MTL - They Are Not Human!-Chapter 29 Seminary 05

1,

Wen Qing was stunned, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

what?

The next second, 001 repeated:

[Bullying people - trampling]

[Release object: Ji Junfeng. 】

This time, 001's tone was not as cold as usual, with a hint of displeasure, urging him to complete the task.

After two seconds, Wen Qing remained in place.

Stampede?

Do you mean to let him step on Ji Junfeng? !

001 coldly spit out two words: [Hurry up. 】

Wen Qing asked weakly in her heart: [If you don't step on it, what will happen? 】

001: [At your own risk. 】

This kind of unclear answer is the most terrifying.

Wen Qing wanted to cry but had no tears, why didn't you make it clear!

Is it possible that there are no consequences?

Maybe be beaten by Ji Junfeng?

Or maybe get kicked out of the copy?

Worst possible... Die in situ?

Wen Qing scared himself, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. With his luck, it would definitely not be a good turn, and there was a high probability that it would be the worst outcome.

He can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

[I step on, I step on...]

Wen Qing lowered her head and looked at Ji Junfeng's scarred body at a loss.

Ji Junfeng lifted his eyelids and looked at him against the wall: "Huh?"

Knowing that she made a very rude request, Wen Qing did not dare to look directly at Ji Junfeng: "Yes, can you?"

"I'll just step on it gently and quickly, no, it won't hurt."

Ji Junfeng didn't speak and looked at him quietly.

001 urged again: [What are you waiting for? 】

【I see…】

Wen Qing raised her feet, saw her muddy shoes, and put them back silently.

A bit dirty.

He bent down, untied his shoelaces, took off his shoes and socks,

Ji Junfeng lowered his eyes and stared at his feet.

Wen Qing's feet are not big enough to hold in one grip. The pale insteps are covered with light blue and lavender veins, the toes are round, and the nails are pink.

Ji Junfeng opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Wen Qing put her toes on the shoe, lifted her foot down, lifted her foot down, and couldn't step on it for a while.

Suddenly, a footstep sounded behind him.

Someone walked in.

Wen Qing was startled and turned to look over.

Bai Tong stood at the door of the toilet, frowning slightly: "I just saw a few people—"

As he spoke, he paused and saw Ji Junfeng behind Wen Qing.

Bai Tong glanced at Ji Junfeng, who was covered in bruises, and at Wen Qing, who was barefooted, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Qing stammered, "I, I'm bullying people..."

Bai Tong was slightly startled, but quickly realized that it was because of his identity card. He lowered his eyes and fell on Wen Qing's bare feet.

Wen Qing instinctively shrank her feet, and she was relieved to see Bai Tong understood what she meant.

He turned sideways, looked at Ji Junfeng, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I, I'll just give it a little..."

Ji Junfeng chuckled softly and said in a hoarse voice, "How long have you been talking about?"

"Why don't you step on it?"

Haven't you been mentally prepared yet...

Wen Qing glanced at Ji Junfeng's body, there were not only wounds on his hands, but also smoke scars, large bruises on his chest, and injuries on his stomach and legs were invisible, but from the stick marks and footprints on his clothes, there must be wounds. .

bruised all over...

This, this has nowhere to go!

Wen Qing stood on tiptoe, not knowing where to step.

Before he could lift his feet, the indifferent countdown of 001 sounded in his mind: [Ten, nine, eight...]

Wen Qing slowly raised his foot, Ji Junfeng might have been impatient to wait, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his ankle.

The hot palms covered her feet, and Wen Qing struggled subconsciously.

But Ji Junfeng was very strong, grabbed his feet and pressed them directly on his chest.

The skin under her feet was scorching hot, and Wen Qing felt as if her feet were scalded. She opened her eyes wide and stared at Ji Junfeng blankly.

Ji Junfeng raised the corner of his mouth, moved his palm from his ankle to the instep, and pressed it gently: "Are you trying to step on me like this?"

The hot and sticky breath brushed over the soles of the feet, it was gentle, itchy and shy, and quickly apologized: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Ji Junfeng smiled, grabbed his feet, slowly moved down, stopped at the navel, and pressed heavily: "Do you still want to step on me like this?"

Wen Qing could feel that the force was heavy, as if he wanted to really step on it.

