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Lunch break is a must for high school students.

Eight classes a day plus exams and self-study are extremely brain-consuming, and you must sleep for dozens of minutes in between to recover your spirit - this is the objective law of human body operation, which is not subject to personal will.

Even if there are test-takers who secretly study during lunch break, their efficiency may not be that high. According to some teachers, most of them are fake efforts.

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Eye Jiaying suddenly woke up with her eyelashes trembling, and raised her head from the table.

Her cheek on the side where her arm was resting was slightly red, with faint marks of buttons. She noticed the wall clock on the classroom wall with sleepy eyes. It was 12:50 in the afternoon, and there were still 45 minutes before the end of lunch break.

Continue to sleep? No, wait, something is wrong

She frowned and looked around. Everything in the classroom, the ceiling, walls, curtains, air conditioners, podiums, tables, chairs, benches, and even every sleeping classmate, was covered with a layer of shadow.

As if covered by a filter.

Li Sheng's seat on the right was empty. She hesitated and stretched out her finger, tapping the arm of the girl sitting on the left.

Click.

The finger sank directly into it, as if poking into the mud and sand.

The other party still maintained the nap posture, with her chest rising and falling slightly, and did not wake up. As Ye Jiaying's fingers withdrew, the sand-like pits on the other party's arm quickly recovered, and no trace of damage could be seen.

"?!"

Surprise and fear surged in her heart, and Ye Jiaying subconsciously stood up and left her seat.

Through the gap in the curtains, she could see an extremely spectacular shuttle-shaped crack running through the sky outside the window.

Many bright stars of different colors shone endlessly in the cracks.

Everything was telling her that the current situation was abnormal.

She pinched herself several times to confirm that she was not in a dream; the mobile phone had no signal and could not contact the outside world; all the classmates seemed to be in another world and could not be awakened. Or rather, she was in another world.

After hesitating again and again, she walked to the back of the classroom, slowly opened the door, and looked out through the crack in the door.

My pupils shrank suddenly, and I saw a spider web covering the outside of the corridor. The white silk fabrics were layered and covered like a gauze curtain.

In the corridor, there stood a familiar figure without a shadow.

Yuan Zhixia, the famous weirdo and genius girl, was carrying a backpack and seriously examining the spider web in front of her.

"Yuan"

Before she said the word "classmate" in a low voice, the other party noticed her and immediately raised her finger to her lips, indicating not to make any sound.

Rustle——

Six huge spiders, the size of medium-sized dogs, climbed over the outside of the spider web.

Their shadows shone on the wall, and a large number of legs hooked the spider web, causing it to tremble slightly.

And in the middle of the six giant spiders, something was hung with spider silk. Like a figure wrapped in a cocoon, twisting and struggling.

Intense fear gripped my heart. When the spider's shadow disappeared, Yuan Zhixia moved her feet and quietly came to the back door of Class 5, joined Ye Jiaying, and walked into the classroom.

"Yuan, what's going on? Why are you and I awake? That spider."

Too many questions squeezed in her heart, and Ye Jiaying asked softly like a string of bullets.

"This is not the place to talk."

Yuan Zhixia looked around Class 5, her eyes swept across the dried black blood on the seat to the right of the podium, and locked onto the tall wooden cabinet at the back of the room.

In order to make the classroom beautiful and tidy, the brooms and dustpans used for general cleaning will be sorted and stored in the wooden cabinet, so there is a lot of space inside.

The two got into the wooden cabinet, and Yuan Zhixia turned on the flashlight function of her mobile phone and handed it to Ye Jiaying, asking her to help with lighting.

She took off her backpack and unzipped it.

It was not until this time that Ye Jiaying noticed that Yuan Zhixia's backpack was a quick-response bulletproof backpack.

That is, in addition to the straps on both sides, there is also a waist belt in the middle, and by pulling two ropes, the outermost interlayer of the backpack can be quickly turned over the head and covered on the chest as a vest.

The interlayer is hollow inside, and a ceramic bulletproof plate is inserted inside - the same design is also on the back of the backpack.

Hey, which normal student would carry such a backpack to school? This is not the Middle East where wars are endless, or Africa where warlords are everywhere, nor is it the free America where gunfights are every day.

