I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Cheng Rang made a gesture of obliteration, and then stepped off the podium.

Afterwards, Wu Jian and the other men in black brought boxes of weapons in.

"We will provide bullets and daggers that are harmless to you but effective against that monster. At the same time, in order not to cause panic around the world, this matter must be kept secret from your family and friends."

"All in all, there is no time. If the earth is destroyed, we humans will have nowhere to escape!"

……

Explain that so far, everyone has got the assigned daggers and guns.

Nagisa Chaotian raised the green plastic dagger in his hand and poked it on the table, and the next second the dagger bent over softly.

Isn't this kind of thing just a toy... How could it be possible to kill that monster?

Even the so-called guns are just toy guns that fire plastic BB bullets. As Karasuma said, they have no lethality to the students.

Looking around, it seemed that other people who got such a weapon were also puzzled.

With tangled and weird thoughts, the first day of class ended in a hurry after all the students introduced themselves to each other.

When the school bell rang tomorrow, it would be the official start of the assassination signal.

Also because of today's mutual introduction, Nagisa Chaotian learned that the petite black-haired girl sitting behind her was called Cheng Xiaomo.

It is very unique among the names of the whole class, that is to say, she has the same surname as Teacher Cheng Rangcheng.

"He is my brother." During Chao Tianzhu's inquiry, Xiao Mo also admitted the relationship between the two without hesitation, but he kept silent about all the information about Cheng Rang, as if he was used to telling people His words and questions were filtered, as if he couldn't hear them at all.

She just emphasized: "I want to go to school, so my brother brought me to school, I want to learn knowledge and make more friends. Assassination of teachers or something - no interest."

"Are you serious? That's 100 billion."

"Xiaomo, I don't need money." She stared at herself with eyes as deep as ink, and tilted her head: "Your name is...Zhu, right?"

"Ah, yes..."

"Are you a boy or a girl? You look cute, but you smell like a man."

"Hey!?" Nagisa Chaotian hurriedly raised his arms and smelled himself, "There should be no smell...I even take a shower! And I'm a boy! You can tell from the style of the school uniform, right?"

But it is true that Nagisa Shiota has short blue hair and a single ponytail on the back of his head. He has big eyes like a girl and a delicate appearance. If he is not wearing a men's school uniform, it is very easy to be mistaken for a girl.

Nagisa has always had the trouble of being recognized as the wrong gender.

"Eh~ Really?"

"really!"

Chapter 8 Time for Assassination

In the morning, the old school building of Fuqiu Middle School.

The preparation bell rang, and as if on time, the yellow octopus, the head teacher of Grade 3 E, appeared at the door of the classroom.

Putting the roster on the podium, the face with the iconic smile remained unchanged, and a slightly nasal voice drifted out of his mouth.

"The class meeting has officially started, please give orders to the students on duty!"

As today's student on duty, Nagisa Chaotian clenched the pistol hidden under the table, "Everyone...stand up!"

Whoa!

At the command, all the students stood up in response, and some even knocked over their chairs because of their excessive movements, but no one cared.

Everyone held weapons in their hands, dozens of black guns

He aimed his mouth at the figure on the podium.

"Prepare!"

We are killers, and our goal is to kill the... monsters in front of us and save the planet.

"salute!"

Da Da Da Da Da...!

The dense bullets replaced salutes and greetings, forming a dense rain of bullets that hit the octopus on the podium.In an instant, its figure began to blur, and it flickered in the area behind the podium at an extremely fast speed, dodging all the BB bullets fired at it.

I even had the time to say hello to the students and roll their names.

"Good morning, everyone."

The frenzied plastic bullets bounced around and made crackling noises, and the hunting sounds of clothes moving at high speed mixed with the sound of gunfire, like a real battlefield.

"I'm going to start roll call for the teacher. Of course, the students can continue to shoot at me. Isogai-san."

"...!"

"Sorry, after all, it is amidst the chaos of gunfire, please speak louder."

"...Ming, I understand!"

"Okano-san." "——Here!"

"Kataoka-san." "—Here!!"

......

"Student Cheng Xiaomo." "..."

There was no response to the name in the gunshots, it was repeated again, and after no one responded, the roll call continued until the roll call ended, and everyone put down their weapons out of breath.

too fast!Even if the whole class shoots at it at the same time, they can't hit it!

"It's such a pity. Even today, I didn't have a single bullet hit my teacher. And classmate Cheng Xiaomo was late again."

It wasn't until Octopus finished speaking that he looked towards the door of the classroom, and Xiao Mo, who had arrived late, stood outside the door with his schoolbag on his back.

"……Report."

"Come in, classmate Xiaomo, did you not sleep well today?"

"Yes, I'm sorry... Ever since I was able to sleep, I have been feeling that I don't get enough sleep." Xiao Mo lowered her head in embarrassment, and quickly walked to sit behind Chao Tianzhu.

"Well, this statement is very concerning, Xiao Mo. For children like you who are growing up, rest is the most important thing to pay attention to."

"Not next time... Teacher."

"Hmm~" The teacher's grin remained unchanged, and then he began to summarize the assassination operation that opened today.

"Tactics that rely solely on quantity will weaken the thinking of individual individuals in the organization. The line of sight, the direction of the muzzle, the movements of the fingers, and the movements of the students are all too simple."

"You have to work harder, otherwise...but you can't kill the master who has a top speed of Mach 20~"

"—By the way, teacher, did you really dodge all our bullets! No matter how you look at it, it's just a toy plastic bullet for an air gun?!"

"That's right, teacher, you should be holding on despite being hit!"

