Chapter 161
Chapter 161
Voice after voice rose, joining together as one.
A lone figure stepped forward to help Qingqing block the pursuers.
Then came ten more. A hundred. A thousand!
Almost every student in the entire classroom building stood behind Qingqing.
“You animals! If you’ve got the balls, kill me!”
“Fuck this! I’ve had enough!”
The orderly ranks of over a thousand students made the principal’s expression darken.
“Shock them! They won’t hold out much longer!”
Enduring the agony of the electric current, Qingqing began uploading the videos.
Photo after photo and video after video were sent to an email address and uploaded to short-video platforms.
Qingqing clenched her teeth as she watched the sluggish progress bar, then dialed a number.
The operator’s voice was calm and steady. “How may I help you?”
“Please check the x199 mailbox. Save us!”
Qingqing spoke as fast as she could, but under the relentless electric shocks, her consciousness was already beginning to blur.
The clatter of a keyboard came through the phone. More than ten seconds passed in silence.
“Holy shit! Protect yourselves. We’re coming right now!”
Qingqing hung up and curled around herself as she watched the progress bar.
Finally, a group of students collapsed. The “teachers” charged forward with clubs raised.
Pain exploded through Qingqing, and her consciousness began to fade.
Her grip on her phone loosened. A notebook slipped from her arms and fell to the ground.
At the sight of the bloodstained words on its pages, Qingqing tightened her grip on the phone once more.
She had made it this far. She absolutely could not give up now.
The students lying on the ground began shouting at the top of their lungs.
“Huang Zigang, hold on!”
“Huang Zigang, you’d better fucking hold on!”
In another classroom building, countless juniors came pouring out.
“You can’t break the backbone of youth! Brothers, take them down!”
Next door, their cries roused the deathly silent building where the seniors were housed.
This time, over ten thousand students stood before Qingqing, their young, unbending backs forming an impenetrable wall.
Someone began to sing softly. In the blink of an eye, everyone had joined in.
[Will you go? Are you fit to wear this tattered cape?
Will you fight? Then fight, armed with the humblest of dreams!
Here’s to the sobs and roars that rise within the night.
Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes?]
At that moment, the power of youth turned the entire world upside down!
Through her blurred vision, Qingqing saw the notification that the upload had succeeded. Then she collapsed.
A cool sensation flowed into her mind.
Qingqing immediately regained consciousness.
The scene before her, however, had become a series of still images.
The students held the line until the police cars arrived.
The criminals received the punishment they deserved, and new policies were enacted to ensure nothing like this could ever happen again.
Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the images.
She had endured an entire scenario, but it had all been worth it!
The scene finally froze on a grave in a public cemetery. A photograph of Huang Zigang was affixed to the headstone.
A light rain fell from the sky. Little Fatty stood before the grave with a bandage wrapped around his head and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
“Thank you!”
After Little Fatty left, silence returned to the graveyard.
Before long, however, figure after figure appeared before the headstone.
In the gentle rain, countless young people solemnly bowed to the grave.
[Ghost School: Complete!]
The image froze there. Her vision went black, and when it returned, she was back in reality.
Qingqing took off the glasses and wiped away the tears that had slipped from the corners of her eyes without her noticing.
“We won… That’s wonderful!”
Zhang Bei walked in from outside carrying a bag.
“I never expected you to be the first one to clear it!”
Qingqing’s expression darkened. “Were you looking down on me?”
Zhang Bei shook his head. “You have to stay calm in this scenario. The moment you act on impulse, you’ve already lost.”
Thinking back on what she had gone through, Qingqing nodded.
If she hadn’t managed to hold herself back, things would probably have gotten even harder afterward.
Zhang Bei opened the bag in his hand. “Pick one. It’s your reward for clearing the scenario!”
Qingqing looked inside. There was a notebook, a Wristband, and a bottle of potion.
Clearly, they were all items from the scenario.
After a moment’s thought, Qingqing said, “I want the notebook!”
Zhang Bei nodded. “Good choice. That one’s the hardest to make.”
Qingqing took the item he handed her and eagerly flipped it open.
It was almost identical to the one in the scenario, right down to the neat, delicate handwriting.
One page was even stained with a few drops of blood.
After carefully putting the notebook away, Qingqing rose to her feet.
“I still need to start today’s livestream, so I’m heading out!”
Zhang Bei also set off and made a circuit of the Amusement Park.
There were quite a few unfamiliar faces in the Amusement Park today.
They all looked travel-worn, clearly having come from out of town.
Zhang Bei had no idea what had drawn them here, but one thing was certain-this crowd represented a massive amount of Emotional Value!
The two technologies he had his eye on both required more Emotional Value. Hadn’t all these people practically delivered themselves to his doorstep?
Two figures, one skinny and one fat, stood in line in front of the Destiny Ejection Chair.
“Brother Meng, why do I feel like this is different from the video?”
“Looks the same to me. Those people in the video were just wimps!”
The fat man was named Meng Xuan, while the skinny one was Zhou Hui. The two were both friends and coworkers.
Naturally, neither of them could be compared to an ordinary person when it came to courage.
That was largely due to their line of work.
They were stigmatized-home test sleepers!
It was an uncommon profession with outrageously high pay.
Generally speaking, the job had only two requirements. First, you had to be brave. Second, you had to be a homebody.
The need for courage went without saying. In many of the homes, someone had died only recently.
Being a homebody was also essential, since test sleepers were often required to live in a property for an entire month.
Anyone who couldn’t stand staying home all day would never last.
Before long, the two men were lucky enough to secure seats on the ride.
Looking down at the securely locked restraints, Zhou Hui leaned back comfortably in his chair.
A low rumble sounded. Before either man’s brain could process what was happening, their chairs shot up the track in an instant.
Zhou Hui froze.
What the hell? This wasn’t what happened in the video!
Hadn’t it just bounced up once?
What was with this speed?
It was a damn shame high-speed trains didn’t use this technology!
The fierce wind battered his face, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot.
Which TV station had aired that video again?
And what was their address?
Before he knew it, the broken section of track appeared ahead.
Zhou Hui shrank back into his seat.
Why the hell was the track broken?!
Holy crap, stop accelerating! Stop!
For the love of all things holy, stop this thing!
Unfortunately, his screams had no effect whatsoever.
The chair shot off the broken track and flew into the sky.
Zhou Hui’s consciousness gradually began to fade.
In his blurred vision, the ghosts of all the people who had died in the homes he’d stayed in lunged toward him.
When the chair finally landed back on the track, his soul, which had practically floated away, returned to his body as well.
A trace of color returned to Zhou Hui’s deathly pale face.
Meanwhile, down in the control room, an employee slapped the red button twice in quick succession.
No response?
That couldn’t be right. Even the Drop Tower had responded!
But destiny would always be destiny-there was simply no figuring it out!
Zhou Hui was bracing himself for the next impact when he watched the track ahead begin to twist and warp before his very eyes.