160: Chapter 161 Qin Shanhe begins his class; the first question is to dismantle the examination hall.

"Qin Shanhe."

"Are you still going to hold class?"

The Abyss's voice landed on the black open space.

Those who had just escaped the underground containment school, and those who had just lost their academy, looked at Qin Shanhe simultaneously.

On one side were the failed students who had been locked underground twenty years ago.

On the other side were the new students who had just lost their school buildings, archives, and classes.

None of them had a sense of belonging.

And what the Abyss was best at was issuing a seemingly fair card to the "homeless."

Qin Shanhe looked down at the Abyss career card in front of him.

[Teacher Without A School]

[Ability: Establish a temporary classroom for any homeless]

[Cost: For every classroom established, a mandatory question will be added to the seven-day exam]

"Boss Qin."

Chen Ye's voice was tight.

"Don't start it randomly."

"It's waiting for you to start the class."

Qin Shanhe did not answer immediately.

He looked at the people standing on the edge of the open space.

Some were still wearing old containment school uniforms.

Some were holding textbooks snatched from the dormitory in their arms.

Some mentors were clutching burnt appointment documents, like clutching the last thing that could prove they had taught people.

There were also a few old students standing in the sun, still afraid to leave the shadows too far.

They had left the school.

But they didn't know where they should stand.

The Abyss added softly,

"If the homeless are not accepted by reality for a long time, they will automatically enter the exam reserve list."

"This clause does not constitute a threat."

"Just a reminder."

Qin Shanhe suddenly laughed.

"You really like to hand over the knife so cleanly."

He raised his hand and tore open the back of the Abyss card.

Black patterns instantly crawled up his wrist.

[Whether to establish a temporary classroom]

[Yes]

[No]

Chen Ye stepped forward.

"Really going to start?"

"Yes."

Qin Shanhe looked up.

"But not for it."

He did not let the card generate a classroom.

No roll call.

No class division.

And he didn't line anyone up by profession either.

He just walked to the center of the black open space left after the Jiangcheng Combat Academy disappeared, and used a broken piece of stone tablet to draw a huge circle on the ground.

The circle had no walls.

No doors.

Anyone could walk in, and anyone could walk out.

"From now on."

Qin Shanhe's voice spread through the broadcast.

"This open space is temporarily used as a class."

Not a classroom.

A class.

The Abyss card paused slightly.

[Temporary classroom form abnormal]

[Missing classroom boundaries]

[Missing fixed seats]

[Missing attendance system]

[Whether to automatically complete]

"No."

Qin Shanhe said coldly.

"When I teach, I don't need you to set the table for me."

On the edge of the black open space, the rows of desks that were about to rise were pressed back down.

The Abyss seemed to be silent for a moment.

[Temporary classroom successfully established]

[Current classroom: No walls, no seats, no class division]

[This cost is being generated]

Everyone held their breath.

On the huge sky exam paper covering Jiangcheng, the first mandatory question slowly emerged.

[New mandatory question one: When the homeless need protection, should a management organization be established?]

[Answer candidates: Yes / No]

Chen Ye's face darkened.

"This question looks like a trap."

If you answer "Yes," the Abyss can let the organization regain the right to allocate.

If you answer "No," the homeless may be judged as unaccepted.

Qin Shanhe looked up at the exam paper.

"Who said that mandatory questions can only choose the provided answers?"

He turned to face everyone in the open space.

"First lesson."

"Write down the question."

"But don't rush to answer."

Someone was stunned.

"Can you not answer exam questions?"

"Yes."

Tang Qi stood in the crowd, the iron plate on her chest still faintly black.

"Back then, we were forced to answer immediately."

Qin Shanhe nodded.

"It gives you two options, which doesn't mean the world only has two paths."

"Today's lesson is not about how to choose."

"It's about how to dismantle the question."

He looked at Lin Jin.

"Repairman, come here."

Lin Jin walked into the circle.

His Hand of Rules was already closed, and there were no fault prompts in his vision.

Qin Shanhe handed him a piece of blackboard fragment.

"Look at this question, what do you dismantle first?"

Lin Jin looked up at the question stem.

Homeless.

Need protection.

Management organization.

The three words were put together by the Abyss, like an obvious chain.

"First dismantle 'homeless'."

Lin Jin said.

"No school doesn't mean no reality relationships."

"No unit doesn't mean no one accepts."

"No organization doesn't mean it's blank."

The old students slowly raised their heads.

Lin Jin continued:

"Then dismantle 'protection'."

"Protection doesn't necessarily mean management."

"Chen Ye blocking a shield is protection."

"Someone calling Tang Qi's name is also protection."

"Qin Shanhe drawing this circle, letting people stand for a while, is also protection."

Chen Ye grinned.

"Finally said something human."

Lin Jin finally looked at "management organization."

"Organizations can help."

"They can also turn into another chair."

"So the answer is not yes or no."

"It is—whether to allow the organization to redefine people as part of itself."

The first question on the black exam paper suddenly twisted slightly.

[Non-standard problem-solving method detected]

The Abyss did not judge it wrong.

Because it said it was a mandatory question.

Not a mandatory multiple-choice question.

Qin Shanhe took over.

"Everyone, write this sentence down."

"Organizations can exist."

"But organizations cannot own people's names."

In the crowd, an old student raised his hand.

