And all this as I thought, I included all grades which were bad and felt hopeless. No one could achieve Dianthe’s one-tenth. The best performance was four and a half, from Teacher Michael's standard so far. Most of the student’s times were into the five-minute area. Even a fat man in classes was delayed to eight minutes, but he was finally was helped to climb to the finish line...

"What are you doing? Are you all softies??"

Teacher Michael growled like an angry farmer chasing away a student who had fallen behind the line.

When there were oppression or resistance from the students who were impatient and rebellious; other students gathered around Michael and tried to make him "calm down".

"I'm fed up with you asshole!”

"Damn it!”

“Get out!!!”

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But before they could finish refuting Michael, the figure of Michael moved like a cheetah, moving out of their surrounding circle. He was now a few feet away from his students in a play. With a series of fluid movements, the other students were surprised by his speed and no longer dared to revolt. Honestly, in this situation, everyone was afraid of Michael the teacher's attention.

You’re all soft! You don't believe in yourselves!"

As he spoke, Michael pinned the fiercest of the students to the ground, one hand on his shoulder blade, the other on his wrist, breaking his arm.

"Aaaah!!”

The student cried out in pain, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and kept begging for Michael to let go.

"Well, that's a little lesson for you! Next time, you won't be so lucky!"

Michael let go with a snort, and the student was like a hare released by a hunter. The other students ran back into the group as fast as they could.

Looking at the scene just now, Dianthe stood beside at a loss, her position was like the audience, although not full of fear like us, but also care-laden. Obviously, she wanted to do something, but she just stopped moving.

"All of you run twenty laps! Otherwise, you won’t be going home after school!"

"But teacher, in the afternoon we have...!”

Michael interjected, saying, "Today, the other teachers all asked for leave. This afternoon, we are only doing sports continuously!"

“What!?”

We were shocked, and Michael looked at us seriously, and then blew the whistle hanging from his neck. His sharp voice like whips driving us sheep, running us on the track as hard as he could...

Twenty laps, eight kilometers.

I could say, this is the longest in my life as if were a century’s time. It felt like the road endless. Dizziness, nausea, and anger shocked my heart. Delicious meals from lunch mixed with stomach acid surged up. I could feel it in my throat as if I swallowed a lime. The burning sense of corrosion, bad nausea, and continuous pounding messed with my sanity...

I don't know when Dianthe joined the team, but I broke away from the team with some physically exhausted students and kept looking back at teacher Michael behind me with frightened eyes. He was still driving us with a sharp whistle.

After about three hours, we finally completed the eight kilometers for the school. Other than Dianthe and Michael teacher, each of us was lying on the ground, collapsed. Regardless of whether Michael commanded us and regardless of the ground clean being clean; we only had one idea in mind: Just to take a big breath of fresh air, like a beached fish.

"Dianthe, everyone ran so long, why aren't you tired?"

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I don't know who it was, but the strange voice caught all our eyes. I also looked at her "short legs" subconsciously. Although it didn't mean to belittle her, I still found it strange.

"It’s because I often practice long-distance running."

Dianthe's voice quivered, and she pretended to be panting, but she didn't look tired at all. Instead, her face was rosy, as if she had just experienced a small physical exercise.

"No, that's not normal!”

"That’s probably because of the species. Of course, everyone as a human is also very exhausted. Now the school is over, I should go back... "

Dianthe tried to change the topic, but it was obviously difficult to get rid of the attention. This was because everyone's hatred was ignited; After all, even with the anger towards Michael, we couldn’t do anything. Now we can shift the target anger only to her.

After all, what happened today was all about her.

"Did you do it on purpose? Knowing that Michael was using you as his grading standard? You ran so fast on purpose!"

"I, I am very sorry, for bringing you trouble. It was not my intention!"

"You are a unicorn!”

'No, I’m not! I'm... "

"Shut up and don't leave until you explain yourself today!"