"It must be, it must be!" All the students echoed in unison. Obviously, under the heavy bullet rain of the assassination operations in the past few days, it is impossible for such a big octopus to be unscathed.

It stretched out its tentacles helplessly, and sighed: "There is no way, since that's the case, load the gun and leave it to the teacher."

He took a loaded pistol from a girl, rolled it up with his tentacles, and pointed it at his other arm, "Didn't I tell you that, sir? Although this kind of bullet is completely harmless to you..."

Snapped!

When the trigger was pulled, the gun fired. It was clear that the BB bullets were fired, but its arm was completely broken, and flesh and blood flew out, shocking the students.

"Hey!"

The broken tentacle fell to the feet of the girl who gave the pistol, still wriggling crazily.

"This is a special ammunition developed by the country for the teacher. This ammunition can destroy the cells of the teacher like tofu. However, it only takes a few seconds for the teacher to regenerate the tentacles."

During the conversation, the broken tentacles grew back with a puff and returned to their original shape.

"But if you get hit in the eye by this kind of bullet, it's still very dangerous. So besides being assassinated as a teacher, please don't shoot indoors~"

"It would be great if everyone could get rid of being a teacher before graduation." The smile on the corner of its mouth widened a bit, and its face turned into yellow and green stripes, obviously mocking everyone contemptuously.

Chuqiu Middle School Class 3-E, Assassination Classroom.The class bell rang again.

"Then please clean up the guns and bullets first, and then the class will start!"

......

The following courses are going on normally, although the teaching style of the teacher is not quite right... He often uses facial expressions to express whether the answers to questions are correct or not, and also uses tentacles of various colors to carry out "vivid" teaching.But generally speaking, the content and rhythm of the teacher's lectures are clearly prepared with great care and are very easy to understand and absorb.

Nagisa Chaotian often had this idea in his mind-this octopus teacher seems to be very talented in teaching...

During the class break, Nagisa Chaotian turned back to talk to Xiaomo who was sorting out the textbooks, because after studying for the past few days, it was obvious that she was the student with the most problems in the class.

This question is not like the questioning students, but the act of really raising your hand to ask the teacher...

On average, it happens at least three times in a class, and every time the question is asked by everyone

The kind of common sense questions you know.

For example, what is more outrageous is...why can there be white handwriting on the board behind the teacher.

As for the questions about homework, Xiaomo is the one who listens most carefully. For these "common sense vocabulary" that she can't understand except when explaining, she can basically give out very quickly when called to answer questions. correct answer.

The reason is "basic".

"Little Mo, your math is really bad..."

Xiao Mo raised his head and smiled foolishly, "Hey hey, I can't help it, I still don't understand this kind of understanding of numbers. What people are best at is just counting."

"Anyone can do counting..."

Xiao Mo raised his finger unconvinced: "But Xiao Mo is really good at counting, and it's not wrong to count from 1 to 1 million now."

"Eh!? Are you kidding..."

Counting from [-] to [-] million, you should just be very confident in yourself. After all, it doesn’t take much time to count hundreds of numbers, but if you count to [-] million, it’s counting every second, and you have to count several years?

"No, I've already counted it several times." Xiao Mo blinked, as if it was a matter of course.But Nagisa Chaotian could only smile wryly.

"Ah, let's not talk about it, I still have a lot of questions to ask the teacher!" Xiao Mo took out the notebook from under the desk, and opened it from the place with the red bookmark. The densely packed questions on it made Nagisa Shiota shudder. trembling.

"...Is this so much?"

He felt a little sympathetic to Mr. Yellow Octopus who was pestered by Xiao Mo to ask so many questions every time between classes.

"Well! Because I want to come to school, it is because I know that the teacher can answer these questions I don't know. In fact, Xiaomo has gained a lot in the past few days!"

"Then, I wish you success..." Shiota Nagisa waved to the girl who ran out of the classroom holding the notebook, the wry smile on the corner of her mouth could not be let go.

Come to the faculty office and knock on the door.

"Come in." Teacher Wu Jian's voice came from inside.

"excuse me!"

"It's Xiaomo's classmate." Wu Jian looked up from the document, and he was very impressed with Xiaomo among the students who visited here frequently these days.

The other students came more or less with weapons, some were still in the process of asking questions, and some simply found an excuse to come and assassinate.

But Xiaomo was the only one who always brought her notebook and simply came to ask questions.

"Is Teacher Ruanmian not here?"

"Soft..." Wu Jian didn't know where to complain about the name Xiao Mo gave to the monster, and pointed out the window with his eyes, "It just went out and said it was going to Paris, France to taste the desserts there."

"Hey! How cunning~!" Xiao Mo held the notebook in disappointment and prepared to leave.

"You can ask me any questions, after all, I am also the teacher here."

Seeing Xiao Mo who was a bit lonely from the back, Wu Jian suddenly said such words for some reason.

The girl's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up again, "Really? Teacher Wujian!?"

"Well... I can basically answer common sense questions."

And to be honest, Wu Jian was also very curious about why the monster's expression became worse every time when facing the notebook in Xiaomo's hand these days. What exactly was recorded in it?

The most recent one has even started to turn white...

When Cheng Rang passed by the staff office with his pockets in his pocket, he heard Xiao Mo's voice from inside. He looked in through the window curiously, only to find that Teacher Wu Jian's face was frighteningly pale.

"Teacher Wujian, what's wrong with you, Teacher Wujian! Please cheer up, hey!"

Rushing into the office, grabbing the floating soul and trying to stuff it back into Wujian's mouth, Cheng Rang screamed in panic.