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After a short recollection, when Yu Jing and Zhenzhen returned to the [canteen area], it was exactly twelve noon.
The cafeteria was already full of students, and the tables were filled with almost the same foods in Yujing's memory, but these dark dishes didn't make Yujing feel sick too much. In the past three years, Yujing was not used to the [canteen area] Except for a few special dishes, the general dishes have long been used to.
"Luck is really good!"
When Yu Jing looked out of the window, the extremely conspicuous history teacher was approaching the [canteen area] step by step with a big coffin on his back.
"What are you going to do?" asked the senior.
"Let's talk to the teacher head-on and see if he can take us to the fourth floor. We are the special students arranged for him by the school this time. Besides, I know the history teacher well. Let me try to talk to him If If there is any abnormal situation, please use the scroll ability to help me out of danger, senior sister."
"You are really brave."
Sister Zhenzhen stepped back a little bit, watching the students who were eating at the side with the sound of insects being chewed in their mouths, Zhenzhen couldn't help retching.
After a while, the history teacher walked into the [canteen area] with the coffin on his back, and met Yu Jing who was waiting in the aisle.
When Yu Jing was close to the history teacher's body, the feeling of same-sex attraction spread all over his body, and he felt that the hairs on his body were pointing at the other party, but Yu Jing obviously felt that he was the weaker party who was suppressed.
"Mr. Zhang, do you still remember me?" Yu Jing asked.
Overall, the history teacher looked like a relatively decayed zombie. The dry skin was full of cracks, and even the pitch-black zombie teeth were exposed. He stared at Yu Jing intently with somewhat gloomy eyes.
"Your name is?" The history teacher has never put his mind on teaching, and he can hardly call the students by their names.
"Yu Jing."
"I have a little impression." The history teacher said that there is not much difference from human beings. "You two are the 'special students' arranged for me by the school this time, right? I didn't expect that you have a body similar to mine. Element."
"Yes, I once killed a newly formed zombie and absorbed it."
Yu Jing and the history teacher did not have any grievances during their three-year high school career, so they did not have any emotions in the verbal conversation, and tried to use this teacher-student relationship to get in touch with the history teacher in advance.
"Not bad, are you here for dinner?"
"No, when I was studying in school, I often saw the history teacher go to the fourth floor for dinner. Because I was arranged to be your student this time, I came to the cafeteria to wait for you, and I wanted to meet you in advance." Yu Jing Said with more respectful words.
"Come with me, and help me carry the coffin by the way."
After finishing speaking, the iron chains that restrained him were completely loosened, and the huge coffin on his back was thrown directly towards Yujing.
"Snapped!"
At first he thought it was just an ordinary ebony coffin, but when he touched it in the palm of his hand, Yu Jing realized that he had made a big mistake. The weight of the coffin might far exceed that of a metal coffin of the same volume.
Yu Jing, who exerted all his strength, finally dragged the coffin, and his back seemed to be aching. You must know that when practicing the first chapter "Foundation" of "God Killing Gun", Yu Jing's basic snatch strength reached a maximum of three thousand catties, and the coffin in his hand is estimated to be exactly this weight.
"Let's go."
The history teacher saw Yu Jing bearing the back of the coffin and walking slowly towards the stairs of the [canteen area] without expression.
"Sister, you go ahead, this coffin is a bit heavy."
It was a little easier for Yu Jing to change his posture and carry the coffin on his back.
Yu Jing, who followed at the end, was extremely surprised in his heart. Carrying such a heavy coffin as a daily routine was enough to be regarded as a special kind of experience and practice. However, during the three years of Yujing's study, the history teacher always carried a coffin of this weight on his back except for sleeping, and there was never an exception.
"Is the black zombie so powerful? And the history teacher is definitely not an ordinary zombie, he is too heavy."
When Yu Jing was carrying the coffin and walking in the stairwell, he felt that his knees could not support him and made a "creaking" sound of bones rubbing against each other, and sweat the size of peas slid off his forehead one after another.
"Master, do you want me to help you?" Shen Yixuan's voice came.
"No, the history teacher seems to be testing me on purpose. I don't have any grievances with him in school, and he doesn't have a habit of torturing students. Maybe we can establish a good relationship."
"Hmph! I'm just asking, who will help you! I'm flirting with Senior Sister, chatting so happily in other people's boudoir. "
However, Shen Yixuan's whining made Yu Jing feel a lot more relaxed and smiled.
"There are still two floors left!"
When Yu Jing walked up the stairs leading to the third floor, he vaguely heard cries of pain coming from the third floor. On the stairs, there were 'supervisors' wearing red cloth shoes coming down, because of the special care of the history teacher. However, these 'supervisors' did not stop Yu Jing and Zhen Zhen from going up.
When passing the corner, Yu Jing curiously looked at the inner scene of the third floor that he had never been to before.
In a room full of blood, a group of "supervisors" sat down around a round table. There was an opening in the center of the round table. Students who violated the rules of the cafeteria would be fixed in the center with their heads exposed on the surface of the table.
The student's mouth was forcibly propped open by some kind of device, and the 'food monitors' sitting around kept pouring all kinds of disgusting food from his mouth.
A student whose head looks thinner, his body belly under the table has been inflated like a balloon, which is completely out of proportion to the size of his head. The stomach sac in the body has already burst, and the belly feels like it might explode at any time.
Yu Jing didn't have much compassion, turned around and continued to walk up to the fourth floor with the heavy coffin on his back.
"The breath has changed, so heavy Yin Qi!"
When stepping on the stairs leading to the fourth floor, a thick yin qi permeated the soles of Yu Jing's feet, and even felt like flowing under his feet in a liquid state.
Different from the "Manhuatian Vine" that provides vitality to Yu Jing's body, the "Yin Corpse Body" has the characteristic of absorbing Yin Qi. When Yin Qi is inhaled into the body, it brings a unique feeling. The strength of the body increased, and the feeling of carrying a heavy coffin was relieved.
"Sure enough, the fourth floor of the cafeteria is related to Yin Qi, otherwise there is no reason for the history teacher to come here often."
When Yu Jing officially set foot on the fourth floor, he immediately understood the true meaning of setting the fourth floor.
The history teacher came to the fourth floor of the cafeteria at noon, not for dinner, but for a 'lunch break'. In other words, the fourth floor of the cafeteria is a single dormitory exclusively for the history teacher.
"Put the coffin in the center."
The history teacher raised his arm and pointed to the source of the yin energy in the center of the fourth floor. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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