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

Why is this?

But it didn't matter, because the decomposed mucus from Teacher Killing's tentacles splashed out in the next second.

What?It's only the first few classes, and the fixed fort has already hit and killed the teacher?

His eyes moved to the back row of the classroom. The turret, which was just a black rectangular box before, was now deformed on both sides, and several heavy firearms were protruding out to shoot BB shells specially designed for teachers.

While lying on the table with their heads down, the students were surprised by the remarkable results of the students who fixed the fort.

"Right fingertip destruction confirmation, the newly added secondary battery is effective on the target. Start defense against the assassination target

mode for learning. "

A series of mechanical sounds sounded.

"Repeatedly optimize the shooting procedure and transform the weapon system. Gradually reduce the possibility of target creatures escaping!"

"Success probability of the next shot: less than 0.001%, next time success probability: less than 0.003%. The probability of success before graduation: more than 90%."

Facing such a new transfer student, the students couldn't say a word.

From the beginning of the assassination until now, the students seemed to feel for the first time that this transfer student had the greatest probability of successfully killing Teacher Kill compared to everyone else.

"Please take care of me before graduation, Mr. Kill. Start preparing for the next round of attack."

After showing the smile defined by the program, the transfer student began to prepare for the next evolution.

Intensive bullet rain is flying around in the classroom, killing the teacher needs more and more energy to avoid the bullets that are aimed at his own movement rules after rigorous calculation and evolution.

Cheng Rang looked at the time on the phone, and then left the window behind the classroom door.

"It can't go on like this..." He muttered in a low voice, put his phone back in his pocket, and walked out of the campus.

Chapter 45 Time to Repel

The dense bullets crackled and jumped around on the glass, and the teacher had less and less room to dodge. From the beginning, he was able to give lectures to the students, but now he could only dodge the attack.

Irina stared at the turret shooting towards the front of the podium in the classroom, "A fixed turret that can evolve itself...it's really amazing."

Karasuma on the side said: "Although she only fires BB bullets, the system inside her body is the most advanced military technology. If this continues, it will only take a little more time..."

"Hmph, will it go as smoothly as you imagined?" Irina snorted coldly, looking at the students who had already crouched under the desks because of avoiding dense bullets.

"If this classroom was just a pure assassination site, I wouldn't continue to be an English teacher here."

"—At the same time of assassination, everyone should play their own role well. This is what you told me at the beginning." Irina crossed her arms and turned away, leaving only Wujian standing quietly in front of the window.

After a long math class, the whole classroom could even smell plastic BB bullets, dense bullets covered the classroom floor, but the culprit who caused all this chaos just retracted his weapon, like an unrelated or turn off the screen.

"These...do you want us to clean them up?"

Everyone looked at the messy classroom floor with bitter expressions.

"I said, this fixed fort classmate, doesn't your program have functions related to cleaning?"

The black box stood there quietly without any sound.

"Tch, actually ignoring me."

"Save your energy, it's pointless to find fault with a machine."

Moe Kataoka sighed forcefully, and took out the broom from the cleaning cabinet at the back of the classroom, "Let's clean it up together, maybe the next class can calm down for a while."

The girls were the first to pick up the brooms to clean up the messy ground, and the boys at the side watched the girls who were busy keeping the class tidy, and also moved their bodies one after another.

It took a whole break to clean up the BB bombs on the ground, everyone ran to the toilet, and came back panting to prepare for the second class.

but……

"Attack begins, ballistic calculation is being optimized—"

Crackling!

The third class, the fourth class... During this day, the students who fixed the fort kept attacking Mr. Sha fiercely.

Even though she had been reminded that "the assassination cannot affect the normal class", she seemed to agree with her mouth, but she turned a blind eye as if she didn't understand at all.

After each attack, the messy classrooms required everyone to work hard to clean them up, but every time they thought that the same messy classroom might be ushered in tomorrow after such cleaning, everyone's dissatisfaction gradually accumulated to the peak.

"I'm going to take back what I said about that guy's cuteness...it's unreasonable to the extreme!"

