Chapter 3

"Hey, did the female classmate still wet her pants as expected? Take advantage of the little time we have left to clean up, or else the bugs will eat you first, you weak women with such strong body odors!"

Just as the classmates were in a panic, not knowing what to do, Li Jiayu's mocking voice and sharp words suddenly came from behind them. The classmates turned around in unison to see Li Jiayu standing behind them, calm and composed. He held a bright fire axe in his hand, and with his sharp eyes, he looked quite the part, like a warrior.

"Li Jiayu... Why do you have to be so harsh... Are you even a man? She's already in such a state, and you still have the nerve to mock her..."

A female classmate who had wet her pants was crying in shame, her eyes red and her nose sniffing, tears streaming down her cheeks. Normally, if a boy made a girl cry in class, he would be attacked by the others, but in this oppressive moment, the classmates, who had realized the severity of the situation, didn't have the energy to argue over such trivial matters.

Li Jiayu turned his head and glanced at the crying girl. Her name was Zhou Weijia, and she was a pretty and well-figured girl. Even though she was crying, she still had a certain charm, making her look even more pitiable.

Unfortunately, Li Jiayu's heart was no longer soft. He had little sympathy for weak girls who cried easily and didn't want to get involved with them.

In the end times, it's hard to survive alone, so you need a team. But if your team includes a hindrance, a girl who only asks for protection and cries all day, the team's efficiency will be reduced by at least half!

You're not afraid of a god-like opponent, but you are afraid of a pig-like teammate!

A woman like Zhou Weijia... will have a very miserable fate in the end times. She will either be the first to be devoured by bugs or become a man's property, never again enjoying the adoration and protection of all men as a beautiful woman.

Li Jiayu shook his head and spoke in a cold, mocking tone:

"Do you think I'm teasing you? I'm trying to warn you, but you won't listen. If you insist on seeking death, I won't object."

Saying this, Li Jiayu smacked his lips and continued:

"Classmates, I have seen the future of this world and your future. I know exactly how you will die!"

As he spoke, Li Jiayu pointed at Zhou Weijia and said:

"Zhou Weijia, you will be the first girl in our class to die. Because you wet your pants, your body odor is too strong, and the scythe beetle that flies in from the window will target you first. Your neck will be crushed, and blood will spurt half a meter high, staining the floor red. Your head will be chewed to pieces by the scythe beetle, and your beautiful face will be ruined. However, the scythe beetle will only take a few bites of your head, not even finishing the brain, before dropping it. The brain will spill all over the floor. When the classmate who has suffered heavy casualties drives the scythe beetle away, your friend will hold your mangled head and cry..."

"You're lying! Nonsense, my fate can't be that tragic..."

Zhou Weijia's face turned pale with anger, and she became even more uneasy, her weak body trembling. She forced herself not to believe Li Jiayu's "nonsense," but thinking of his "prophetic" abilities, she shuddered and fell into a deep, chilling fear.

Li Jiayu then pointed at another tall and strong boy and said:

"You, Lin Zhibin, you've secretly loved Zhou Weijia for four years, from high school to sophomore year, right?"

Lin Zhibin jumped up, his face red, and stammered:

"You, you're lying... I only consider Zhou Weijia a friend!"

"Hmph, maybe you haven't even acknowledged your feelings. But when Zhou Weijia dies a tragic death, you will be the first to jump up, carrying a table to fight the scythe beetle. Your roommates, who are very emotional, will join you, and in the end, after three deaths and two injuries, the scythe beetle will be driven away. The three who died are Du Wei, Liang Bin, and Jiang Haitao, and you, Lin Zhibin, will have your arm crushed... But you won't feel the pain of the broken arm, only holding Zhou Weijia's headless body and crying, saying things like 'I should have confessed earlier' and 'I'll die with you'..."

"No! Stop! I beg you to stop... I do secretly love Zhou Weijia, and I'm madly in love with her. I know I don't deserve her, but I won't let that happen! I will protect her!" Lin Zhibin gritted his teeth, looked at Zhou Weijia, and shouted at Li Jiayu.

"Alright, I hope so... What I see is just one possible future. If you try to survive and follow my arrangements, you might not prevent the tragedy, but you can reduce the casualties..."

Li Jiayu patted Lin Zhibin's shoulder and then pointed at a boy with glasses:

"Wang Siyuan, when you run, you will be stung by the tail of a highly venomous lion scorpion. In less than five seconds, your calf will turn black and start to fester and rot, spreading from your calf to your thigh and then to your heart. You will be tortured by the rotting sensation until you scream your lungs out. You will be the first person I've seen to die from rotting..."