Hearing Ji Junfeng's gradually rapid breathing, Wen Qing apologized again and wanted to withdraw his foot, but Ji Junfeng held him tightly and continued down.

"I'm sorry..." Wen Qing apologized in a low voice, her eyes slightly red with nervousness.

He asked 001 in his heart: [System, is this all right? 】

001: [Hmm. 】

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly said, "Enough..."

"no need…"

His voice trembled slightly, it didn't sound like he was bullying, but like being bullied.

Bai Tong's throat moved slightly, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Wen Qing's bare feet.

Ji Junfeng let out a breath of hot air, panting slightly: "So fast?"

"Don't you want to step anywhere else?"

Bai Tong stood aside and saw the change of desire in Ji Junfeng's eyes clearly, his face gradually sank.

He strode forward, and a second before he was about to start, Ji Junfeng let go of Wen Qingzuo's hand.

There were a few red fingerprints on the back of Wen Qing's white and tender instep, which looked very ambiguous.

Ji Junfeng licked his lips, closed his eyes, his chest heaved slightly, as if he was trampled and hurt, and he seemed to be reminiscing about something.

Wen Qing didn't notice his feet at all. He quickly put on his shoes and asked, "How are you, how are you now?"

Ji Junfeng closed his eyes and did not speak.

Wen Qing whispered, "I'll take you to the classroom?"

Ji Junfeng still did not speak.

Wen Qing thought to himself, this should be the default.

He bent down and tried to help Ji Junfeng up.

Ji Junfeng was sitting all the time yesterday, and Wen Qing didn't know his height. Now that he was halfway up, Wen Qing realized that the other party was much taller than him. He could barely wrap his arms around Ji Junfeng's waist. .

The strong smell of perfume rushed to the face, and Wen Qing was so smoked that her eyes turned red, she turned her head quickly, and bumped into Ji Junfeng's biceps.

Although Ji Junfeng looks androgynous, he has a lot of chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and biceps.

From Bai Tong's point of view, Wen Qing's whole body is buried in Ji Junfeng's arms, full of ambiguousness.

With a sullen face, he walked to Wen Qing's side and said, "You are weak, I will come."

Ji Junfeng hummed twice, still pressing on Wen Qing, and said lazily, "No."

"You look very similar to those who beat me just now, I'm afraid."

Bai Tong's mouth twitched.

Wen Qing raised her head and whispered to Ji Junfeng, "I, I can't hold you alone..."

He said tentatively, "Don't let you close your eyes, so that you can't see the white pass?"

Ji Junfeng reluctantly responded: "That's fine."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, pressed his head against Wen Qing's ear, slowly raised an arm, and motioned for Bai Tong to help him.

Bai Tong grabbed Ji Junfeng's arm and walked out expressionlessly.

Wen Qing took two steps and felt something soft brush the tip of her ear.

Take a step, rub it.

The warm breath spit on the pinna, as if a current drilled into the body and spread to the whole body along the spine.

Wen Qing's cheeks flushed, and she pushed Ji Junfeng's head softly: "You, don't get so close to me."

Ji Junfeng snorted and said slowly, "My stomach hurts and I can't move."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "Then you can continue to rely on it."

Bai Tong's face darkened, and the hand holding Ji Junfeng's arm gradually tightened.

Ji Junfeng whispered in pain: "My hand is starting to hurt too."

Wen Qing hurriedly asked, "Why don't we take you directly to the infirmary."

Ji Junfeng panted: "There is no infirmary in the school."

"If you are injured, you can only go to the temple to pray, I don't want to go."

Temple?

Wen Qing thought of the huge statue, her face changed slightly: "Well, let's go to the classroom then."

As soon as he reached the stairs, Ji Junfeng shouted again: "Hands hurt even more."

"Student, don't work so hard."

Hearing this, Wen Qing stopped and turned to look at Bai Tong.

Bai Tong smiled lightly, motioned for Wen Qing to move away, then took a step to the side, carried Ji Junfeng on his back, and strode down the stairs.

Without any warmth in his voice, he said coldly, "Classmate, of course it will hurt if you talk so much. I will take you to the classroom to rest."

One person's back is much faster than two people's support, and in the blink of an eye, he arrives in the classroom.