Ye Jiaying widened his eyes. Compared with the bulletproof backpack, the things in Yuan Zhixia's bag are more bizarre.

Buzzer alarm, pepper spray, stun gun, Swiss Army knife, hand axe, foldable multi-axis drone, GPS handheld radio, sponge earplugs, buckle tourniquet, gas mask, paper map, lighting stick, waterproof space blanket

These items are fixed inside the backpack with straps and buckles, and they will not collide with each other when walking or running, and then make noise.

Yuan Zhixia reached into her backpack, pulled the well-hidden zipper, opened the hidden compartment, and took out a pistol from the compartment? !

Ye Jiaying stared at him in astonishment as he took out the gun body and magazine, and then found the barrel and spring from other compartments.

"What on earth is this, classmate Yuan?"

"Shh."

Yuan Zhixia interrupted Ye Jiaying's whispered question, took out a fidget spinner, and removed the yellow copper lead bullet hidden inside.

She made this gun herself.

Students who often make guns illegally know that with the increasing maturity of 3D printing technology, it is not too difficult to make the outline of a gun as long as there is a blueprint.

Especially for a pistol like the Glock 17, which has relatively few parts, its parts including the magazine body, magazine plate, firing seat, and sleeve are all made of plastic.

The really difficult ones are the barrel, spring, firing pin, bullet, charge, and primer.

Yuan Zhixia usually gets various scholarships like food and water, and she occasionally buys and sells virtual currency online. When she just entered high school, she saved a lot of money and finally persuaded her parents to let her buy an independent garage downstairs in the community.

She spent money to renovate the garage, lay silencers, buy small CNC machine tools, 3D plastic printers, 3D metal printers, and a series of chemical equipment.

After making all the above preparations, she first used an industrial-grade printer to make the gun body, magazine body, trigger and other structures, and the strength was not inferior to the overall injection molding engineering plastics.

Then use the CNC machine tool to turn out the barrel.

Some springs, firing pins, and shells are solved through the almighty Taobao-shells are not contraband, and there are a lot of discarded shells in legal shooting ranges.

The charge is a single-base gunpowder prepared by myself, nitrocellulose plus a decelerator, and the combustion speed is relatively slow and stable. While ensuring sufficient chamber pressure, it does not cause the chamber pressure to be too high and explode directly.

(In order to pursue the sound and light effect, fireworks and firecrackers burn very fast. If you use fireworks gunpowder to load bullets, 80% of them will explode)

As for the primer, Yuan Zhixia used mercuric fulminate. It is also prepared by herself with mercury and nitric acid. Modern ammunition primers often use non-corrosive tetrazene, antimony sulfide, potassium chlorate, etc., but considering the difficulty of preparation and the movement of preparation, corrosive mercuric fulminate is still chosen. Anyway, it can be used.

After all the above, the only thing left is to reload the bullets - it is very simple as long as there are professional equipment. In foreign countries, because the amount of charge can be accurately controlled, the shooting accuracy of reloaded bullets is better than that of original bullets, and it is also more cost-effective.

Of course, it is absolutely illegal and shameful to privately manufacture firearms and ammunition.

She also has to pay attention to the time when the neighbors go out, so as not to report to the community property management that the neighbors think the machine tool is too noisy.

On the one hand, they had to carefully handle all kinds of chemicals, fearing that the smell would leak out and attract the police.

Even if the pistol and ammunition were all manufactured, they had to be disassembled into parts and put in various places in the schoolbag to disguise it as a toy gun. I dared not take the subway when I went out with the bag.

Such hardships are somewhat unnecessary from the perspective of self-defense.

Stunners, pepper spray, buzzer alarms, etc. are enough to prevent criminals.

If it doesn't work, specially modified crossbows, air guns, nail guns, stun guns, etc. are powerful enough to kill large animals and can also play a preventive role.

If you are caught, the punishment is less than making a real gun.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka."

Yuan Zhixia used the loader to quickly load bullets, and her lips unconsciously tightened slightly.

The reason why she spent so much energy and effort to own a gun was largely because of a strong sense of uneasiness.

Unlike other ignorant ordinary people, as a genius, she had long noticed the abnormality of this world through clues on the Internet.

Beneath those urban legends that have no beginning or end, there is some terrible truth hidden.