Day of survival

A week later, at Cangnan City Sixth Middle School.

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

"Wearing our school uniform, definitely from our school."

"He's also holding a white cane, seems like he's blind."

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

"Must be from the new freshmen class, right?"

"Come to think of it, with those dark cloths wrapped around his eyes, he actually looks quite handsome."

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

"I don't know."

 "..."

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

However, for scenes like this, Lin Qiye had experienced too many of them. He casually walked through the maple avenue of the school, heading towards the direction of the teaching building.

Speaking of which, before coming, Lin Qiye was prepared to face those prickly individuals. After all, as in many brainless novels, there would definitely be a few so-called "school bullies" who would mock and taunt him, laying the groundwork for him to show off and face slap them 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 inexplicably made Lin Qiye feel a bit lost.

Lin Qiye walked up the stairs and quickly found his classroom, Class 2 of the second year. He had already spent a year in a special school for the first year, so now, after transferring, he was considered a transfer student.

From most movies and novels, transfer students are generally synonymous with being neglected, isolated, and miserable. After all, during 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 proactive type of person.

Even if he had spent the first year with them, given his unapproachable demeanor, he might still have been all alone up to now.

But being alone wasn't all that bad. At least Lin Qiye enjoyed this feeling, undisturbed, focusing on his studies...

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

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

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

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as Lin Qiye was about to say something, the class suddenly erupted!

"Are you Lin Qiye? Your seat is ready, over there."

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

"Hey, walk slowly, there are things on the floor... Hey, you, put away your backpack!"

"..."

Before Lin Qiye could react, several classmates had already approached him, carefully leading him to his seat, and a tall boy even took Lin Qiye's backpack and slung it over his shoulder.

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

Lin Qiye: ...?

This is quite different from the script?

"Lin Qiye, I'm Jiang Qian, the monitor of this class. If you need anything, you can find me." A girl with a ponytail patted her chest and said.

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

"And me, I'm Wang Shao..."

"..."

Many people surrounded him, warmly greeting him.

For a moment, Lin Qiye felt a bit bewildered.

Honestly, this was quite different from what he had imagined.

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

"Our homeroom teacher told us about you," replied monitor Jiang Qian. "But what impressed us the most was your aunt, the day she came here with a basket of eggs and stood right here, handing out eggs to us 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 other classmates were saying next; he just stared blankly at the classroom, involuntarily picturing the image of the middle-aged woman with a stooped back, holding a basket of freshly boiled eggs, earnestly asking her classmates for help.

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

"You, young lady, you're really pretty. My nephew is quite handsome too, you'll definitely like him..."

"This child, Lin Qiye, may seem cold on the outside, but he's warm-hearted inside. Once you get to know him, you'll get along very well..."

"..."

At some point, the black ribbon became slightly moist.

"Aunt..." he murmured to himself.

While everyone chatted noisily, a female teacher walked in with a stack of books. Seeing Lin Qiye sitting in the front row, she first offered some words of comfort and then briefly introduced him to the class before starting the lesson.

"Turn to page ninety in your textbooks. Today, we will discuss the history and challenges of modern Great Xia..."

It seems that due to the presence of Lin Qiye, the teacher today skipped the process of skimming through the textbook and directly started explaining its contents.

"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 9th, a mysterious thick fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Antarctica, and then spread at an astonishing speed, engulfing nearly 98% of the Earth's surface within just 24 hours."

"The tall skyscrapers built by humans, the ancient primeval forests, the deep bottomless oceans... everything was covered by the mist, countless countries succumbed to the fog, with no news heard from them."

"However, this unbelievable mist 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 hundred years, countless theories and speculations have been put forward. Some say that this mist is actually a kind of organism that, after consuming 98% of the Earth, was satisfied and thus 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 is the accumulated heritage of Daxia for five thousand years that is protecting this land..."

"The composition of this mist completely exceeds human cognition. Whether it's light, sound, radio waves, or other detection methods, none can penetrate this mist. No one knows if behind this mist, those countries that were swallowed up a hundred years ago still exist..."

"According to experts' estimates, the chances of survival within the mist are extremely low, because whether inhaled into the lungs or in contact with the skin surface... it is deadly!"

"In the past hundred years, our country has sent out numerous well-equipped exploration teams into the mist, but not a single person has returned."

"Fifty years ago, our country successfully launched its first satellite. Images transmitted back from space showed that the entire Earth had turned into a gray-white color, with only Daxia remaining as a pure land."

"The current Daxia is like an isolated island on this planet, and we... perhaps are the last survivors on this planet."

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