They Are Not Human!

1,

Oz was tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of Wen Qing like a mountain, staring at Wen Qing with beast-like eyes, very oppressive.

Wen Qing's wrist hurt so much, and when she met Oz's green eyes, she was so frightened that her mind was blunted, and she couldn't react to what he was saying.

He asked blankly: "What, what bite?"

Oz lowered his eyes, took a step forward, put his right foot between Wen Qing's feet, and slowly leaned over: "What do you think?"

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and felt the more obvious changes in the other party.

bite, mouth...

Wen Qing didn't react until now, she stepped back in panic, and she froze when she hit the tile, and stammered, "You, you misunderstood."

"I didn't think so."

He has absolutely no intention of using his body for clearance!

What's the matter with this foreigner!

Wen Qing's voice choked with nervousness and fear, Ozzy's throat pressed down, and the fire in his body burned more and more vigorously.

"If not..." Oz paused and said slowly, "You can think about it now."

Wen Qing's eyes were red and she held back her cry: "I-I've thought about it."

"no need."

He took a step to the side and pulled his hands hard, but still couldn't break free from Oz's hands. The temperature on his stomach was getting hotter and hotter, slowly rising.

Wen Qing didn't dare to move.

Ozzy pursed his lips and felt the body under his palm trembling slightly. The skin touched by his fingertips was delicate and silky, and he couldn't help rubbing it gently.

The next second, I saw Wen Qing trembling even more, and there was a mist in his eyes.

Wen Qing clinging to the tile tightly, said tremblingly, "I, I can help you find someone."

He tried to reason with Oz: "Just now, that one is good, good-looking, active..."

Ozzy lowered his eyes, his thumb stroked the tender wrist bone, and there were some drops of water on his arm, which was slippery and slightly cool, and it was admirable.

After a while, Oz said, "Do you have any props?"

Wen Qing didn't dare to look at him, and shook her head slightly: "No."

Oz whispered, "Why isn't there a response?"

Wen Qing didn't understand: "What, what's the reaction?"

Oz lifted his eyelids and took another half step forward.

The two of them crossed their legs, and Wen Qing's scalp was numb from his heat.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Oz suddenly laughed.

Wen Qing's body trembled with fright. She raised her eyes subconsciously and saw the corners of Ozzy's lips raised, as if a vicious dog saw satisfactory food and grinned.

Wen Qing was even more frightened, tears rolled around in her eyes and fell down.

Seeing this, Oz slowly said: "There is a problem with the prayer words."

He turned slightly sideways and pressed against the soft flesh on Wen Qing's waist: "You are not affected."

Wen Qing was a little confused, and it took a while before she understood what Oz meant.

Ozzy and Jang Sung-yoon were influenced by this reaction.

So Oz just asked him for props,

Does that mean you want to help each other with him?

Not forcing him?

Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes and sniffed: "I felt a little bit at first, and then I just washed my face."

A normal person's reaction should be to wash his face and calm down!

Feeling that Oz was still looking at him, Wen Qing suggested in a low voice, "Would you like to try it too?"

Oz tilted his head and glanced at the washstand.

Wen Qing's eyes flickered, looking at the locked door on the right, ready to wait for Oz to walk away, then immediately ran to open the door.

Just two or three meters away, he should be able to run out.

Wen Qing was ready, and in the next second, Oz took a step towards the washstand and dragged him to the mirror.

Oz stood in front of him, blocking the way, and then slowly let go of his hand, his eyes fell on Wen Qing from beginning to end.

Wen Qing stood beside the wall at a loss, for fear that he would suddenly rush over.

After admiring the gentle and trembling appearance for a while, Oz raised his chin and spit out two words: "Wash your face."

Wen Qing's first reaction was to give way. He leaned against the wall, and after a while, Ozzy didn't move, still looking at himself.

He slowly understood what Oz meant.

This is to let yourself wash his face!

Wen Qing pursed her lips. There were no towels by the washstand, only paper towels.

He took out a tissue, touched a little water, and the tissue became so mushy that he couldn't wipe his face at all.

Wen Qing struggled for a long time, so she had no choice but to grab the water and hold it in front of Oz.

Before moving on to the next step, he whispered, "I, I washed it."

Oz responded.

Wen Qing took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand and splashed water on Oz's face.

Ozzy lowered his eyes, the cold water fell from his forehead, the surging and intense heat in his body faded little by little, and his body gradually returned to calm.

After Wen Qing splashed the water, she immediately ducked back to the corner, her back pressed against the wall, and she looked at Oz firmly.

Time passed minute by minute.

Oz stood there, looking at Wen Qing's face.

His body returned to calm, but his heart was still restless.

Wen Qing looked down at his body, made sure he had calmed down, leaned against the wall, and moved to the door in small steps: "I, I'll go first."

