One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1507 Illegal survival game (39)

  Mid-term inspections are conducted every other day, and Cen Qiye will improve the accuracy rate a little each time, but the dead are the first and last in turn.

  The list is for all students to rank together. Players know the rules and stay in the middle. No player will die because of the list.

  But if you can guard against the list, you can't guard against anything else.

  Such as those...teachers.

  After so many days, the teacher team seems to have more clues that let players trigger death, they can't prevent it at all.

  Even if everyone acts together, players will still be recruited.

  Lingqiong usually doesn't act with them, but she will give pointers when she is in a good mood, and occasionally instruct them to help herself catch evil spirits.

  Ling Qiongsao continued to operate, and soon some players guessed that she should be the **** who circulated in the black and white hall.

  They didn’t expect that this god-man was actually a little girl...

  This is not in line with the rumors at all! !

   Two more days.

  The players didn't see Lingqiong coming to class. As a result, after school in the afternoon, someone saw her in the school infirmary—seeing the students.

  Good guy!

  Replace the work of other school doctors?

The school doctor was miserable. He was **** in the cubicle by Lingqiong and told him that the ground should not work every day, and the ground was not working well. Sometimes he was watched by the terrible man, as if thinking about how to take him off, scaring the school doctor. Don't dare to howl anymore.

  Lingqiong worked very hard in the school infirmary and gave cordial greetings to every student who came to see the doctor.

  The student had a blank face when he entered, but when he came out, he seemed to have fled, as if there was a cannibal monster in the school infirmary.

  Lingqiong writes at the desk, Cen Qiye stands behind her looking at the back of her chair.

  "Brother, there are always people who think that good grades represent everything." Lingqiong touched the tip of the notebook, shook her head and sighed: "No one is good, no matter how good grades are, what's the use."

  The performance requirements of this school can be called abnormal, high-intensity learning environment, students who are scrolling...Where is this school, this is a prison.

  The parents still think it’s good, and they want to send their children in.

   but never thought about their children, is this what they want.

  Maybe the child can get a good grade in the exam, but are they mentally healthy?

  "People like to impose hope and regret on others."

   "People..." Lingqiong seemed to want to say something, and then smiled, "It's still cute, innocent and stupid."

  "Aren't you human?"

   "I am a god." Lingqiong said nonsense with his head proudly high.

  "Take some medicine." Cen Qiye pushed the medicine bottle in front of her.

  "……"

  Lingqiong overturned the medicine bottle, looking through the things she had recorded with a sullen face.

  Many of these students don’t remember what happened, or even know that they are already dead, but under Lingqiong’s personal ‘treatment’, a small part of them remembered something.

  For example, the day they died was the weekend after the mid-term test, some students stayed at school to make up classes.

  Fire.

   screamed.

  They were burned alive.

  Lingqiong reached the teaching building. Each floor of the teaching building had an iron door that could be locked. If the door was locked, the students inside would not be able to escape.

  So who will set the fire?

  Lingqiong felt that he had to ask the senior who died suddenly.

  The senior stayed in Qiao Xin’s management room all day long. Lingqiong was so scared that she went straight into the wall. However, her hair was trapped and she couldn't escape.

   "If you want to kill, you have to kill you!" The evil spirit senior was furious, what did he do to torture him so much! !

  He has no human rights when he dies? !

   "Ask you something, why are you fierce." Lingqiong took him out: "Don't worry, as long as you don't mess around, I won't move you."

   "..." Does he dare? "What do you want to ask?" Ask quickly, and get out after asking! !

  "Do you know who set the fire to death the students?"

  "Set fire?" The evil spirit senior looked surprised: "They were burned to death?"

   Now it's Lingqiong's turn to get stuck: "...Don't you know?"

  Senior Evil Spirit was a little dazed, hesitated and said, "Should I know?"

  "..." You died so early, shouldn’t you know it?

  The evil spirit senior said aggrieved: "I slept, and they died when I woke up, but they still went to class day after day without knowing that they were dead. Are you strange?"

  Evil spirits should not be able to sleep.

   Then he should be affected by something.

  And so are the students.

  Lingqiong hasn't figured out who set the fire yet, and here the fifth midterm test has begun.

  There were no dead persons in the fifth interim test.

  The dead are the rules, but the undead makes people feel weird. Everyone was worried all morning and nothing happened, but in the afternoon, they found that they were missing four companions.

  Lingqiong quickly passed the missing person in her mind.

  The results of these people have always been low on the list, and they have not improved their rankings every time they take the exam.

  Cen Qiye improves her accuracy every time, which is really useful.

  Classes have started, they can’t go out and look for them.

  Everyone attends the class with great heart, and the players will find them separately after the get out of class.

  Ling Qiong didn't want to participate, but felt that if the player was found, maybe there were gold coins to get, she would just go.

  It is not easy to make money to support the family.

  ……

  ……

  A certain enclosed space.

   Rows of bookshelves seem to be out of sight, with four players standing in the middle, seemingly small.

  There is a table in front of them. On the table, I don't know whether it is a circle painted with blood or paint. The circle overlaps one after another, and simple words are written in the blank space.

  A pen stands out of thin air in the middle.

  The female player in a shirt stared at the desktop, "What is this? Is it a pen fairy game?"

  But those words seem to have nothing to do with the pen fairy game.

  [Lost, ethical, beautiful, dirty, black, kumquat...]

"Hee hee hee……"

  Weird laughter came from the depths of the bookshelf, the sound from far and near, as if scratching their scalp.

  The four people had scalp numb and looked around nervously.

  The laughter hovered everywhere in this space, and it was hard to tell where the sound came from.

  The laughter stopped for a minute, and then the voice of neither male nor female sounded, "Welcome to the arena."

   "???"

The voice didn’t mean to explain, so he started to talk about the rules: "Please hold the pen in front of you, ask the north to ask questions clockwise, and answer in order. Those who answered correctly will continue to ask questions clockwise, and those who answered incorrectly will say that no one knows. If you don’t know what to tell, you can look at the keywords on the desktop."

  Keywords...have something to do with their secrets?

  Probably someone has already thought of something, and the expression is getting harder to look.

  "...What question do we have to ask?"

   "You will see the problem at the beginning of the game." The voice said.

  "What if more than one person knows the secret?"

   "Is that a secret?" The voice grinned, "I will be punished."

  "……"

  Although the voice didn't say any punishment, all four of them understood what it was.

   "If you have no other questions, then the game will start now."

  (End of this chapter)