Fist of Imagination

"Yanjiachan, is this going to end?"

In the darkness, Liang De shouted angrily in the endless sleep paralysis cycle.

Eh? Can you hear? Can you move!

He opened his eyes and saw the soft light, the clean windows, the blackboard, the podium, the desks, and a teacher with his back to the students.

This is an ordinary classroom.

At this time, Liang De heard a low exclamation in his ears. He reluctantly turned his head and saw the girl in the white Kansai-collared sailor suit top at the next table sticking out her tongue at him embarrassedly.

The girl in the sailor suit had short black hair and a slightly red cheek. The air seemed to be covered with a layer of fresh and clear Japanese style filter.

She pointed downwards.

Liang De's eyes followed the fingertips of the girl at the next table on the left, passing the slender waist under the thin white fabric in summer, passing the navy blue wheel pleated short skirt, passing the white legs with knees together, passing the black knee-high socks and indoor shoes... It took 1.551 seconds, understated, natural and smooth, without any deliberateness, fully demonstrating the strong ability of an independent adult man to sneak a peek at beautiful girls.

As we all know, young boys want to fall in love with high school girls, and mature men want to become high school girls.

Mr. Liang, 27 years old, is between youth and maturity. When he sees good-looking high school girls, he can't help but look at them twice, but he doesn't want to fall in love with them. He has a certain understanding of JK uniforms but has never worn them. Ahem, he doesn't want to wear them.

After spending this short and long 1.551 seconds, Liang De's eyes suddenly became sharp.

There is no mistake, it is the orthodox uniform that he has changed to become more slim.

Although the shape is still a little simple, this kind of school supply feeling with the playful and careful planning of high school girls is the essence of JK uniforms.

The only flaw is that the red bow tie is too heavy. It might be better if it is decorated with a slightly more unique tie or a straight scarf.

If you let me recommend accessories... Wait, wait, Lao Liang, now is not the time to think about these.

What's the situation? Is this the Lu Department of Sheng Wuxu Private High School?

But why do girls in the Lu Department wear sailor suits?

Liang De thought about it, and his sharp eyes continued to look down, and finally saw what the girl at the next table was pointing at.

It was a light yellow square eraser, which fell on the side close to his desk. There was a familiar silver paint line on the ground to the right of the eraser.

What kind of campus youth drama is unfolding... Ridiculous, I don't buy it, watch me pick it up and eat it!

Liang De bent down to pick up the eraser on the other side of the silver line, and saw a few small words faintly printed on it.

"... facing the enemy this way?"

"Yes."

The girl in the sailor suit at the next table smiled and pressed the back cover of the mechanical pencil in her hand.

The eraser in Liang De's hand suddenly heated up sharply, causing a burning pain in his palm. He quickly let go of the eraser and threw it into the air.

The eraser flew out of his hand and exploded instantly in the air!

The incident happened suddenly, and Liang De only had time to use a tactical backward move in panic.

The violent shock wave, carrying fine metal sand, shot towards Liang De. His nostrils were already filled with dangerous burnt odor. In the face of the sudden and fatal attack, Liang De, an ordinary social animal, could not avoid the slow backward move.

Can the tactical backward move also avoid the fate of blooming, my head!

Liang De closed his eyes in despair, only to feel his body being knocked to the ground by a huge force.

Puff puff puff puff!

In the black smoke of the rubber explosion, the sound of fine metal sand hitting was like a rainstorm, and each grain hit the flesh.

"Are you okay?"

The black smoke dispersed, and the muscular man with exaggerated strength let go of Liang De, who was in his arms, and stood up.

The muscular man was over two meters tall and looked very oppressive. His army green lieutenant uniform had become riddled with holes under the attack of the explosive iron sand. The holes revealed his well-developed muscles like steel, and the hard skin surface faintly glowed with a cold metal-like light.

"I..."

Liang De was weak all over like a speaker who was on stage for the first time. For a moment, he couldn't organize his feelings for escaping death, and didn't know what to say.

"The creativity is commendable, but the power is not enough. The Marine Department will be deducted 5 points, and the Land Department will be added 10 points. Bai Hekong will clean the classroom. Lin Baolong, you take the transfer students to get school supplies."

The calm voice of the lecturer came from the podium.

The lecturer had a 3:7 hairstyle, was in his forties or fifties, and had an indifferent expression on his face. After speaking, he turned around and continued to write on the blackboard.

"Yes——"

The sailor-suited girl sitting next to Liang De stretched out her tone, pouted and took out a nylon body bag from her desk.

She reluctantly unfolded the body bag and swept the debris on the ground into it with her foot.

The muscular man named Lin Baolong picked up Liang De with one hand, put the limp office animal on his shoulder and carried him out of the classroom.

After the two left, there was a whisper in the classroom.

"Hey, Bai Hekong was one step behind. If she had used the poison gas bomb just now, even if Lin Baolong rushed over, he would not be able to save the transfer student."

"The incident happened suddenly, and Bai Hekong's reaction was fast enough. How could she think so much? The turtles in the Lu School are all hard-skinned and can hold their breath. Who would prepare poison gas bombs normally?"

"It turns out that empty desks really refresh transfer students randomly. I thought it was a campus ghost story."

"It may not appear for dozens of classes. The Lu School is unlucky this time. Judging from the actions of the transfer student, he is just an ordinary person. He has less classes than us for more than one semester. It is estimated that he will die."

"The score of the Lu School is already very dangerous. It is at the bottom. If one more person dies, there will be no hope of turning things around."

"Hey, the transfer student looks easy to kill. Let's go and kill him tomorrow."

...

Lin Baolong put Liang De down on the playground.

There is no physical education class now. The football field is open and spacious. The safe distance is sufficient. There is basically no need to worry about sudden sneak attacks. The goal with steel pillars and steel nets can barely serve as a cover.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Baolong. Before I traveled through time, I was a palace guard who practiced for 25 and a half years. I like iron shirts, gravel feet and five-form boxing. I am a lower-level white robbery realm walker and the first-year head of the Lu School of Sheng Wuxu Private High School."

"Liang De, before I traveled through time, it was...really a travel through time?"

Although he has experienced the test of the sawtooth lizard lion and a teleportation, Liang De still hopes that he is in his hometown on Blue Star.

Whether he was captured by a black technology organization and sent to a secret base, or sent to the distant star 10.5 light years away from Blue Star, he can be sent back if he can be sent here.

But if it is a ridiculous thing like time travel, the hope of returning is very slim.

"It is really time travel, look up."

Liang De raised his head and saw a blue sky without clouds, and a bright yellow triangular luminous object slowly rotating in the air.

An equilateral triangle that rotates and looks like the original Doritos corn flakes, the sun.

What the hell, Doritos corn flakes took over the sun god?

"You don't have a celestial body of this shape in your hometown, right? I heard that there is a first-year student in the Department of Space Studies whose hometown has a serrated sun and a nose and eyes, but basically the sun is round, right?"

Liang De slapped his face hard and escaped from the stagnation with the pain.

"Liang De, before the time travel, I was an ordinary office worker, and my specialty was overtime. The sun in my hometown is round. There are no aliens, future people, people from other worlds, and superpowers. There may be, but I haven't seen them. I don't think of anything else to say for the time being."

Lin Baolong hugged his arms and nodded, and his overdeveloped chest muscles trembled.

"If you are not sure whether you have traveled through time after coming here, then there is one thing you probably don't understand yet.

You are already dead."

"Huh?"

What a terrible line, did you just use the Beidou Canhui Fist on me?

"Everyone who traveled through time to the Sword Immortal Ruins·Sheng Wuxu Private High School is already dead."