her entire body, not revealing a single hair.

Long, straight black hair cascaded down.

Black hair and fair skin.

The Guanyin face is compassionate yet numb and aloof, and the 3D model is almost as good as a kitten!

"This is definitely the second female lead."

Such top-level modeling could not possibly be done by an ordinary person.

When she walked in, she kept her eyes straight ahead, as if she had a built-in blower next to her.

Every strand of her hair was beautiful, and even the hem of her skirt flowed backwards perfectly.

Her ethereal appearance invigorated He Zhou.

...

There was a commotion in the whole class when she walked in.

"Jiang Yueye!"

"It's Senior Jiang Yueye, the Night Patrolman!"

"Has her lamp pool already reached level three candlelight?"

The lamp in her hand was not a real lamp, but rather a lamp that seemed to emanate from her body and float in the air.

The white light was shaped like a lantern with a handle, and the light inside was as bright as a candle.

She was also wearing the tag "[Level 5 Night Patrolman: Jiang Yueye]".

Level 5 is the lowest level after one has left the internship and entered the formal training stage.

Even though it's the lowest level, she's only a sophomore in high school!

"You must not skip this midterm exam, and you must not submit a blank paper. You must answer the questions carefully before leaving the room."

Jiang Yueye began to explain the exam rules without any expression: "The night patrolmen are only responsible for checking for any abnormalities on the floors."

...

Very good!

Safety!

He Zhou didn't even have time to be happy.

Then I heard the next sentence: "If the resentment in the examination room gets out of control, I will record it, but I will not enter."

"?"

"Although I may not see most of you tomorrow, those of you in the regular classes... have you all accepted the fate that has been arranged for the masses, haven't you?"

Is it a regular class?

They must have gotten used to death by now.

After she finished speaking, seeing everyone's blank expressions, she had a feeling that she had just expected it, and prepared to turn around and leave.

"..."

He Zhou's expression cracked.

Who gave you permission to record this?

Do you record how many seconds it takes us to die?

"Wait a moment."

When He Zhou saw her about to leave, he called out to her almost without hesitation.

Danger! ...

...

All eyes turned to him at once, focusing entirely on him.

He Zhou glanced around briefly. The people around him had no expression on their faces, and they looked like a room full of wooden puppets turning their heads to stare at him. Their gazes were unsettling.

"?"

Jiang Yueye frowned, feeling a sense of displeasure at being interrupted, but more than anything, she was curious.

"what's up."

But the next second, He Zhou's face was full of smiles as he pulled the dazed Jiang Dai up.

"Can we take the exam in the honors class?"

"Just add two more tables."

This sounds like a major plot.

And what she just said meant that if something bad happens, we should just wait to die!

Only a fool would wait to die here.

...

Jiang Dai rubbed her eyes groggily, yawned, blinked, and looked completely bewildered.

"No."

Why not?

"It does not conform to the rules."

"What order? Does that mean if everyone in our class dies, it will be in accordance with order?"

He Zhou was resentful.

"Ah."

But Jiang Yueye said in a calm tone, "It's acceptable."

He Zhou's expression cracked once again.

Then Jiang Yueye, wearing a Guanyin-like face, uttered the coldest words: "Perhaps you should understand that learning to accept death here is the first lesson in the textbook."

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, He Zhou felt indignant. Why should ordinary people have to wait to die? Wait for arrangements? Wait for this bullshit destiny?

Just like in my past life I had to go to school, I had to go to work, I had to…

If you accepted your fate in your past life, then so be it.

I'm already in a comic book world, I refuse to accept this damn fate of being an NPC! I refuse to just wait to die!

So what if I get to steal the lead role once!

He sneered, "Why should we! We accept the arrangements? And what about you? You..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Jiang Yueye's voice was filled with sorrow mixed with numbness: "Us? We died even earlier."

Chapter 10 really put you to the spotlight, kid?

It was drizzling during the afternoon exam.

The rain seemed to have started when Jiang Dai was talking to her, and it hadn't stopped since.

The gloomy, rainy weather made the whole classroom feel oppressive, and the other students in the class were noticeably more anxious.

This is a damn hellish exam.