Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 210 - Banging into the wall

Chapter 210: Banging into the wall

Chapter 210: Banging into the wall

“It’s this pie, just a bit gross to eat.”

“If Su Yinhe and Lin Murong’s classes were bearable, Chi Yan’s were even more outrageous.”

“Son of a bitch, grabbing a knife, teaching them to cut themselves open, to perform surgery on themselves.”

“No injuries on their bodies, yet they had to slice themselves open for demonstration?”

“Why the hell didn’t he demonstrate on himself?”

“After a class, three hours long, each student had several new wounds.”

“Not deep, not fatal, just painful.”

“And Chi Yan, arrives spotless and leaves just as clean, not a speck of dust on his clothing.”

“After watching his whole class, Su Yinhe: “…”

“Some classes, really don’t have to be attended, do they?”

“Not really.”

“That’s sick,” Lin Murong commented after watching.

“Who’s sick?” Chi Yan heard and even asked.

“Ah, I meant those who don’t pay attention in class and get distracted are sick,” Lin Murong quickly corrected himself.

“Indeed, not paying attention in class, cutting the wrong places. Laughing too, definitely sick,” Chi Yan nodded.

After Chi Yan left, Su Yinhe and Lin Murong exchanged glances. Some things, you don’t say directly, you can also communicate with just a look.

No matter how good the meal, it couldn’t save their increasingly bleak spirits.

Looks like the students were about to be done for.

Su Yinhe and Lin Murong got a bit anxious. It took them so long to gather these students, they weren’t even addicted to teaching yet.

They can’t just drop dead like this.

For this, they were mentally and physically exhausted.

But those students, still half dead.

Chi Yan couldn’t stand it anymore, took matters into his own hands.

Who knows what he did, but afterwards, they got better, ate on time, and strove for improvement daily.

Apart from still being a bit scared of attending classes, everything else was pretty good.

“Very impressive, worthy of my Brother Chi,” Su Yinhe remarked.

Then Lin Murong next to him listened and was horrified.

“What’s wrong?” Su Yinhe didn’t quite understand his drastic reaction.

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“You you you…don’t mimic how I speak. That’s terrifying,” Lin Murong shivered.

“You can call him that, can’t I?” Su Yinhe tilted his head, puzzled.

“You can, but it’s better not to.”

That’s even more horrifying than if all the students had died.

“Fine, I’ll try my best,” Su Yinhe nodded, but really found it quite amusing.

Su Yinhe’s, and others’, educational venture was still developing, the three of them torturing students daily in class until they were almost in agony.

Moreover, they weren’t quite satisfied with the current scale, they went out to keep capturing… ah no, finding students.

Gotta expand.

Can’t stick with just these few dozen people.

How boring.

Wu Xiaobo felt that if one was unlucky, the streak just wouldn’t stop.

Really, that was his profound realization after much practice.

Now, everyday he was on the brink of collapse.

He didn’t even know what he had done, but those three maniacs just singled him out.

Calling his name daily, what had he done wrong?

To treat him like this.

To treat him like this?

Daily calling his name, making him answer questions, or asking him to demonstrate.

Su Yinhe’s “innovative cuisine,” a good deal of it ended up in his stomach.

Wu Xiaobo thought he was going to be poisoned to death.

Death, sometimes, is a good thing.

But he didn’t want to die like this.

Any other death would do, but he didn’t want to perish at their hands.

They’re just sick, maniacs.

Motherfucker, really got addicted to playing teachers.

There’s something wrong, isn’t there?

Who the hell runs a classroom during the apocalypse, and feeds people?

Having nothing better to do, excess resources or what?

Very absurd.

The craziest part, he couldn’t overpower these three maniacs, had no way to handle them.

Anyway, he was in agony every day.

The kind that makes one long for death.

But he also didn’t quite want to die.

Why the hell should he?

“Why does he have to die?”

“He has to survive, must survive.”

He wanted to see if these three lunatics could really keep playing teachers, continuously providing them with meals.

Wu Xiaobo didn’t believe they had so many resources.

But it seemed they really did.

Not to mention Su Yinhe’s “infinite supermarket,” just the resources in Chi Yan’s space alone could handle several more schools.

Now it wasn’t just Su Yinhe providing food, Chi Yan was too.

Only the penniless Lin Murong had nothing and could only teach “morality” to the students more earnestly.

Students: “…”

Can’t we just kill him?

Really, we can’t?

So many people?

Is there not a single one among them who dares to rebel?

Just three people.

No matter how powerful, can dozens of people not defeat three?

But the fact was, they simply couldn’t.

There was someone who didn’t believe in superstitions, newly captured.

He hadn’t learned to respect teachers yet.

He kept figuring out how to kill the teachers and take over their resources.

Su Yinhe and Chi Yan were easy, providing meals every day without any pressure.

So he speculated that these three lunatics definitely had a lot of resources.

Resources, used so carelessly, they must not be lacking, they must have plenty.

Then he took a risk, thinking with so many people, they could definitely overpower three.

So, he commanded everyone to “rebel” together.

And then they were ruthlessly suppressed.

Not to mention Lin Murong and Chi Yan, even Su Yinhe alone was kicking them down.

They couldn’t fight back, not at all.

Not a single one could stand against them.

A mere few dozen people weren’t enough for them to warm up.

This time they came, classes were already miserable, and now they would be even worse.

The more you talk about it, the more it brings tears.

Lin Murong continued to teach morality, picking students randomly, and those who couldn’t answer would get beaten.

Su Yinhe’s innovations increased, whoever ate would feel dizzy, and when dizzy, they’d be splashed awake.

As for Chi Yan…

Chi Yan was already teaching them what to do if someone’s brain was split open.

But none of them had their brains split open…

So, they just had to randomly find someone and tap on their head.

Living or dead, what’s the difference?

No difference, right?

Wu Xiaobo’s already unhappy life became even sadder.

He was honest, and when someone came to tip him off, asking him to join in splitting the resources, Wu Xiaobo was crazily tempted.

But after thinking about it, touching his broken leg, he hesitated.

But no one was willing to wait for him; when he didn’t respond, the person went to find someone else.

Luckily, his hesitation.

They failed and were cleared out.

Wu Xiaobo also took action and narrowly escaped.

But, because of what they did, those three lunatics became even more deranged, and Wu Xiaobo’s days became even harder.

When will these days end?

Wu Xiaobo really wanted to cry.

What are people living for?

To attend class?

It’s the apocalypse already, why still can’t escape?

Why?

How long will these three lunatics keep playing teachers?

He didn’t want to live anymore.

Wuwuwu…

He really couldn’t live anymore.

Why must people be like this, does living this way have any meaning?

Just let him die.

Wu Xiaobo banged his head against the wall, trying to kill himself.

At first, it was only him, but then others saw and copied him, banging their heads against the wall.

A row of people, banging their heads against the wall.