Chapter 4 Survival Day

One week later, at Cangnan City Second High School.

"Hey, look, is that person from our school? Why is there a cloth covering his eyes?"

"Wearing our school uniform, he must be from our school."

"He's also holding a white cane, looks like a blind person."

"Strange, why haven't we seen him before?"

"Probably a new freshman this year?"

"Don't say, with a few circles of black cloth wrapped around his eyes, he looks quite handsome."

"But how can a blind person attend classes? I don't think our school has special classes, right?"

"I don't know."

"..." As expected, as soon as Lin Qiye walked through the school gate, he attracted a lot of attention.

However, Lin Qiye had experienced this kind of scene too many times, he casually walked through the school's maple avenue towards the direction of the teaching building.

Speaking of which, Lin Qiye had prepared himself to face those troublemakers before he came, after all, like in many brainless novels, there would definitely be a few silly so-called "school bullies" who would mock him coldly, setting the stage for him to show off in the future...

However, those troublemakers did not appear, instead, many students took the initiative to approach him and ask if he needed help.

This made Lin Qiye inexplicably feel a bit lost.

It's understandable, all modern students who have gone through nine years of compulsory education, how could there be so many troublemakers who don't know any better? Moreover, even if there are such small groups, they now emphasize a sense of "brotherhood", helping their brothers settle matters on weekdays, expressing their feelings is fine, but if they really go and bully a disabled person, they will be drowned in spit the next day, completely ruining their reputation.

Lin Qiye walked up the stairs and quickly found his classroom, Class 2 of Grade 11.

He had already spent a year in a special school for Grade 10, and now after transferring, he was considered a transfer student.

From most movies and novels, transfer students are generally neglected, isolated, and pitiful, after all, in the first year of high school, various small groups have already formed, and it's hard to truly integrate into the class without taking the initiative.

Lin Qiye was well aware that he was not the type to take the initiative.

Even if he had been with them in Grade 10, with his aloof demeanor, he might still be alone now.

But being alone was not a bad thing, at least Lin Qiye enjoyed this feeling, no one disturbed him, he could focus on his studies...

If he were forced to build relationships with others, he wouldn't know how to do it.

Standing at the door of the classroom, Lin Qiye took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and stepped in.

The moment Lin Qiye entered the classroom, the previously noisy voices suddenly stopped, and the air became quiet...

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, the classroom suddenly exploded! "You must be Lin Qiye, right? Your seat is ready, over there."

"Lin Qiye, can't you see? Let me take you there."

"Classmate, walk slowly, there are many things on the aisle...

Hey, put your bag away!"

"..." Before Lin Qiye could react, several classmates had already approached him, carefully leading him to his seat, and a tall male student directly took Lin Qiye's bag and carried it on his shoulder.

Surrounded by many people, Lin Qiye "safely" arrived at his seat.

Lin Qiye: ...? How is this different from the script? "Lin Qiye, I'm Jiang Qian, the class monitor of this class, you can find me if you need anything." A girl with a ponytail patted her chest and said.

"I'm Li Yifei, if you want to eat, just call me, I'll take you." The man who helped him with his bag smiled.

"There's also me, my name is Wang Shao..."

"..." Many people surrounded him, warmly greeting him.

For a moment, Lin Qiye felt a bit confused.

To be honest, this was quite different from what he had imagined.

"Do you all know me?" Lin Qiye's expression was a bit strange.

"Our homeroom teacher told us about you," the class monitor Jiang Qian replied, "but what left the deepest impression on us was your aunt.

That day, she was holding a basket of eggs, standing here, giving us eggs one by one, asking us to take care of you..." In Lin Qiye's mind, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck, leaving him stunned in place.

He couldn't hear what the classmates said next, he just stared blankly at the classroom, involuntarily picturing the middle-aged woman with a hunched back, carrying a basket of freshly boiled eggs, earnestly asking the classmates for help.

"Classmates, please help, my nephew here has poor eyesight and a cold personality, please take care of him..."

"You, girl, you're so pretty, my nephew is handsome too, you'll definitely like him..."

"Qiye is a child who appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside.

Once you get to know him, you'll get along well..."

"..." At some point, the black ribbon became slightly damp.

"Aunt..." he murmured to himself.

While everyone was chatting, a female teacher walked in with books, saw Lin Qiye sitting in the front row, first offered a few words of comfort, then briefly introduced him to everyone before starting the lesson.

"Turn to page ninety in your books, today we will talk about the history and challenges of modern Daxia..." Perhaps because of the addition of Lin Qiye, the teacher skipped the usual reading process and directly explained the content of the book.

"A hundred years ago, there were over two hundred countries on Earth, spread across seven continents and four oceans, each with different customs and cultures.

Even in that era when technology was not advanced, we could still travel by ship to different countries and experience the collision of cultures..."

"However, on March ninth, a mysterious fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Antarctica, then spread at an astonishing speed, engulfing nearly 98% of the Earth's surface within just 24 hours."

"The skyscrapers built by humans, the ancient forests that have existed for ages, the deep oceans...

everything was covered by the fog, countless countries fell into the fog, with no news."

"However, this inexplicable fog stopped just as it was about to invade the land of Daxia."

"No one knows the reason, but it just stopped in this strange manner." Over the past century, numerous theories and speculations have been put forward.

Some say that this fog is actually a living organism that, after consuming 98% of the Earth, was satisfied and stopped near Daxia; some say it's because of a special magnetic field in Daxia's location that hindered the spread of the fog; others say that it's the accumulated heritage of Daxia over five thousand years that is protecting this land..."

"The composition of this fog completely surpasses human cognition, whether it's light, sound, radio waves, or other detection methods, none can penetrate this fog, and no one knows if the countries that were swallowed up a hundred years ago still exist behind this fog..."

"Experts speculate that the chances of survival within this fog are extremely low, because whether inhaled into the lungs or in contact with the skin surface...

it is deadly!"

"Over the past century, our country has sent numerous well-equipped exploration teams into the fog, but not a single person has returned.""Fifty years ago, our country successfully launched its first satellite.

From the images transmitted back from space, it can be seen that the entire Earth has turned into a grayish-white color, with only Daxia remaining as a pure land."

"The present Daxia is like an island on this planet, and we...

perhaps are the last survivors on this planet."

"Therefore, the day when the mist appears, which is March 9th every year, is called 'Survival Day'.""