Bai Tong walked to the back row and threw Ji Junfeng on the chair: "Does it hurt?"

Ji Junfeng turned pale, looked at Wen Qing who was closing the door, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, I can hold it back, you didn't mean it."

Bai Tong: "…"

Ji Junfeng continued: "Thank you, this classmate."

Wen Qing turned around, unaware of the strange atmosphere between the two.

He looked at the wound on Ji Junfeng's body and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any medicine to apply?"

Ji Junfeng raised the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine."

"It's you, let's go to the cafeteria."

"The fasting starts today, and the teacher will name each meal."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked, "What about you?"

Ji Junfeng lay on the table and closed his eyes: "I'm not going."

"Those people just don't want me to go, you don't have to worry about me."

Wen Qing frowned: "Then let me help you talk to the teacher."

Ji Junfeng laughed: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Leaving a distance from the classroom, Bai Tong said, "What's the matter with him?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "When I came out of the office, I heard a voice and went to have a look."

"I found that three or four people were playing Ji Junfeng, and then pretended to call the teacher to scare them away..."

"Then, then," Wen Qing paused and said slowly, "the system prompted me to step on Ji Junfeng."

Bai Tong frowned: "This is your clue."

Wen Qing snorted and suddenly realized: "Yes..."

"But I didn't see the faces of the abusers."

Bai Tong shook his head and explained, "It should have nothing to do with the perpetrator."

"Your hobby is bullying, it should be about the victim."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Bai Tong lowered his eyes and covered the emotions in his eyes: "To be precise, it may have something to do with Ji Junfeng."

"Is there anything unusual about him?"

Wen Qing thought for a while: "he also had a lot of injuries yesterday."

"The other...I didn't find it."

Bai Tong snorted and continued: "He said he could only go to the temple to pray when he was injured, but he didn't want to go. As a seminary student, he might know something."

Thinking of the change in Ji Junfeng just now, Bai Tong couldn't help reminding Wen Qing, "Be careful when you come into contact with him."

"No matter what, he is also a native student of this seminary, to X..."

Bai Tong didn't say the following words, but Wen Qing also understood. He nodded and whispered, "I will."

Bai Tong's expression softened a little, and then he asked, "By the way, why did Teacher Chen look for you?"

Wen Qing took out the gift box in his pocket, opened the lid, put the spoon and chopsticks under Bai Tong's eyes, and said slowly, "The teacher said that the high priest wants me to cook well."

2,

Bai Tong lowered his head and silently looked at the chopsticks and spoons tied with bow ribbons.

Gotta say, kinda cute.

It also matches Wen Qing a little inexplicably.

After a long while, he said, "This high priest is watching you."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he definitely said this from Bai Tong's mouth, which was different from his own random guessing.

He glanced around, making sure there was no one there, and then leaned into Bai Tong's ear and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you monitoring us?"

The faint sweet fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, Bai Tong pursed his lips and whispered: "It should be only you."

"Most people didn't go to the cafeteria yesterday."

Wen Qing was the only one who received the gift.

Wen slightly frowned, because of what happened in the temple yesterday?

Or because of the buff on him?

Wen Qing couldn't figure it out alone. If he wanted Bai Tong to help analyze it, he had to tell him about the buff.

Bai Tong has already told him about the portable space, if you tell him about the buff...

While hesitating, 001 said: [Can't say. 】

Wen Qing couldn't help but ask: [Why? 】

001 said coldly: [Portable space is not a rare thing, and you are the only guide at present. 】

[Can you guarantee that he won't do anything after he finds out? 】

Wen Qing was about to speak, but 001 then said: [Even if he looks normal now, are you sure he won't change in the future? 】

When Wen Qing said this, he instantly thought of Zhou Zhou, and he lowered his eyes: [No. 】

001 didn't let him go, and continued: [Can you make sure he won't tell anyone about this? Actively or forced? 】

[Those with a heart will covet the buffs on you, and they can even use you as bait. 】

It was the first time that Wen Qing heard 001 say such long words.

Although the tone of these words was the same as usual, cold and indifferent, and he could not hear any emotions, but he was worried that 001 was secretly angry, and when he returned to the world, he began to spend money recklessly.

