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"Ah!" the Second Floor Classmate screamed in sheer terror, the sound piercing through the oppressive silence.
This scream triggered a wave of chaos. Tan Ming hurried over, flashlight in hand. The Second Floor Classmate, panicked and breathless, rushed down without having the chance to explain what had happened, desperately seeking refuge behind him as if something terrifying enough to take a life lurked above.
Tan Ming switched on the flashlight and saw behind them a swarm of small bees chasing after them. These bees, with their deep green eyes and sharp mandibles slightly ajar, had bellies that appeared ominously translucent red under the light.
How did these things get in here? Oh my God, they’re filled with human blood!
A classmate let out a chilling scream. They saw that a bee had pierced another student's neck with a stinger as thick as a finger. The moment the stinger penetrated the flesh, the student's neck turned a deep purple as the blood vessels constricted violently, then suddenly burst open, spraying thick, metallic-smelling blood everywhere.
The student collapsed to the ground.
"Everyone be careful! Don’t get stung!" Tan Ming shouted, urging them to light the candles.
Realizing what was happening, the classmates quickly lit the candles they had nearby. The flickering yellow flames illuminated the restaurant.
As they looked up at the ceiling where countless bees hovered, their eyes filled with despair. Yan Qing suddenly thought about how these bees had gotten inside!
The skylight!
Everyone understood at once.
"What should we do?" Shen Jianghuan asked anxiously.
After noticing that lighting the candles kept the bees at bay, Tan Ming seized a candle from a nearby classmate's hands and kicked over several wooden chairs with force. "Oil!" he shouted.
Yan Qing instantly reacted, darting into the kitchen and returning with a bucket of oil. She quickly unscrewed the cap and poured it over the broken chairs. Tan Ming immediately took out his lighter and ignited it.
The chairs burst into flames, roaring fire shooting up and illuminating everyone's terrified faces in its fierce glow.
The faces illuminated by the fire were as pale as paper. A few people stepped forward, carrying torches to light the table legs, forming a line in front. Tan Ming spoke calmly.
"Xu Le, Zhang Yan, grab some metal sheets and bring the ladder behind us!"
Their voices trembled slightly in response. Following Tan Ming's instructions, over a dozen boys raised their burning torches high above their heads, standing at the forefront.
In front of them, more than a meter away, the Bee hovered like a dark cloud. Tan Ming cautiously approached, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. To his surprise, he noticed that as he drew closer, the Bee naturally retreated.
"We need to approach carefully and lure it toward the window to force it out!" His voice was firm and powerful.
The group moved according to Tan Ming's directions, each step taken with extreme caution as they slowly ascended the stairs. The fire below continued to burn fiercely, refusing to be extinguished. A few classmates gripped their torches tightly, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily, fearful that some Bees might still be lurking.
Meanwhile, Xu Le, Zhang Yan, and others held onto the metal sheets and moved chairs, closely following behind Tan Ming. Their heavy breaths sounded particularly clear in the tense atmosphere.
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