During the hard-won lunch break, Taihe Okajima held the chopsticks and pushed the rice into his mouth with a very dissatisfied tone.

"Forget it, the robot won't care about your evaluation, she will only follow the procedure."

"Is there no way to make her calm down for a while?!"

Akabane leaned on the chair and took a bite of the bread, "I went to find Teacher Process, but he's not here."

"Because there is no physical education arrangement today... It is understandable that Teacher Cheng is not here. Maybe Teacher Cheng did not expect that robot to cause such chaos when he attended the morning class meeting."

"Xiao Mo, do you know where Teacher Cheng usually goes when he is like this?" Everyone turned their attention to Xiao Mo who was studying by himself.

"You might find him in the bar."

"...we can't even go to the bar."

"All over the world." Xiao Mo added later.

Everyone: "..."

Nagisa Chaotian took out his mobile phone, "You can call Mr. Cheng and ask him how to solve this situation... After all, if this continues tomorrow, it is definitely not a solution."

However, after the call was made, the response was that it was not in the service area, which made Nagisa feel distressed.

"No, I can't get through..."

But fortunately after lunch break

It was Teacher Irina's English class. Since she was not an assassination target, everyone got a whole class "rest" time.

……

After school—in the office, Cheng Rang, who had returned to Earth through the Flis portal, found Mr. Kill.

"What do you think of that problem student?"

"He is a real killer, his strength should not be underestimated, but it is still too early to kill him as a teacher."

"But in that case, everyone will not be able to go to class normally. Don't forget, I sent Xiaomo here to learn knowledge, not to be disturbed by such an unruly assassination. And I saw that the machine was fixed. On the floor, how she will participate in tomorrow's physical education class is also a problem."

"Mr. Cheng, your idea is really novel. How can students who are self-disciplined and fixed fortresses be able to participate in physical education?"

"Hmm~ Tomorrow is scheduled for swimming lessons, and the temperature has gotten warmer recently, besides, Xiaomo hasn't swam yet."

Mr. Kill grinned: "Does that mean that the original beautiful plan has also been broken?"

"It happened suddenly, so we can only postpone it for a while." Cheng Rang spread his hands and smiled, "I went to think of a way today, but I was rejected. It seems that I have to find a way to calm down Phil first. Tomorrow I have to work hard to kill you, teacher, and I am going to apologize to "myself". "

Although I didn't understand the meaning of Cheng Rang's strangely named words for a while, Teacher Sha still patted his chest: "Don't worry, it's not enough to kill me as a teacher to that extent... Besides, everyone The students who fixed the fort are also quite dissatisfied, maybe they will use their own methods."

The next morning.

With a soft sound, the self-disciplined thinking fixed turret was activated, and the screen lit up.

"At 08:30 in the morning, the weapon system was fully activated. Today's plan is... to complete a total of 215 shots before the end of the sixth class. After completing the established plan, we will analyze the law of evasion of Mr. Kill..."

click...

The sound of the machine running stopped abruptly as if it was stuck, Teacher Sha on the podium put down the handouts unhurriedly, "Please turn the book to page 32, everyone."

"..."

The one-person tall black cuboid was tightly wrapped with tape, and the behavior of deploying the weapon system was completely restrained. After struggling to no avail, protests came from self-disciplined thinking and fixing the fort.

"Kill the teacher, so I can't open the weapons and equipment, please remove the binding equipment on my body."

There was the sound of flipping the pages of the book, and the students just looked back at the black fort that was tightly entangled in tape, and stopped paying attention to her protest.

Mr. Sha scratched his head, "Well, even if you say that, as a teacher, there is nothing you can do."

"These binding tools should be made by you, the teacher, right? This is obviously an act of harming students, which should be explicitly prohibited in the agreement."

"That's not it—I did it." A voice sounded.

Teraba Ryoma dangled the roll of tape in his hand and stared at her disdainfully, "No matter how you think about it, you are too much of a hindrance, teach me some common sense of life, and then engage in assassination activities, you pile of scrap copper iron."

