5.1 The Mythical Creatures Campus

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On the windowsill, the sparrow was chirping to his mouth.


The warm orange sunlight shone into the classroom through the window, warm and peaceful.

This was supposed to be a class for catching up on sleep.

In the classroom, the students all wore blue and white striped school uniforms with six characters embroidered in regular script on their backs: Wenhan Wushu Academy.

Judging from the age group of the students, there are old people with gray hair and teenagers with immature bones. This is obviously not a regular college, but an adult education institution open to the society. There are old and young among the students, and the same is that they all have rounded eyes, looking at the teacher as if they are watching their ancestors who just crawled out of the grave.

"Show me this set of fists carefully, and recite it to death!" The middle-aged man in martial arts uniform stood on the podium with a ruler, looking like a generation of masters who had just come out of the mountains. It's an NPC that has appeared from the moment the game begins, calling itself Teacher Wu.

In the corner of the classroom, the pen in the little girl's hand began to vibrate violently, and tears blurred her eyes, which prevented her from completely tracing the graphics on the blackboard.

Because once Teacher Wu gives a request, he will ask questions after 20 minutes. If a student answers incorrectly, groups of skeletons will appear on the window.

Those skeletons would also spontaneously combust, and each time they appeared about a minute or so, they would spontaneously combust on time, and at the same time, they made terrifying screams.

Even though it didn't cause physical damage to the player, the tossed and tossed so repeatedly all morning, tormented everyone's spirits to the edge of the cliff.

Someone carefully looked at the pair of sparrows on the windowsill. The sparrow's beak was connected to a miniature dinosaur fossil. The two beaks pecking at each other for a while, and one of the beaks actually fell off.

Every detail in the classroom reminds everyone: the game is on! Don't act rashly, don't be stupid enough to be a stepping stone for others to clear customs!

After a morning, no one has emerged, and similarly, no player has obtained clues.

"Wei Xiaoqing! Who allowed you to pass notes in class!" Teacher Wu screamed, and everyone froze at the same time, cold sweat dripping down.

Wei Qing held the paper airplane in his hand, and halfway through the stance, he was suddenly called out. It wasn't like he threw the airplane out, and it was even more wrong to hide it.

Teacher Wu walked to Wei Qing's position by the window with his short but neat legs. He grabbed the paper plane and unfolded it. On the paper, he wrote the standard national standard style with a marker: I can't do it, help me.

The two words after "help me" were crushed, but it didn't affect Teacher Wu's judgment: "Want someone to help you? It's beautiful, come on, recite the name of the boxing you just taught!" The

boy looked He looks like a new player. When he sits, he is not much different from the figure before and after him, but when he stood up from his position, he was actually two heads taller than Teacher Wu. He lowered his head, his pale face hanging on With thick dark circles under his eyes, he was obviously frightened.

Everyone sweated for Wei Xiaoqing, and everyone began to pray in their hearts, because as long as the students could draw half of their fists, half of the skeletons would pop out.

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