When approaching the door, he immediately quickened his pace, unlocked the lock and rushed out.

Ozzy looked at his fleeing back, stuck out his tongue, and slowly licked the water droplets from his lips.

*****

Wen Qing ran out of the toilet without looking back and ran to the classroom.

As soon as he ran to the door of the classroom, he was suddenly pulled out.

Then, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"it's me."

Wen Qing tilted her head and met Bai Tong's worried eyes.

Bai Tong asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Wen said slowly, "Toilet."

His voice was nasal, Bai Tong frowned, saw his red eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Is something wrong?"

Wen Qing shook his head and nodded again: "I met Oz in the toilet."

Bai Tong's gaze swept across his body calmly, and after seeing the red marks on his wrist, his eyes paused: "Then what?"

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then whispered, "It's nothing."

"There seems to be a problem with the prayers we read in class..." He organized his words for a while and said to Bai Tong in a low voice, "Because I was a little hot, I went to the toilet to wash my face, and it would be fine after washing my face."

"Then Oz and Zhang Chengyun came over, and they were also hot. That, that physical reaction was obvious, and Oz returned to normal after washing his face."

Bai Tong looked at the tips of Wen Wei's red ears and asked, "Did Oz do anything to you?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said, do it, Oz didn't do anything to him.

He didn't know what to say to Bai Tong for a while.

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Bai Tong looked away and said in a low voice, "I see."

"In the classroom just now, the few people who read the prayers did it directly in the classroom."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Bai Tong added: "In front of everyone."

"Other classmates seem to be used to this kind of thing."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Bai Tong analyzed in a low voice: "It should have something to do with the gods here."

The embodiment of love and desire.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and for some reason, she suddenly remembered Yu Xing.

"There's something wrong with this school, you have to be careful," Bai Tong said, looking at his warm and moist eyes, "Don't walk around alone, you can come to me if you have anything."

Wen Qing's eyes lit up, listening to Bai Tong's meaning that he was willing to cover him in this copy.

He couldn't help curving his lips and asked, "Then, can I find you if I want to go to the toilet?"

Apart from going to the toilet, he should not walk around alone.

Bai Tong's eyes paused and he thought of somewhere else.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Wen Qing thought that Bai Tong was unwilling, and quickly said, "No, it's fine."

Bai Tong cleared his throat and replied, "Yes."

Wen Qing lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

He was about to walk to the classroom when Bai Tong grabbed him again: "Where's your mask?"

Wen lightly touched his face and told the truth: "It fell on the toilet."

He doesn't really want to get...

He tilted his head blankly and asked Bai Tong, "What's the matter? Do you want a mask?"

Looking at his delicate eyebrows, Bai Tong sighed in his heart, this face cannot be hidden forever.

"Nothing, let's go."

Walking to the door of the classroom, Wen Qing glanced around and stopped, Zhang Chengrun was not in the classroom.

He whispered to Bai Tong: "Have you seen Zhang Chengrun?"

He hadn't had time to tell him about the water.

Bai Tong remembered the scene of Zhang Chengrun rubbing his body with his body not long ago, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was indifferent: "He has found a solution, and it should be fine now."

Wen Qing was a little stunned. Why didn't she ask the three words before the class bell rang.

He quickly returned to his seat.

I don't know when the big two words - self-study were written on the blackboard.

Wen Qing looked at the only small yellow book on the table and closed it silently.

Who would want to self-study this kind of thing!

Not long after, two hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the back door.

Wen Qing quietly looked over, it was Zhang Chengrun and another short-headed male player.

Both of them were a little disheveled, Zhang Chengrun's footsteps were vain, his eyes were full of spring, he walked, and the inch-headed male player pinched Zhang Chengrun's buttocks.

It's obvious what the two of them did.

Wen Qing took a second look at Zhang Chengrun, saw that his face was full of contentment, and he didn't look like he was being forced, so he withdrew his gaze.

Time passed minute by minute, and at 4:00 sharp, Teacher Chen walked into the classroom again, holding the roster and a bunch of keys in his hand.

"The dormitory has been allocated."

Teacher Chen stepped onto the podium and said to everyone, "The dormitory is a triple room, with three bedrooms and one living room."

"There are not many dormitories, so some new students will live with other students."

"I'll report the dormitory number and come up to get the key."

"201: Zhang Chengrun, Chen Qian, Qian Gangfeng."

"305: Bai Tong, Li Jingjing, Chen Qiang."

...

"406: Oz, Wen Qing."

2,

Hearing Oz's name, Wen Qing's body froze.

Why are he and Oz roommates? !

The next second, Oz on the right got up and walked towards the podium, with a breeze with his steps.

Wen Qing raised his eyes carefully, Ozzy's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look at him.

He calmed down a little, thinking that what happened in the toilet just now might have been influenced by the prayer.

