Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

After dawn, Li Ming did not participate in the group morning jog or go to the classroom. He turned around and left the school.

After having breakfast at a roadside stall, we walked to the ‘Kanglai’ Medical Center.

He found Zhang Jindong in an intensive care unit and proposed another brain tumor examination.

Of course Zhang Jindong had no objection. After comforting the old man on the hospital bed, he took Li Ming to the radiology department and gave him priority to complete the X-ray examination.

Two hours later, the results came out.

Zhang Jindong looked at the X-ray film in his hand with a surprised look on his face. He even thought he was dazzled. He took off his reading glasses and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"It's impossible... In one day, it actually shrunk to one-tenth of its original size. This..."

"Do it again!" He said firmly. After decades of working in the industry, this was the first time he had seen such a strange thing. He had to confirm it clearly.

But Li Ming already knew the result and said with a smile: "No, Dr. Zhang, I have something else to do, so I won't disturb you. Goodbye."

"Hey, young man, wait a minute." How could Zhang Jindong let him go? He grabbed Li Ming's hand and said eagerly: "I will arrange for you to be hospitalized now, in the most advanced ward. Don't worry, all expenses will be paid." Free of charge."

"There's really no need." Li Ming broke free from Zhang Jindong's hands and quickly left the room.

There was no explanation for what was happening to him, and besides, he didn't want to lie in bed and be studied.

Zhang Jindong refused to give up and chased him all the way to the corridor with the X-ray film, but Li Ming deliberately got rid of him and walked very fast. After turning a corner, he disappeared.

After leaving the hospital, Li Ming felt much more relaxed. Although he was bound to the 'Infinite Survival Game' system, his future life would no longer be stable, but at least for now, he had escaped from the predicament of certain death.

After wandering around outside, he returned to school. He had no choice but to live in poverty. He spent 100 yuan on X-rays and had less than [-] yuan left in his pocket. He couldn't go anywhere.

Of course, if he used his survival points, he could immediately exchange them for a huge sum of money, but he had not yet made up his mind. The most important thing was that he had not found a way to buy equipment.

In Class B2 classroom, Lei Bohu put the textbook on the table, glanced around, saw the empty seat in the middle of the back row, his face darkened, and said, "Where is Li Mingren? Why are you absent from class again?"

Wang Dazhi looked at Lei Bohu's glance, shrank his head, and said to Wen Bin next to him: "Wen Bin, why are you dazed? Teacher Lei is asking you something."

Wen Bin almost fell down, and the bastard actually threw the pot on his head. He raised his head and glanced at Lei Bohu, who had an evil look in his eyes. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Teacher Lei, Li Ming is sick. He seems to have gone to the hospital." ”

"What's the disease? Why don't you come and ask for leave?" Lei Bohu asked.

"Well...it's a leg injury. Last Sunday when the three of us were playing basketball, he accidentally strained his leg muscle." Wen Bin tried to sit up straight and said seriously.

Lei Bohu stared at him for more than ten seconds before saying, "When Li Ming comes back, tell him to come to my office."

"Okay, teacher." Wen Bin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, finally getting through it.

As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the classroom, which almost gave him a heart attack.

"Sorry, Teacher Lei, I'm late." Li Ming said standing at the door.

Lei Bohu looked him up and down, his face turning dark instantly, while the other students in the class couldn't help but laugh to themselves.

"Jump on the spot."

"Huh?" Li Ming was a little confused, not knowing what Lei Bohu meant by this, but when he saw Wen Bin winking desperately, he seemed to understand a little bit.

"Ahem, Teacher Lei, my foot is injured." He coughed slightly, his expression a little unnatural.

"Oh, my foot is injured. Which part is it?" Lei Bohu asked with a smile.

"Well..." Li Ming glanced at Wen Bin with the corner of his eye, but failed to receive any useful information. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "I have a sprained foot."

Hahahaha...

The other students couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.

Wen Bin was lying on the table as if he were mourning for his heir, with a look of despair on his face.

Snapped!

Lei Bohu slapped his palm on the thick lecture table and said angrily: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

Li Ming knew he had guessed wrong, but he couldn't be blamed. He had indeed sprained his foot twice while playing basketball, but had not suffered any other injuries. How could he give any other answer?

"After class, come to my office." Lei Bohu turned his attention to Wen Bin and continued: "And you, during lunch break, go run twenty laps on the playground!"

Li Ming nodded slightly and walked into the classroom.

Wen Bin responded feebly, "Yes."

Almost no one dares to skip Lei Hu’s class. Regardless of whether they understand or not, they must look like they are studying seriously.

For people who don't like studying, this 45-minute chemistry class is extremely difficult, but Li Ming listened with gusto.

His academic performance is already excellent. There are 32 classes in the second grade, with a total enrollment of about 1600 students. However, his test scores have never fallen out of the top three, making him a typical top student.

It is precisely because of this that Lei Bohu, as the class teacher, is so sensitive to his absenteeism. A student with poor grades would never care so much.

Now, Li Ming's mind is sharper than before. Many things he didn't understand before now feel suddenly enlightened. It seems that the D-level strengthening potion not only strengthened his physique, but also improved his IQ. .

"Dang...dang...dang..."

When Lei Bohu was talking about Geiss's law, the get out of class bell rang.

He immediately stopped teaching, put away the textbooks on his desk, glanced at Li Ming, and said, "get out of class is over."

Although many people in the class dislike Lei Bohu's classes because he is too strict, there is one thing that everyone appreciates very much, and that is that he never delays class.

As soon as Lei Bohu left the classroom, half of the people in the classroom ran away. Li Ming was also sorting out the desktop and preparing to report to Lei Bohu's office.

Wen Bin next to him sighed and said: "Old Li, you have done me a terrible job. Twenty laps, a full [-] meters, half of my life will be lost."

"What kind of foot injury did you report to me? Wouldn't it be better to just say I sprained my foot? It's not like you don't know." Li Ming said with some surprise.

"Damn, you can miss two days of school with your sprained foot? You treat Lei Huhu as a fool. I can't report a more serious injury." Wen Bin said plausibly.

Li Ming thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense, so he said, "I'm sorry, I will run with you during lunch break."

At this time, Wang Dazhi put his hand on Wen Bin's shoulder with a mean smile and said: "A Bin, don't worry, after the run, I will treat you to a popsicle to help you cool down."

"Get lost, you bitch, stay away from me." Wen Bin became angry when he saw Wang Dazhi. If this guy hadn't been blaming him, he wouldn't have been in this situation.