dkrc Chapter 101 Strange Evolution? 3-Bag Mortgage Slaves!
Chapter 101 Strange Evolution? 3-Bag Mortgage Slaves!
Chapter 101 Strange Evolution? Three-Bag Mortgage Slaves!
Huimin Residential Community, Property Management Office.
The school leaders finally activated the property and gained access to most of the surveillance coverage in their assigned areas.
"Only 39 people left? This year's students aren't very good."
"Hey!" Tan Xing, the director of Jiwu High School, laughed as soon as he saw the surveillance footage: "Director Zhang, how come all the students from your Jinglan High School have been eliminated?"
Didn't your school have any pre-competition training?
Upon hearing this, "Director Jinglan Zhang" turned pale: "These brats!"
He glanced at the surveillance footage and saw that even now, in the area where the first-year high school students were located, there were still several people fighting outside the building!
And the entire Jinglan High School he led has been eliminated!
What a disgrace!
If the same thing happens in the second semester of next year's first year of high school, then Jinglan High School will not be able to expand its enrollment for the first year of high school next year because there will not be enough space!
If they fall behind at every step, they'll fall behind at every step. If this continues, Jinglan High School will definitely fall into a state of talent shortage, and it's not impossible that in the future, the number of public high schools in Yuncheng will drop from the top ten to the top nine.
At that time, all the faculty and staff of Jinglan High School may lose their jobs!
Thinking of this, Director Zhang's chest heaved with anger, and his heart pounded slightly.
But outwardly, Director Zhang still didn't want to show weakness, so he snorted and said, "Director Tan, your Jiwu High School isn't much better than our Jinglan High School!"
There are only four people left to participate, and three are trapped in the bags — you should pray that there aren't too many students turning into fake humans this time!
Training students to compete at the highest level is no easy feat!
Director Tan initially didn't think much of it, but then he suddenly saw on one of the surveillance cameras that a student from his school was running past, crying and shouting, towards the mental barrier at the regional boundary line, repeatedly yelling, "I don't want to compete anymore! I want to forfeit! I want to forfeit!"
The moment the student came into contact with the mental barrier, his hair stood on end, and then his face felt as if it were being pulled by a tremendous force.
In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared into the residential area, sucked away to some unknown place.
"Ha ha!"
Director Zhang laughed heartily: "How come your school's competition-level students can surrender? Director Tan, this kind of mentality is not suitable for martial arts training!"
Although all of our Jinglan High School students were eliminated, no one forfeited!
Director Tan's face darkened.
"Scream! Hurry up and pick up the students! If all the competition-level students turn into fake humans, you'll be in trouble!"
"I'm not in a hurry."
Director Zhang calmly replied, "Even though they've been eliminated, the Huimin Community after the 'real test' can still provide the students with some valuable experience. Since they're already here, it's good to let them experience more."
"Hmph! I'm not in a hurry!"
Director Tan said coldly, "If you can't even get through this, you won't live much longer!"
The team leaders from the other high schools didn't interrupt; they simply watched their own school's competition while secretly exchanging comments and feedback.
No one dared to mock them like Director Tan from Jiwu High School.
Suddenly, Director Tan said, "Teacher Li, your first-year high school students who are at the competition level are quite impressive!"
There are six left—which one is Bai Hui?
Li Bin frowned, glanced back at him, and then turned back to stare intently at the surveillance footage.
"I'm still looking—"
Inside the property, the names of students from various schools who were still participating in the competition were displayed next to the monitor by a magical device.
These magical devices were brought by various schools specifically for this competition. Combined with the property's surveillance system, they can, to some extent, show the progress of the participating students.
"That guy named Tian Qiyuan—he must be from the Tian family, right? He's already got three housing bags—Teacher Li, your school is really lucky!"
Director Zhang said in a strange tone.
Li Bindao ignored him.
He was still looking for Bai Hui—the magic artifact showed that Bai Hui was still participating in the competition, but after reviewing all the surveillance footage, Li Bindao still couldn't find Bai Hui.
And it wasn't just Bai Hui.
He Qing from Class 1, and Li Youye and Feng Jue from Class 3, also could not be found on the surveillance footage!
