![]() The bullet chat cheered with them, spamming, , Laughter was interspersed with explosions, brimming with primal joy. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts. “Hahahahaha!” We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. They brought fire from the rupture in the quadrangle, swiftly dashing to the teaching block and spreading the precious flames across every classroom. Smiles of pleasure spread across their faces as they got their revenge. Now, all of Class 9 rushed forward with their books, as though forgetting the bloody welts across their backs and the searing pain that came with every step. This morning, they heaped all the books and exam papers at the entrance. None of the classes had been idle, especially Class 9 who had taken advantage of this time to amass enough books and exam papers. Soon, the contenders in the live broadcast found the preparations that the trainees had made in the past half-month. On the bright side, it wasn’t as though the trainees hadn’t been prepared for this. The grim situation faced by the trainees had the bullet chat on tenterhooks. Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden. During this, not only did they have to meet the system’s criteria of destroying the instance, but even had to survive to the end to fulfil both tasks. Based on the schedule, they’d still have to stay here for four hours. The series of operations just now was swift and well-executed. If they blew up the school during the midterms, they wouldn’t have been able to complete the main task, but instead be lifting a rock and smashing it on their own feet. This was also the reason Zong Jiu said he thought of an idea before, but it could only be implemented during the final exam. Why they could only act now was because the instance would only end at noon today. Staying here would only lead to the doors of death. Depending on the safety perimeters of the Corpse Pit, it was even possible that the teaching block might crumble too. With body language as his only option, Zong Jiu could only pull them out one by one before proceeding. Not only did they suffer light burns on their skin, but their ears were also bleeding from the powerful sound and were unable to hear anything for a while. They were the closest to the centre of the blast. What was even more ironic was the fact that these trainees were merely applying the knowledge they’d learned during high school chemistry.Īfter the first blast passed, Zong Jiu tugged the trainees around him, towing them with him as they stumbled away. In the end, this area turned out to be their burial ground. They had put the exam paper storage room and Corpse Pit in one place, deliberately setting up a robust load-bearing structure so teaching assistants could concentrate on guarding it in a secure facility. This might have been beyond the wildest dreams of the staff at First High School. Thus, trainees who were in front of the iron gate were able to escape with a buffer from the stairs. Therefore, although the explosion occurred in the underground tunnel, the direction of the explosion was horizontal, and though the vertical direction was engulfed by fire, it still staunchly endured the first wave of explosions due to the high load-bearing force. ![]() It was uncomfortable for the trainees outside the iron door to be in such close quarters to the explosion.įortunately, First High School built its underground area based on the design standards of air-raid shelters. All coming together to become the perfect accelerants for the flames that seemed to sweep heaven and earth in a roar of rage. Millions of papers stacked to the ceiling, printed in advance, the source of suffering throughout the school… all burned.
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