They Are Not Human!

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Wen Qing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and stared blankly at the statue.

After a long while, the statue slowly closed its eyes and returned to its original state.

Wen Qing's hands and feet were weak, her mind was blank, she didn't know how she got off the round platform.

Seeing that he was a little unsteady, Bai Tong stretched out his hand to support him.

Wen Qing instinctively approached the heat source, grabbed Bai Tong's arm helplessly, her eyes turned red involuntarily: "Just, just..."

Wasn't it just his hallucination?

Wen Qing's hands were obviously cold, but Bai Tong was inexplicably dry, so he quickly looked away, lowered his voice and said, "This is a god-level copy."

God-level copy must be related to God.

Wen Qing closed his eyes. He is an atheist, but now in this world, he needs to believe that there is a god.

He exhaled: "I, I know."

Teacher Chen calmed down at the moment, and his distorted expression gradually returned to normal.

His voice was raised several times, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "God is very satisfied with this classmate, so he sent a miracle."

He stared at Wen Qing and smiled, "It's your honor."

Wen Qing didn't feel honored at all, but felt terrible. He lowered his head and was very glad that he had brought a mask and hat. Teacher Chen could not see his panicked expression.

Because of what happened just now and Teacher Chen's words, other players looked at Wen Qing one after another.

Bai Tong frowned slightly, in the copy, it is not a good thing to be highly noticed.

Especially someone like Wen Qing that is easy to imagine...

"Classmate, what's your name?" Teacher Chen stared at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing softly squeezed out two words: "Wen Qing."

Teacher Chen smiled and nodded, then turned around and said, "Continue the test."

The voice fell, and everyone looked at the last player.

It's a bald man, his face is full of flesh, with deep nasolabial lines, he is young, but his face is fierce.

The bald man strode to the stone tablet, picked up the stone carving knife, and began to inscribe.

The carving knife scratched on the stone tablet, leaving no trace.

The bald man cursed in a low voice and clenched the stone carving knife tightly.

One second, two seconds...

Half a minute passed, and he failed to write the first stroke.

The bald man's face changed.

A minute passed and he still couldn't write anything.

The air fell silent again.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she glanced at the other players beside her.

The players looked at the bald man indifferently, as if they were looking at something dead.

The bald man's back was gradually soaked in sweat, his body was trembling, and he was almost unable to hold the stone carving knife.

Seeing this, Teacher Chen on the side began to change his face: "Enough."

The bald man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his head and said to the teacher, "I-I'll write it right away."

"Need not."

Teacher Chen said indifferently: "The seminary does not accept guilty people, please leave the school."

The bald man's face changed greatly, and he begged for mercy: "Teacher, I, I have never violated the law, I am a law-abiding good citizen."

"There must be something wrong..."

Teacher Chen's face suddenly gloomy: "God does not make mistakes."

The bald man also realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly added: "Is there something wrong with this carving knife? Teacher, let me try again, I, I can write it out..."

Teacher Chen looked at him with disgust, as if looking at some disgusting garbage.

Soon, two big men in black rushed in from the door, put up the bald man, and walked out.

Wen Qing asked Bai Tong in a low voice, "He, where will he go?"

Bai Tong was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "I was kicked out of the school."

Wen Qing was a little confused. If she was kicked out, would it count as customs clearance? Or go back to the world to prepare another copy?

【will die. ] 001 said suddenly.

Wen Qing's heart sank for a while, and only at this moment did she realize the danger of the god-level copy.

The copy can actually refuse the player...

Before he could think about it, Teacher Chen suddenly walked up to the crowd and smiled softly: "Everyone, congratulations to everyone who passed the entrance test and successfully entered the school."

"From today, I will be your head teacher."

The voice fell, and a voice sounded in Wen Qing's ear:

[Identity cards are now issued. 】

[Players are asked to keep their identity cards gently. 】

A few lines of words appeared in front of Wen Qing.

【Name: Wen Qing】

[Identity: Seminary student]

【Age: Twenty years old】

[Hobby: Bullying (passive)]

Wen Qing was stunned.

What's up with this hobby?

Why bully people?

It's good that he doesn't get bullied!

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide, and carefully looked at her identity card again, and saw the content in parentheses.

passive?

? ? ?

Are hobbies not just bullying, but passive?

What does passive mean?

"It's still early, I'll take you to the classroom first." Teacher Chen said.

After he finished speaking, he walked over to Wen Qing and said with a spring breeze, "Classmate, let's go."

Wen Qing regained her senses and stammered, "Okay, okay."

Teacher Chen smiled, this time he did not walk at the forefront of the team, but walked beside Wen Qing, without any intention of leaving.

Wen Qing is now very afraid of Teacher Chen, one is because of the strange idol, and the other is because Teacher Chen solved a player without changing his face.

