Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

With every second that the lunch break time shortens, the life teacher's aura becomes more powerful.

An invisible pressure loomed over everyone, and Qin Mo, who was at the center of the threat, felt terrified.

The chilly air dispelled the stuffy air in the classroom, as if a crawling snake had tightly bound Qin Mo with its body.

Except for the small piece of warm skin remaining under the upper half of the face resting on the arm.

The fingertips, as white and smooth as jade, exposed outside the sleeves, quickly turned from red to white and then back to red.

Qin Mo frowned at the stinging pain caused by the rapid loss of temperature in his limbs, and his long black eyelashes kept trembling.

It seems like I will open my eyes at any time and escape from the sweet dream into the cruel reality.

The life teacher narrowed her eyes slightly, and her narrow pupils revealed joy.

Between the blood-red lips, the tip of the scarlet tongue moved lightly, drawing the panic in the air into the stomach.

A hint of greed quickly flashed across the ferocious face.

He couldn't wait to taste what Qin Mo's fear and despair tasted like.

Qin Mo sensed the life teacher's intention and felt something was wrong.

The other party wanted to use this cold air to test whether he was really asleep.

According to his observation, as long as they don't provoke or violate the rules, the teachers at Yongye Junior High School will still consider themselves ordinary human teachers.

Most of the actions are still based on the previous trajectory.

It's a monster but not quite a monster.

Its behavior is much more restrained than when it was a complete monster, and its danger has decreased a lot.

The survival rate of the humans who came in with Qin Mo was greatly improved.

But if you really regard these teachers as human beings, you are very wrong.

Ordinary human teachers would not remain indifferent when faced with the death of their students.

Qin Mo sighed silently.

It seems to be playing big.

A universal rule in the villain world is that anyone who has the identity of a villain will suffer from the law of reduced intelligence.

But the villains he met never played by the rules.

Suspicious and cunning, each one seems to be the embodiment of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Smiling but hiding a dagger, killing with a borrowed knife, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west...

The teachers he met along the way were better at using the Thirty-Six Stratagems than he, a pure human being, and none of them was easy to fool.

But others can catch them all.

(Shi Demei, who was easily fooled by Song Si and almost named him, said: "......"

Because in the eyes of the teacher who still maintains his "human appearance", it is impossible for ordinary human students to continue to sleep soundly in such an environment.

Qin Mo pretended to be half awake just to appease the restless life teacher.

The best thing to do now is to postpone it until the lunch break is over.

It has been verified that as long as he doesn't open his eyes, the life teacher will not be able to do anything to him for the time being.

The current situation is to open your eyes, indicating that everything before was an accident.

But the life teacher is seeking revenge, and he wants to die.

He can't run away without opening his eyes.

The life teacher would think that he did it on purpose and put him at the top of the hunting list.

If there is a chance, he will be the first target of the other party.

Qin Mo was slow to open his eyes, and the life teacher had already unilaterally concluded that he was being fooled.

The hunter becomes the prey, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

He wished he could skin and bones the person in front of him, eat his flesh and drink his blood.

There was a bang.

The heavy object fell to the ground.

The life teacher's cold breath blew the short hair behind Qin Mo's ears, and a faint voice entered his eardrums.

[Classmate, your book fell to the ground, why don’t you pick it up quickly]

[Destroying books is something only bad kids do]

Qin Mo: “…”

What a thief crying "stop thief".

I directed and acted in this film myself. I wonder if you are having fun.

The life teacher really wanted to label Qin Mo as a bad boy, but unfortunately Qin Mo did not give him the chance.

There was no legitimate reason to attack, and the anger in the life teacher's heart turned into cold air and swept around.

There was a sudden whistling sound of cold wind, and the pages of the book that had fallen to the ground were fluttering in the wind.

The chilly air all around was so powerful that it seemed as if it would turn into ice and freeze everything it passed through.

It only takes a moment to go from being angry and humiliated to being furious.

Qin Mo's hypothermia worsened, and he gradually lost the ability to receive information from his limbs.

The cold air flowed through the blood throughout the body, and the sound of teeth grinding collected by the earlobes was intermittent.

It seems that the person who is shaking is also trying hard to control his body reactions.

Suddenly, another chill rushed into my internal organs.

Qin Mo gritted his teeth secretly.

I secretly wondered if the life teacher was intending to let them catch a cold and die indirectly, so he kept sending out biting cold air.

Just when his enhanced body couldn't take it anymore, a brisk school bell suddenly rang in the classroom.

In an instant, spring returned to the earth and the ice and snow melted.

A clear cold snort went straight into Qin Mo's eardrum and reverberated in his mind.

The sound of pages turning could be heard in the silent classroom.

With a snap, Qin Mo's arm felt heavy.

A gust of warm wind from the window blew away the last trace of coldness on my body.

Qin Mo opened his eyes, and a flash of bright red faded away from his sight.

There was an extra book on the bent arm, probably the one that was deliberately knocked to the ground by the other party.

The life teacher who was about to disappear around the corner turned around and looked back suddenly, his dark eyes met Qin Mo's.

His cheeks contracted, revealing a row of white teeth, with a cold smile hanging at the corners of his mouth.

Qin Mo calmly avoided the life teacher's gaze, lowered his head slightly and opened the book in his hand.

The life teacher raised his eyebrows, turned around and left without staying.

Qin Mo fixed the pages of the book, and his calm eyes fell on the tiles of the corridor that were bathed in sunlight.

I thought it was okay to skip dinner today.

After confirming that the life teacher had really left, the classroom was no longer as quiet as before and was filled with an uproar.

There was a lot of discussion and the topics of conversation revolved around lunch break and the life teacher.

Even if Qin Mo did not participate in the discussion, a lot of words still floated into his ears, and occasionally he could catch words related to himself.

Chilled air... staring at each other... Mr. Fan... nightmare... tragic death...

When he heard someone mention the sudden chill in the classroom, he almost failed and was discovered by the life teacher.

Qin Mo was stunned.

No one knew better than him what was causing the coldness in the classroom.

As that person finished speaking, multiple vague gazes swept over Qin Mo casually.

Qin Mo's lips tightened.

The situation is critical.

He didn't think he could hide such a blatant action from so many people present.

Someone laughed and changed the subject. The other person thought it was the life teacher's inherent group attack skill, so he stopped talking and changed the subject.

Qin Mo thus obtained more information, but it was not really safe to follow the instigation of the mysterious voice and choose to sleep during lunch break.

The sleeping person will enter into a series of nightmares one after another.

They call it Nightmare Space.

When entering the nightmare space, besides the nightmares that are hard to distinguish between true and false, the injured people inside can also clearly feel the pain.

The person who brought up this topic bit his lower lip and looked frightened.

For a moment, I suddenly felt that I was still in the nightmare space, and the people standing in front of me were not real people.

It felt like someone would suddenly attack him at any moment and pull out a knife to stab him.

Qin Mo guessed a little bit of what the man hadn't finished saying.

If you get hurt in there, you will feel pain, so if you die in there, will you really die?