Becoming The White Lotus Queen Of The Noble Academy Chapter 2
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The protagonist is so exhausted, what else can he do?
Collect his skin fragments?
The system finally accepted the fact and cried miserably: [The protagonist is dead, and the novel world will restart in five minutes!】
[Host, we must protect him quickly after restarting!!】
“Okay.” Tan Quelu agreed, kicked away the shards of skin at his feet, and asked curiously: “So as long as the protagonist suffers death, the second episode can be started?”
Load the file again like a game?
The system choked up and answered honestly: [Theoretically, this is true, but the energy of this world is limited. It can only load files three times in total, and each time it is loaded, it can only go back five minutes before death.】
Tan Quelu said, jotted down this rule, and while there were five minutes left to restart, he raised his eyes to observe the St. Weston students in front of him.
A living person was killed in front of them. It stands to reason that these seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys would be frightened.
But it can be seen with the naked eye that although most students are afraid of nausea and hurry up to leave, their eyes do not have the kind of collapse that their lives are about to end.The perpetrator, Zhong Wan, even drove his car directly into the school without even looking back. He was very arrogant.
Not long after, the uniformed security captain came over with his men, his face extremely ugly: “Clean up this place…call Principal Zhou and Mr. Zhong, and please don’t let the photos and videos leak out.”
Tan Quelu heard several students nearby laughing and talking.
“Zhong Wan is always taboo about others talking about his precious motorcycle, but that special student is so brave?”
“Special admissions are all idiots. I heard that the Tashan project was won by Uncle Zhong Wan. Gee, he must be having a hard time at home recently.”
“What should I do with this person? It would be unlucky to die.”
“Oh, the Zhong family will take care of it, isn’t the Golden Dome Group an Internet company…”
Tan Quelu squatted down and carefully wrote down the information while helping the security guard pick up Xia Xing’s pieces.
The original novel follows Xia Xing’s perspective, and is all about his rivalry with the F3s, rarely mentioning the power and background of everyone in the school.Perhaps because of this, the system also knows nothing about this aspect.
St. Weston’s School is a gathering place for the powerful. Based on what we have seen so far, if you want to survive here until graduation, all you have to do is cosplay as a dog with no self-respect.
It is difficult to protect someone.
We need more news about F3.
He handed Xia Xing’s bloody backpack to the security guard, and when he raised his head again, he looked scared and sad.
He whispered to the security guards who were collecting the pieces: “Auntie, thank you for your hard work.”
Seeing his appearance, the security guard sighed and said it was okay, and asked him to leave quickly: “You are also a special admissions student, right? Don’t deal with it, be careful to be remembered by those young masters and ladies.”
Tan Quelu pursed her lips, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and nodded vigorously: “I know, but Xia Xing is my friend, I can’t ignore him…”
His pure black pupils were glistening with tears, and the corners of his eyes were moist: “Why is Zhong Wan so arrogant? Isn’t he afraid of being accused?”
Photos can be controlled not to leak out, but how can a human life be erased so easily?
The security guard sighed again, looked around, and then whispered: “I know you are sad, but the special admissions students are all selected from the welfare homes funded by the school board. Who dares to sue them?”
“As for Zhong Wan…”
The security guard wanted to say something more, but when his eyes caught sight of a black Cullinan not far away, he was suddenly startled.
To use a metaphor, she was more surprised than Xia Xing being blown into tempura in front of her.
She didn’t bother to comfort Tan Quelu any more, and immediately walked towards the security captain. The two said something, and their expressions became tense and serious.
The system was still immersed in cyber mourning and choked with sobs as it reminded: [Host, we will restart in ten seconds!It must be fast this time!】
Tan Quelu hummed, stood there, and followed the nervous security captain with his eyes.
The black Cullinan stopped at the school gate, and a tall young man quickly stepped out of the passenger seat.He was also wearing the uniform of St. Weston School. He had a very outstanding appearance, his handsome face was slightly tilted, and he had a gentle smile between his eyebrows.
The security captain hurriedly greeted him and stood by the car waiting respectfully.After a few seconds, the back seat window slowly rolled down.
Tan Quelu saw a man sitting in the car, wearing an expensive suit, with young and handsome features. Objectively speaking, he was very handsome and impactful.
His expression was indifferent.
It is a kind of indifference that can only come from standing at the top of power.
Tan Quelu remembered this character who seemed to be very pretentious.
Just as he was about to look away, the man was very sharp, his eyes quickly turned to the side, and he accurately met Tan Quelu’s eyes at the school gate.
The black pupils are calm.
Tan Quelu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and sobbed calmly.
The next moment.
[Congratulations to the host, the world has been successfully restarted!】
…
Summers in Vis are hot and dry.
Xia Xing held the orange cat in her arms and felt a phantom pain in her body for no reason.