Wen Qing quickly said obediently: [I see, I won't tell anyone about the buff. 】

001 snorted coldly.

Wen Qing thought for a while, and asked hesitantly: [Can my buff be taken away? 】

001: [Some people can. 】

Wen Qing understood, it was probably those with props or other buffs.

[Then, can that be exchanged? 】

001 cold voice: [No. 】

The temperature of these two words is much lower than the previous words, Wen Qing did not dare to ask any more, and followed Bai Tong quickly into the cafeteria.

The canteen is a single-story building with only the first floor.

Just as Wen Qing and Bai Tong walked up the steps, they heard a slightly angry voice from a female teacher: "Wen Qing, Bai Tong."

"Are these two classmates not here?"

Bai Tong shouted: "Here."

Wen Qing also responded quickly and ran in quickly.

In the center of the cafeteria stood a middle-aged female teacher in professional attire. She held a roster in her hand and looked at Wen Qing and Bai Tong coldly: "Why is it so slow?"

"It's past eight o'clock."

Wen Qing walked up to her and said softly, "I'm sorry, teacher."

"Mr. Chen asked me to go to his office, and I wasted a little time on the way."

Seeing it was Wen Qing, the female teacher smiled, drew a pen and scratched on the roll, and said softly, "I know what's going on, you two, sit down and eat."

Wen Qing just took a step, paused, and said to the female teacher, "Teacher, Ji Junfeng from our class is not feeling well and can't come to dinner. He is in the classroom now."

The female teacher looked at him sideways.

Wen Qing thought the teacher didn't hear clearly, and repeated, "Ji Junfeng."

The female teacher gave a nib: "I see."

"You go to eat first."

Wen Qing nodded and swept around. There was no window in the cafeteria, and there was no food in front of the students.

Bai Tong whispered: "Just sit down."

Wen Qing and Bai Tong sat down in the empty seats at the player table, and soon, three or four strong men wearing masks and hats pushed the dining cart over and served everyone in turn.

The ordinary stainless steel plate, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, has a large amount of dishes and meals, so much that it hangs teeteringly on the edge, as if they are afraid that they will not be full, and each person has a glass of hot milk.

The female teacher raised her voice and reminded: "The fast food is a gift from God, so be sure to finish it, or you will be disrespectful to God."

The players were all stunned for a moment, and then they saw the other students shouting loudly and began to eat meat with big mouthfuls.

No one dared to use chopsticks at the player's table, which was particularly abrupt.

The female teacher glanced over and said lightly, "Enjoy slowly, Teacher Sun is responsible for checking the last empty plate."

After speaking, a burly male teacher walked to the entrance of the cafeteria.

Wen Qing's face changed slightly, realizing that they had to finish their meal today, otherwise they might not be able to do without this cafeteria.

The players looked at each other, held the chopsticks to pick up the dishes, and dared not start.

After a while, someone moved.

Oz sat by the side and ate his meal indifferently. After two or three bites, he solved a meat dish.

Seeing this, the players started eating.

Wen Qing didn't use the cutlery given by the high priest. He used the wooden chopsticks he sent to poke the pork belly, which was a little bit hard to eat.

In the early morning, he had a bad appetite, and what he provided was not porridge, but a meal with meat and vegetables.

After barely eating two vegetarian dishes, Wen Qing burped.

Bai Tong paused, then turned to look at him: "Can't you eat anymore?"

Wen nodded lightly and whispered, "I'll eat slowly."

"No," Bai Tong took the initiative to take the food from his plate and added, "I have a big appetite."

Wen Qing took a sip of milk and whispered, "Thank you."

Bai Tong finished the meal quickly, looked around, and said softly, "There are very few people."

Wen Wei was slightly taken aback, and looked to both sides.

There are actually very few students in the cafeteria, there are not many tables and chairs, and the seats are full, so it looks crowded.

Wen Qing counted, and as soon as he reached the fifth table, a gentle female voice sounded from the right: "There are 74 people in total, including 10 players."

Wen Qing turned her head, and the person who spoke was a pretty girl.

Bai Tong said, "This is my roommate, Li Jingjing."

Wen Qing whispered, "Hello, my name is Wen Qing."

Li Jingjing smiled: "I know."

She took the initiative to say, "I got some news from my deskmate yesterday."

