Running in the middle of a horde of hundreds of students, they exited the school grounds like insects escaping from an insecticide. Their movements didn't go unnoticed, however.
The assilants who were surrounding the school glanced behind them at the sound of trampling, before aiming at the children and simulaneously yelling "Halt! You have bested our comrades, but-" Nevertheless, the students kept running like nothing was in front of them until they finally escaped by a literal mean.
They each spread towards their own homes, while the police and military who were waiting finally came out to strike the confused terrorists..
Poor terrorists, why didn't they just go and rob a bank? Isn't that a million times safer than going to a school?
...
Meanwhile, Bòhé chá finally made up his mind... Extreme Tea Brewing was his choice!
Why bother with plot armor when you are the main character? Why care what the author wants and does? Here I am living a great life! But Extreme Tea Brewing? Who dares let go of such an amazing skill that makes life very easy? Just get a cafe or such and BAM! Money to satify for a lifetime! - thought Bòhé chá as he pressed on the skill.
Congratulations. You have chosen [Extreme Tea Brewing]. Hope you enjoy.
Bòhé chá's body glowed for a few seconds, making him feel insanely relaxed, but such relaxation was only temporary, making Bòhé chá feel regret.. Or so he thought, until he remembered that his Tea Brewing abilities are now otherworldly- no one can match him!
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He nodded in satisfaction before walking towards the gym door, but he noticed the beanie-wearing man unconscious in the distance.
"...Hair.." Mumbled Bòhé chá as he walked towards the sleeping man, before pulling his beanie away and revealing an afro.
"Hehehehe.." Chucked Bòhé chá, prior to doing an unspeakable act.
...
A day had passed, and the school was postponed until the end of the week due to this incident.
"While the school was compromized by the terrorists, students report of a ghost beating up every terrorist in the gym, and here are the faces of the main perpetrators." Said the news reporter as pictures of the 5 people that came from the helicopter were shown.
Mysteriously, one of them had his head as clean as a slate, but no one except his fellow terrorists knew of such a thing, as he was a very careful and shrewed man who hid from the eyes of the government.
Meanwhile, the one guilty of such work was in the kitchen, preparing tea as if he was a professional chef who knows how to show off like a badass.
Each of his movements contained an exquisite smoothness and natural feel to them, while the jade-like tea boiled in the hot water. As he concentrated on the boiling tea, the doorbell rang, so the mother opened the door and said, "Oh what a beautiful ginseng, have you come here to see Bòhé chá?"
"Yes, I'm sorry if I'm intruding." Said ginseng replied with a cute voice, causing Bòhé chá to freeze in place..