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The center of the dead plane.

There were constant gusts of cold wind blowing in the sky, as if evil spirits were roaring. The ground was covered with layers of white bones, making it look like hell.

Crack! Crack!

Above the bones, a large number of skeletons holding rusty iron knives or long knives made of bones were wandering aimlessly.

The size of the skeletons here was much larger than the ones destroyed by Hogg and his men. Among the skeleton soldiers, the ratio of skeleton archers holding bone bows and with bone arrows growing on their waists was almost one to one.

As they wandered, they crushed the bones on the ground again and again. Looking around, piles of white bones filled the entire field of vision.

"Da! Da! Da!"

Occasionally, the sound of horse hooves could be heard all around. On the back of a horse made of bones, there was a human figure made of armor. The armor had no helmet, so the human figure had no head.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, among these wandering skeletal creatures, a palace made entirely of bones slowly rose from the ground.

"I smell the breath of the living. It turns out another three hundred years have passed!"

"Well, this time, I must accumulate enough energy to successfully advance to the God of Bones."

A powerful aura spread out from the palace. Sensing this aura, the wandering skeleton soldiers, skeleton archers, and headless knights all stopped their movements and bowed over there.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

In a pile of bones that was a hundred meters high, a four-meter-tall giant skeleton holding a bone shield and a bone spear stood up.

After feeling the powerful breath, it hit the bone shield with the bone gun, and then rubbed its upper and lower jaws, and actually made a sound.

"Great King of Bones, Locke is at your service, killing everyone!"

Then he raised his bone shield and bone spear and shouted loudly.

"Crash!"

As he spoke, the piles of bones around him quickly collapsed, and skeletons of the same shape as his, but only about three meters tall, began to slowly form.

Soon, a phalanx of a thousand people appeared, hitting bone spears with bone shields.

This time there was no speaking, just beating out the same rhythm.

"Kill them all!"

"Hoohoooooooooooooo!"

There were gusts of cold wind, and on a dark pile of bones, a number of tattered pieces of armor were rustling in the wind.

When the powerful aura passed through here, smoke began to rise. In the smoke, the armor began to glow with black light. The originally shabby traces quickly disappeared, and after a moment, it became as bright as new.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Not far away, a pile of huge animal bones began to piece together to form a three-meter-tall white skeleton horse.

When the smoke cleared, there were five hundred and one skeletal horses, carrying five hundred and one five-armored armors on their backs.

Amidst a series of clattering sounds, they began to move toward the periphery of the plane.

"Crash!"

Giant trees formed of white bones began to collapse after being swept by the powerful aura.

Skeletons more than one meter tall began to take shape. They were ordinary in other aspects and were not much stronger than the most basic skeleton soldiers.

The only thing was that its arms were more than twice as thick as those of ordinary skeleton soldiers, and it looked like a shield was stuck on its waist.

However, when looking closer, one can recognize that they are bone arrows. After they were pieced together, they did not speak, but lined up silently, walked to the fallen bone tree, picked up the bone arrows that were originally hanging on the tree one by one, and then stood in line silently, forming a square formation of a hundred bones.

Soon, thirty square formations were formed. Without any command, they stepped on the bones and silently dispersed in all directions.

In addition to these special bone creatures, in other places in the plane of the dead, large numbers of ordinary bone soldiers and archers, after being formed from the bones, began to wander aimlessly in the plane.

Their number is no less than one million!

"Speaking of which, this plane was just a whim of the old principal."

"In the blink of an eye, they have been with us for more than 2,000 years."

"It's been so long, but when I think about it, I've been the Dean of Studies for a thousand years, and the Plane of the Dead existed before I came here, so it's normal."

"Now that it's ruined, I suddenly feel a little reluctant to let it go."

"It's not okay to be reluctant. Who would have thought that an ordinary bone creature here has actually condensed a godly position and only needs enough divine power to be promoted to a demigod."

"Ningcheng University has asked several times, why not add a little money to sell it to them?"

"Sell! How can we sell! Do we lack resources at No. 1 Middle School? What we lack is talent."

"Besides, Ningda has its own affiliated middle school, and our students don't get any preferential treatment. Why should we exchange what we have worked so hard to cultivate for some resources that we don't lack?"

"What we lack is genius, real genius, the kind that can be admitted to the four major universities."

"As for Ningda, haha, it has only been established for a few years, and they are thinking about direct recruitment. Now they still have the support of the temple. When the temple's resources are no longer allocated, we will see how they can keep this signboard. They will rely on the inheritance of father and son."

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"As educators, we must teach everyone, regardless of their background or roots."

"It's getting worse and worse! It's getting worse and worse!"

Not far away, Xiao Jianghai looked up awkwardly at the non-existent sky, as if he could penetrate the classroom covered by a divine weapon.

"Xiao Hai has good luck this year. I saw you staying close to Xiao Qing every day, so I wanted to persuade you not to waste your time anymore."

"I didn't expect that you were actually thinking of trying your luck. What I didn't expect was that you actually succeeded and produced two good seedlings."

Suddenly the principal brought the topic to himself, and Xiao Jianghai was thinking that he could not play dumb anymore.

The result was what I heard.

Well, I have to continue pretending to be stupid, and I am still muttering to myself.

"I'm not thinking about getting lucky, I just want to be a filial son."

Then I thought, it seems that not only the students in the class who don't understand love don't think highly of my pursuit of Teacher Lu, but other teachers are the same, so I couldn't help it.

"You knew I couldn't catch up, so why didn't you remind me?"

"Oh, how can I have fun if I remind you of this?"

"No, no, I just thought that since you are so dedicated, maybe it will work. Besides, it's not my place to interfere in the affairs of young people like you."

In a moment of excitement, the principal told the truth, and Xiao Jianghai felt like he was going to become autistic.

"The clown is actually me!"

No wonder every time I went to see Teacher Lu, there seemed to be some teachers next to him who seemed to be concentrating on their work but were actually wandering around.

Now I realize that I was watching a play.

"Well, now it's time for the exam. Besides, if nothing unexpected happens, you will have a student who will master the priesthood of death."

Seeing that the situation was not good and that he had let the cat out of the bag, the principal quickly changed the subject.

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