Chapter 146: [Passing the Imperial Examination] This Is the End of Me
“I trust the four parents—Guo Wenhao, Li Shanshan, Wang Jiapeng, and Chen Feiguang—were all watching? Your children have regressed at a terrifying speed. I hope you can make a trip to the school before classes end this noon so we can have a proper discussion about their decline!”
This was spoken directly to the surveillance cameras, serving as a crystal-clear message to the players: their parents were watching them from the other side of those lenses.
Following this relentless sequence of events, the four players stood in a daze, their minds utterly numb.
The bullet chat room was spammed with a continuous barrage of holy craps.
This instance was truly horrifying.
By comparison, even directly facing Sadako crawling out of a well might not necessarily generate this caliber of sheer oppression.
After all, some people were born naturally immune to typical horror elements—Bai Cha being a prime example.
However, the pressure exerted by a teacher of this caliber was an entirely different beast.
Throughout it all, Bai Cha remained focused on working through her test paper, behaving like a genuine student, keeping her head buried just like the rest of the surrounding NPCs.
Yet, if only this instance merely required them to act as ordinary students.
Drip—
A drop of blood fell onto the paper.
Bai Cha paused for a split second, pulled out a tissue to wipe it away, and resumed writing.
Drip—
Another drop of fresh blood fell.
Bai Cha was thoroughly speechless.
She wiped it away again and kept writing.
A drop fell, she wiped it; another fell, she wiped it again.
This repeated until the entire test paper looked as if it were smeared with blood.
No matter what, she simply refused to raise her head to look up.
As the dismissal bell rang, she was left with one final problem unwritten.
Even reaching this point was pushing her limits; in reality, she had likely made quite a few mistakes, skipping straight past many problems she didn’t know how to solve.
Who cared, though? Avoiding getting her parents summoned like those four players was already a success in her book.
Only then did she pretend to stretch her back, casting a casual glance toward the ceiling. It was completely empty—nothing was there. When she looked back down, the blood on her paper had vanished as well.
Handing in her paper, she casually toggled the bullet chat interface back on.
[So the streamer actually remembers to open the chat!]
[Did you know there was a person right above your head just now? That blood was literally dripping from her face!]
[To be able to hold back from raising her head to look—that really takes some serious guts!]
Having turned in her paper, she had a twenty-minute break following the second period.
However, judging by how the previous class’s teacher had entered five minutes early, this twenty-minute break amounted to ten minutes at most, given the likelihood of the previous teacher dragging out the lesson.
Noticing a girl stepping out with tissues in hand—likely headed to the restroom—Bai Cha followed along.
Simple enough: she needed to familiarize herself with the environment and dispose of the sponges in the restroom along the way.
The schedule was packed far too tightly, making it nearly impossible to investigate her character’s personal background.
Judging by the current situation, however, she was likely raised in a single-parent family; observing during breakfast this morning, no traces of a man living in the household were found.
Though the possibility couldn’t be ruled out that Mother Han had simply rented the place temporarily to accompany her daughter for her studies.
Regardless, that style of widowed-style parenting differed little from a single-parent household anyway.
Refraining from mentioning her father in the slightest leading up to the college entrance exam shouldn’t pose any issues.
Naturally, considering that this instance required satisfying the parents, she would definitely need to investigate Mother Han’s personal storyline later on.
The restroom was located downstairs, directly across from the iron gate at the entrance. Passing through the opposite iron gate and turning right led straight to a public restroom.
By the time she completed this round trip, ten minutes had already elapsed.
If anyone happened to suffer a stomach ache, returning on time would be utterly out of the question.
Upon her return, she discovered the physics teacher had already arrived.
For a brief moment, Bai Cha felt a wave of suffocating breakdown brought on by the immense pressure.
Staying in this instance for so many days—would her mental state remain intact upon getting out?
[Help…]
[No wonder the clear rate for this instance is absurdly low! Wow, if I were thrown in there, I’d just commit suicide on the spot, okay?]
[Mhm… If suicide were an option, that would be great, but I feel like you might not even manage to die successfully here?]
