Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

When he opened the door, Zhang Meng and Huang Mao were standing outside.

"Perfect timing. You’re just in time for breakfast."

"Don’t mind if we do!"

The two of them walked in smiling, sat down at the table, and began to dig in.

Before long, they had devoured the entire pot of meat soup, leaving not even a drop of broth behind.

"Alright, it’s about time we headed out."

Chen Chong watched the sun gradually rise outside as he picked up his dagger and weapons.

Wang Biao and the others also began to get their gear in order...

In the blink of an eye, the six of them were heading out of the school gate, shouldering several bags of Vermilion Fruit. Only the laborer stayed behind to make salt and cure meat.

Chen Chong asked casually, "Ah Jun, did you take the soup downstairs?"

Xu Jun smiled. "Don’t worry, Brother Chong. I already brought two servings down for Xinrou and her maid when I came up. They won’t go hungry."

"That’s good..."

Ever since word got out about the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, a steady stream of students had been coming for treatment.

Sometimes, people would be knocking on the door before dawn.

After all, urgent injuries couldn’t wait, and they couldn’t just make people stand by. As the group’s "doctor," Shen Xinrou had no choice but to start her consultations early.

As a result, she and her maid barely had time to eat breakfast.

So whenever Shen Xinrou didn’t come up at mealtimes, Chen Chong and the others knew she was busy with patients and would always save a portion for her.

She was a member of the team, after all. As part of their support staff, her paid consultations generated income for everyone, so of course, they couldn’t let her go hungry...

THUD—

The heavy bags landed on the ground with a dull thud.

Xu Jun rubbed his lower back. "Looks like the Fishing Club guys aren’t out yet. By the way, Brother Chong, aren’t we going to the overgrown fields to check our traps today?"

Chen Chong shook his head. "Not for now. The round trip takes too much time. We’ll leave it for today. We can check on them later if we have time; otherwise, it’ll have to wait until tomorrow."

"True. Hunting the Unihorn Catfish is more important."

Xu Jun plopped down on the ground. He chuckled as he watched people bustling in and out of the school gate.

Huang Mao grew curious and squatted beside him. "What’s so funny, Brother Jun?"

Xu Jun said, "Don’t you think all the students have adapted to life after the transmigration?"

"Adapted to life after the transmigration?" Huang Mao asked, puzzled.

"Everyone used to sleep in, most wouldn’t even be up before noon. But look now. It’s barely dawn, and so many people are already heading out to find food and resources. What is that if not adaptation?"

"It’s just as they say: environment shapes the person. In less than ten days, everyone has changed so much. This is the tenacity of human Life Energy!"

It dawned on Huang Mao. "Wow, Brother Jun, I didn’t know you were such a philosopher!"

"But of course. To think is to change one’s fate!" Xu Jun said with a smug look.

Chen Chong watched from the side, speechless. ’Only Huang Mao would fall for Xu Jun’s crap and kiss up to him like that.’

Zhang Meng gave a wry smile. "Of course they’ve adapted. The ones who couldn’t adapt died in the first ten days. Anyone still alive has to have adapted, right?"

"Speaking of which, how many people have we lost from the school?" Chen Chong asked, curious.

Zhang Meng thought for a moment before answering, "No one’s done an official headcount, but there were probably about two thousand people who stayed at the school after the transmigration. Over the past ten days, I’d estimate... at least four or five hundred have been eliminated."

"That many..."

Chen Chong sighed at the news.

Zhang Meng shook his head slightly, a hint of sadness on his face.

"It is a lot," he said. "People have starved to death, committed suicide, died from accidental poisoning, or been killed by beasts. Others died from untreated injuries, or were even killed fighting each other over resources. Basically, you name it, it’s happened."

Chen Chong remained silent. Even though he didn’t know most of the students well, hearing that so many had died still weighed heavily on him.

’This was the law of the jungle: the weak are food for the strong. Those who couldn’t adapt were eliminated. No one could change that.’

’Fortunately, such a high death rate would likely only persist through the initial phase of the transmigration.’

’The number of deaths should decrease over time.’

’After all, most of those who couldn’t adapt or change had already been weeded out.’

’The survivors were gradually learning the tricks to staying alive, fighting to survive in this Primitive Jungle.’

’Anyone who had made it this far was adapting to the new world.’

’Even if there were more casualties in the future, the rate would be much lower than it was at the beginning...’

Zhang Meng spoke again. "Though the death toll is high, the single most tragic incident was the massacre by the river, when those three Extraordinary Creatures appeared at once. We lost nearly a hundred people in one go. Such a waste."

Chen Chong said, "That’s why, whether it’s for the Cards or for our own safety, we have to eliminate these Extraordinary Creatures."

"Exactly. We have to get rid of them. Otherwise, we can’t even feel safe looking for food in the jungle."

Chen Chong fell silent, his mind turning to another question.

’The Unihorn Catfish, the Blood-tooth Python, the Stone Claw Eagle... all of them seemed to have a keen interest in humans.’

’Besides the massacre at the river, there had been several other incidents of them hunting students out in the jungle...’

’If they love eating humans so much, why... have they never attacked the school?’

’Chen Chong refused to believe they couldn’t find it.’

’The school was a huge target. The Unihorn Catfish couldn’t make it on land, but the Blood-tooth Python, which could track by scent, and the high-flying Stone Claw Eagle? How could they not find it?’

’Was there some hidden reason he didn’t know about...?’

"Brother!"

Just then, Zhong Fang finally appeared.

He emerged from the school gate leading an imposing group of several dozen people. Every one of them was carrying heavy-looking bundles.