Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 788 Cruel Results

After making this decision, Ye Shuo felt relieved, he slowly put down his pen, and looked in Huangfuli's direction again.

At this time, Huangfuli was still meditating, with the appearance of an old monk in meditation, without even the slightest thought that he would be selected.Ye Shuo couldn't help but snorted contemptuously at his "confident confidence".

I don't know who he will write about. Anyway, like the kind of guy who regards human life as nothing, no matter who he writes about, he will not feel guilty, right?

As for Tantai Jing, Cen Ling and others, they also wrote their names early, and they all looked relaxed.If it weren't for the personal experience last night, no one would have thought that they were one of the "true criminals".

The strangest one was only Shen Antong... Ye Shuo frowned.She has been working hard to write, if it is just to write a name, it shouldn't take so long, right?Is it a bluff?still is……?
No... don't tell me!Ye Shuo's heart suddenly tightened.That girl has never been a trustworthy companion, and it is not uncommon for her to set up traps and stab her in the back.Now that the mentor offered 100 contribution points as a reward, would she sell all of them for those contribution points...?
The more Ye Shuo thought about it, the more likely it was.So, what should I do?What to do to stop her?
While the tutor wasn't looking, Ye Shuo quietly took out a piece of white paper from the desk, tore off a corner, and quickly wrote a few words on it.Then crumpled the paper into a ball, ready to seize the opportunity and throw it to Shen Antong.

While he was looking around like a thief, looking for opportunities cautiously, suddenly, a line of sight fell on himself.Ye Shuo subconsciously turned his head to look, and easily found the source of his sight.

I had little contact with that person on weekdays, but the way the other person looked at me was clearly very meaningful, as if he had discovered some big secret of his own.When the eyes of the two met, Ye Shuo even saw the corners of his lips slightly curved, and gave him a weird smirk.

Ye Shuo was taken aback, but at this moment, perhaps attracted by the nearby movement, the students beside that person also raised their heads and looked towards him.

Ye Shuo's heart that had just been let go was suddenly raised again, his neck seemed to be strangled by a pair of dry hands, and he felt difficult to breathe.The pen in his hand fell to the table involuntarily, making a "pop" sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet classroom.

Ye Shuo's mind went blank as more and more gazes were cast over him.Doesn't his behavior just now look like a guilty conscience?But now he can't explain it, he can only watch those people lower their heads thoughtfully, pick up a pen and start to write something on the paper, then——

He dared not think any more.He just felt as if a bottomless abyss had opened up under his feet, everything in the classroom was moving away from him, and he was falling into that darkness...falling...

"Now, everyone passes the paper from the back to the front."

The mentor's cold voice pulled him back to reality.

Ye Shuo slumped on the seat dumbly, and when the slip of paper from the students in the back row was passed to his hand, he raised his eyes and peeked at the tutor, and at the same time tried to turn the slip of paper to see if his name was on it——

"Don't make small moves." The mentor coughed dryly, making Ye Shuo tremble all over in fright.He always felt that what the mentor said just now was for himself.In his haste, he didn't dare to take a closer look, subconsciously turned over his own piece of paper, caught it in the middle, and handed it to the students in the front row.

As the pieces of paper were uploaded, Ye Shuo felt that he had just handed in his own life among those pieces of paper.

The pieces of paper from each group were quickly gathered in the hands of the instructor.He flipped briefly, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"It seems that everyone still has the same idea."

What does it mean?Thoughts raced through Ye Shuo's mind.At this time, the instructor has already spoken again: "Okay, let's start counting the votes. The monitor will come up and help count."

The class monitor of this class is the boy in Chinese clothes who claimed to be "rich at home".In Ye Shuo's impression, this person's strength is mediocre, and his abilities in all aspects are not particularly outstanding, so the position of squad leader may not be without some "black-box operations"——

The boy tremblingly walked to the blackboard, and after struggling for a long time, he finally picked up a piece of chalk.The instructor glanced at him with satisfaction, as if he liked to see the fear of death faced by the students.

"Guan Wentao, one vote." Picking up the first piece of paper, the instructor read out a name slowly.

