(BL)(MTL) After the full-level boss strayed into the infinite game

chapter 115

"Let me introduce myself. Starting today, I will be the head teacher of the inferior class. My surname is Zhao, and you can call me Mr. Zhao."

"Let me briefly talk about your work and rest system."

"The time to get up in the morning is 6:00."

"At 6:15, everyone gathers downstairs for running exercises."

"Dinner opens at 7:00, morning self-study at 7:30, first class at 8:10."

"The curriculum of Wensong High School, in addition to the most basic language, mathematics, foreign, science, and literature, there are also quality courses such as music, physical education, and aesthetics."

"The test is conducted every 3 days, and the content of the test is to randomly select one to three subjects."

"At the end of each exam, the school will reassign classes based on the test scores of all students, with clear rewards and punishments."

"On the 18th day, there will be a mock test, and the content of the test will be all courses."

"After the mock exam, the last class classification will be carried out. Wensong High School does not support idlers, let alone waste. Students who are still in inferior classes by then will be separated by the school."

"That means expulsion from school."

"What will happen after leaving school?"

The teacher with black-rimmed glasses was standing behind the podium talking about school rules when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

His voice stopped suddenly, and the dark eyes hidden behind the black-framed glasses stared at the place where the voice came from.

It was a player in the front row who asked the question. Seeing the teacher's strange black pupils, he secretly swallowed and quickly lowered his head.

This teacher's eyes are scary, except for the outer circle of white, the inner pupils are pure black that cannot cast a glimmer of light.

The pupils of the eyes are very large, covering almost the entire eye socket.

Those huge pupils looked over, as if being stared at by something unclean.

Teacher Zhao glanced at the man indifferently with his lifeless eyes, and then said in his characteristic dead voice: "After dropping out, you will get out of school."

Another student yelled in fear: "But isn't there a monster outside? You mean to feed us to the monster?"

Teacher Zhao frowned, "We are only responsible for sending you out of school. As for what happened to you, it has nothing to do with our school."

"Did I treat you too well? Let you not know what it means to respect a teacher?"

Outside the window, a gust of cold wind blew in, making the curtains rattle.

A clock hangs above the blackboard.

The clock can still move, and the clock just landed at 9:00 at the moment.