Wen Ting simply rolled his eyes, his mind wandering over and over with one sentence, and his movements were very coquettish.
(This old man is not serious.)
But having said that, the soap is a bit slippery. How slippery does it have to be?——
How long has it been? It’s been half a year since that kid became an awakened person. How can you put it like no one can cure this kid...
Depend on!
Where did this brat develop secretly? How could he have such a high level of wild experience?
...
Mingguang, Qinshan Martial Arts School.
There are only thirteen schools in Mingguang that are qualified to be called martial arts schools. Their status is roughly equivalent to Cataclysm 11 or 985, and they are not something that ordinary people are qualified to look directly at.
Among these thirteen schools, only students from the Qinshan Martial Arts School have the honor to face real, flesh-and-blood teachers. Most of the others are replaced by the corpses of beasts or simply simulation models.
"Today! We are fortunate to have a real scholar, an extremely powerful body teacher, and his status during his lifetime was also very honorable. He was a living corpse of the second level of the standard level. Well... today..."
The slobbering introducer on the podium is probably not the absolute protagonist of today, but the one lying on his back below the stage.
Even for Qinshan Martial Arts School, having a second-level living corpse as an anatomy teacher is a very rare experience. The value of this thing is really too expensive, so anatomy courses are not something that Qinshan Martial Arts School can afford casually.
Moreover, the gross physiology teacher currently lying under the stage does not even have any incisions on his head, and it is obvious that he has not yet gone through the step of extracting soft crystals - even if the chance of a second-level living corpse producing living corpse soft crystals is extremely slim.
In fact, Mingguang recently raided the rebel party's den to get so many high-level zombies. Otherwise, the students' practical courses would have to be held at the bosses of the zombie shooting ranges who smelled like copper.
At home.
The expressions of the students varied, some were frightened, some were excited, and some were even ready to directly pass over the teacher and attack the teacher in general.
Principal Zhou, Vice Principal and others on the stage knocked on the blackboard at the same time.
"Respect! Respecting the general body teacher is the most basic principle for the smooth progress of this class! Only at Qinshan Martial Arts School, you have such favorable conditions to face a real general body teacher! Courses for students in the preparatory class of Lian Jin Zi Team
I’m already behind you, why can’t you little bastards give me some snacks??”
Surrounded by many "little boys" who were no more than twelve years old, Teacher Da's eyes widened innocently, looking a little confused because of the white-grey pupils of the living corpse.
Qin Sheng glanced at the quick-eyed general teacher and said to Erhu,
"Bet five points, this living corpse has never eaten human flesh."
The blackboard was slapped again. Principal Zhou corrected Qin Sheng's mistake and solemnly reiterated that the correct name should be specimen or general teacher.
Erhu scratched his head with his disproportionately large claws that were heavily metalized.
"Teacher of general physical education, how much does it cost for the school to buy a general physical education teacher?"
A thin boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came to the side.
"I know, I know, Lao Zhou said in the office that the school has spent all the money on updating the desks for this group of general teachers!"
Xia Yu covered her mouth and nose in disgust. Even if Lao Zhou told the whole world about the preciousness of the body teacher, he could not change the cruel stench of the living corpse.
Qin Sheng thoughtfully handed over a mask and whispered,
"Take it with you, don't let Lao Zhou see that you just brought it here, otherwise you will curse again."
No one skipped a class taught by General Teacher.
"..."
After finishing the classroom teaching, the general teacher lost more than six kilograms and was very tired. Two full-time teachers in white coats carried him to the freezing rest area.
The Qinshan Martial Arts School is backed by the Qinshan Funeral Home. Almost the entire Qinshan Mountain has been hollowed out. In addition to being used as a freezer and cadaver, it also supports the temporary placement of unclaimed ashes.
The underground part of Qinshan is so complicated and chaotic that even the most senior employees of Qinshan Martial Arts School and Qinshan Funeral Home cannot tell where the labyrinth of artificial, semi-artificial and natural caves and tunnels under Qinshan ultimately lead.
It is said that in the early days of the Cataclysm, these caves once hid more than half of Mingguang's population, and countless people died in them. However, even in the most difficult period, it has never been breached by living corpses.
The two staff carrying the general teacher said as they walked into the deep tunnel,
"These kids really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. The corpse of a second-level living corpse costs at least two thousand circulation points. In just a ninety-minute course, more than six kilograms of meat are gone. What do these kids need?"
Are you here to fry the chili??”
Another faculty member said,
"Mouse, please stop complaining. Counting all the comings and goings, you have lifted six kilograms less, haven't you?"
The faculty member who was called a rat said,
"The general education teachers in other schools wish they could use one for a year, but here we are better off. They are reimbursed for one class. It's just..."
"It's useless anyway. You can only go into the pool and soak in it. Maybe Principal Zhou will remember these things again. If they are lost, where can we conjure them up?"
Wow! Teacher Da Zu was thrown into a large pool full of strangely colored viscous liquid. He rolled a few times and gradually sank.
The mouse patted the oil and blood stains on his palms,
"Lost it? In this damn place where even flies don't come, who would come except the two of us! Are you here to steal specimens and formalin? Stop joking!"
Wow!
The huge pool once again sounded the sound of surging liquid.
Mouse said impatiently,
"Don't make trouble, old man. How old are you still playing this game?"
The old man's face turned green,
"No, it wasn't you??"
The two turned around and faced the large pool where "abandoned" corpses were piled.
The strange, indescribable color liquid in the pool rippled in circles, pushing stumps and broken arms, and stinky internal organs and other debris slapped against the edge of the pool in a sticky manner.
Lao Qian's whole body, including his voice, was trembling.
"Hua Mouse, what's going on?!"
The mouse's expression also looked very curious, and he scratched his head calmly.
"Oh, maybe it's fermentation in the Corpse Tank, I'm so panicked."
Lao Qian said,
"No, no, it doesn't look like it. There are no bubbles. Besides, it's more than ten degrees below zero here. Can you tell me how to ferment the stuff in the pool??"
The mouse pinched his chin and said thoughtfully,
"Oh, then it must be a ghost that has stopped running away."
Lao Qian: "Fuck you, the people there are all living corpses, how can they be haunted by souls?"
The mouse shrugged,
"Oh? You even know this? Look at your shameless face, what are you going to do?"
Lao Qian is really about to cry,
"I know, I know, but I'm afraid if you don't delay me!"
The two faculty members were arguing with each other in a nonchalant manner, but strange changes occurred in the corpse pool. (To be continued)