Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 238: Gamer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1015- Hunter's identity
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 157: Normal People
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 876: The Place of Dao Proving
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 277 - Waiting For You In The Center Of The Core Area
“There’s a record of the ways to join the student council in the female toilet?” Liu Yi’s words successfully grabbed Gao Ming’s interest in the female toilet. It was not that he was a pervert, but he wanted to know who left behind so much info in the female toilet.
“I can’t confirm how authentic the info is. We can use this chance to verify it.” Liu Yi shared with Gao Ming her plan. “When it’s time to get off school, we’ll follow the student council members and see what they do after school. We might find their lair.”
“The word lair shows that you still view the student council members as monsters. If you really want to join them, you have to change your perspective, or you’d be easily exposed.” Gao Ming taught Liu Yi some tricks in self-hypnosis. She had to first trick herself before she could trick others.
Class 13 returned to their class. When everyone entered the classroom, they realised the numbers on the blackboard had changed.
“The living human number is 33, and the ghost number is 10.” Wang Jie stood beside the podium, “The art teacher killed three ghost students. This is good news for us.”
“Did you forget what the teacher from the first class said?” Zuo Jun said coldly, “If we can’t get all 51 students to attend the class tomorrow, everyone will lose the qualification to attend the event.” Zuo Jun’s words chilled everyone’s enthusiasm. “The self-study class is not for us to relax but for us to have time to discuss together.”
“Actually, I’m curious. Where did the people who had been taken by ghosts go to?” Wang Jie stared at Ma Tao. “Now, we have more humans, and ghosts can only kill by the rules in the morning. Should we work together to force the ghost students to speak?” Wang Jie came from a powerful family. He was raised not to be afraid. In his eyes, ghosts were just harder-to-kill humans.
“Compared to finding those people, it’ll be faster to get ghosts to join our class.” Once Zuo Jun said that some felt averse to it, but he didn’t care about other people. “Currently, our class has 43 students.
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