The instinct to escape screamed in his brain:

Get out of here!

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and vigorously resisted her urge to retreat. The fingers supporting the table turned white from the exertion, and her eyes were blurred, but she still managed to hold on to a weak light.

...Time is limited.

Everything he has to do next must be completed within ten minutes.

He took a deep breath, squatted down, and began to rummage quickly in the drawers of the table. Soon, the last drawer was opened, and a stack of red paper exuding a cold atmosphere appeared in front of Wen Jianyan.

Staring at the stack of red paper, Wen Jianyan felt a chill running down his spine.

Found it.

*

The other side.

The female teacher in red stood in the center of the office, her dead gray eyes slowly turning, as if searching for something:

"Classmate, stop hiding. If you continue like this, the teacher will be angry."

In the smoke, Hugo's whole body was tense, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead without realizing it. Unknowingly, more than half of the cigarette he was biting had been consumed, and it was almost burning to his lips.

Just now, he used his own talent to offset an opponent's frontal attack.

So far, he has only had head-on conflicts with the student council members in the dungeon. This is the first time he has faced a "teacher", so until now, he has truly felt the difference in terror levels between the two sides.

Sure enough, what they guessed at the beginning was right. In the copy of [Yuying Comprehensive University], the suppression caused by the "identity" gap is almost insurmountable. Even a teacher is so difficult to resist, which makes him

I can't imagine how powerful an NPC with a position like vice principal or principal would be.

Hugo took the cigarette from his lips.

The next second, his fingertips moved slightly, and a cluster of vigorous sparks suddenly exploded from the cigarette butt. The sharp firelight penetrated the gray-white smoke, carrying a huge momentum, and moved towards the person not far away from the words at an unstoppable speed.

The teacher in red flies away!

The sparks came into contact with the woman's blood-red skirt and suddenly burst into flames. The flames seemed to be alive, drilling deep into the body below.

The next second, the air was filled with the smell of burnt corpses.

Hugo gritted his teeth and lowered a slightly trembling hand.

The fingers he used to twist the cigarette twitched nervously at his side, and the burnt black color spread quickly from his fingertips, as if he was attacking others while still consuming his own flesh and blood.

The female teacher's progress stopped for a moment.

She lowered her head and looked down at her burned chest. The burned cloth did not look like a human body, but rather like squirming flesh and blood tissue. But soon, the flames that were burning fiercely just now were destroyed by some kind of fire.

The invisible force pinched it out and disappeared bit by bit.

Immediately afterwards, the bright red skirt slowly covered the wound like some kind of flowing tissue fluid.

She raised her head and slowly opened the corners of her scarlet mouth:

"Found you."

"...!"

not good!

Hugo's pupils suddenly contracted, and he retreated suddenly. However, it was unknown whether it was due to the injury, but his reaction ability was a bit weaker than before.

Within a few seconds of this brief pause, a strong death crisis had quietly arrived.

"Get out of the way!"

Not far away, a sharp voice came.

The next second, scarlet vines were pulled up from the spot, growing quickly and wantonly into a strong wall, firmly blocking Hugo's front, blocking him from the incoming blow.

Hugo gasped and turned to look.

Several familiar figures appeared at the open office door.

Standing at the front was a tall woman with a solemn face, with coquettish vines winding down her pale side face.

The clouds are blue.

She stared in this direction, her teeth clenched, and her eyes turned a strange red.

Obviously, the vine wall that just saved Hugo from fire and water was released by her.

Beside her, stood a petite orange-haired little girl, carrying a rusty sword on her shoulder that did not fit her body shape. She tilted her head and smiled in gloating: "Oh, you are so embarrassed."
Chapter completed!