It was strange. He had always been very healthy and was a legendary high-energy person. How could he be in pain?
The thought flashed past, and Xia Xing quickly came back to his senses. He looked at the motorcycle boy in front of him, his expression returning to seriousness.
“Stop! Who are you to run away after hitting a cat?”
The noisy school gate fell silent for a moment.
All eyes converged, and Xia Xing seemed unaware, still confronting Zhong Wan, her brown pupils overflowing with stubbornness, as vibrant as weeds.
Zhong Wan narrowed his eyes impatiently and told him to get out before he even opened his mouth.
“Xia Xing!”
A voice suddenly broke into this confrontation scene.
Xia Xing was stunned and subconsciously turned around to look.Just a few meters away, he saw a strange boy wearing short sleeves running towards him from the sidewalk.
The sun fell on the young man’s face, which was as white as jade and his hair was soft, as if God had automatically added slow motion to him. It was so beautiful and shocking.
The orange cat in Xia Xing’s arms stopped struggling and meowed dumbly.
Xia Xing himself was also stunned. He saw Tan Quelu running in front of him, and then he said, “…are you calling me?”
“Yes,” Tan Quelu looked at him with a bright smile, handed over a paradise umbrella from her bag, and gasped slightly: “We are from an orphanage, have you forgotten?”
“Well, your umbrella is still with me.”
As the cannon fodder roommate of the protagonist, Tan Quelu certainly has an identity.
He and Xia Xing both came from an orphanage called Ou Niao, and were raised by the consortium since childhood.It’s just that Xia Xing, as one of the top ten college students in the city, was recruited to St. Weston College at a high price to serve as a facade, and he, who was in the top five hundred in the city, was just a bonus.
Xia Xing looked at the red plaid umbrella and blinked, confused: “But this umbrella is not mine.”
“I don’t want it.”
The color scheme of this umbrella is too earthy.
Although he was born in the Ouliao Welfare Institution and was not favored by his parents, the big figures who did charity liked him very much and gave him many expensive gifts since he was a child.Thanks to this, Xia Xing’s vision is much better than ordinary people.
Only poor people like such garish colors.
Rich people all wear high-end Morandi colors, which is called old money style.
Tan Quelu could see the disgust hidden in the protagonist’s eyes, so she whispered and put the umbrella back in her bag, seeming a little embarrassed: “Maybe I remembered it wrong… It doesn’t matter, let’s go report it together.”
These umbrellas were all made by Tan Quelu himself. Most of the orders from the prison came from factories. During the three years in prison, Tan Quelu could only do this.
Maybe his smile was too forced.
The system suddenly said: [Host, just pull the protagonist to the side of the road and wait for F1 to enter the school.】
Red Christmas trees and colorful fireworks appear on the retina.
The system said seriously: [I think the red grid looks very nice, like a gift from Santa Claus, lively.】
Tan Quelu pursed her lips, thanked it movedly, and then followed the system’s instructions and pulled Xia Xing to the side of the road.
He looked at Zhong Wan and apologized in a good-tempered manner: “I’m sorry, my friend is a little impulsive. I apologize to you on his behalf. Classmate, please go.”
Zhong Wan glanced at him, and through the thick helmet, he could faintly smell the smell of cheap soap on Tan Quelu’s body.
Pungent.
He looked away, tightened his wrist neatly, and the engine roared instantly.
He actually let Xia Xing go.
The system breathed a sigh of relief and boasted: [The host is powerful and kind, and he is indeed the White Lotus I chose!】
Tan Quelu pursed her lips in embarrassment.
And Xia Xing next to him stared, almost furious!
The young man threw away Tan Quelu’s hand and didn’t even care about the cat in his arms struggling to run away. He took two steps in front of the motorcycle and glared at Tan Quelu: “Are you okay? It’s inexplicable. Isn’t he just a rich man? How could you kneel and lick him like this??”
“Did you know that he almost killed the cat? In your eyes, money is more important than a little life!”
After talking for a while, he clenched his fingertips tightly: “I just don’t want you to get hurt, Xia Xing, we can’t afford to offend these people, so I beg you, let’s leave quickly…”
Xia Xing sneered: “Coward.”
“I’m just a motorcycle guy, what’s so great about it? It’s ridiculous to pin your self-esteem on such a childish and mindless trick——”
Bang.
The young man’s final voice has not yet finished.
Tan Quelu kicked him in the knee and took a big step back.At the same time, the black motorcycle roared violently and crashed with a loud bang, instantly knocking the frightened young man to pieces.
Everything happens in just a few seconds.
Familiar fragments fly.
Warm blood slid down her green and porcelain cheeks, like tears of blood.
The system was sluggish for a moment, then emitted a sharp beep: [Again!fry!Got it!!】
But the person who started it actually didn’t leave.
