Half an hour later.
The first batch of Green Grass Paradise experiencers, pale-faced, crawled out of the flower buds.
Trembling.
When asked what they had experienced, they remained silent, seemingly transformed from troublemakers into obedient children in an instant.
"I understand! I truly understand, I will make my children go to school!"
Suddenly, someone shouted in horror.
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans streamed down their cheeks.
The others were shocked.
And they all wondered what these people had actually gone through.
Lu Yuan scratched his head, observing this: "Could it be that I've set the punishment weights for teachers too high? Psychological trauma seems to be showing up."
"When I experienced the courses, the teacher wasn't that fierce."
Conch sat beside him, her bright eyes carrying a hint of mischievous smile: "It's because these students are too wicked; they have no basic respect for the teacher."
