Chapter 98: Chapter 98: The Resentful Aberrations of Class 1: Who in Class 2 Cares About Yun Zhenyue?

’She knows... Mr. Gu?’

Yun Zhenyue’s mind buzzed. Could there be such a coincidence in the world?

’Do that Mr. Gu and Gu Yuan have the exact same preferences?’

She specifically flipped back to a question she thought she had changed to the wrong answer.

The one where she had written down "playing video games" as Mr. Gu’s hobby.

—’That question was marked correct, too?’

’Such a mysterious and powerful being actually likes to play video games?’

’It can’t be that the ghost homeroom teacher is deliberately trying to flatter me and just marking things right randomly, can it!’

Yun Zhenyue found it hard to believe.

But it was a possibility.

After all, the ghost homeroom teacher’s fawning was written all over his face.

’He’s probably just giving me a high score to make me happy?’

Yun Zhenyue shook her head, her mind a tangled mess of thoughts.

But there was another possibility.

That Mr. Gu was also from Jiang City, and maybe even a relative of Gu Yuan.

They both liked to eat Jiang City’s local specialties and play video games in their spare time.

If that were the case, it wouldn’t be surprising that their preferences were so similar.

A seed of curiosity was planted in Yun Zhenyue’s heart.

’I’ll have to ask Gu Yuan about it when I get the chance.’

...

「Meanwhile.」

The foreign audience erupted in an uproar!

[How did she get all the questions right? Impossible! Don’t tell me this woman from Dragon Country knows some Mr. Gu?]

[It can’t be that the Mr. Gu is actually Gu Yuan, right? No way!]

[Gu Yuan is that Mr. Gu? The one who reformed the Ghost World?]

[Are you guys brainless? Didn’t you see how subservient that teacher was? He’d probably mark anything she wrote as correct!]

[Yeah, even if she wrote that his hobby was eating dirt, he’d probably mark it as correct. This test isn’t rigorous at all!]

[This is so biased! Our Megan from the Flower Flag Country didn’t even pass.]

...

DING LING LING~

The bell for the end of class rang for what felt like the hundredth time.

Megan clutched her stomach, dizzy with hunger. She hadn’t eaten for almost a day.

Although she had gotten a piece of bread from Han Sumei, whenever she tried to eat it, her desk mate would shoot her a strange, disgusted look, as if she were a rat stealing food.

To avoid making the relationship with her desk mate even worse, Megan could only endure the hunger. The key issue was that she didn’t dare leave the classroom, afraid she would miss some crucial information during the break or accidentally wander into a dangerous area.

Right now, this classroom was the only safe place!

Just then, the ghost homeroom teacher walked into the classroom and announced coldly, "Everyone, come out in a bit. The next class is canceled."

Upon hearing this, the ghost students of Class 1 were all stunned.

A class being canceled had never happened before.

The strapping ghost class president, dressed in a school uniform, asked in confusion, "Teacher, do you mean we’re going to take a test, or attend a lecture?"

"What are you thinking?"

The ghost homeroom teacher’s voice held no patience.

He was now solely focused on sucking up to the ghost from Class 2 and couldn’t care less about the fate of Class 1.

"There’s a school-wide cleaning later. You’ll be in charge. Make sure you get the school spotless."

Cleaning duty?

The ghost students of Class 1 were shaken when they heard this!

They were all shocked and couldn’t believe it!

The school had always favored Class 1; something like cleaning duty was always forced on the worthless Class 2!

They loved watching that bunch of losers work hard, sweat dripping, and complain.

How was it their turn now?

"Teacher, you must be mistaken. You should be notifying Class 2," the ghost class president said hurriedly.

"Hmph~"

The ghost homeroom teacher swept his gaze over them.

He saw the ghost students of Class 1 all looking sullen and extremely reluctant.

A sense of weariness surged within him, and he snorted coldly, "No, it’s not a mistake!"

"Class 2 has done the cleaning so many times. You’re not even willing to do it once?"

