Qiao Jiajin stared at the characters written by the corpse for a long time, then raised his head and asked in confusion:

“Liar, between you two, who’s teaching whom homework?”

“I…” Qi Xia discovered that when he talked to Qiao Jiajin, he would always be at a loss for words. “Neither of us is teaching the other. Someone should be trying to send me a message.”

“Oh.” Qiao Jiajin nodded. “How is this so similar to the method that ‘Ant’ used to send messages yesterday…?”

“It should be somewhat different.” Qi Xia said. “Yesterday’s ‘Ant’ had his own thoughts, but this corpse is clearly being controlled.”

“Hey… she stopped moving!” Qiao Jiajin exclaimed softly.

After hearing this, Qi Xia looked at the corpse and discovered that the corpse had indeed already stopped. Her hand was propping up the desktop, her entire person seemingly frozen.

“Hey!” Qiao Jiajin somewhat worriedly patted the corpse. “She didn’t die, did she?”

After saying this, he felt something wasn’t quite right, and could only change his words: “She didn’t die again, did she?”

Qi Xia narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look out the window. This matter was truly too worthy of scrutiny. Since so much effort was being expended to send a message… why not just appear directly?

A corpse crashing around everywhere inside the teaching building—wasn’t that even more attention-grabbing?

Before Qi Xia could figure it out, with a “thump” sound, the corpse in front of him seemed to have completely lost control and fell directly to the ground.

“Oh no…” Qiao Jiajin hurriedly bent down and reached out to feel the woman’s pulse. “This time she seems to really be dead… completely dead.”

Then footsteps sounded outside the door. Zhang Shan, leading several “Heaven’s Gate” members, appeared one after another.

They just happened to see a woman covered in blood lying there, while Qiao Jiajin’s hand was placed on her neck.

“The person wasn’t killed by him.” Qi Xia also spoke up. “A situation has occurred.”

“Obviously. Of course I know that.” Zhang Shan walked forward to look at this corpse. After confirming that she was the strange female corpse he had seen once at the entrance, he let out a deep sigh.

“You chased after her to get here?” Qi Xia asked again.

“Yes.” Zhang Shan carefully examined the corpse, unable to see anything unusual at all. “How did this thing get in… why can’t I figure it out?”

“This is the ‘enemy attack’?” Qi Xia asked again.

After hearing this, Zhang Shan was also a bit uncertain: “This thing circled around me and rushed into the teaching building very quickly. No matter how you look at it, it’s an enemy attack… Are you two alright?”

“No.” Qiao Jiajin shook his head, then pointed at the corpse on the ground. “But she seems to have a problem…”

…

“Train.”

Heavenly-Pig knelt on the ground, breathing heavily in large gulps. His entire body was covered in blood—it was impossible to even tell where he was injured.

Meanwhile, Qinglong stood expressionlessly in place before him. His long robe was spotless, with only both hands covered in blood.

“How many rounds was that?” Qinglong shook both hands and asked. “It seems even giving you all this body is useless. Insufficient combat experience means you can only be slaughtered by others at will.”

“You think we’re all like you…?” Heavenly-Pig said weakly. “We fundamentally don’t want to use this body to slaughter others… how could we possibly accumulate ‘combat experience’?”

“Still acting tough.” Qinglong smiled. “Even if all of you went up together, even if I didn’t use ‘Soul Seizing,’ what would your chances of victory be?”

After hearing this, Heavenly-Pig gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of bloody water. He knew his time was truly running out.

Unfortunately, the “Puppet” mission hadn’t been accomplished. His “conviction” had very little left after Qinglong’s beating, and now the “Puppet” had most likely already lost control.

“Stand up… ‘Puppet.'” Heavenly-Pig said silently in his heart. “Since I’m already going to die… I absolutely cannot let Qinglong have it easy.”

After hearing this, Heavenly-Sheep turned his head to look. At this moment, he actually felt some admiration for this Heavenly-Pig who had slept for decades.

His “inner voice” was incomparably resounding, transmitting into his own ears.

Sure enough… only those who had experienced the baptism of “reality” would display this kind of vigorous state.

If there was a chance, should he also return to that “reality” to take a look?

“Heavenly-Sheep, what is he thinking?” Qinglong asked.

Heavenly-Sheep’s entire body froze. He raised his head and was just about to speak, but suddenly remembered some taboo and hurriedly avoided Qinglong’s line of sight. His entire person’s gaze began to become shifty and unsteady again.

Having to avoid other people’s gazes everywhere… this feeling made Heavenly-Sheep extremely exhausted.

“He… he… he’s thinking…”

Heavenly-Sheep was at a loss for words for a long time. He knew that what had been constantly circling in Heavenly-Pig’s mind right now was “activate Puppet again,” but once Qinglong knew this thought, Heavenly-Pig would never have another chance.

“Speak.” Qinglong said coldly.

Heavenly-Sheep paused for several more seconds, then slowly opened his mouth: “He… wants to kill you…”

After these words, both Heavenly-Pig and Qinglong simultaneously furrowed their brows.

“Interesting…” Qinglong furrowed his brow and revealed a maniacal smile. “Having so many holes poked throughout your body by me and still having fighting spirit—if it were possible, I’d really want to let you live. Unfortunately, I’ve had enough fun.”

Heavenly-Pig also let out a soft laugh, a sentence of “thank you” drifting from his heart toward Heavenly-Sheep’s mind.

Under Heavenly-Sheep’s shocked gaze, Heavenly-Pig propped himself up on his knees and stood up once more. Knowing someone was on his side, although it was merely insignificant help, it also allowed his “conviction” to recover somewhat.

Heavenly-Pig swung his right hand, striking at Qinglong from a great distance.

That right hand grew with the wind, instantly expanding several times in half a second. The enormous fist exploded with the sound of wind as it charged toward Qinglong.

Qinglong was just about to reach out to block when his eyes were dazzled by the burst of light flashing from the fist.

He only felt numerous “Echoes” instantly surging beside his ears. It seemed Heavenly-Pig was also preparing to stake everything on this one gamble.

Under the intense light, Qinglong closed his eyes and violently swung his hand, actually catching that astonishingly-sized fist with raw force.

BANG!!

“Your killing move also ends here.” Qinglong smiled.

And only Heavenly-Sheep knew that the reason Heavenly-Pig simultaneously released all of his “Echoes” was precisely to conceal “Puppet.”

…

Qiao Jiajin and Zhang Shan were squatting on the ground studying the corpse.

In the next second, the corpse was like a puppet that had been reconnected to its strings, rising from the ground with a “whoosh” in a bizarre posture.

The two big men completely hadn’t expected this corpse to actually move again, and they exclaimed in surprise and sat on the ground.

“Oh my!”

Zhang Shan considered his courage to already be quite large, but this corpse dying then living, living then dying—it was truly too difficult not to be scared.

“Tattoo kid… you, don’t be afraid!” Zhang Shan poked Qiao Jiajin, then scrambled to get up.

“Damn, when was I afraid?” Qiao Jiajin also immediately stood up. “I just suddenly wanted to sit on the ground. Big guy, don’t shout nonsense!”