With someone as powerful as Oz, there is no reason to look down on a **** like him.

"Wen Qing." Teacher Chen shouted again.

Wen Qing regained her senses, stood up slowly, and went to get the key.

As soon as he stood up, all the players' eyes converged on his face.

One is because Wen Qing has not taken off his mask before, and everyone is curious about his appearance, and the other is because his appearance makes people unable to look away. Unlike other players, he has a clean atmosphere of a teenager, as if he has no Experienced the destruction of the infinite world.

Wen Qing took two steps, and soon realized that everyone was staring at him, her white cheeks turned red inch by inch, and her eyelashes couldn't stop trembling.

He quickened his pace and trotted to the podium to take the keys.

There were two people at the podium looking for the keys, and their bodies blocked part of Wen Qing's scorching sight.

Wen lightly exhaled and saw the key with the 406 label at a glance.

He picked up the key, hesitated for a moment, and called out in a low voice, "Mr. Chen."

Seeing that Wen Qing was calling him, Teacher Chen's face became more and more pleasant: "What's the matter?"

Wen Qing raised her eyes nervously and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, can I change the dormitory?"

Teacher Chen's expression did not change. He smiled and said, "God likes you new students very much."

Wen Qing blinked his eyes, thinking to himself, do you mean it can be changed?

The next second, he heard Teacher Chen say, "The allocation of dormitories is an oracle."

"You shall be honored."

When the words fell, the classmates shouted in unison: "Thank God!"

Wen Qing was taken aback and realized that the dormitory could not be changed.

Seeing Teacher Chen staring straight at him, he stammered and said, "Thank God."

After speaking, Wen Qing quickly turned around and walked back to her seat.

Halfway there, a foot suddenly sticks out from the aisle, blocking his way.

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, then turned his head, an unknown player.

The inch-headed player looked him up and down, eyes full of evil desire.

Wen Qing frowned, stepped over the foot, and walked towards the seat.

The player stared at his back and said, "I don't know what it looks like."

"You should still die," Zhang Chengrun sneered, glanced at Oz in the last row, and reminded, "He belongs to Oz."

"In the toilet just now, Oz left him."

The player turned his head and looked back. Sure enough, he met Oz's ghostly green eyes. He quickly turned around and sat down and cursed in a low voice.

Wen Qing didn't hear the slight movement behind him, he hurried back to his seat, and just sat down, a lazy voice came from beside him: "Don't you want to live with me?"

Wen Qing tilted his head and looked at the tablemate who was lying on the table.

The dormitory is a three-person dormitory, and the other teacher did not report his name. Is it actually his roommate?

"Huh?" The voice at the same table was very nice, and the voice was a little fluttering, like a small hook hanging in the air, even if it was just a single syllable word, it was enchanting and seductive.

Wen Qing's ears were slightly hot, and she quickly whispered, "No, no."

"It's not me..." The tablemate snorted softly and continued, "Then you don't want to live with another person?"

"Um...the guy named Oz?"

He said Oz's name lightly, his eyelids twitched, for fear of being heard by Oz, he hurriedly turned sideways, turned his back to Oz, and explained, "It doesn't matter to you, I want to live with other classmates. ."

"Other classmates?" The tablemate moved his hand and slowly raised his head, revealing an indescribable face.

Wen Qing looked at him blankly, isn't this new tablemate too good-looking?

Ji Junfeng lazily measured God, and held his cheek with one hand: "Who is it?"

The shirt on his body was crooked, the neckline was wide open, revealing half of his pectoral muscles, and there were several wounds on his neck and collarbone. His whole person was haunted by a color, and he seemed to be hooking your desires in every gesture.

Wen Qing was stunned, and couldn't help thinking that compared to this person, the stagnation punishment was more restrained.

Ji Junfeng leaned forward and leaned in front of Wen Qing, exhaling like a blue: "Who do you want to live with?"

Wen Qing smelled the strong fragrance coming to his face, the temperature on his face suddenly rose, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't know where to look: "He, and friends..."

Ji Junfeng asked again, "Can't you tell me your name?"

He slowly opened his lips and called Wen Qing's name: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her head, and suddenly her eyes stopped.

From his perspective, he can clearly see the scene in Ji Junfeng's neckline. There are large and small wounds all over his chest and waist, with bruises and scabs...

Ji Junfeng laughed softly, raised his hand to unbutton the few buttons left on his chest, and directly exposed his entire chest to Wen Qing: "Want to see it?"

"Still..." He curled his lips, raised his eyes, and asked lightly, "Do something else?"

Wen Qing's face was flushed red, and her ears were red to the point of bleeding.

Ji Junfeng just looked at him like that, and didn't put on his clothes for a while.

Wen Qing couldn't take it anymore, she raised her hand nervously, trying to help Ji Junfeng pull up her clothes.