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just passed the brink of death.When he wrote his name in front of the blackboard and drew the first horizontal line neatly below, the face of another student below had turned as pale as dead ashes.

The voting was carried out in such an atmosphere.When everyone is read, they will show an expression as if they have been stabbed in the chest.Ye Shuo and Wen Cheng were also nominated.And their votes are clearly far ahead.Ye Shuo could feel that his clenched fists were filled with sweat.

"Cai Jun, one vote."

With a "pop", the chalk in the monitor's hand fell to the ground. "Cai Jun" is his own name.

With a pale face, Cai Jun looked back at his mentor in disbelief, as if praying that he had heard wrong.

The instructor stared at him blankly: "Write! What are you still doing?"

Cai Jun's eyes were wide open, he bent over to pick up the chalk, and wrote stroke by stroke on the blackboard.This is definitely the most difficult name he has ever written in his life.Because his fingers trembled so much, the chalk in his hand was directly crushed into two pieces by him.

"Below," the instructor flipped through the paper.When he picked up the next one, his expression suddenly became very strange, but no matter what, it represented pride.

"Ye Shuo, one vote." After appreciating for a long time, the instructor read out the name.

There must be something wrong... Ye Shuo stared at his mentor closely. If there was only one name on the piece of paper, why did he have to look at it for so long?That piece of paper... what was written on that piece of paper?
However, from his perspective, even if he stretched his neck, he still couldn't see anything on the piece of paper.

……

After the whole vote-calling, Ye Shuo noticed that Huangfuli only had one vote, and that should be the "only one vote" he had voted for him... This guy is indeed very popular here...

However, this is not something he needs to care about now... because now he and Wen Cheng have become tied for first place in the number of votes.There is only one piece of paper left, which means that in that piece of paper...their life and death will be decided...!
Please... Let's divide the votes... Ye Shuo secretly prayed, hoping that someone else was written on that piece of paper, and then... and... Although I don't know what will happen, at least it will be a moment, maybe it will be a moment. There will be a turning point...!
The instructor slowly flipped through the paper.

"Wen Cheng, one vote."

Ye Shuo and Wen Cheng's expressions became stiff at the same time.

Ye Shuo discovered that he didn't have any joy of living.In his heart, he was full of shock and despair.

How... how could it be Wen Cheng?Is Wen Cheng dying? !How...how can I save him?

Before he could come up with a countermeasure, Wen Cheng's uncontrollable and desperate cry rang out in the classroom.

"No... I don't want to die...!! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

He who has always been timid, who always hides himself in the corner, is the first time he roared in front of his mentor and in front of everyone.

"Help... help!!" Amidst the roar, Wen Cheng jumped up from his seat and rushed towards the door of the classroom madly, "Father! Mother! Help me!..."

Before he touched the doorknob, a spray of blood exploded in front of everyone's eyes.

His head exploded with a "bang", like a smashed watermelon.There was only a blood-stained neck left, propped there empty, and the blood gushing out quickly flowed all over the body.

After a while, his body also fell down slowly.A pool of blood quietly dissipated, and the corners of the desks in the first row were also stained with blood bit by bit.

"No—" The blood was reflected in Ye Shuo's pupils, as if it also fell into the bottom of his heart.

The scenes of getting acquainted with Wen Cheng gradually flashed before his eyes. In his memory, that thin and timid boy, when he came to the dormitory for the first time, kept talking about his own death.Those eyes full of fear are still shaking in Ye Shuo's mind.

It was the first time to clean the dormitory, and he recklessly provoked his mentor, but Wen Cheng stood up.Even though he was scared, he pulled himself back and said to the mentor "we'll go for a run"...

It was he who showed himself the electrified barbed wire and abandoned mailboxes, and told himself about the evils of this training class...

On the night when he went crazy, he was the one who stopped him, and he confessed to himself for the first time, the real reason why he came here.He used to love life so much, he still had his own dream, he just wanted to live peacefully...

Werewolf killing, mirror space... so many thrilling things, he accompanied him through them all.He who was timid at first has grown into a warrior in these adventures.

