"It... it shouldn't be fake!"
Gulp!
Xu Jiaqi nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The dark mist hadn't dissipated yet, but visibility had reached over forty meters, and outside the platform, a few people were walking this way.
After the female broadcaster mentioned giving a punishment, their minds exploded.
Now, bodies lay in disarray on the ground, painfully conspicuous.
"Class monitor? Class monitor?"
Liu Zilu shouted, hoping Lin Baici would hurry back.
Pa!
Ji Xinyan quickly covered her mouth.
"Do you want to die, shouting so loudly?"
Ji Xinyan glared at Liu Zilu. In this situation, one should remain still and quietly develop.
Any shouting or attention-grabbing behavior could be a path to death.
"But..."
Liu Zilu only felt safe when Lin Baici was around.
"Lin Baici won't act recklessly, and he won't abandon us!"
Ji Xinyan glanced at Fang Mingyuan.
