Chapter 3
After five consecutive strikes, the giant zombie has collapsed to its knees, clutching its palm covered in black scorch marks, whimpering.
All its previous ferocity is gone.
I snort coldly, withdraw the pointer, and glare viciously at the trembling student zombies around me: "And you lot!"
"Urgh!"
The zombies all jolt at once.
Their hunched bodies immediately straighten.
They even suppress the gurgling sounds in their throats, terrified they'll be next.
I coldly survey this cowed group of zombies:
"You are the worst class I've ever taught!"
"Not listening during class is one thing, but you dare gang up to chase your teacher?"
"Lawless!"
"Believe me, I'll call your parents right now!"
"All of you face the wall and reflect!"
"Think hard about your mistakes!"
My pointer indicates the blank classroom wall.
The zombies, as if granted amnesty, quickly line up in rows against the wall, facing it, not daring any movement.
【Ding! Successfully intimidated lost student x1.】
【Teacher authority +1!】
Still too slow!
I've extracted most of this classroom's potential.
I need to take the initiative.
I take a deep breath and stride out of the classroom with purpose.
Target---the first floor with the densest zombie concentration!
The first floor has at least a hundred zombies gathered.
Unlike the upper floors dominated by student zombies, the zombies here wear various clothing and mostly appear to be adults---clearly parents who once came to pick up children or handle school business.
Their crimson eyes lock onto me.
They release more frenzied roars, swarming toward me with bared teeth and claws, far more intimidating than the student zombies!
I remain calm, quickly retreating into the nearest empty classroom, raising my pointer and shouting outside:
"Don't you know it's class time?"
"Your children are studying peacefully inside, and you parents are making a racket outside, baring your teeth and claws---what does that look like!"
"Do you still want your kids to get into college or not?"
These words hit like precision mental strikes.
The effect is immediate!
The parent zombies in front screech to a halt.
The violent expressions on their faces freeze instantly, then transform into a mixture of terror, confusion, and the bone-deep anxiety parents feel about their children's education.
In their crimson eyes, they actually squeeze out a hint of human-like servility and flattery.
"Urgh..."
A middle-aged male zombie even instinctively performs a clumsy, almost fawning bow toward me.
The other parent zombies follow suit!
Seeing the moment is right, I soften my tone slightly but maintain an unquestionable commanding manner:
"If you want your children to continue their education and make something of themselves in the future, then get in here, sit down properly, and I'll hold a parent meeting for you shortly!"
Before I finish speaking, this group of parent zombies---so savage just moments ago---eagerly swarm into the classroom, carefully searching for seats, then sitting down properly.
【Ding! Successfully intimidated lost students x83.】
【Teacher authority +83!】
The pleasant system notification sounds.
Success!
Having tasted victory, I don't linger.
Using the same method, I move between different floors and classrooms of the teaching building, recruiting the wandering and hiding zombies of all types one by one.
【Ding! Successfully intimidated lost students x38.】
【Teacher authority +38!】
【Ding! Successfully intimidated lost students x144.】
【Teacher authority +144!】
...
【Ding! Congratulations, host's authority has reached 500!】
【Successfully unlocked Homeroom Teacher Intimidation Field!】
Yes!
Finally!
Emma Snow, Felix Stone...
I'm bringing my zombies to find you now!