High school science students save the world

It was a greedy, direct, sharp desire/desire like a knife.

I just want to eat you, there is no ambiguity, just eat you.

Most of the mouse's corpse in its mouth has been stuffed into its mouth, only the mouse's pink tail is still exposed, hanging down, and it is weakly undulating and angry as it chews.

The little girl who was rolling and crawling seemed to have weak legs, and the strength of the arm supporting the table suddenly lost strength, and she stumbled again, and fell directly into the arms of a boy.

The boy smelled the girl's shampoo-scented hair, and suddenly turned aside, covered his mouth and twitched, and the filth trickled down from his fingers.

The little girl pushed his chest to stand up, her legs in tight pants were trembling, her eyes were wide open, and suddenly she knelt on the ground and burst into tears.She had never seen anyone cry like this before, crying so hard, and every time she cried, there was a "hehe" sound in her chest, like a small hammer being hit, and her reason was smashed to pieces.

The cry was like sparks falling on dry wood, and it burned instantly, and the people sitting by the window also began to cry loudly, and they rushed towards the innermost place shaking their limbs and crawling.Many people vomited in the corner, and some girls squatted on the ground holding their heads and shaking wildly, calling their mother while shaking.

"Teacher! Teacher!"

The little girl who was the first to cry seemed to have discovered something, and crawled to the head teacher's side with both hands and feet, and looked up at the tearful face with disheveled hair: "Teacher, help me! Help me!"

Yet the body she was holding was so rigid.

She gradually realized that the fear, sadness and despair overwhelmed her. She clenched the class teacher's trousers and knelt on the ground crying bitterly, banging her head on his knee desperately, and murmured to the teacher.

Yang Yan also felt sick and panicked.

But what scares him is how vulnerable the world is when monsters actually enter it.

For him, those terrible existences belonged only to the night, like an absurd nightmare.

Yet the nightmare came true.

Yang Yan was in a daze at the time, he didn't move, neither did Qin Zheng, he looked at the students who were sticking to the innermost white wall, they were going crazy all the time.

Can anyone understand that feeling?

This is the despair of the whole world.

Everyone screamed in despair, they were like fish tumbling in a frying pan, but when they saw the human-sized mouse sticking its paws to the glass, everyone was immediately choked.

Everyone stared at it in horror.

The two-meter-tall mouse—you can see its small eyes, sharp claws, and teeth inlaid with pink minced meat. It gently pressed its claws against the glass, knocked it as if weighing it, and then raised its claws high, crush!

"what--!"

The fragile glass was splashed all of a sudden, and many people covered their eyes and screamed.

Yang Yan's eyes widened, the glass shards flew towards him, but he didn't avoid it, he almost held his breath at that moment, but heard a crisp sound, the glass fell two meters away.

Almost at the same time, the watch given by Qin Zheng gave off a brilliant light, the light became brighter and brighter, the hour and minute hands disappeared, protruding from the surface and turning into a scorching fire, which made Yang Yan's wrist feel faintly hot .

"what!"

Someone screamed again. Following the brightness, they found a film covering the entire classroom. The film was so hard that the giant mouse couldn't break it with a wave of its hand. The claws slashed straight down, leaving only a teeth-stinging noise.

"You you you you..." The boy who was lying on the table vomited like a half-dead man poked Yang Yan through the air with his finger, his eyes were round and he was speechless in shock.

Yang Yan kindly handed over a napkin: "Brother, wipe your hands."

The boy's fingers trembled for a long time before he took the tissue and said tremblingly, "Thank you."

Unlike this boy who was naturally dumbfounded, those classmates who had their noses and tears covered each other's faces happily embraced each other, raising their heads and passing Yang Yan in a hurry from time to time.

Yang Yan was sitting on the seat, the dark circles under his eyes faded, he was delicate and gentle, looking at the girls would give birth to an infinite flood of maternal love and want to embrace him.

But no one dared to move.

The classroom fell into an eerie silence.

It was the homeroom teacher who came to his senses and coughed twice, but was robbed by Mrs. Curie: "Students, don't panic, push the tables away, line up and stand together."

At this time, there only needs to be a clear instruction, even if it is the person who wants to resist the most hated person the most, everyone will stare blankly, and follow every instruction.

They pushed the table over and stood close together.

Yang Yan stood up and pushed his own desk over, the person closest to him trembled visibly.

Yang Yan glanced at him, he lowered his head as if startled, Yang Yan glanced at the classmates standing in the middle of the open space again, there was an inexplicable look in their joyful eyes, maybe it was fear, maybe it was others of.

In short, this is not the look you should have when looking at people. If you must say it, there is piety like kneeling on a hard mat and worshiping the gods, and there is also fear hidden in the eyes, like watching... a sea monster with its head raised in the sea .

Yang Yan felt his head ache again.

The sweat on his palms had cooled down by now, and it was wet and sticky and extremely uncomfortable, which made him not in a good mood.