"The celebration of the birthday of God seems to be a lot of physical and mental effort, so from today until the day of the birthday of God, a teacher will supervise us to finish every meal, saying that it is to ensure that we are getting enough nutrition."

Wen Qing couldn't help frowning, how much each meal?

"What if you can't finish eating?"

Li Jingjing raised his eyebrows in the direction of the other classmates and motioned to Wen Qing to look over: "This is a gift from God, even if they can't finish it, they have to force it in."

Wen Qing looked over, and sure enough, a few thin students couldn't eat half of the meal, but they were still frantically stuffing the food into their mouths, their expressions twisted and hideous, and they looked a bit terrifying.

Li Jingjing looked at this scene and said softly, "Is it like feeding a pig?"

"Feed us fat and fat, and then slaughter."

Her tone was soft, but what she said was very immersive, and Wen Qing couldn't help but shuddered.

Li Jingjing burst out laughing and said to Bai Tong, "Your child is so timid."

Bai Tong paused, his brows and eyes gradually widened, and he said with a low smile, "What my little friend..."

Li Jingjing rolled his eyes and asked Wen Qing, "How many copies have you passed?"

Wen Qing said honestly, "This time it's the second one."

Li Jingjing looked at him in surprise: "Two? You are still a newcomer."

"Why is the second newcomer at the **** level? I don't know whether to call you unlucky or lucky."

Wen Qing nodded and said slowly, "I know, I'm unlucky."

Li Jingjing laughed again.

Not long after, Oz was the first to walk to the entrance of the cafeteria. After Mr. Sun checked the plate, he let him leave, and then the players left one by one.

Wen Qing and Bai Tong walked to Teacher Sun together.

Teacher Sun glanced at Baitong's dinner plate, let him put it on the table beside him, and said, "Thank God."

Bai Tong: "Thank God."

When it was Wen Qing's turn, Teacher Sun said, "Thank you, High Priest."

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then replied, "Thank you High Priest."

Bai Tong took the initiative to ask: "Teacher, there is still half an hour before class. Can we go to the library?"

Teacher Sun frowned: "What are you going to do in the library?"

Bai Tong said casually, "I want to admire the deeds of God."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Teacher Sun's rigid face: "Not now, it's time for class."

"Don't worry, everyone will be arranged to go to the library this afternoon."

Bai Tong nodded, pulled Wen Qing out of the cafeteria, and walked towards the teaching building.

Back in the classroom, Wen Qing found that Ji Junfeng's seat was empty.

As the class time got closer and closer, Ji Junfeng still didn't come back.

Wen frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked the classmates in the front row, "That classmate, have you seen Ji Junfeng?"

The smiley expressions of the classmates in the front row changed instantly, and they said in disgust, "I don't know, I don't know, who cares if he lives or dies."

Seeing his face change with his own eyes, Wen Qing was stunned, what happened to Ji Junfeng?

He whispered, "Why?"

"Why else," the classmates in the front row turned their heads impatiently. Seeing what he said was Wen Qing, he explained perfunctorily, "Because he didn't enjoy God's gift in the morning, he deserved to be punished."

Wen Qing looked confused: "I told the teacher why."

The classmate looked at him strangely: "Is there any necessary connection between him being unwell and not coming to the cafeteria?"

"If it were me, I would have to climb to the cafeteria."

Wen Qing opened her mouth and realized that she couldn't make sense with him, so she said dryly, "Thank you."

The classmate smiled and said, "You're welcome."

"But you'd better stay away from Ji Junfeng, he is..."

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped talking.

Wen Qing hurriedly asked, "What is he?"

The classmate shook his head and said covertly, "It's nothing, nothing."

"Anyway, it's good for you to ignore him, and it's good for yourself."

Wen Qing still wanted to ask, but the classmate glanced at the door and quickly turned around and sat down.

He tilted his head and saw that Teacher Sun was standing at the door at some point.

"Mr. Chen has something to do this morning, so I will come to the prayer class."

Teacher Sun walked to the podium and said to everyone, "Turn to the first page."

"Let's go over it again."

Wen Qing opened it and followed the crowd to read: "The **** of love and desire was born in the white spray splashed with blood thrown into the water, desire—"

His voice stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the name in the textbook in disbelief.

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