Chapter 509: No. 44, Tranquil Road
Chapter 509: No. 44, Tranquil Road
The meeting among the school’s top students ended swiftly. Afterward, the school’s structure shifted. Weaker students got removed from Class Two of the third year, while elites from other classes exploited school regulations to transfer in. Within half a month, this class became the school’s beating heart!
But these schemers miscalculated. They’d hoped to approach the new Physical Education Teacher ‘Long San’ in Class Two, only to find him vanished after their transfer. Meanwhile, the supposedly destroyed Faceless Mentor reappeared – an immortal manifestation of school rules that couldn’t die while the institution stood.
Three days later.
The Faceless Mentor returned to classrooms clutching the same unused exam papers.
“Today begins the school-wide assessment. Mandatory for all.”
It repeated this message in every class like a glitching program rebooted, its movements stiff and mechanical.
Exams materialized on every desk.
‘No. 44, Tranquil Road?’
Pale faces stared at the address.
“What’s No. 44, Tranquil Road? Shouldn’t this be Black Mountain Coal Yard?”
The speaking ban lifted as exams began. Survival now depended on individual performance.
Black Mountain Coal Yard versus No. 44, Tranquil Road!
Two legendary locations. The Coal Yard served as the Newbie Village – familiar ground with documented Fates in the Fate Codex, guaranteeing safety. No. 44 offered equal fame but opposite peril: no survivor ever emerged from that exam site.
“Why both locations?!”
“Damn it! Why me for No. 44?!”
Pandemonium erupted among those assigned to the death site.
Zhao Chen mounted the podium. The Faceless Mentor had vanished post-distribution, as usual.
“Me.”
Wang Feng slumped at his desk, face twisted. Having barely survived the Writing Building two days prior, he now faced fresh hell.
“Same.”
Luo Shan’s grim expression mirrored Zhao Ping’s, new transfer Li Shuai’s, and black-clad killer Fu Qing’s. Twenty-six victims total.
“And… me?”
All heads swiveled to Wang Xiaokai. The rookie shouldn’t face advanced exams.
Zhao Chen rushed to Long San’s vacant seat. An exam paper waited there too:
‘Report to No. 44, Tranquil Road before midnight for assessment.’
Indeed!
The test paper Long San received was also for No. 44, Tranquil Road. This meant the school’s true target had always been Long San himself. But this guy caused trouble first by becoming the Physical Education Teacher, letting him skip the deadly exam while the rest of them got dragged into this mess.
“What now?”
The group huddled together. Wang Xiaokai, hearing about Tranquil Road’s horrors from others, trembled in a corner with chattering teeth.
Zhao Chen waved the test paper. “Even Teacher Long got one. Seems other teachers doubt the Physical Education Teacher’s qualifications.”
The senior students caught on immediately. Everyone here fought to survive hellish days. Having Teacher Long take the fall was perfect – he’d proven himself tough enough to challenge school rules, unlike ordinary people like them. Those Fate trinkets might work elsewhere, but in a death trap like No. 44, Tranquil Road? Useless.
“Zhao Chen’s right!” someone chimed in. “Teacher Long’s still staff! The faceless mentor giving him this test questions his academic skills!”
“Go deliver it then. Bet he’ll thank you.”
Zhao Chen memorized the speaker’s face. Pushing him to test Long San? Pure idiocy. Everyone knew Teacher Long broke school rules and survived. Provoking such a person meant gambling with your life.
“Wang Xiaokai.” Zhao Chen turned to the terrified boy. “Weren’t you close to Long San?”
He avoided Long San’s old friends. Since that Extend Life incident, Long San had changed – maybe gained strange powers. Better send someone familiar who might get mercy.
“Brother Long? Y-yes! I’ll go!”
Wang Xiaokai grabbed the paper, bolting for the Office Building before anyone could push him. The 100% death rate terrified this newbie who’d never endured the school’s cruelty.
The Office Building’s entrance swallowed him whole.
Cold stabbed his bones. No lights. Fog choked the hallway, warping reality itself. After three steps, the exit vanished. Trapped.
“Brother Long! HELP!”
Back pressed to the icy wall, Wang Xiaokai shuffled forward. His whispers shook – too scared to stay silent, too terrified to shout louder. This school cheated everyone! Evil classes, backstabbing classmates –
He’d never trust anyone again.