They Are Not Human!

Wen Qing stared unwaveringly at the words on the paper.

Yu, Yu……[1]

Yu Xing, Yu Xing……

Yu Xing had never said what characters his name consisted of!

Wen Qing gripped the book’s page, remembering the familiar sound of sneering he had heard in the temple yesterday afternoon.

The idol in the temple, was it actually Yu Xing?! 

Wen Qing was in a trance. Suddenly, he understood something.

Yu Xing, Ji Yu and Si Kong, they might actually be gods.

Regardless of whether they were gods in the real world or not, at least in this unlimited world, they were gods, enshrined and worshipped by people.

So in the guide instance, the three of them were gods…[2]

This was the literal meaning.

The reason why this instance was so amorous was because the god of this instance was Yu Xing!

No one noticed Wen Qing’s absentminded state. They were all reciting the prayer, “……it is fanatical love and joyous desire, it is His birthright privilege.”

“Love and lust can bring people endless joy, and they can also make people lose their minds and cause them unrest. Rewards and punishments are all in God’s thoughts…”

Wen Qing propped his head up and followed the other students in turning the page dazedly. His mind was full of things about Yu Xing.

Gods should have restrictions in instances, so Yu Xing never appeared. Only in the temple did he frighten him.

Was Yu Xing only able to show up in the temple? Or were there other conditions?

While thinking, Wen Qing heard the recitement, “Every spring, celebrate the day of God’s birth, God will grant us revelry and freedom.”

“Great God, glorious Lord.”

God’s birthday.

Wen Qing’s eyes leapt. The celebration of God’s birthday was on this Sunday.

The main task was to survive until the end of God’s birthday.

On the day of God’s birthday, would Yu Xing appear?!

Wen Qing’s back chilled. Cold sweat dripped.

Yu Xing may not necessarily kill him, but in this amorous instance, he would definitely do other things.

He had to do the advanced task and leave the instance before God’s birthday.

All throughout the class, Wen Qing was immersed in the astonishing fact that Yu Xing was a god. He was in a trance and shocked to the point that his body didn’t feel dry at all, but only felt chills.

Everyone in the class rushed to the restroom to wash their faces and calm down because of physiological reactions, which left only Wen Qing sitting at his seat.

After a while, Wen Qing returned to his senses. He realised that nobody 2s in the classroom. The sound of laughter and frolicking came from the corridor.

He blinked and was just about to get up and look for Bai Tong. All of a sudden, someone walked into the classroom, and blocked his desk.

“You didn’t go to the restroom to calm down?”

Wen Qing raised his head. It was Zhang Chengrun’s deskmate, a crew-cut player.

Wen Qing wasn’t sure of his purpose for chatting, so he nodded and replied, “No.”

The crew-cut player smiled. He regarded Wen Qing’s body with three supercilious looks and smiled lewdly. “Do you want to calm down in another way?” 

“I saw that Oz had already gone to the restroom. He probably won’t help you. Want me to help you?”

As he spoke, he raised his hands and made a rude jerking gesture.

Wen Qing immediately understood the meaning of what the crew-cut said earlier. He frowned, stopped talking to the other party, and continued to walk out.

The crew-cut player followed behind him and cheerfully said, “Where are you going? Are you going to the stairs or the restroom?”

Wen Qing took two steps. He felt a gust of wind beside his hand, and quickly avoided it.

As soon as he turned around, this crew-cut man had actually reached out, wanting to grab him.

Wen Qing stared at him vigilantly. He frowned and said, “The second rule of the school, do not coerce others.”

The crew-cut’s movement paused. He coldly smiled and said, “I haven’t coerced you yet.”

Wen Qing retreated, widening the distance between the two of them. He approached the door, and after confirming that he would be able to run away, only then did he muster up the courage to say, “If you come over again, I- I’ll tell the teacher!”

The next second, a light sneer sounded above Wen Qing’s head.

He raised his head and saw the blond hair that gleamed under the sunlight.

It was Oz.

