Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"No, there's not enough time. It takes half an hour to walk from here to the office, and that doesn't even account for the mutated plants along the way."
"Take care of yourself," Tan Ming said.
In the next moment, Tan Ming collapsed into Yan Qing's arms, who helped him sit down on the ground. The spot where the Plum Blossom Tree used to stand was now just a large pit.
Tan Ming opened his eyes and let out a bleat, startling Yan Qing. Yan Qing quickly covered his mouth, hoping that Tan Ming would find a clue. Even if he couldn't find one, it would still be good to have him back by his side at the last moment.
As Tan Ming opened his eyes again, he found himself at the Agricultural College. Behind him, a group of students was chasing after him. Some of them, unable to bear their hunger any longer, bravely made their way here.
Next to the Agricultural College, by the cornfield, they were roasting a pig over an open fire, and the aroma of meat wafted through the air.
Tan Ming dashed out of the Agricultural College and ran towards the teaching building without feeling tired. On his way, he passed by Dong Yuan Building and deliberately looked up; the dormitory corresponding to his position had not been struck by lightning. His heart sank.
He reached Li Yan's office, and twenty-six minutes had already passed. Only twenty-three minutes remained.
The office was tidy, with a stack of documents neatly arranged on the desk. Tan Ming walked over and knocked the documents onto the floor. The first thing he saw was Jiang Jie’s makeup exam paper.
Tan Ming recalled that Jiang Jie had said before her death that she knew who the murderer was. How did Jiang Jie come to that conclusion?
On the ground lay a report and a data sheet. Tan Ming studied them intently, his mind racing for twenty minutes. All the clues flowed through his mind in a continuous stream, aligning one after another. Tan Ming had never felt so clear-headed before.
In his mind, the system began to activate. The messenger appeared. The Prophet predicted the werewolf. The dormitory was struck by lightning. Xiao Wang was voted to death. Jiang Jie was dead.
Suddenly, he chuckled softly. It turned out they had known the answer all along. Both the system and Li Yan had been hinting at the solution. This was a thorough act of revenge!
At that moment, the system's voice rang out. Jiang Shi self-destructed his Wolf Messenger identity, and disciplinary action commenced. The Master Ban calmly accepted this outcome.
"Lao Ban, you—Li Jianping—stand up," he said in surprise. "Why?" His voice trembled with confusion.
The Master Ban smiled, feeling utterly at ease in that moment: this broken system truly deserved to end! He could no longer wait for Tan Ming.
As he spoke, flames ignited around him. Li Jianping watched, his eyes stinging with tears. Master Ban was being consumed by the fire before them, bit by bit. The disciplinary action had ended, but the game continued.
Li Jianping cursed angrily, weeping, " Master Ban, you’re gone!"
Tan Ming paused for a moment. After switching identities with the sheep, only two minutes remained. Yan Qing was also about to self-destruct. They had no time left.
But Tan Ming stopped him. "Not you!" he said, gripping his hand tightly.
He woke up in Yan Qing's embrace. "If it’s not me, then who else could it be? It just had to be our dorm that got struck by lightning, and of all people, it had to be me." Yan Qing wasn’t foolish; he simply didn’t want to think about it.
Comment 0 Comment Count