They Are Not Human!

Chapter 26: Seminary 2

Wen Qing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and stared blankly at the statue.

After a long while, the statue slowly closed its eyes and returned to its original state.

Wen Qing's hands and feet were weak, her mind was blank, she didn't know how she got off the round platform.

Seeing that he was a little unsteady, Bai Tong stretched out his hand to support him.

Wen Qing instinctively approached the heat source, grabbed Bai Tong's arm helplessly, her eyes turned red involuntarily: "Just, just..."

Wasn't it just his hallucination?

Wen Qing's hands were obviously cold, but Bai Tong was inexplicably dry, so he quickly looked away, lowered his voice and said, "This is a god-level copy."

God-level copy must be related to God.

Wen Qing closed his eyes. He is an atheist, but now in this world, he needs to believe that there is a god.

He exhaled: "I, I know."

Teacher Chen calmed down at the moment, and his distorted expression gradually returned to normal.

His voice was raised several times, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "God is very satisfied with this classmate, so he sent a miracle."

He stared at Wen Qing and smiled, "It's your honor."

Wen Qing didn't feel honored at all, but felt terrible. He lowered his head and was very glad that he had brought a mask and hat. Teacher Chen could not see his panicked expression.

Because of what happened just now and Teacher Chen's words, other players looked at Wen Qing one after another.

Bai Tong frowned slightly, in the copy, it is not a good thing to be highly noticed.

Especially someone like Wen Qing that is easy to imagine...

"Classmate, what's your name?" Teacher Chen stared at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing softly squeezed out two words: "Wen Qing."

Teacher Chen smiled and nodded, then turned around and said, "Continue the test."

The voice fell, and everyone looked at the last player.

It's a bald man, his face is full of flesh, with deep nasolabial lines, he is young, but his face is fierce.

The bald man strode to the stone tablet, picked up the stone carving knife, and began to inscribe.

The carving knife scratched on the stone tablet, leaving no trace.

The bald man cursed in a low voice and clenched the stone carving knife tightly.

One second, two seconds...

Half a minute passed, and he failed to write the first stroke.

The bald man's face changed.

A minute passed and he still couldn't write anything.

The air fell silent again.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she glanced at the other players beside her.

The players looked at the bald man indifferently, as if they were looking at something dead.

The bald man's back was gradually soaked in sweat, his body was trembling, and he was almost unable to hold the stone carving knife.

Seeing this, Teacher Chen on the side began to change his face: "Enough."

The bald man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his head and said to the teacher, "I-I'll write it right away."