"I'm sorry... Oooh... "

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Surrounded by all of us, Dianthe human's ears were suddenly twisted and stretched back into a pair of hairy cow ears, while a strange tail with a lion's mane suddenly appeared from the gap between her waist.

"You… You!"

We were too surprised to say anything. Even though I had seen Dianthe's abnormality before, I was scared to step back with others. After all, human beings instinctively reject the abnormalities they do not know.

"Ah!"

Dianthe was also frightened, hurriedly covered her cow ears with both hands and forced them to turn back into human ears. Then she quickly put the exposed weird tail back into her trousers. This series of actions only happened for a few seconds, as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry, I have to go!”

Seeing the crowd was scared back, Dianthe sighed sadly, a string of tears flowed out of her eyes, the tears in the sun looked like a broken pearl necklace; pearls dropping on the playground of a lawn; a lawn which reflected the golden glory of the sunset.

At the same time, we heard a deer moaning, it was from Dianthe, and before we could take our attention away from the surprise, she had already turned to pick up her school bag and ran to the gate, leaving only a trail of raised sand and dust.

"She runs so fast... "

"She's a monster."

"Where the hell did this girl come from? I'm going to go back and look it up on the Internet."

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Some students had their own ideas, but the voice also made me feel uncomfortable. Even though we all just met Dianthe today we know that Dianthe probably didn't want her actions to be seen by others. But obviously, this was Michael, the teacher’s fault alone in this matter. He could see that she is beyond outside influence.

Dianthe didn't want to attract the attention of her classmates. As long as she stays here continuing to go to school, some things will also continue to occur. The principal is somewhat fearful of her and could also prove no ordinary person could stop the process of development. I'm afraid that just Dianthe herself is unable to prevent the tests. Who knows if it was the government that forced Dianthe’s arrangements to study abroad?

Actually, we didn't hate Dianthe as a student, but she was always reluctant to answer questions related to how she came to the United States to go to school. Her veiled attitude was annoying, and the "large-scale disaster" she brought made us feel uncomfortable.

Actually, I was also wondering why the form change of Dianthe went out of control. Could it be related to her mood?

But even though I wanted to help her, what could I do as an ordinary person? I had no ability or status. Was there any connection between me and her?

In this world, any normal person knows that it is better to do one thing less than another in a social environment. I'd better stop meddling.

After all, I'm just one person...

At that time, I thought so, subconsciously looked at the direction which Dianthe left and turned to leave like everyone else.

[Downtown Park]

Dianthe, who had left school, was very upset. Sitting on a bench in the park, she threw her school bag at will and looked up at the setting sun in the distance, feeling extremely confused.

She vividly remembers the moment the eyes of her classmates were fixed on her, the chill in her bones.

The chill was not of killing, nor of hate, but of the purest repulsion, and it made her uncomfortable and familiar as she remembered having been looked at this way so many years before.

Her body temperature dropped with time, the golden sun turned orange, and homing crows watched her from the branches of trees, chirping uncomfortably at the strange creature in front of them. Their voices chattering and husky as if their eyes were hostile and bidding her off.

"Shut up!”

In a flash, a layer of surging air burst out from Dianthe, making the air burst around her. Her eyes were staring at the beast overhead, whose voice made her unbearable. Today, a series of stimulation made her reach the limit of endurance.

"Screek!"

The crow which was hit by the hot air fell to the ground and stopped moving. It was foaming at the mouth, which made Dianthe come to her senses. She looked around and sat on the bench.

"Damn, it still affects me!”

Dianthe nervously felt the alloy collar on her neck, which was hidden under the collar, the red LED light was still flashing. It had no effect on the work, making Dianthe relieved.

"Keep calm Dianthe! You must endure the challenge to complete the task. The Dragon Lord blessed you! It will be all right. Let's go back to the mountain for the night."

Consoling herself, Dianthe picked up her school bag and ran towards the outskirts.