He turned his head to look at Tan Zheng, who was sitting peacefully in his seat. Qin Zheng was staring at the glass of honey water after drinking. With the shaking of the glass, the glass reflected the gorgeous fire. From his angle, it looked like a gorgeous belt With a little pink fiery red, hot and cold, it is particularly shocking in such an environment.

Tan Zheng noticed Yang Yan's gaze, smiled, and shook his hand holding the glass bottle, the flames from Yang Yan's watch flew into the bottle, and the extra ball fluffed up at the mouth of the bottle, dancing happily, like a A living flower.

Someone couldn't help saying to this wonderful flower: "Fuck!"

Yang Yan saw that it was the back table huddled in the crowd.

The back table approached Qin Zheng, but he still stood a little far away with fear, looked carefully and asked, "What is this thing?!"

Qin Zheng said concisely: "Fire."

Back table: "...oh."

The back table paused and was about to say something more, when there was a muffled "bang", the words on the tip of his tongue rolled back into his belly in fright.

When people looked up, they saw that the two-meter-high mouse jumped on the film, because the film was a spherical surface, very slippery. With a hard voice, the back table sat down on the ground in fright.

He looked at the giant mouse that seemed to be on top of him at any moment, stood up tremblingly and rubbed his buttocks, and after holding back for a long time, he said, "I'm going to die!"

If only the inhuman Tan Zheng and Yang Yan were there, the back table would have been flooded long ago, but now there are so many girls watching, he is embarrassed to cry, but the tears are already faintly protruding, his nose is sore He couldn't help reaching out and squeezing it.

The girls squatting in the clearing were still crying, and their sobbing became louder when they saw the persistent mouse.

The homeroom teacher coughed like he was coughing up his lungs. He said, "Everyone, don't panic, don't panic..."

Having said that, in fact, who is not afraid and who is not panicked?

Just now Mrs. Curie had walked over and told him in a low voice that they couldn't get in touch with the outside world, which made the head teacher's heart sink to the bottom of the lake in an instant, and he was so cold in the middle of the night.

"Then we..."

Mrs. Curie glanced at him and said, "We are going out of school."

"But there are too many people, so many students..."

The head teacher's lips squirmed, and there was a fine layer of sweat on the chapped and white lips. However, Mrs. Curie stepped back a few steps and stopped talking. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally said to the students : "Everyone, everyone, don't panic, line up, we are going out."

The students immediately showed panic on their faces.

"Don't!" "Don't!" "Why go out?!" "You fucking want to go out by yourself?!" "Damn why did you take us with you?! Get out by yourself!" "I don't want to!" "I Absolutely not!"...

The class teacher couldn't help but took two steps back. He looked at the faces of his students, which were unfamiliar to him, especially those obedient and sensible girls who liked to come to the office to ask homework. Their pretty faces were ferocious, even scarier than the rats outside .

Each of them asked him hysterically, "Why don't you get out?!"

The head teacher's face was so pale that he would collapse at any moment.

At this time, Madame Curie frowned and shouted severely: "Shut up!"

The hysterical person trembled.

"Shut up, all of you! Don't yell, don't yell! Is it useful? Huh?!" She turned her head to Tan Zheng and Yang Yan, "You..."

Qin Zheng nodded understandingly: "No problem, space is centered on fire and can be moved."

As he spoke, he stood up and stuffed the bottle in his hand to Yang Yan. Yang Yan held the glass and stretched his arms as far as possible. Qin Zheng couldn't help smiling when he saw it: "It's okay, I won't burn you."

He grabbed his hand and tentatively stretched it in. Yang Yan felt that the hand holding him was so strong that it would leave bruises, but the fire was very warm, dazzling and warm, bright and beautiful like a blooming flower. flowers.

The back table was rough and fleshy and rubbed over: "Can I touch it?"

Tan Zheng didn't speak, just picked up a paper, the moment the flame touched the paper, it suddenly rose three feet, the fire stretched out its huge tongue and curled it deftly, the bullet turned into ashes between the fingers, only the flame took care of itself It was trembling freely, as if belching happily.

Someone couldn't help but let out a "hiss" gasp.

Tan Zheng didn't look at them, he turned sideways and blinked.His eyes were big and his nose was straight. Yang Yan looked at the bright firelight that coated his face with an almost golden light.

Tan Zheng laughed, his eyes were deeply bent, as if the honey water in the cup was dripping onto his heart bit by bit.

He said softly to Yang Yan: "I'm leaving, be careful."

Then it passed through the space under the eyes of everyone, and when the helpless and frantic mouse saw him, it pounced from top to bottom. Tan Zheng didn't raise his head, but stared straight ahead, only stretched out his left hand, and placed it in the palm of his hand. A golden-white light appeared out of thin air, as if a flying arrow pierced the mouse's throat instantly.

The mouse fell from the space, scratching the ground with its paws, and made a strange "hehe" sound from its throat. With every sound, a mouthful of blood gushed out of its mouth, and the blood stained its dirty fur, and it soon stopped moving.

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