The locomotive roared back, roaring and crushing Xia Xing’s body, and stopped suddenly in front of Tan Quelu.
Zhong Wan’s face was hidden under the helmet, and he stared at the man with blood on his face sarcastically, his voice cold: “Why don’t you go accompany your friend?”
He saw his little move.
Tan Quelu didn’t answer, and turned to look at the roadside.
After almost five minutes of delay, the familiar black Cullinan finally arrived.
Tan Quelu turned around and stepped forward unexpectedly, kicking the pretentious Zhong Wan off the motorcycle.
The onlookers exclaimed in shock.
Tan Quelu took advantage of the moment Zhong Wan fell and quickly pounced on him, pressing her kneecaps hard on both sides of his strong abdominal muscles, squeezing his neck with her hands, and asked in a low voice: “Whose car does that black Cullinan on the roadside belong to?”
F2 or F3?
The system couldn’t tell the difference at all, it only knew that all three of them were present in this plot.
Zhong Wan was caught off guard. The feeling of suffocation and the tightening of the helmet’s restraints instantly caused the veins in his neck to pop out.
He realized that the young man in front of him would really strangle him to death – Tan Quelu’s hands were very strong, and although the calluses on his fingertips and fingertips had become much lighter, there were still traces of having used a gun.
With his life in his hands, this man’s expression remained unchanged, and his hands were as stable as a chicken’s head.
Zhong Wan didn’t dare to show off anymore. His desire to survive made him speak with difficulty immediately: “Wei, Wei family…”
Wei family?
F3 Wei Zhiyan’s family is one of the three top wealthy families in Weiss City.In the original work, it is only stated that the Wei family focuses on AI, and its Eden Group products are spread all over the country, and its power is extremely terrifying.
At this moment, the security captain finally arrived with his team.
But it was beyond Tan Quelu’s expectation.
The captain only sent four of his subordinates to run towards Zhong Wan, advising and threatening him.She herself led the rest of the people forward and waited respectfully outside the back seat of Cullinan just like the first person.
Tan Quelu was stunned and looked at Zhong Wan: “Your life seems to be no more valuable than Xia Xing, right?”
Zhong Wan was going crazy!
He endured the surging anger and curses, breathed desperately, and said in a hoarse voice: “That license plate is Mr. Wei’s car! Ahem… It’s natural to welcome him first, what do you know!”
Tan Quelu was really surprised now.
He thinks this world is so crazy.Aren’t F3 small groups equal?Why is it that Mr. Wei is here, and Zhong Wan feels that Mr. Wei’s pretense and appearance are more important than his own life?
So twisted.
Neither the twisted world nor the people should exist.
The world should be absolutely beautiful.
Tan Quelu looked at Zhong Wan and asked him: “Why are you in a bad mood today? You wouldn’t kill someone normally, otherwise the Zhong family would have put you in a mental hospital.”
Zhong Wan stared at him through the helmet and gritted his teeth: “…My uncle won the project of Tashan Group. My father forced me to ask Xie Chenbi. How could I ask him!”
Xie Chenbi is F2. His family is in the medical field and its subsidiary is Tashan Group.And Xie Chenbi is the only son of the Xie family, and he will definitely inherit the Xie family in the future.
How could Zhong Wan take the initiative to ask him? He looked downcast.
Tan Quelu said oh meaningfully.
Zhong Wan was extremely angry and was forced by Tan Quelu to talk about some unspoken rules of St. Weston College. When he realized that Tan Quelu obviously wanted to continue studying at St. Weston, he immediately felt that he had been tricked and cursed loudly.
Tan Quelu was too lazy to listen and just said: “What is Mr. Wei’s full name?”
Zhong Wan stared at Tan Quelu with a look that would cut him into pieces, as if he would chop Tan Quelu to death if he let go.
“Weiguan.”
Tan Quelu nodded and repeated: “Wei Guan.”
Remembered.
After saying that, he raised his hand and broke Zhong Wan’s neck.
Neither the twisted world nor the people should exist.
So go to hell.
The security guards and onlookers were stunned, staring blankly at Zhong Wan’s head rotating 180 degrees, completely confused.
A few seconds later, frightened screams started one after another.
The security captain noticed the abnormality, frowned and turned his head, and the black Cullinan back seat lowered the window in time.
Wei Guan glanced sideways, with handsome eyebrows, looking at the chaotic screaming crowd without any hesitation.
Tan Quelu just stood up and turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
The young man wiped the blood and tears from his eyes and sobbed calmly towards him.
Still pure.
The next moment.
[The world restarts successfully!】
The author has something to say:
And Xia Xing is looking at the system incontinently in the sky (not
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I was so touched when I saw so many familiar IDs (crying loudly)
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