This Is Not a Bug but a Game Feature-Chapter 236 - 164: 37 Players Remaining!

Jiang Yongqing started school.

Under his parents’ arrangement, he enrolled in the first year of Tianba Third Primary School, in class 1(26).

The classmates in the class were all quite special.

Even though they were first-year students who understood nothing, they casually used words like "damn" and "awesome."

Later, Jiang Yongqing found out.

Tianba First Primary, Second Primary, Third Primary... these school names actually referred to different servers. If that sounds awkward, let’s put it another way: Ionia, Noxus, Black Rose—doesn’t that suddenly make sense?

Tianba Third Primary had a lot of people!

Just in the first year, there were 50 classes, and each class had 40 students, making a total of 2,000 new students.

According to a source from the Tianba Community who wishes to remain anonymous, this is not even the final limit.

Each primary school divides classes from grades one to six, eventually accommodating around 12,000-20,000 players.

It’s not that more players can’t be accommodated; it’s mainly because Principal Ba is reluctant to spend money, feeling that this teaching building configuration is already enough, and there’s no need to add new teaching buildings.

Alright!

How many students the school can accommodate, whether to build new teaching buildings, or open new branches, is something the principal should consider, and it’s unrelated to Jiang Yongqing, this first-year student.

He briefly got acquainted with his classmates.

Although everyone’s apparent identity was a first-year student at "Tianba Third Primary", their hidden identities were extraordinary.

There were auto mechanics, self-media bloggers, game streamers, and even Ba’s Little Coquettish Wife...

"What kind of primary school is this?"

Jiang Yongqing felt that the students recruited by this primary school were astonishing worldwide.

Just in the class he was in, there were already so many weirdos. The whole school’s first year had 50 classes, so how many talented people were hiding?

But this also indirectly proved just how popular Tianba Primary School was.

After all, at the start of the school year, so many weirdos came to sign up, and the registration fee was 68 per person. With 40 people in a class, that was 2,720, with 50 classes per year...

Darn!

The principal made a fortune just from collecting tuition fees!

If the principal isn’t satisfied, he may open a few more branches and charge extra DLC tutoring fees, wouldn’t he become the world’s richest?

There are multiple chat channels in the game.

They are private, current, classroom, school-wide, all-encompassing!

These chat channels are pretty easy to understand, primarily pertaining to different groups of people! As for the current channel, it should be the messages visible to everyone in the current game once it’s entered.

"Guys, how do you play this game?"

"I don’t want to be an elementary school student, I want to skip grades, I want to be a university student..."

"Stop arguing! The homeroom teacher is here!"

"What the hell? Does this crappy game also have a homeroom teacher? What does this fat lady want, she’s not seriously going to teach us a class, is she?"

The class chat channel was lively, with the 40 students chatting enthusiastically here, only that the conversation content was quite out of sync with their identities as "first-year students."

This game actually had classes!

And the content taught in class was something first-year students should indeed learn.

For instance, this chubby homeroom teacher wrote an ancient poem on the blackboard with chalk and then led everyone to recite it.

"One two three four five, gold wood water fire earth. Heaven and Earth divide up and down, the sun and moon shine on the ancient and the modern..."

This poem was too simple.

Jiang Yongqing remembered it after just one look, and he could even recite it by heart on the spot.

Not only him, but other students were also like this. Everyone was an adult, if they can’t remember this poem after reciting it once, then they’ve really wasted all those years of food. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

After the language class was over, just when everyone thought it had ended, a window popped up on the screen of every player.

[One two three four five, ___.]

A. Go up the hill to fight a tiger!

B. The sun and moon shine on the ancient and the modern!

C. Gold wood water fire earth!

In almost an instant, Jiang Yongqing made the correct choice, and then he was free.

Because it was now break time!

Out of the 40 classmates, except for 5 who deliberately messed around or did not pay attention and were kept for additional learning, the remaining 35 could all move freely.

"Unbelievable, how could you get this wrong? And five people got it wrong?"

"Who understands this, family! I, a dignified university PhD, returning to first year, was actually held back by the teacher to memorize a children’s poem..."

"Do you want to play Marble anymore?"

"Yay! Finally, we can play Marble! Where is the playground? And where are my opponents?"

Without a moment of mourning for those five classmates, the remaining 35 quickly ran towards the school’s largest playground and the Marble arena during break time.

Perhaps because there were too many players, not all could be shown at once. So, after entering the playground, Jiang Yongqing could only see rows of game battle rooms.

"Classic mode, Marble Soul..."

Glancing around, Jiang Yongqing chose to join a classic mode match.

The loading page appeared.

After about a few dozen seconds, the game match loading was complete, and a mud field appeared on the screen, along with three other players bearing various nickname IDs.

It’s worth mentioning that each player’s nickname was also prefixed with their class number.

For instance, above Jiang Yongqing’s head was [Class 1(26)—Ba’s Little Coquettish Wife]

"Quick, start the next match!"

When Jiang Yongqing joined the room, the previous match had just ended. He took a look and saw that it was the quite classic "Marble into Hole" gameplay.

After players clicked ready, they would take turns to act, firing one marble at a time, aiming at a distant dirt pit.