[Eek! Based on my experience from past streams, committing suicide gets you sent straight to a psychiatric hospital—well, not a mental hospital per se, but Principal Yang’s style, if you know what I mean! You still have to take the college entrance exam regardless!]
[?????]
[Speaking of which, has anyone noticed that the instances this streamer cleared previously seem to have vanished entirely?]
[Huh? What do you mean?]
[Literally what it means! When an instance gets shut down, anyone scheduled to enter it next gets their assignment temporarily swapped out. I’ve been following her since two instances ago, and I noticed every single instance she cleared has ceased to exist!]
[Just like Xu Ming-wang?]
[Not quite the same, right? Xu got no points after clearing stages, which is why he remained stuck at that rank for a long time. But this streamer keeps ranking up!]
[Oh?]
The bullet chat suddenly shifted toward discussing Bai Cha.
With the chatter growing so lively, Bai Cha had no choice but to toggle the chat off once again to avoid distractions during class.
The four players who had been chewed out during the previous period were listening intently.
However…
“Guo Wenhao, come up to the blackboard and draw the force analysis diagram for this problem.”
Guo Wenhao felt as though his soul were about to leave his body.
Swallowing hard, he struggled to his feet.
He didn’t know how! His physics had been atrocious back in school, and force analysis was his absolute worst nightmare.
A desperate streak of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes. As he walked toward the podium, he faked a trip and slammed his head directly against the edge of the podium steps.
It was a brutally hard impact—the loud crack resounded through the entire classroom.
A gash opened up on his skull, blood spurting out since he had crashed straight into the sharp corner.
He curled into a ball on the spot, collapsing into unconsciousness as fresh blood pooled rapidly beneath his head.
The physics teacher froze briefly before hastily pulling out his phone to call an ambulance.
At the same time, he shouted toward the camera, urging Guo Wenhao’s parents to get to the school immediately.
Bai Cha thought this player had some clever tricks up his sleeve.
Did he really think he could escape studying this way, though? Impossible.
Barring any surprises, she would likely see this player again by tomorrow.
The ambulance had yet to arrive, and moving the injured person recklessly was out of the question, given that it was a head injury.
In cases of head trauma, moving the patient carelessly carried a severe risk of secondary injuries.
For an impact straight to the head like this, it was best to wait for medical personnel to carry him off properly.
However, doing so would delay the lesson.
Thus, after completing the necessary calls, the physics teacher walked over, checked Guo Wenhao’s breathing to confirm he was still alive, and resumed the class.
“Han Yingying, come up and solve this force analysis problem.”
[Holy crap, the guy is practically dying on the floor, and that doesn’t affect the lesson at all?]
[After all, life can be restarted, but the college entrance exam happens only once! /doge]
[To put it precisely, if one person wastes one minute, the entire class wastes dozens of minutes! How could we delay the studies of the entire class for the sake of one person’s life?]
[You guys… really know your stuff.]
Bai Cha felt immensely grateful that she had pursued the science track back in school.
Otherwise, she would be completely finished in this game today.
Having solved the problem without further incident, the physics teacher resumed going over the test paper.
Before long, the ambulance arrived, accompanied by Guo Wenhao’s parent—a middle-aged woman.
She possessed a booming voice.
“I’m furious! Why is this child so utterly incapable of giving me peace of mind?! Pulling a stunt like this right before the college entrance exam! Hurry up and get him to the hospital! Check if anything is wrong—if he’s fine, get him back to school immediately!”
“Teacher, I am so sorry for causing you trouble! I’ll discipline this child properly once we’re back!”
“It’s alright. Take him to get checked first—make sure there’s no brain damage.”
The middle-aged woman’s face darkened even further.
Once they departed, the physics teacher initiated a new round of questioning.
“Li Shanshan, as our physics class representative, come explain this problem to everyone.”
Li Shanshan: “…”
Damn it all, I was a humanities student back in school!!!!
What do you mean, physics class representative?!
Catching the lingering stench of blood in the air, Li Shanshan contemplated whether she should pull a stunt and knock herself out too.
However, the physics teacher seemed to read her intentions loud and clear.
“You can just stand at your desk and explain. No need to come up.”
It’s over—this is the end of me!!
Li Shanshan wept silent tears in her heart.