He is reborn and becoming outstanding. If he can get out of here, he will be able to face himself more bravely and start a new life... But why, God no longer gives him a chance?
For a long time, he has been enduring all kinds of unspeakable fears, but he still doesn't blame his family members. Even at the end of his life, he still thinks about them, hoping that they will come to save him... He really believed in the wrong people... I made a mistake in my family, and I also believed in myself...

If he hadn't insisted on pulling him to form an alliance at the beginning, and hadn't pulled him to resist wishful thinking, maybe he could still live now.Even though he lived a humble life, at the very least, he could still live, live to breathe, live to see the sunrise every day... But now, there is nothing left.Just like the victims in the Clock Tower of Time, there is nothing left...

Ye Shuo's eyes were bloodshot.When Yan Ziyi died last night, he swore that he would protect everyone around him and never let his friends get hurt again, but now Wen Cheng's death is like a resounding slap in the face. It slapped him hard in the face.

In the end, he still can't do anything.

The tutor stood beside Wen Cheng's body, with a kind of superior indifference and disgust in his eyes.It seems that what is lying on the ground is just an ant.

"The sanitation committee will clean up the place. The prefect will notify the classes later. Three days later, in the afternoon, all students who have positions, including the dormitory head, will gather in the conference room."

Ye Shuo couldn't remember what the instructor said next.After he left, Huangfuli and the others also got up and left.Looking at their indifferent backs, Ye Shuo's empty eyes suddenly regained their focus, and rushed over frantically.

"Is it you?! Did you vote for Wen Cheng?!"

Huangfuli didn't answer, and Ye Shuo saw this silence as guilty acquiescence, and he began to roar even more angrily:

"You said it when the werewolf killed the game. When there is no clear wolf on the field, it is the best choice to cast a player who is obviously not a god, even if you know he just wants to be a waterman!"

"Before, when Yan Ziyi was corroded by the chip, you didn't try to make any effort. Your first decision was to kill him! This is what you call abandoning the pawn!"

"Wen Cheng is cowardly and weak. He really can't do anything for the team. So in order to keep other 'useful people', are you going to cast him to death?!"

After Ye Shuo's scathing accusation, Huangfuli just replied with three words: "I don't."

"Lie!" Ye Shuo roared, "If you didn't vote for him," trembling fingers brushed over everyone's bodies one by one, "If you didn't vote for him, why did he get the highest number of votes? Where did those votes come from?" ?”

"You voted and dare not admit it, this is more hateful than voting!"

Cen Ling frowned, walked between the two, and said lightly: "The purpose of the mentor is to divide us and make everyone mistrust each other. Isn't that what you said yourself? Anyway, now his purpose has been achieved. Just the little thing of voting can divide us."

"This is not a trivial matter!" Ye Shuo was shocked by the cold blood in his words, "This is a human life!!"

"Don't change the subject!" Ye Shuo raised his voice again when he came back to his senses, "Although the instructor has bad intentions for all of us, he will not deliberately target a certain student! So the number of votes is indeed real! "

"Then what do you want?" Cen Ling raised his chin impatiently, "Are you going to break up?"

"Leave if you like!" Lei Jiu flicked his sleeves fiercely, "What are you without Brother Blood Skull?"

Ye Shuo's body shook.Indeed, he can't defeat this training class by himself alone, and he can't do anything about the chip in his brain... No matter how many companions Huangfu gave up on them, those who survived still had to continue to be tied to them, because They are the strong... This world always belongs to the strong...

"...Okay." In the end, Ye Shuo gritted his teeth and stared at them word by word, "For the time being... I can not mention these things for now... But after destroying the training class, all the new and old grudges, Let's count together!"

……

After everyone left, Ye Shuo knelt down beside Wen Cheng's headless corpse.

In fact, intellectually, he also understood that Wen Cheng's own words during the canvassing stage were the real source of death.Although other people have not played werewolf killing, their mentality of "abandoning pawns and saving cars" is still the same.You first made yourself a useless pawn, how can you blame others for abandoning you...

But, even so, he still couldn't forgive Huangfuli.It seems that only by finding someone to hate can he make up for his guilt towards Wen Cheng and Yan Ziyi.

(End of this chapter)