There’s hope!
[Begin simulation.]
The information on the Panel started refreshing:
[On the first day, knowing the apocalypse was about to descend, you appeared worried. You knew you had no superpowers. This was your choice, and all you could rely on were your students.]
[This time, if you die, it’s real death. The voice in your heart made your face pale.]
[Fortunately, he was there too.]
[After some remedial lessons, you realized this student was not ordinary. He often said strange things, as if he knew something. This made you even more curious about him.]
[Unfortunately, he never bothered to look at you twice, completely ignoring the disappointment in your eyes.]
[Every time you ‘pa fu pa fu’, he might glance at you gravely.This was the only form of communication between you and him, but that was all.]
[Because of this, you didn’t change out of the smaller, pure white ladies’ underwear underneath.]
Seeing this, Su Wanwan secretly cursed, “System, you’re not human.”
She had originally planned to go to the lingerie shop later to see how much she’d grown and buy a set of suitable ladies’ underwear.
System, do you even know there can’t be the slightest connection between teacher uniforms and breast-jiggle?
Things that shouldn’t exist—you made them happen!
System, you’re really amazing.
Damn you, system, for leading me astray!
[At first, you thought he was attracted by your beauty. After all, the breast-jiggling female teacher only existed in legend. Who wouldn’t like that?
This made you very conflicted for a time, wondering whether to give him a little ‘sweetness’.
He seemed to know a lot, but he was always cold toward you.
But compared to death, you were already prepared.
One day, you told him not to leave after class, to stay for a private lesson from the Teacher.
He didn’t refuse.
You found he seemed to listen to you, but always maintained that indifferent attitude.
That day, you let him sit at the lectern.
Thinking about how you usually taught there, and what you were about to do, you felt both ashamed and furious.
To survive, you were ready to risk everything.]
Su Wanwan’s ears turned red as she read the words on the Panel.
In her heart, she thought, “That’s right, I really went all out.
It’s not shameful to survive.”
She didn’t notice the sound of someone swallowing under the lectern.
Anyway, there was no way she’d ever skip class again.
She was a goddess.
They saw a goddess.
Every smile and frown was full of endless imagination.
[Mistress, you…
For the first time, a ripple appeared on his usually calm face.
Your approach seemed to make him very uneasy.
You could feel the pounding heartbeat, unsure if it was yours or his.
You’d never seen him like this, which only confirmed your judgment.
It was like discovering a new continent.
The sense of shame in your heart was diluted.
At that moment, the mystery in your eyes was peeling away layer by layer.
You began to enjoy this emotion.
At this moment, he was just a curious young man toward you, while you, as a Teacher and older sister, held the upper hand.]
Su Wanwan felt a little embarrassed.
It seemed she was the one behaving badly…
Forgive the Teacher.
The Teacher isn’t a bad person.
[He was very uncomfortable with you being so close, and you noticed he deliberately kept some distance.
This only made it more interesting.
Teacher will teach you something fun.
But honestly, you yourself are just a beginner—can you really teach it clearly? You couldn’t help but feel both embarrassed and anxious.
He didn’t understand what you were trying to do.
If this continued, you’d be labeled an incompetent Teacher.
That’s what you thought.
You steeled yourself.
Sit there and don’t move.
You radiated gentle saintly power, making him behave obediently.
Meanwhile, your face was bright red, and with a soft whimper, you slowly lowered your head.]
Su Wanwan didn’t want to stay in the classroom anymore.
For a moment, she felt she wasn’t simulating the apocalypse.
It was almost disrespectful to the system—she felt like she was reading an H-novel at the lectern in front of her students.
She felt so embarrassed.
She wanted to crawl into a hole.
Never mind reading an H-novel in class.
The female lead wasn’t even someone else.
Ah, this…
Public execution…
Su Wanwan, you’ve become a bad Teacher.
Her steps felt unsteady.
Her mental state was shaken.
Yet, on the other hand, she was curious to see if she could survive the apocalypse in this simulation.
She kept reading.
[With a soft whimper, you slowly lowered your head…]
[His eyes widened like copper bells, as if he couldn’t understand what you were doing. Looking closer, his normally cool and fair Mistress’s face was now blushing pink.]
[You made up your mind.]
[You were so embarrassed you couldn’t think straight, but you thought you had this under control. In fact, you didn’t even dislike it, even if you were shy.]
[But you realized you were wrong—completely wrong.]
[Teacher, shut up!]
[You only saw his furious gaze as he pinched your cheek. Amidst your lingering embarrassment, he gripped your neck, his expression full of panic as he demanded: You’re not my Mistress! Who are you?!]
Clatter—
Su Wanwan staggered and almost fell onto the lectern.
The students looked at the goddess on the lectern with concern.
“Teacher! Are you alright?!”
“Should we call 120 for you?!”
Su Wanwan smiled gently, saying she was fine.
She also confiscated a phone.
A fragrant breeze drifted by, leaving behind an almost perfect silhouette and a group of bewildered students.
Damn! She’d forgotten about the no-phones rule.
Who told the goddess to be so beautiful? Concern brings chaos!
What a blunder!
“This class is almost over. Everyone, review on your own.”
Su Wanwan had lost all motivation to teach.
Who could understand?
She’d already prepared herself mentally.
And then she saw this?
What a huge misunderstanding.
[At midnight, the bell tolled twelve, and the corpses in the coffins all ‘came alive’.
Like marionettes.
No one knew how they appeared.
You set aside your thoughts and chose to stay with Lin Mo, though because of what happened earlier, he was even colder toward you.
You stayed close behind him.
You two were lucky and made it out of the teaching building safely.
Of course, you didn’t think it was luck—because you knew better than anyone how terrifying those things were.
The playground was full of students’ corpses, the air thick with the smell of blood.
You couldn’t help but wonder—were you too selfish, caring only about your own life?
If you were a magical girl, could you have saved more people by unlocking stronger power?
You seemed to see wailing souls, but quickly banished the thought.
Because you two had been discovered.
Dark spots like corpse marks spread across your once smooth skin.
You felt waves of dizziness and a foul stench from your own body.
In your fading consciousness, you noticed he still looked like a cold young man, without a single corpse mark.
Save me! Save me!
You screamed in your heart.
Your viewpoint drifted farther from your body.
You saw his disgusted eyes.
The Corpse with No Head struggled to stand, and your head on the ground grinned.
]
[You died.]
[Would you like to retain this round’s talent: Cold Mistress (Blue)?]
[Cold Mistress (Blue): You know her. She’s your Mistress. She can be both regal and sweet, the cutest being in the world. But between you lies a wall of sorrow. If that wall ever shatters, perhaps he might finally glimpse the true Mistress. Effect: Charm +8, Affinity +10, Emotional Perception +3.]
[Simulation over. Survival time did not meet minimum standard. During new player welfare period, calculated at the minimum standard.]
[This round’s survival time was one day. Reward: Body Tempering Pill ×1. Would you like to replace your previous talent with this one?]
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