abnabooks Chapter 135 So Heavy
Chapter 135 So Heavy
Qi Yan solved the problem very quickly. After cleaning up the remaining nightmare beasts, he walked towards the corridor.
As soon as he stepped into the corridor on one side, a cold breath swept through his body almost instantly.
Qi Yan calmly released a few soul threads to explore the path.
In terms of the multi-functional use of soul lines, the so-called pathfinding is probably the most useful.
Da da da……
Obviously Chen Hao and the others also entered this space, but there was no sound in such a huge place.
Either others were too cautious, or there was a special reason to cover up the sound.
Classroom 303, according to the general situation, may mean the third class of the third year of high school.
Then he must now find the building that belongs to the third year of high school.
Qi Yan turned around and walked towards the corridor on the right.
He had to first find a classroom and find a reference.
That way you can get straight to the point.
"Wow, there are new classmates~"
Suddenly, a young girl's voice came out of the empty classroom.
Qi Yan's heart tightened——
His soul line didn't feel any movement.
This is really an unpleasant discovery.
He turned his gaze to look at the classroom next to him. Tables were scattered on the ground, and piles of white paper lay quietly at various corners.
There was no one, as if the voice just now was just an illusion.
When a person walks on the road, he will always have various hallucinations. Sometimes he is suspicious that someone is following him, and sometimes he is suspicious of someone whispering.
But Qi Yan believed in himself deeply, and he didn't think that what he just said was his fantasy.
After all, with his psychological endurance, he wouldn't be so simple to become suspicious.
Although Qi Yan was a little troubled by this illusory existence, Qi Yan quickly gave up the struggle to find the other party.
The main goal now is to find that reward.
Of course, he didn't necessarily say that he needed it, but there was an idea pulling him, and it was best to give it a try, because there might be some special information hidden in it.
"120...Class 120 of high school?" Qi Yan clicked his tongue, then quickly turned around and started climbing the stairs. According to this classification, 303 should be on the top floor.
His speed is extremely fast, and his strength far beyond that of ordinary people bursts out almost instantly.
"I never expected that the full burst of speed was actually for climbing the stairs." After Qi Yan jumped to the top floor, he didn't forget to laugh at himself.
"302, I am indeed a sophomore in high school... huh?"
Qi Yan stopped and was a little surprised.
"This building in the middle is the senior high school building?"
Why, the third year of high school is praised by all the stars?
Which principal is in charge here? Isn't it troublesome to move the table?
Although he felt speechless in his heart, Qi Yan quickly found Room 303.
Probably because he was too fast, no one arrived at this moment.
"Creak..."
The old wooden door was pushed open by Qi Yan, and the sound it made made him worried that the door would say goodbye to the world in the next second.
However, the wooden door was obviously very strong. It did not suddenly turn into a handful of ashes, nor did it fall to the ground instantly and be broken into pieces.
"Hey, welcome new students~"
A high-pitched female voice suddenly sounded as he entered.
Qi Yan almost instantly opened a layer of soul thread and swept around!
But it was no use, there was nothing around.
There was no one in the classroom, and the rotten and old atmosphere lingered in the air.
Those words just now seemed like hallucinations, they had never appeared before.
Qi Yan was silent for a while and then withdrew his soul thread.
Compared with other classrooms, the tables in this classroom are more neatly arranged.
They didn't fall together crookedly, but were arranged one-on-one like a square array.
Among them, there are ten plates placed on the central table.
The porcelain cover conceals the specific contents inside.
Qi Yan's eyes lingered on it for a moment, then he walked over.
Before my hand even touched the plate, a clicking sound appeared out of thin air.
When Qi Yan looked up, he saw a white screen appearing in front of the old blackboard.
Immediately afterwards, lines of words were revealed.
"The 10 plates all contain Struggling Dumplings, but their fillings are different. Some are chili mustard, some are ordinary fillings such as bitter melon, but some are... You can only choose one of them to take."
“Remember, you have to finish the dumplings you choose!”
Qi Yan: "..."
How many holes must there be in this dumpling to compare chili mustard and bitter melon to ordinary fillings?
Qi Yan didn't dare to imagine what dumplings with just chili mustard or bitter gourd would look like.
For the first time, he looked hesitantly at the ten pure white plates in front of him.
I don’t dare to open it directly, maybe I just choose it directly.
While he was hesitating, there were footsteps outside the door.
"Who designed it? Why is the third floor of the high school on the middle floor?"
Accompanied by the sound of cursing, Luo Huan's figure walked into the classroom.
"Huh? Boss Qi came so quickly?" Luo Huan was a little surprised when he saw a familiar figure.
"I think compared to you, I'm just a freshman."
After all, he is no longer a young boy, but Qi Yan, a new student, is actually stronger than him.
This is somewhat creepy.
Is this the so-called S-level talent?
He quickly saw the content on the blackboard clearly and walked to Qi Yan's side.
"That's not good. Can't you open the lid and check?"
"cannot."
"Then we can only choose blindly?"
"If nothing else happens."
Luo Huan sighed, "I've never liked outbursts. What should I do if I start to get scared?"
Qi Yan shrugged. In fact, he felt that his character was just like that.
"Choose?"
Luo Huan glanced at Qi Yan, it was useless for them to be in such a stalemate.
"First come, first served, you choose first."
It can be seen that Luo Huan is really free and easy, and when he says this, he must not be prepared to struggle.
Qi Yan didn't want to struggle anymore. He reached out and picked up a plate without looking.
As soon as he took it, he quietly added a little more force.
I always feel that the plate in my hand is a little extra heavy.
When Luo Huan saw that he had taken it, he lowered his head, twirled his fingers in a circle, and then picked up a plate.
But I almost didn’t move it the first time.
"Why is it so heavy?"
Luo Huan raised the plate with a shocked face, suspecting that what he was holding was not dumplings but a barbell.
"Maybe this is the power of hard work."
Luo Huan: "..."
He shuddered, such cold words.
Qi Yan took the plate and found a seat and sat down.
He didn't mind the mess either, so he just threw the plate on the table.
Anyway, what should be dirty has already been dirty.
"I can't find what's inside." Luo Huan sat next to him imitatively, not wanting to lift the lid.
How can I describe this kind of mentality? It probably means that I don’t want to face my own choices. Even if the outcome is already determined, I still want to struggle.