Oz didn’t say a word, but the crew-cut player shivered and stammered out an explanation, “I- I was just passing by…”

Wen Qing looked at the short-haired man who was shaking like a leaf, and wanted to stand aside and away from Oz.

But Oz lifted a hand, pressed down on his shoulder, and lowered his eyes. “What did he say just now?”

With his low voice, adding on his stalwart height, Wen Qing also began to feel a little scared, and truthfully said, “He asked me if I wanted to calm down in a different way, and also said he saw you going to the restroom, so he wanted to help me…” 

Oz stared at his opening and closing mouth, and asked, “Do you know what he means by ‘help’?”

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and slowly said, “I know.”

Even though he was stupid, he wasn’t stupid to this degree, was he?! 

Oz wasn’t waiting for his answer. He continued, “He’s harassing you.”

The crew-cut player hastily said, “I- I’m not.”

“He’s the one who seduced me, otherwise I wouldn’t dare to touch your person—— ahhhhhhhh!”

Screams rang in his ears. Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled. He watched Oz raise his hand to grab the crew-cut player’s neck and ruthlessly slammed him onto the classroom’s back door.

“Bang——”

The center of the wooden door was dented and broken. The wooden fragments on the edges were stained bright red with blood, which looked shocking.

“Aaaahhhhh——”

The crew-cut player screamed out, “Aaaahh sch- school rules cannot co- coerce aaaahhhhhhhhhh——”

He wanted to remind Oz of the school’s second rule of not coercing people. The next second, his head was heavily smashed onto the door again.

“Bang——”

The crew-cut player’s forehead was pierced with big and small wooden fragments, the longest one directly crossing half of his forehead. The skin on his forehead was raised, revealing the sepia colour of the wooden fragments. Fresh blood flowed all over his face.

Seeing this scene up close, Wen Qing’s legs became weak. His face instantly paled.

At the same time, other students heard the movement in the classroom and, one after another, rushed in. Seeing Oz beating the crew-cut player, they stood at the door silently, not daring to speak.

Oz released his hand. He kicked the crew-cut player away, sending him flying several meters, and walked up to Wen Qing. 

Wen Qing’s eyes widened. He stared at Oz in terror.

Oz looked at his face. His cheeks were pale, his lips were dark red, and his eyes were also a little red. Looking at him, a sense similar to pity arose.

Oz pressed his throat down. He slowly lowered his head. Smelling the sweet fragrance on his body, his green eyes dimmed a little.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled. He shook with fear, and didn’t dare to look at Oz directly.

Oz looked down at him and asked, “Happy?”

Wen Qing was about to be scared to death. How could he dare to say that he wasn’t happy. He stumblingly said, “H- happy.”

“Oz.” Bai Tong hurried over and stood in front of Wen Qing, blocking him.

Oz glanced at him, then turned and left the classroom.

Bai Tong stared at his back. He thought for a while, then turned around and asked Wen Qing, “Are you okay?”

Wen Qing nodded dazedly. He returned to his seat with floaty steps.

Bai Tong sat at Ji Junfeng’s seat and asked in a low voice, “What happened just now?”

Wen Qing repeated it truthfully.

Only after a while did he recover from Oz’s violence.

Oz seemed to be helping him vent his anger?

Bai Tong’s eyes went half-lidded. His unperturbed gaze landed on Wen Qing.

He hadn’t recovered from Oz’s violence. His long and thin eyelashes were slightly trembling, and there was a thin layer of mist in his eyes. His pale cheeks stood in stark contrast to his rosy lips. Even if he did nothing, he could easily draw out the evil desires and ideas in people’s hearts.

Oz…

Bai Tong’s face sank slightly. He looked at Wen Qing’s ignorant eyes, and once again told him, “Stay a little further away from Oz.”

Wen Qing nodded.

Oz didn’t return to the classroom until the class bell rang.

Wen Qing stole a glance at him. He found that Oz’s face was covered with water. His hair was wet, and the neckline of his school uniform was also soaked with water, revealing smooth muscle lines.

Did he go to the restroom again?