"If anyone dares to skip out, don’t blame me for being merciless."

After saying this, he couldn’t be bothered with any more nonsense and prepared to leave the classroom.

Just then, the ghost homeroom teacher happened to notice Megan’s expectant gaze.

It seemed to be asking if he had taken care of Yun Zhenyue.

A murderous glint flashed in the ghost homeroom teacher’s eyes!

’It’s all the fault of these damn rats for deluding me into trying to take on the Chairman!’

’Not only did I lose three years’ salary for nothing, I was also utterly humiliated!’

’I’ll deal with these rats sooner or later.’

’For now, I still have to go apply for a whole bunch of things from the school.’

...

「Soon.」

After the ghost homeroom teacher left, Class 1’s ghosts fell into a dead silence. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Especially when they realized that the ghost homeroom teacher’s favoritism towards them seemed to have vanished.

Every one of them felt extremely wronged and resentful.

Unable to vent the injustice they felt, they all wore dark expressions.

Making them, a group of top students with extraordinary family backgrounds, do the cleaning?

Wasn’t this a complete humiliation!

They hadn’t even done anything.

And they hadn’t heard about any changes at school.

If they had to pinpoint a change... it would be the few transfer students who joined Class 1 today.

In that instant, the atmosphere in Class 1 underwent a drastic change.

From subtle ostracism... to blatant loathing, contempt, and rage!

They all turned to look at Megan, Han Sumei, and the others with cold, hateful gazes.

"It’s all these stinking rats’ fault..."

"It must be because of them that the homeroom teacher doesn’t like us anymore."

"Why don’t we just kill them? Then we won’t have to do the cleaning."

"..."

Faint murmurs and whispers spread through the classroom.

This made the few of them feel as if they’d been plunged into an ice cellar; they felt utterly, unfairly condemned!

They hadn’t done anything either!

At most, they had slandered Yun Zhenyue a little.

They didn’t even know if she was dead or alive!

Besides, her?

There was no way she could cause the homeroom teacher’s attitude to change so drastically!

The group all had different expressions.

Han Sumei clutched the medal in her pocket, her face flushing then paling.

If she took out this medal, she certainly wouldn’t have to suffer like this, but it wasn’t the most critical moment yet.

Megan suppressed her rage. She was already thinking about seeking help from the dean of students, but if she did that, it would mean tearing all pretense aside completely.

After thinking it over, Megan decided to endure it for now.

Yamada Aiko shook her head bitterly.

She had a premonition.

’The reason for all of this might really be related to Yun Zhenyue.’

’If I had known, I never would have come to Class 1.’

Every time she saw someone try to persecute Yun Zhenyue, they only ended up bringing trouble upon themselves, and she would get caught in the crossfire.

Just then, the ghosts of Class 1 seemed to have a new idea.

"I heard Class 2 got a transfer student too. Could she be the one who intentionally set us up?" a ghost with a face full of acne and red pimples said with a frown.

"It’s possible. These little rats are annoying, but none of them left the room," another ghost whispered in agreement.

"So, you’re saying it might really have something to do with her?"

"What are you afraid of? We’ll know if we just call her out and ask."

"Why don’t you go, Class President? You’re the strongest, President! You’re a top-tier Fierce Ghost!"

"Just call her to the stairwell. If it’s really her, then just... take care of her."

After a brief discussion, the ghosts of Class 1 reached a conclusion.

Regardless of whether the transfer student in Class 2 was related to the change in the ghost homeroom teacher’s attitude... they would have the class president call her out in the name of "studying," just to be sure!

Doing this would inevitably affect the relationship between Class 1 and Class 2!

But...

She was new and had no friends in Class 2.

As long as no one in Class 2 stood up for her... then wouldn’t it be up to them to decide how to deal with her?

After all, the ghosts in Class 2 were nowhere near as united as those in Class 1.

Getting them to band together to help a new transfer student?

That was even harder than getting the ghost homeroom teacher to turn over a new leaf!