"Thank you for your hard work today. You are willing to come and see the teacher. The teacher is very touched."
"I haven't seen you for several years, and each one of you has turned into a handsome guy and a beautiful girl."
"Hey, what a pity..."
"I didn't expect that I would encounter something like this today..."
"It's so scary. I've been teaching for decades, and this is the first time I've encountered it... To be honest, let alone you kids, I was really scared at the time."
"Hey! I don't know what's going on in this world. Ever since the strange disease like Lingran appeared, it feels like everything has changed..."
…
night.
Su Ji and his party of six were sitting in a familiar canteen with Lao Ban, eating familiar meals.
Seven or eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, but the dishes in the canteen are still the same.
As before, Su Ji ordered a classic tomato fried rice, plus a portion of steamed catfish and a portion of shredded potatoes.
The moment the food is put into the mouth, the DNA starts to beat.
Sure enough, it is a taste that is engraved deep in my memory and taste buds. As soon as I took a bite, the ups and downs of those years suddenly came to my mind, making me feel mixed emotions.
The surroundings were filled with high school students wearing school uniforms, glasses, and haircuts and ponytails.
At this moment, they were laughing and chatting about the geometric sequence they had just handed in today's math class, and discussing whether they should go for a run on the playground or play badminton after school tonight.
Everything is the same as it was seven or eight years ago...it's just that the protagonist of the youth story has changed.
The gray-haired old man adjusted his glasses, shook his head and sighed, with a complicated and sad expression on his face.
The group of young people sitting in the classroom today are all students he led.
A class of students lasts for three years, but how many three years can a class teacher have?
Now seeing them fall in pain with his own eyes, Lao Ban must feel uncomfortable in his heart.
Fortunately, news came back quickly from the hospital. Today's collective spiritual burning incident was not particularly serious, and no one died as a result.
But injuries are naturally inevitable. It is said that the most serious one may have to lie in a hospital bed for a month.
From this perspective, everyone receives different penalties for failure.
In other words, even though none of them have passed the level, those whose performance in the game is worse, or whose survival time is shorter, will suffer more serious spiritual burning punishment? Su Ji guessed.
But no matter what, the ending is not too bad after all.
Natural and man-made disasters happen every year, and the greatest blessing is that people are fine.
"It's getting late. You all should go home early. I'm also going to watch the evening self-study."
"Such a big thing happened today. Those little brats must not be able to settle down anymore. If we go there later, they might tear down the classroom."
Laoban's tone was a bit reluctant and helpless, "Let's have dinner together next time we have a chance."
"Remember to be safe on your way home."
Everyone nodded, then stood up and sent the old class to the classroom before leaving.
Everyone along the way was silent.
It wasn't until he walked outside the school gate that Zhang Ze couldn't help but break the silence:
"What...what should I do?"
"Don't you feel scared?"
“That’s how we become [players]?”
"Isn't it a little too sudden?"
"Actually... I think so too," Chen Yating continued.
"And it seems to remind me that the next copy will be opened within a month..."
Chen Yating's face was full of melancholy, "I have been taking on a lot of commercial dance performances recently. Where do I have so much free time to prepare?"
"Is this a matter of preparation or not..."
Zhang Ze muttered again, "This is a question of whether we can survive! We just struggled out of the gate of hell!"
"I don't want to go through this again at all!"
Liu Yiyi poured cold water on him: "What's the point of thinking about it? It's not up to the main god to think about it."
"Then I don't care."
Lan Wentao held his cigarette in his mouth sideways, hugged the back of his head, and said nonchalantly, "Actually, if you put aside things like life and death, I think this game is quite interesting, hehehehe..."
"Life is already boring enough, wouldn't it be nice to have something fresh and exciting?"
Yes, yes, for rich people, isn't it normal for life to be a little boring... Su Ji thought to herself.
"Can such a thing be told?" Pang Chao asked worriedly.
"Do you think anyone will believe you if you tell me?"
Lan Wentao shrugged, "You have also heard that those who have not passed the level have had their memories erased..."
"Even if we say it, they won't believe it."
"Where's Su Ji?" Chen Yating whispered, "What do you think?"
"I don't know either." Su Ji gave a helpless smile, "But one thing is certain, as time goes by, the number of new [players] will become more and more."
"I think so too." Liu Yiyi nodded in agreement, "When the number of [players] increases, Dongxia officials may not be able to suppress these news."
Su Jixin said that she could hardly hold back anymore...
Since the frequent occurrence of spiritual burning phenomena this year, an overwhelming amount of relevant information has appeared on the Internet, but it has always been blocked by official channels and media.
It is estimated that before long, more and more players will be born in the Dongxia region and even around the world.
In the end, it is very likely that it will develop into a game for all [players].
This also means that no one in this world can be in an absolutely safe state.
What the world will look like by then is something Su Ji cannot imagine.
After a few people chatted for a while, it was getting late.
According to Lan Wentao's original plan, after visiting Lao Ban, they should have been eating a big meal and drinking wine in the hotel's large private room by this time.
But now there are only six of them left. Who is still in the mood to sit down and eat together?
So this class reunion could only end so hastily.
After saying goodbye, everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers.
Su Ji walked to the side of the road, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to scan for a shared bicycle to go home.
At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Do you have any other plans tonight?"
Su Ji looked back and saw that it was Lan Wentao.
This young man still has that iconic world-weary expression of carelessness and arrogance on his face.
But when he said this, Su Ji rarely felt any aggression in him.
This was the first time in a long time that he had seen Lan Wentao show such a friendly tone.
"No." Su Ji shook her head, "I'm tired. I plan to go home and have a good sleep."
