I am the savior in the horror world with my money skills

Chapter 1 Five Star Zero Pass Rate Copy
The heat of August is at its peak, the sun is shining brightly, and four large characters are painted in red paint on the irregularly shaped boulder.

'Yucai Middle School'

Seven people appeared here out of thin air, both men and women.

"Made! Five-star zero pass rate!"

The man was wearing a white vest, with a green dragon tattooed on the left side of his exposed arms and a white tiger tattooed on the right side. His face was full of irritation.

"This..." As soon as the man with glasses in the corner said something, he saw the man with flowery arms looking at him with wide eyes, making him tremble in fright.

The flower-armed man looked at him carefully, then suddenly approached him and asked coldly: "Are you a newcomer?"

The man with glasses swallowed, and the lenses reflected the confusion and fear in his eyes.

This question made several other people look at him sideways and their expressions became ugly.

"How come there are new people in the five-star version? The lowest player level should be B level."

The man with glasses looked confused. He didn't know how he appeared in this place or what was going on now. He only knew that he was about to be crushed to death by the evil spirit of the man with the flowery arm.

The person who just spoke was a tall and thin woman. She looked very capable and experienced, but she was also a little overwhelmed at the moment. This was a situation that had never happened before.

Now, they are in a five-star dungeon with zero clearance rate, and they also have a new teammate who is a loser. It's a terrible start.

The flower-armed man looked at everyone, and found that no one he knew was not among the top ten players, so he could only express his dismay.

But there was a strange girl standing over there that caught his attention. It was a hot day. She was wearing a blue coat, her face was fair, and she didn't shed a drop of sweat.

Doubts were doubts, and the flower-armed man didn't intend to ask too much. The players who could come to the five-star book were basically players with some skills. It was best not to provoke each other unless necessary, except for the newcomer just now.

The man with glasses was sensitively aware that these people were rejecting him, and he consciously stood aside. Although he was flustered, he could probably guess something from what the man with the flowery arms and the tall and thin woman said, thanks to his usual surfing on the Internet. .

If I had known this earlier, I shouldn't have asked this question.

Jing Zhao tugged on her coat and stood aside, watching with cold eyes. She actually didn't care much about the situation. She was very angry now!

She followed the dog system and traveled to countless worlds to complete the mission. The promised reward was 900 billion, but in the end, she was given 900 billion in Tiandi Bank money and ran away!
Jing Zhao looked up and saw that the blue sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of giant hands, and a black round object flew down. Only when he looked closer did he realize that it was a black smiling face.

After completing so many missions, Jing Zhao has never seen any monsters. Could this be a fantasy or fairy world? Didn't the system say it would send her back to her original world?
"One, two, three...six, seven! Everyone is here. Welcome to the horror world. I am You Shisi, responsible for issuing tasks."

You Shisi paused as he spoke, looked at the man with glasses with a smile, and glanced at Jing Zhao again.

"Oh, there's a newcomer this time, I wish you good luck~"

"Let's start issuing tasks."

A panel popped up in front of everyone, and Jing Zhao also took a look.

[Current copy: Yucai Middle School]

[Star rating: five stars]

[Mission: Survive for ten days]

[Note: 1. The higher the dungeon exploration rate, the richer the rewards, and there is a probability of obtaining skills and props~]

[2. The monsters in the dungeon like ghost coins the most. If necessary, you can use ghost coins to buy a life from them, as long as you have enough ghost coins]

Several old players looked at the number of days of survival on it and looked away. The other content was the same and they had read it countless times.

Jing Zhao scanned the word Ming Coin, and by coincidence, she now had a huge sum of 900 billion Ming Coins.

After You Shisi introduced the mission, he looked at Jing Zhao meaningfully and left.

Seven people stood at the gate of Yucai Middle School. The gate opened in front of them, seeming to invite them in.

The man in a suit walked to the front and said in a calm tone: "Although it is a book with zero pass rate, we have to pass the book together in the next ten days, so why not get to know each other before going in." As soon as he finished speaking, someone listened When the man with the flowery arm snorted slightly, the man in the suit ignored him and looked at the others.

The other five people hesitated for a while, and finally a female player spoke.

"My name is Lin Yao."

It's a simple self-report, but it also shows this person's attitude.

Someone is the first to speak up, and others will naturally speak up later. Real names and pseudonyms are not important. This dungeon takes a long time, and it is impossible for them not to come into contact in it. It is better to get to know each other in advance.

The tall and thin woman crossed her arms: "Wu Hansheng."

"My name is Xu Zisheng." The man with glasses followed them and announced his name.

"I'm Cheng Hu." The strong man with a healthy wheat color showed his white teeth and a simple and honest smile. He didn't look like other people who had gone through many dungeons. He looked heartless.

Xu Zisheng, who was standing next to him, glanced at him and silently looked away.

The man in the suit ignored the man with the flowery arms and looked directly at Jing Zhao: "What do you call this lady?"

Jing Zhao's eyes also fell on him, and for some reason the man in the suit suddenly felt like he was being seen through.

"Before asking me my name, shouldn't you tell me where you are? After all, you were the one who mentioned it first."

The man in the suit was stunned for a moment, and explained with a good temper: "I was negligent. My name is Wen Sifan."

"Jing Zhao."

Jing Zhao said two words and stopped talking. Seeing that no one asked him, the man with the flowery arm snorted and said nothing. This Wen Sifan just wanted to form a clique.

With a five-star zero clearance rate, the flower-armed man no longer had much hope for the chance of getting out alive, let alone a newcomer in the team, which meant that they only had six people.

It is better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. Who knows if Wen Sifan wants to use others to kill people and use others to create a way for him to survive? It is not like he has never encountered such an old player when he was a newcomer.

With this thought in mind, the flower-armed man walked into Yucai Middle School first.

Wen Sifan looked at his back and followed him in. The copy had already started.

The seven of them had not taken a few steps when they came face to face with a man wearing glasses and looking fierce.

The man with the flowery arms at the front felt a thump in his heart. His face looked very similar to that of his former high school dean, and the same aura. Because he had been a student, he was particularly afraid of teachers. The man with the flowery arms stopped. steps.

The man's eyebrows were raised high and his tone was weird: "Why are you guys still hanging out on campus? Don't you know how many days are left until the college entrance examination? You are all uneducated and have no skills. How many classes are you students in?"

The man in front of him was talking like a barrage of words. The man with the flowery arm scratched his head and was about to say something when Wu Hansheng stood up next to him with a guilty look on his face.

"I'm sorry, director, we shouldn't wander around during study time. When we go back, we will take the initiative to admit our mistakes to the class teacher and repent. Please give us a chance."

Wu Hansheng's attitude was sincere, and the dean's face softened slightly. He raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch.

"There are still three minutes of class, go back quickly!"

Seven people ran in quickly.

The flower-armed man ran all the way, and couldn't help but turn around and ask Wu Hansheng: "How do you know he is the director?"

Wu Hansheng rolled his eyes and pointed to his stomach.

"Didn't you see that he has such a big sign on duty for the director?"

The flower-armed man choked, he really didn't see it just now.

　A new book is on the way, unlimited streaming of CP-free divine writing, and a cool writing style. I hope you enjoy reading it. A new look in the Year of the Dragon, go ahead!
　　
　
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