[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

41: The King of Clouds 10

While at the same time he felt like his head was covered with a layer of hazy glass.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Zong Yan didn't answer. He staggered out of his seat and rushed out of the classroom in a frenzy.

The black-haired teen knocked down several desks along the way, but like a terminally ill patient he seemed unaware of the dull pain it caused his body. Instead he crashed through the classroom door, running out into the hallway in the same stumbling attitude.

The biology teacher and students stared at his back, amazed.

"No way... How could he react so violently from falling asleep in class. That guy didn't have a nightmare, right?"

As for the boy sitting next to Zong Yan, all he'd seen was Zong Yan nodding off with his head propped in his hand. He didn't expect a big commotion a second later.

Anyway, the boys who sat in the back row had their own form of virtue. Sometimes they got sleepy and helped each other out. That's why he didn't say anything right now. He just helped straighten up Zong Yan's messy desk to avoid disrupting his classmates.

"Ye JingMing, go and take a look. Classmate Zong might not be feeling well. Help him to the school infirmary." The teacher thought of how pale that student was just now. She put down the chalk and sent one of the students to check on Zong Yan's condition.

A moment ago, everyone was sitting quietly in class. Then Zong Yan suddenly made a weird face and caused a commotion. The biology teacher was a little worried.

Ye JingMing, the student who'd been named, made a tsking sound but obeyed the teacher's instructions. He left immediately.

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Zong Yan had no idea what he was doing.

He ran through the corridor as if he were mad, his chest heaving violently, cold sweat seeping from his hair and pouring down his face.

If he could have pulled up a game panel, he probably would have seen a flashing red message saying 【Temporarily Crazy】as the mission status.

Unfortunately, Zong Yan couldn't see it. A crazy person wouldn't think to check his remaining San value.

Correct, Zong Yan had used the Azathoth card with only 5 San points left. After the card was activated, his San value once again had the honor of going negative.

Zong Yan had tasted the consequence of a zero San value once before. Not only had it given him a painfully strong, lingering headache, he'd also had a dry, wringing feeling of being drained out of his own body.

This time it was a bit more serious.

"Hey—! What are you doing? Stop!" Ye JingMing ran behind him, shouting.

Almost the entire school building heard Ye JingMing's yell. The sound of their running echoed in the hallways of the school.

Zong Yan had always done well in physical education. In order to get moral education credits, Zong Yan basically won the 3,000 meter and 800 meter races in the school sports meet every year. Students in other classes used a specific idiom when describing their race with Zong Yan—the Tortoise and the Hare.

When running the 3,000 meters, he stretched for the finish line with countless schoolgirls running over to bring water, while the other boys had only just finished their third lap.

Ye JingMing was also good at sports. He was the vice captain of the high school basketball team, and when he had nothing to do, he liked to bring his friends to the basketball court to dominate the playground. It could get intense.