"Escape from the Horror Campus"

Chapter 5：Flame Queen

Then, a tall woman with a prominent front and a well-rounded rear walked in briskly, tossing her seaweed-like fiery red hair as she strode towards the lectern, her fiery eyes scanning the crowd below. Though her eyes blazed like flames, they seemed devoid of any warmth; anyone caught in her gaze shivered as though facing not a voluptuous beauty, but a predatory beast.

This sensation was undeniably eerie.

"What's going on?" the woman with fiery eyes looked down at the chaotic arrangement of desks below, her tone chillingly indifferent.

Silence fell.

Only the pale-faced boy and the tall, silent boy were quietly tidying up the disarrayed desks.

Bang!

A slender palm slapped the lectern, producing a loud sound. "Rookies! Are your ears deaf? Or were you never taught any manners by your fathers? Or perhaps, like you, they lacked any breeding!"

Upon hearing this, Chutian stood up abruptly. He loathed it when people insulted his loved ones. Once, when someone harassed his sister, he rushed over and left them bruised and battered, sending them to the hospital. "Is recklessly judging others' parents your idea of manners? And who exactly are you?"

The woman on the platform looked coldly at Chutian, her gaze as if she were looking at a dead man... Suddenly, a cold, indifferent face broke into a smile. She was already beautiful, mature, sexy, and fiery, but this smile was captivating enough to overthrow empires. The tremendous contrast left everyone in the classroom momentarily stunned.

"Very well! Given that you are rookies, I'll overlook your disrespect. And you..." She turned to Chutian. "You've got some nerve speaking to me. But I admire your courage, so I'll let you off this time. Alright, I take back what I said earlier. You may sit down now."

It was evident that she was a dominant woman. After speaking, she paid no further attention to Chutian.

"Whether you know each other or not, whether you have any other messy grievances or not, my first piece of advice to you is that you are now a class. You are classmates. If you can't even unite within your own class... you'll die miserably, very miserably..."

Though there was no wind in the classroom, everyone distinctly felt a chill breeze brushing their cheeks and invading their hearts.

"Alright." The fiery woman shook her hair slightly, causing her ample bosom, clad in a tight red leather jacket, to tremble, leaving the boys swallowing hard. "First, introductions. I'm Flame Queen. You can call me Queen or Queenie. You are... let me see... oh, Class 12, Season 04. And I am your counselor."

"So you're the teacher." A somewhat frivolous boy chuckled. "Miss, you're really beautiful. Flame Queen, what an imposing and alluring name. I wonder what your real name is?"

It seemed this boy had a penchant for queens, his eyes shining brightly, devoid of the previous fear.

Flame Queen said, "Real name? Let me think... I've forgotten. It's been so long since I used my real name. As for how many years, I don't remember either. Also, kid, do you want to woo me? This Queen has a broad mind and can give you a chance... Of course, whether you can become my man, that depends on your ability."

"Oh!! Your 'bosom' is indeed broad and 'waves' vast. What's your phone number, teacher? I'll treat you to a night at the 'Lotus Pond Night' when I'm free."

The atmosphere became lively, and the boys began to cheer. It was as if they had forgotten the previous fear and unease. They all felt that, no matter where this was, the profession represented by "teacher" seemed to be able to calm the anxious hearts of these students. Almost everyone believed that, unless they encountered a perverted teacher, teachers were harmless to students.

This time, Flame Queen ignored him. "Alright, rookies, you better not interrupt me. My time is very precious, and I don't want to waste it on you rookies who know nothing. Flame Queen said, "Although I'm your counselor, the title of 'counselor' doesn't come with any additional benefits. So, I don't have much time to nurture you. Although this is our first meeting, it might also be our last. If it weren't for the damn 'principal' forcing me to do this, perhaps I wouldn't even come to see you."

Flame Queen spoke swiftly, firing off a string of words. "As you know, this is the 'Horror College.'"

"As for what this place is, why you came here, and other similar questions, you better not ask, nor should you seek any answers. It's a pity because I want to know too. So, rather than dwell on what this place is, it's better to accept reality and stay here. Then, it's your 'college life.' You are now in your freshman year, and your 'courses' will be relatively simple, but this is also the most leisurely time you will spend in 'college.' In a four-year 'college,' if you waste this first year, you will regret it in the future. After that, this place is very magical. You will understand slowly in the future, and I don't need to say more."

"I think, oh, and it's best not to 'skip class,' the punishment for skipping class is very severe. If everything goes smoothly, and you survive and complete your 'credits,' pass the 'comprehensive assessment,' when you reach the 'fourth year,' you can receive the 'graduation certificate' issued by the 'principal,' and then leave this damn place... Of course, that's just a distant and unattainable dream. As far as I know, no one in our school has successfully received a 'graduation certificate' yet."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. It's up to you to understand how much. Later, three 'teaching assistants' will come to assist you rookies. A friendly reminder, it's best to be polite to your 'teaching assistants,' otherwise, it will be very miserable for you."

"Finally, I remind you all, no matter what happens, don't be surprised, because this is the 'Horror College.' Pray, rookies, pray that in the future, we can meet again."

"Wait, teacher." Li Shuangmu stood up and said, "I have some questions to ask you."

Flame Queen had to stop her steps, somewhat annoyed. "Unfortunately, I am not your nanny, nor am I obligated to answer your stupid questions. And as I said earlier, later, three 'teaching assistants' will come to you. They will accompany you for a week. During this period, if you have any questions, you can ask them, provided they are able or willing to answer you. Actually, if I were you, I would ask fewer questions and do more things."

"Goodbye, everyone."

She came in a whirlwind and left in a whirlwind. By the time everyone reacted, that fiery shadow had disappeared.