Of course, Li Youye knew that the principal was his grandson. Although the principal of No. 1 High School had long since died, he was still a person, and as a person, he had emotional ties.
The reason he's been lingering on immortality, transforming into a dream vessel, is supposedly because he's worried about his grandson and is trying to pull strings to ensure that the dream vessel he evolves into after his death will be used by his grandson.
At this moment, of the four who had disappeared, only Li Youye had not yet obtained the room bag.
These four people have already obtained a total of three room bags, but they are not currently inside any building, nor can they be found outside the building area.
"etc!"
Li Bin's pupils contracted slightly as he pointed to a surveillance camera feed, exclaiming in astonishment, "What is this?!"
The team leaders from the other high schools immediately gathered around, only to see on the surveillance footage a hunched-over "mortgage slave" with three mortgages grotesquely borne on his back, heading from the first-year competition area towards the second-year competition area!
"A mortgage slave with three bags of money?!"
The team leaders exclaimed in surprise, their faces almost touching the monitor screen.
"How could such a thing exist!"
"Who conducted the pre-match investigation?!"
"Damn! To be able to move around while carrying three mortgages? That's way beyond what's acceptable!"
"The situation in Huimin Community is so dire that carrying three bags of belongings isn't even the limit?! This is clearly an evolution! Report it! It must be reported!"
"Can we really do this, Hui-ge?"
Li Youmo activated the Heartbeat Shaping Technique, his spine hunched over, feeling the weight of the two people on his back being reduced with the help of a thousand-pound weight, and muttered to himself.
He could only feel a slight weight from Feng Jue and He Qing, but he couldn't sense Bai Hui's presence at all.
Upon hearing this, Bai Hui's voice resounded directly in Li Youmo's mind, saying, "I'm not sure either, but we don't have any other options right now, right? Let's give it a try—"
"That's true—but Brother Hui, what kind of martial arts is this? How come I can't help but ignore your presence?"
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"It's just casual practice, so don't be curious about it; it's not good for your rationality."
"OK."
Actually, let's not even talk about Li Youmo.
Even though He Qing and Feng Jue had to squeeze together because of limited space, they would still subconsciously ignore Bai Hui's presence in the middle of them!
However, they didn't ask, instead holding up their newly acquired housing bags to create the illusion that Li Youmo was a mortgage slave, carrying three housing bags on his back.
Meanwhile, Bai Hui, the initiator of the plan, with his "gossipy tongue," continued to entice the long-tongued parrots accompanying him to gather around and, from an angle that the three could not yet notice, "fill in the gaps" with their bodies.
Bai Hui couldn't fully grasp the strange logic of mortgage slaves for the time being, but long-tongued parrots are a kind of strange tale, and they feed on gossip. When they devour gossip, they will vaguely carry the feeling of the source of the gossip they devour.
It's the perfect place to use it as a disguise in this affordable residential area!
Soon, the four of them arrived at the boundary of the area.
Li Youmo took a deep breath and said, "Get ready, I'm about to teleport!"
"Wait a moment," Bai Hui said.
Then Bai Hui flicked his head, and his long, crimson tongue, which he had trained to be two meters long, shot out, binding the four people like a rope—
Let's go!
Only then did Li Youmo raise his hand and cover the Heart Demon Barrier.
The terrifying suction force that was expected did not arrive, and Li Youmo breathed a slight sigh of relief. He was about to say "It's feasible" when the Heart Demon seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Then it began to corrupt Li Youmo.
Li Youmo's face was filled with pain, and the skin and flesh on his hands began to disappear visibly!
In an instant, Li Youmo's two palms became a bloody mess!
He quickly stopped, but the malevolent spirit clung to him like a persistent carbuncle, chasing after him!
Seeing this, Bai Hui quickly said, "It seems we've been discovered and they're treating us like a real ghost story—there's no other way, let's rush over while we still can!"
"Okay, Hui-ge!"
Li Youyan roared in agony and ran away.
Of course, Bai Hui couldn't let Li Youye carry everything, so he poked his head out from the latter's back, opened his mouth fiercely, and forcefully bit into the barrier of the Heart-Shattering Fiend.
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