1: Bad students

As this is a fanfiction based on a game, some in-game jargon is unavoidable. Readers who haven't played the game, please try to understand.

Inside the classroom:

"Did you hear? Gao Tianyu from the next class found a pirate gold coin at the regular Dam Zero a few days ago!"

"Nonsense, it was announced throughout the school. Who doesn't know now?"

The student with black-rimmed glasses spoke dismissively, yet his eyes revealed longing and envy.

That was a golden item worth 60,000 yuan. How many people have to work for half a year to earn 60,000 yuan?

Liu Yan, sitting in the corner, calmly listened to their conversation.

When he had just transmigrated here, Liu Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud every time he heard these people talk.

The reason was simple: in this world, an unknown area shrouded in mist had suddenly appeared.

It was called the Third District by the people here.

Coincidentally, this world's so-called Third District...

...was exactly the same as delta operation, the most fun game from Liu Yan's previous world!

"How low is the drop rate? A single pirate gold coin... and they're making such a big fuss about it," Liu Yan muttered in a low voice, feeling helpless.

"Hey, Liu Yan, what are you muttering about?"

Although the black-rimmed glasses student had poor eyesight, his hearing was surprisingly sharp.

Liu Yan paused slightly, then shook his head.

"Nothing, you guys go on talking."

After saying that, Liu Yan picked up a book and started reading.

"Alright, alright, why are you talking to a good-for-nothing who doesn't even dare to enter the Third District?" Another classmate pulled the black-rimmed glasses student aside.

"That's true. After he was kicked out of his fixed team, I haven't seen him enter the Third District again."

The black-rimmed glasses student pushed up his glasses and said sarcastically.

The other student looked at Liu Yan, his eyes also showing a hint of disdain.

"Hah, a guy who gets kicked out of his fixed team, do you expect him to enter the Third District by himself?"

"Even if he goes in, he can only run a knife, he won't be able to extract, and he'll suffer physical torment for nothing."

Although death in the Third District allowed for revival, the pain from gunshot wounds was very real.

While the Third District was full of treasures, even just bringing back a small blue item could net nearly 10,000 yuan.

However, the Asala Guard Soldiers everywhere were not to be trifled with.

In this world, successfully extracting with treasure was not an easy task.

Even a basic three-set, including helmet, armor, gun, chest rig, backpack, basic medicine, and Tier 3 ammunition, would cost nearly 200,000 yuan.

For an ordinary family, this was nothing short of a gamble.

After all, in this world, human development of the Third District was still less than 10%.

Even without dying, finding an extraction point within the time limit without a map was not an easy feat.

Most of the time, it relied on luck.

"Idiot."

After cursing, Liu Yan smiled and shook his head, then lowered his head to continue reading, no longer paying attention to the other person.

"You!"

The classmate was about to step forward to argue but was pulled aside by the black-rimmed glasses student, away from Liu Yan.

"If I hadn't promised her I wouldn't play games anymore, I would have helped you get even."

Liu Yan took out a mirror and shook his head helplessly at "himself" in the mirror.

Liu Yan had transmigrated into the body of a person with the same name as him.

Through the original owner's memories, Liu Yan clearly knew everything those two classmates had just said.

The original owner of this body did not come from a wealthy family.

Previously, during a Confidential Baku Shi, a teammate was unfortunately possessed, and his equipment was completely stripped.

After he was rescued, drool was still trickling from his mouth.

To break even and recover his losses, the other party decisively chose to grab two random bot guns, a helmet, armor, and chest rig, and took the last available spot for a lost package extraction.

And the so-called captain of this squad took the Babel Tower top's squirrel extraction.

In this situation, being already weak, he unfortunately died, dropping all his equipment.

This bankruptcy made his already not-so-wealthy family even worse off.

Not only that, after reviving, he was also framed by the other two teammates.

On the grounds of not following orders and almost causing the entire team to be wiped out, he was expelled from the squad.

Bang—!

The sound of a heavy book hitting the desk interrupted Liu Yan's recollection.

"I'm not teaching this class, I'll listen to you!"

"Our class is the loudest in the entire hallway!"

"You truly are the worst class I've ever taught!"

A middle-aged male teacher with a slightly receding hairline stood at the podium, glaring angrily at the students below.

It was the homeroom teacher of this class, Teacher Qi.

The entire class instantly fell silent, with only the sound of Liu Yan turning pages, oblivious to his surroundings.

"Look, look, look! What are you looking at!"

"You don't listen seriously in class, but now you're pretending to study!? Liu Yan, stand up for me!"

Since all the classmates were stunned and motionless, staring at the podium, it formed a stark contrast with Liu Yan, who was looking down and flipping through his book.

Teacher Qi quickly locked his target on Liu Yan.

Liu Yan closed his book and obediently stood up; after all, one must listen to the teacher in class.

But Teacher Qi had no intention of letting Liu Yan off the hook.

"Heh, since you like reading so much, let me test you."

"What are the usual weapons of Asala Guard Soldiers in the regular areas?"

Seeing this, the entire class gasped.

Many students exchanged glances and whispered among themselves.

Some felt sorry for Liu Yan, while others were gloating, ready to watch a show.

This was clearly Teacher Qi deliberately trying to make things difficult for Liu Yan.

They were all just students, and they hadn't entered the Third District many times. They even had to walk around Asala Guard Soldiers.

How would they know what weapons they used?

Liu Yan took a deep breath.

It wasn't that the question stumped him, but rather, it was really hard to hold back his laughter.

Even though he had been here for some time.

Liu Yan still found it hard to believe that the school curriculum here was about delta operation.

Liu Yan really wanted to go back and tell his mother.

Mom, I can really get into Tsinghua and Nanda by playing games... Seeing that Liu Yan did not answer for a long time, Teacher Qi continued relentlessly:

"So what did you understand from reading? All day long you just pretend, if you can't answer, go stand in the hallway!"

"CAR-15 assault rifle, M16A4 assault rifle, AKS-74u assault rifle, vepr submachine gun, UZI submachine gun, M870 shotgun."

Liu Yan calmly listed the firearms used by Asala bots, one by one.

For a moment, the entire classroom was silent.

Then, whispering sounds started, growing louder and louder.

"Holy crap, he actually knows?"

"How is that possible? This must be something he just made up, right? I've never even heard of it."

"I don't think so, he used to go to Bakshi!"

"So what if he went to Bakshi? Wasn't he just a freeloader? How could he know such difficult information?"

Seeing that the classroom was about to descend into chaos, Teacher Qi slammed the podium again.

The students finally quieted down.

Teacher Qi subtly glanced at the textbook.

"That's utter nonsense!"

"The only weapons used by Asala Guard Soldiers are the vepr submachine gun and the M870!"

"Trying to guess the correct answer by listing many items, that's being clever by half."

After confirming the answer, Teacher Qi glared at Liu Yan again, his tone aggressive.

Hearing the correct answer given by the teacher, the students finally breathed a sigh of relief, then once again looked at Liu Yan with schadenfreude.

"What I said is the correct answer," Liu Yan pouted.

This world's understanding of the Third District, which was the delta operation he used to play, was still too low.

"Then why don't you just write the textbooks yourself!"

"I've never encountered such a terrible student as you!"

Seeing Teacher Qi's furious outburst, spitting as he spoke, the classroom fell silent once more.