"Impossible! I have a great destiny, and fortune-tellers say I am protected by Buddha... How could I die so tragically?"

Wang Siyuan staggered back two steps, his face pale. Although he said he didn't believe it, his mood was terrible.

Li Jiayu ignored Wang Siyuan's reaction and pointed at another fair-skinned boy:

"Zhang Han, you will also have a tragic end when you run. You will be wrapped by a two-meter-long purple-blooded centipede. The centipede's thousands of legs are as sharp as knives, cutting into your flesh like a thousand blades, not unlike being flayed alive. You will scream for help, your voice as tragic as a bleeding cuckoo, but..."

Zhang Han's face stiffened, and he swallowed hard:

"But no one will dare to save me from the centipede's mouth, right..."

"Exactly. At that time, not only you, but many others will be in despair, afraid to risk their own lives. Many will be in such a dire situation that they can't even take care of themselves..."

Li Jiayu nodded and then pointed at a girl:

"Han Xiaochi, you will be pinned to the ground by a zombie. You will cry and struggle, but how can you push away a zombie with infinite strength..."

Han Xiaochi's body trembled, and she shrieked:

"What? Will I be... violated by a zombie? Li Jiayu, you bastard! What you're saying isn't true..."

"Hey! Listen to me! Zombies don't have the same perverted thoughts as humans. They will just bite and tear chunks of flesh from your neck. I saw you coughing up large clumps of black blood from your mouth and nose, probably because your throat and trachea were rotted by the zombie's poison. In the end, your body will be completely chewed up, and you will turn into a zombie, wandering in the darkness, a living dead..."

"Zombie... Will I become a zombie, wandering in the darkness with a grotesque appearance?"

Han Xiaochi shivered all over. As a girl who loved to dress up and was a bit narcissistic, if she were to become a zombie, a zombie with a body full of rot, it would be an extremely tragic fate for her.

"You, Gao Xiang, will be invaded by parasites in your mouth, and your internal organs will be chewed up, causing you excruciating pain for three days and three nights before you die with your intestines and stomach torn apart..."

"You, He Jialan, will be kidnapped by a group of criminals taking advantage of the chaos, and you will never be heard from again. You will either commit suicide or be killed..."

"You, Sha Yiran, will be so hungry that you will secretly eat some of the dead bugs' flesh, resulting in food poisoning. Your skin will swell like a balloon, and your stomach will bloat to the size of three watermelons before you commit suicide."

"You, Liang Junjie, will die in a conflict, being chopped by a machete and having your limbs cut off, and your body will be thrown to the bugs..."

Li Jiayu pointed at each classmate with a definite tone:

"Your fates will all be extremely tragic. A small number might survive, escaping to Yongcheng, Yangcheng, or Jianye, finding protection from the army, but they will be enslaved and live a very hard life. They will curse the bugs and the darkness but lack the courage to fight the bugs or to die for freedom!"

"What about me, Li Jiayu... What will my fate be?"

Sun Weiwei looked at Li Jiayu's face, which was illuminated by the lightning, and asked with a trembling heart. Li Jiayu had not mentioned her future, but she was very curious.

"You? Do you really want to know?"

Li Jiayu turned around and looked at the beautiful and radiant Sun Weiwei, his lips curling into a smile:

"Do you know? Many women in the end times become sacrifices or commodities... You fear death, and you were pampered from a young age by your family and admirers, so you are extremely attached to life. You can give up many things to survive, such as your dignity and principles... You will seduce a senior from a family skilled in Xingyi Quan to protect you. He is brave and skilled, and he can protect you... But he will die soon, and you will use your body as a bargaining chip to find a middle-aged man who fights in underground boxing to protect you... Then a powerful officer, and finally, you will become the mistress of a military commander. In a jealous fight, another mistress will disfigure you with sulfuric acid... Then you will go mad, wander the streets, and be eaten by a soul-sucking beast..."

"Ah!"

Sun Weiwei gasped, her body cold, and goosebumps covered her skin. She never imagined that she would become a woman who sells her body, or that she would become someone's mistress, and her fate would be the most feared by women—disfigurement by sulfuric acid!

"Alright, let's not discuss this anymore... In short, you need to know one thing: to avoid tragedy, be smart!"

Just as Li Jiayu finished speaking, a heart-wrenching scream came from outside the window!

A sharp-eyed classmate looked out the window and was immediately terrified!

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