He just wants to pass the main quest and clear the level, he has no idea about the reward of the advanced quest, and he doesn't want to have too much contact with Teacher Chen and others.

Wen Qing slowly took a step to the side, wanting to stay away from Teacher Chen, but when he took a step, Teacher Chen followed closely.

Teacher Chen looked at him up and down, as if looking at some novel treasure: "Wen Qing, it has been many years since the last miracle."

Wen Qing replied in a low voice, her eyelashes trembling.

There was water vapor in his eyes, the clear deer eyes became a little hazy, and then the eye sockets turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, pitiful.

Bai Tong sighed silently, soft-hearted and outrageous.

He then took a step forward and stood between Wen Qing and Teacher Chen, separating them.

The next second, Bai Tong's sleeve was gently torn off.

He lowered his head, met his warm and moist eyes, blinked slowly, and thanked him silently.

Bai Tong's throat moved slightly, and he bent his fingers. After a while, he made a mouth shape: You're welcome.

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, thinking to herself, Bai Tong is really a good person.

Mr. Chen glanced at Baitong, but was not angry because of his behavior. He still smiled and said to Wen Qing, "Why do you keep wearing a mask?"

Wen Qing unconsciously tugged on Bai Tong's sleeves and stumblingly said, "I-I have a cold."

After he finished speaking, he coughed twice.

Hearing this, the smile on Teacher Chen's face got bigger and bigger: "I'm sick."

He said to Wen Qing, "Just pray to God, and God will heal your disease."

Afraid that he would take him back to that strange temple, Wen Qing hurriedly said, "I'm not serious, I'll be fine soon."

Teacher Chen stared at his face for a while, then slowly said, "Don't be nervous, God likes you very much."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and responded vaguely.

Walking out of the temple, the other players walked behind Teacher Chen consciously, and Wen Qing and Bai Tong naturally became the front row.

This seminary is not big, except for the temple, there are only five buildings, these buildings are not juxtaposed or opposite, but with the temple as the center, distributed in five places around.

Mr. Chen walked to one of the buildings and said to everyone, "This is the teaching building where everyone usually takes cultural classes. From left to right are the dormitory, the library, and the canteen."

What about another one?

Wen Qing tilted his head and looked at the last building.

He didn't dare to ask, someone asked.

"Teacher, where is the last building?"

Teacher Chen glanced at the player: "That is the residence of the high priest, the high priest is happy, don't rush to disturb it."

Hearing this, Wen Qing took a second look at the building and thought to herself that she would not go if he was killed.

The classroom is just next to the hall on the first floor. There are no teachers in the classroom, only a dozen students. Some are reading books seriously, and some are chatting in a low voice, like an extremely ordinary class.

The familiar scene eased everyone's tense emotions a little.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not some weird class.

Teacher Chen walked into the classroom, stood on the podium, and said, "Classmates, the new students are here."

There was sparse applause from below.

Teacher Chen turned his head and said to the players, "God has already arranged seats for you."

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Bai Tong.

Bai Tong narrowed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and motioned for Wen Qing to look at the table in the classroom.

The table is a single table, and like most schools, two tables side by side.

Wen Qing looked at it carefully for a while, and found that the name was engraved on the upper right corner of the table.

【Chen Fei】

【Li Jingjing】

【Zhang Zhang】

【Baitong】

...

There were names on each table, and at the urging of Teacher Chen, everyone walked into the classroom and began to find their own seats.

Wen Qing walked to the last row of the classroom before finding her seat.

The scumbag throne in the last row by the window in the corner.

Bai Tong's seat was in the first row, far away from him.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and looked down at her roommate.

Is sleeping and doesn't look threatening.

He slowly pulled out the chair and sat down. There were two sets of school uniforms, a book, and a pen in the desk drawer. His name was also tattooed on the chest of the school uniform.

Teacher Chen knocked on the podium and raised his voice: "Welcome everyone to choose our seminary."

The classroom burst into scattered applause again.

"First of all, everyone must keep in mind our school rules."

Hearing the word "School Rules", everyone's expressions turned solemn.

The main system has prompted, be sure to pay attention to the school rules.

Wen Qing straightened her back and hurriedly picked up the pen to take notes.

Teacher Chen tapped the blackboard with the pointer, and the next second, a uniform recitation sounded in the classroom:

"Rule 1: Pray to God every day."

"Rule 2: You can't force others."

"Article 3: It is forbidden to leave the dormitory after the curfew."

After reciting the three school rules, the students quieted down again.

Wen Qing nib stopped and exhaled.

Fortunately, there are only three school rules.

There were so many that he certainly couldn't remember.

Teacher Chen nodded, picked up the textbook on the podium, and said to everyone, "This is a prayer class."

"New students should be unfamiliar with prayer words. Let's review them first."