Wen Qing was startled. He thought, did Oz really need to urinate halfway through the beating?

Or… burning with desire?

Wen Qing’s expression changed rapidly. He didn’t dare to think about it anymore and quickly withdrew his gaze, moved his chair, and stayed further away from Oz.

There were two classes in the morning, both of which were prayer classes.

Teacher Sun walked into the classroom again. At a glance, he noticed the wound on Chen Qiang’s forehead.

His face abruptly turned cold. He slammed the book on the desk. “Chen Qiang, what happened to your forehead?!”

Chen Qiang cautiously glanced back. Oz’s strength was well-known, 

So long as Oz didn’t die, the unlucky one would definitely be him.

After doing a comparison, Chen Qiang hesitated, not daring to say that he was beaten up by Oz.

“I- I accidentally fell…”

Teacher Sun’s face darkened. “How many times have I told you! Before the celebration of God’s birthday, you must pay attention to your body!”

“Get up, go to the temple to heal.”

Hearing “temple”, Chen Qiang was more panicked. Currently, nobody knew what would happen if you went to the temple to heal.

He hurriedly said, “Sir, I- I’m fine, there’s no need to bother God.”

“Tomorrow- tomorrow I’ll definitely be alright!

Teacher Sun stared at his wound. The surface of Chen Qiang’s forehead was covered by a complete mess of sawdust, but there weren’t any deep wounds, so it wasn’t particularly serious. It was only that the red and white flesh seemed to ooze a little.

Chen Qiang was afraid of being forced to go to the temple, and immediately flipped the book open and said to Teacher Sun, “Sir, I’m really fine, I’ll just pray to God in the classroom.”

Teacher Sun looked a little worried. “That is fine too. If the wound doesn’t improve tomorrow, you must go to the temple.”

“Class begins now.”

Chen Qiang sighed in relief and wiped the cold sweat off his face. The next second, he heard a sneer beside him.

Zhang Chengrun glanced at him and sneered, “I’ve told you that Wen Qing is Oz’s person, and you didn’t listen properly to people’s words.”

Chen Qiang’s complexion changed. He didn’t want to admit that he was controlled by his lust, and angrily said, “Stinky bitch, don’t piss me off.”

Zhang Chengrun: “Fucking idiot, incompetent then angry.“

Chen Qiang gritted his teeth. “I’ll fucking fuck you.”

***

After the prayer class was over, Teacher Sun wanted everyone to head to the cafeteria immediately.

The lunch process was the same as the one in the morning. Role call, serving, and checking the plates before leaving. The only difference was that there was another type of seafood at noon, and the dishes were very sumptuous.

The two classes in the afternoon were reading classes, and the library opened early at noon.

Wen Qing finished his lunch and went directly to the library with Bai Tong.

The library had two floors. The moment they entered, they saw bookshelves full of books, with classification posters on each shelf, and tables and chairs on the other side of the bookshelves.

Wen Qing raised his head to look at the classification of the bookshelves. These classifications were all very weird.

They weren’t classifications such as philosophy, religion, language and literature, but rather gestures, utensils, and so on.

Wen Qing glanced at the book covers. Seeing the shining white flesh made his eyes hurt.

Bai Tong paused, lifted his chin slightly, and stared at the single row of bookshelves in front of him. “School History.”

Wen Qing looked over. He saw the words “school history” on the labels of the bookshelves, and when he glanced over, those books were all normal.

【 2000 Seminary Yearbook 】

【 2001 Seminary Yearbook】

【 2002 Seminary Yearbook 】

…………

Wen Qing walked closer. The entire bookshelf was filled with yearbooks, from 1969 to 2021. The covers of these yearbooks were exactly the same, so the school history book in the corner seemed particularly unexpected.

【 Seminary, A Piece of School History 】

Bai Tong raised a hand to take the book out. Flipping it open to the first page, what caught his eye was a sentence written by the self-proclaimed founder of the school.

【 The number God likes most is 69, so the seminary only enrols 69 students every year. —— Founder JJ 】