Scum Coercion

"Baibai idiot, sunflower is still waiting for us!"

"Then hurry up..."

Pushed onto the bed by me involuntarily, Jasmine, who was wearing a mask, stared wide-eyed.

Unknowingly, her aura was so weak that it was almost gone.

It can be seen from the moist eyes covered with mist that her anger has turned into fear and pleading.

"Hurry up, hurry up... If someone sees you, you'll die of shame..."

Passively protesting by turning her head to the side, Jasmine begged me softly and vaguely.

I just laughed.

"Hehe, of course."

Just when I leaned over to take off her mask.

The door of the infirmary opened.

"Hehe, I found a bad boy who doesn't study."

"What?"

Jasmine and I subconsciously jumped up from the bed at the same time, straightened our bodies and looked over there.

It was a few teachers who were smiling. They looked at us with red eyes and textbooks in their hands.

Like missionaries, they naturally held out their books to us.

"Hey, stop practicing physiology and study theoretical physics."

"Mathematics is also available. You should read more about this."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The red-faced Jasmine and I screamed at the same time, then spread our legs and squeezed through the teacher who was blocking the door and fled into the corridor.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot, it's all your fault, how can I meet people when the teacher sees you!"

While running, Jasmine slapped my head wildly with her hand as if her shame had reached its limit.

Listening to her crying words, I could only apologize with a wry smile.

"I'm sorry, how did I know there would be infected teachers wandering around."

"Stop rambling, let me beat you into amnesia, and forget about it!"

"Do not be like that."

Unexpectedly, we encountered this kind of thing just after sneaking back to the hotel, and our mentality almost collapsed. Fortunately, we finally regrouped and continued to move forward.

After a while of running away, we sneaked up to the 2nd floor.

This side has become quieter than before.

The reason... is a bit scary, because everyone has already been infected.

Through several small rooms, students can be seen reading books in groups of three or four forming study groups.

Although this should have been a common behavior of high school students, their unusually horny expressions scared me to death.

We crept around on the 2nd floor and found no trace of bletilla striata, so we went to the 3rd floor next.

This place is also like a scene of purgatory.

Because it was class time, the infected teachers and students were all attending class in a serious manner, but everyone's over-involved expressions made this place terrifying like a cult MLM scene.

The point is, the bletilla striata has not yet appeared.

At this time, I couldn't help but become a little anxious.

Ziyuan is gone, and Baiji is nowhere to be found. What should I do?

"Jasmine..."

"Don't bother me, let's go to another building to have a look."

She stroked her black hair, showing an anxious expression, and her beautiful face was also somewhat serious.

It seems that not only me, but Jasmine is also in a hurry.

I didn't intend to make trouble at the moment, so I touched the building of another hotel where the 2nd grade tutoring was done together with her.Because it is a luxury hotel, the main building here is divided into AB, and Baiji, as a second-year student, may indeed be there.

After confirming the plan, we walked towards the overpass connecting the two buildings.

Because we had tiptoed past the blind spot of the classroom window, we reached the overpass safely.

From here, I can overlook the bottom of the hotel a little bit. Curious, I looked towards the gate a little bit, and my heart began to sink.

"Yeah, ah, don't come here!"

"Hey, come and study, I have three hundred Tang poems here."

A few girls did not know what route they took, but luckily reached the entrance of the hotel, but were desperately blocked by a layer of metal doors, and then they were surrounded and infected by more people.

And the few cars passing by the avenue outside did not notice the strangeness of our hotel at all. What is even more ironic is that on the beach a few hundred meters away, countless people are still playing happily, regardless of the cloudy clouds above their heads.