The movement was very stiff.

Like raising his hand in class for the first time in twenty years, not to wait for punishment.

"Then if we don't have a place to live for the time being, can we let you arrange it?"

Qin Shanhe looked at him.

"Yes."

"Isn't that still management?"

"No."

Qin Shanhe said.

"I can arrange a place to stay."

"But you don't belong to me."

"I can provide a list."

"But the list cannot answer life for you."

"I can start a class."

"But I cannot lock you in the classroom."

Below the first question of the sky exam paper, a line of handwritten-like answers suddenly appeared.

[Temporary answer: Reality can provide reception and assistance, but cannot obtain individual ownership on the grounds of reception.]

[Number of respondents: 1]

Immediately after, the second line.

[Number of respondents: 73]

[546]

[3912]

The crowd began to repeat it.

Not a unified slogan.

Some people said it in their own words.

"I can help him find a place to stay, but he is not an item I am responsible for."

"I am willing to accept an old student as a temporary roommate, but he can move away."

"I can join the temporary study team, but I do not accept numbered seats."

Every answer made the "Yes / No" options on the sky exam paper fade a little.

The Abyss laughed softly.

"You can practice."

"Seven days later, the questions will be harder."

"Even if it's harder, you still have to attend today's lesson first."

Qin Shanhe raised his hand and pointed to the old students who had just been rescued outside the open space.

"The second thing, registration."

The crowd tightened instantly.

The most terrifying things in the underground containment school were registration, seats, and roll calls.

The iron plate on Tang Qi's chest also became slightly hot.

Qin Shanhe tore the temporary roster in his hand into two halves.

"Not registering for you."

"It's you registering yourself."

He placed the blank paper and pen in the center of the circle.

"Those who are willing to write their names can write them."

"Those who are unwilling can temporarily not write."

"If you write it wrong, you can change it."

"If you want to change your name, you can change it later."

"This list does not belong to the school, the Department of Education, or me."

"It is only used to tell reality: These people are still alive and are waiting for their next step."

The first person to step forward was Tang Qi.

She picked up the pen and paused for a long time.

Finally, she wrote down her name.

[Tang Qi]

There was no profession behind it.

No number.

No seat.

She thought for a moment and added a sentence next to it.

[Not decided where to go yet]

The blackness on the iron plate on her chest faded a little.

The second old student stepped forward.

The third.

Some people wrote their names.

Some people only pressed their fingerprints.

There were also a few people standing in place, saying they hadn't decided whether to be recorded yet.

Qin Shanhe did not urge them.

The first question on the Abyss exam paper kept flashing, but it could not judge this list as a management organization.

Because no one was forced to be written in.

Thirteen stood outside the circle, looking at those hesitant people.

He suddenly walked over and took a blank piece of paper.

He wrote on it:

[Thirteen]

Then he added a sentence.

[Name confirmed, destination unconfirmed]

Tang Qi looked at him.

"You don't know where to go either?"

Thirteen put the pen back.

"It would be strange if I did."

"I was only born a few days ago."

Tang Qi was stunned for a moment, and actually smiled.

The laughter was not loud.

But it made several old students around her relax as well.

Lin Jin looked at the increasingly thick list, but his heart did not feel relieved.

The seven-day exam wouldn't be this simple.

Today was just the first added question.

And every one of Qin Shanhe's lessons would add a mandatory question to the sky exam paper.

"You can't keep holding classes."

Lin Jin whispered.

"I know."

Qin Shanhe said.

"So I'm only holding one."

"Only holding one?"

"Teach them how not to wait for a teacher to give the answer."

Qin Shanhe looked up at the edge of the black open space.

There, old students, new students, mentors, logistics staff, and family members had already formed many small circles on their own.

Some were recording who needed medicine.

Some were counting who didn't have a place to live.

Some were asking the old students what they had learned twenty years ago.

Others were handing the textbooks they brought out to those who had just come out from underground, saying the version might have been changed and they had to look at it together.

No class.

No grade.

No dean.

But there was a kind of loose, chaotic, and constantly generating order.

The Abyss card was burning hot in Qin Shanhe's hand.

[Classroom overflow detected]

[Whether to establish a second classroom to maintain teaching order]

Qin Shanhe pressed the card directly onto the ground.

"Not establishing."

[Teacher Without A School ability idle]

"Let it be idle."

[The homeless need continuous guidance]

"They won't forget how to walk without me."

Qin Shanhe raised his foot and stepped the card into the black soil.

"The first thing a teacher should teach is that students can one day stop listening to the teacher."

A crack appeared on the surface of the Abyss card.

The first question of the sky exam paper completely stabilized.

No grading.

Only a line of new hints.

[The question enters an open answering state]

[Seven days later, all candidates can submit non-option answers]

Low cheers came from the crowd.

But the cheers only lasted for a moment.

The sky exam paper suddenly turned pages automatically.

It wasn't that Qin Shanhe had started a second class.

It was that the iron plate of The Rejector on The Rejector's chest lit up.

[The Rejector positioning stable]

[Jiangcheng final unified exam basic questions loading complete]

[Question two: When one refuses the clearance order, resulting in ten times the risk, should Tang Qi bear the main responsibility?]

Tang Qi's face turned pale.

Everyone's gaze fell on her instantly.

The Abyss asked gently:

"This time."

"Do you still want to hear her?"