"However, it is impossible for a machine to understand human common sense?" Other students also spoke one after another.

"After the course is over, we will help you remove all the tape."

"It's reasonable to make it like this. If you shoot indiscriminately like yesterday again, we won't be able to go to class."

The expressionless girl on the screen was silent, and then went out.

A peaceful day passed like this, and even today no other students attempted to assassinate Teacher Sha.After experiencing the baptism of hellish bb bombs, everyone cherishes the hard-won stable class time, and Mr. Cheng also set aside a section of his physical education class this afternoon to make up for Mr. Sha who should have used it yesterday. Time for in-class exams.

After all, each student in the class has to tailor the test papers individually. This kind of work range is in the eyes, and I don't want to let the efforts of killing the teacher be in vain.

And the original plan, today I am going to get things done after the self-discipline fort.

After paying a "huge" price, Cheng Rang finally made Gracefield forgive his previous boring behavior, and after expressing his appeal, he got her advice.

"There is a place where the technology is very advanced for the development of autonomous humanoid machines." Gracefield threw the file on the table, and put his feet boldly forward in front of him.

Cheng Rang opened the file and looked at the introduction, "...Giftia?"

"They are a company that manufactures and manages humanoid intelligent robots with emotions, commonly known as "Giftia". They can perform high-end customization.Didn't you say that it only needs to be used for one semester? Giftia with a lifespan of less than one year is not very expensive. We can negotiate the scrap recycling price and carry out modifications. "

"A robot with emotions?! That is to say..."

"Yes, maybe it has a soul."

"Won't it be a little cruel?"

Gracefield waved his hand: "So it's just possible to have it. We don't know what will happen after the memory editing is transplanted."

Cheng Rang was silent for a while as if he was thinking, and finally raised his head and asked: "This Giftia... is it waterproof? ="

"What did Cheng ask you to do?

I advise you to be careful in your words and deeds, and keep your bold ideas away from me. "

"No, don't get me wrong, I just want to give the students swimming lessons."

"……That's it?"

"Otherwise!?" Cheng Rang asked with wide-eyed eyes, and Gracefield blushed suddenly, and his eyes drifted to one side.

"No, nothing..."

Chapter 46 Time for Remodeling

[Self-disciplined thinking type fixed turret, for airframe developers:]

"Because of unexpected problems, the plan for the next day was completely impossible to implement."

"The probability of solving the current problem with my own ability is almost 0%, and the probability of successfully assassinating the target before graduation may be reduced to an extremely low level. I would like the developer of this machine to immediately start researching countermeasures..."

"That's not okay, you can't just think about asking the guardian for help."

A soft tentacle patted the top of the head, and the screen on the black cuboid lit up, and the girl inside looked at the approaching Teacher Kill with an inorganic expression.

"The coping tactics your guardian came up with...I'm afraid it's difficult to deal with the current situation of this classroom. Besides, you are an ordinary student with the identity of a transfer student. So you have to think about how to cooperate with everyone first. .”

"...Cooperate?" The girl's steady voice on the screen rose slightly, expressing her doubts.

"Do you understand that it's not your teacher who hinders your assassination, but other students in the class?"

"..." The girl was silent, unable to give an answer.

At this time, in the dead of night, Cheng Rang, who came to the door of the classroom, heard a conversation coming from inside, so he chose to knock on the door first.

"I shouldn't have interrupted your heart-to-heart conversation, did I, teacher-killing, self-disciplined thinking fixed fort classmate?"

When Cheng Rang and Mr. Sha looked at each other, they immediately understood the intention of the two of them appearing in the classroom at this moment.

So Cheng Rang smiled and motioned for Mr. Sha to come first.

"Well, then, because from their point of view, your attack not only interfered with everyone's normal class, but also everyone had to spend extra labor to clean up the BB bullets that you shot everywhere."

"Furthermore, assuming that you can really succeed in shooting and killing the teacher, it is estimated that the reward will probably go into the pocket of your guardian, right? In other words, your assassination can be said to be harmful to other students in the class." Nothing to gain."