Chapter 375 Class F, We Won

"You mean, this hell messenger is an outside team? Or maybe it's from the Hua Guo Gang City branch?"

But soon, Qiu Yubing waved his hand and said impatiently: "Forget it, I don't have time to care about a backup team now. But Saito, that loser, if he can't even win a Pheasant team, after this Guangyu Holy War , it’s time for him to leave Class A!”

When Suo Xi saw Qiu Yubing leaving, he quickly followed him.

But he couldn't help but turn his eyes back to look at the four dark red words flashing on the light screen.

A messenger from hell?

Why is it called Hell?

And in Guangyu College, are there really any biopharmaceutical students who can score such high points in nine days?

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Suo Xi's mind.

The girl who spent a few hours making a Transcendent A-grade gene therapy potion in the Freshman Challenge, and then broke through the Ultra Brain blockade and deleted all data in just a few minutes.

Lu Jiuge!

Could it be her? !

no no! This is absolutely impossible!

That was Class F, the one who never came back!

There's no way the people in Class F can gather enough people to participate in the Seventh Holy War, right?

Suo Xi shook his head vigorously, as if to shake off this incredible thought.

Then he quickly gathered his thoughts and hurriedly followed Qiu Yubing.

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Class F is inside the iron wall.

It was approaching late at night, with less than half an hour left before midnight.

At this point in the past, Class F was already empty, not even a ghost could be seen.

Because everyone knows that in Class F at night, only your dormitory is safe.

But at this moment, the dilapidated and leaky teaching building of Class F was crowded with people.

The oldest of these students is twenty-five years old, and the youngest is still a teenager.

This should be the most energetic age, but they are like rats emerging from the gutter.

Dirty, embarrassed, and depressed, even more miserable than a beggar wandering on the street.

But if you look closely at their eyes, you will find that there is a light in the frustrated eyes of these people tonight.

A ray of hope that could lead them out of this hell.

"Can they...really win? Can...can they participate in the Light Yu Holy War?"

"I don't know, don't ask! I'm getting bored! Pullman, look at the current points situation! How many points are you away from first place?"

Pullman, who was called, waved away the stretched out hand and said angrily: "Don't touch me, I picked out this dress with great difficulty. When the door to hell opens, I will make a gorgeous return." Will you pay for it if it gets dirty?"

"You, you really believe we can get out?"

Pullman lowered his jaw and suddenly raised his voice, "Of course you can! Why not! Have you forgotten how many points our team from Hell started to catch up with! Back then we were 10,000 points behind the bullshit first place Duofen, what now?”

Pullman put a broken tablet with cobweb cracks in his hand in front of the questioner, "Look! See how many points are missing now?"

"One...one hundred points!"

Gudong——!

Everyone in Class F present swallowed their saliva.

"He actually chased... for over 10,000 points in ten days. Is he still a human being?"

"And why did I never know that we in Class F can actually gather so many talented people?"

Pullman said proudly: "You idiots don't have the discerning ability of a great god. How can you know who is a capable person? By the way, the first person picked by the great god is our boss Ning. Look, look. In the ranking list of our team’s points, right behind Jiu Ge is me, Boss Ning. I’ve said before that Boss Ning is a great guy, and the nuclear physics major in Class A is not even worthy of carrying his shoes!”

Everyone stared at the tattered screen.

"The new Leng Zi'ang is also very powerful!"

"Isn't it the fairy tale and Zhang Huai that are most unexpected?"

"Jonah and Tess are also very powerful, especially Jonah. I usually think he is more timid than a mouse. As soon as he comes in, he fawns over Flor and the others and is willing to do any despicable thing. I thought he was just a What a waste! I didn’t expect him to become the absolute main force of the Hell Team!”

"Can we really get out of this damn place?"

With these words, the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

A pair of dark eyes looked in the direction of the iron wall of Class F, with a confused look in their eyes.

They've been here too long.

I have almost forgotten what ordinary people’s lives are like outside.

They didn't even think that they would be able to go out one day.

In other words, by the time they went out, their spirits had completely collapsed.

Like a zombie puppet.

They never thought that they would have the chance to leave here while they were completely conscious.

"Succeed!"

Suddenly, someone turned their attention back to the dilapidated teaching building and murmured in a low voice.

As she finished speaking, tears fell from her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, one after another people clenched their fists and looked at the lighted room in the teaching building, their eyes were red, or their faces were filled with tears.

More and more hoarse sounds intertwined into one in the middle of the night.

"Succeed!"

"Take us out!"

"We don't want to be here anymore."

"Please...let us get out of here!"

"I... I want to go home!"

Tick! Tick! Tick!

Time passed by minute by minute.

The deadline for the Seventh Holy War was getting closer and closer.

However, the points gap remained at 100 points, without any movement.

Even Pullman began to get nervous.

The hands holding the broken tablet were all sweaty, and he wiped the screen full of spider web cracks again and again.

Sometimes he bit his nails, and sometimes he muttered nervously.

"God, give me some strength!"

"Quick, change! Quickly surpass the first place!!"

Suddenly, the frozen screen in front of him flickered.

The points tree that Pullman was staring at also changed accordingly.

He suddenly froze, and the hand holding the tablet began to tremble like a sieve.

Bang——!

One of them didn't hold it firmly, and the tablet fell to the ground.

"Pullman, what are you doing!"

"Damn it, I asked you to look at the points, why can't you even hold a tablet steadily? If you can't do it, let me do it!"

Pullman was pushed away fiercely and almost fell.

He was usually arrogant, but now he was motionless, tears streaming down his face.

"We won... we won! We won --!!!"

"Ahhhhhh, we won!!!"

"We can get out of this hell!!!"

Everyone in Class F was stunned at first, and then they rushed to the tablet one after another.

When they saw the score clearly, all the noise was silent for a while.

I don't know who started crying first.

From sobbing softly at the beginning, to sobbing, to howling in the end.