Taking the School Beauty to Conquer the Apocalypse

Chapter One: Blood Mist on the Desk, A Survival Game of Two-Way Travel. The classroom desks and chairs were neatly arranged, and the teacher's voice echoed through the space. Chen Chuan sat in his seat, his gaze shifting from the books on the desk to the window. Ai Qing sat by the window, her posture upright and ramrod straight. The air outside, which had been flowing smoothly, suddenly filled with fine red mist, which seeped into the room through the window cracks. Chen Chuan swiftly reached out, grabbed Ai Qing's arm, and pulled her towards him. The red mist instantly enveloped both of them, and they both lost their balance and fell straight down.