Unexpectedly, Ji Junfeng turned his body and put his hand straight on the opponent's chest, touching a point of Microsoft.

Ji Junfeng breathed softly.

His voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear him.

Wen Qing immediately withdrew her hand, her mind went blank, and her whole body froze: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Ji Junfeng curled his lips and smiled, and his slender fingers gently stroked the back of Wen Qing's hand: "Why do you want to apologize?"

"do you want…"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qing hurriedly moved the chair to the right: "I don't want to, I don't want anything."

Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

Suddenly, the school bell rang.

"get out of class."

Wen Qing stood up immediately and ran to the first row of the classroom without looking back to find Bai Tong.

Seeing his panicked appearance, Bai Tong frowned: "Did something happen?"

Wen Qing shook his head, blushing and whispered, "Just, it's the classmates in the class, that..."

Bai Tong glanced back and saw that the students in the original class were much more restrained than the last class break and did not do it directly, but the movements of touching and pinching still existed, and everyone was accustomed to it. hands.

Bai Tong frowned and said to Wen Qing, "Your other roommate is not a player."

Wen Qing nodded and replied in a low voice, "I know, it's me at the same table."

Hearing this, Bai Tong looked at the seat in the corner of the classroom, there was no one there.

He whispered to Wen Qing, "I'll go to your place first at night, and I'll go back to my room before the curfew."

Wen Qing did not reject his kindness, and thanked him softly: "Thank you."

The last class was also a self-study class. Ji Junfeng didn't come back for the whole class. Wen took a sigh of relief, and immediately went to Bai Tong when the bell rang after class.

Walking out of the classroom, there was a faint smell of food in the air.

Wen Qing smelled hungry, looked at the cafeteria in front, and asked Bai Tong in a low voice, "We don't have a meal card, can we eat?"

Before Bai Tong spoke, a female voice sounded behind him: "The school does not charge for meals."

Wen Qing turned around and saw a familiar girl, the one she met in the men's bathroom this afternoon.

The girl also recognized him and smiled at him: "In this seminary, all students are equal."

"Equal food, equal housing."

Wen nodded lightly and thanked her in a low voice.

The girl's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, and smiled: "You're welcome, you can come to me with anything."

"My name is Jiang Jing, I'm from Class 2."

"Anything." Jiang Jing emphasized again and ran away with a smile.

Bai Tong looked at his back, frowned, and said to Wen Qing, "This school has no gender concept."

"Ah?" Wen Qing didn't respond.

As Bai Tong walked, he explained in a low voice, "There is a female player in my dormitory."

"The girl just now said that everyone is equal."

Only then did Wen Qing slowly realize that the seminary had only one dormitory building, and it should be divided into two buildings for men and women.

that toilet...

Wen Qing recalled for a while, but he didn't look carefully at the sign of the men's toilet.

He had thought that there would be a women's toilet at the end of the other end...

Wen Qing followed Bai Tong out of the teaching building in a trance. After walking for a while, he found that they were heading towards the dormitory, not the cafeteria.

"Aren't you going to the cafeteria?" Wen Qing asked.

Bai Tong nodded: "Observe for a day first, the food in the copy is not necessarily safe."

Wen replied softly.

The next second, there were two more chocolates and a pack of compressed cookies in front of him.

"You're hungry," Bai Tong said softly as he stuffed the chocolate into his hand, "It was brought here from the world, so bear with it tonight."

Wen Qing put away the chocolate and asked in a low voice, "Can you bring everything from the world?"

Bai Tong shook his head: "No, I have personal space."

Wen Qing was stunned, then opened her eyes wide: "Dao, props?"

Bai Tong hummed: "It's not big, I can only hold a few things."

Wen nodded lightly, took two steps, and said softly, "I won't tell anyone."

Bai Tong smiled and said, "It's okay to say it, many people know about it."

Wen Qing hugged her food tightly, and nodded shyly.

Bai Tong asked, "Didn't the system tell you what you can't bring into the copy?"

Wen Qing shook his head: "No."

The next second, 001 said: [You didn't ask. 】

Wen Qing paused in her footsteps, and quickly thought to herself: Yes, yes, it's my fault for not asking.

Please don't waste my money.

Bai Tong said to him: "Except for the clothes, bound props, and buffs, nothing from the world can be brought in."

Wen nodded lightly.

Walking to the door of the dormitory, there were two players in front of them whispering about the identity card. After seeing Wen Qing and Bai Tong, they looked at each other and quickly walked away.

Only then did Wen Qing remember something he had forgotten. He raised his head and asked Bai Tong, "Does each copy have an identity card?"

"Is the identity card of each copy different?"

Bai Tong responded: "Different dungeons are different. The identity card is a single clue for you. The system wants us to take the initiative to complete the task."

He continued to explain: "For example, my hobby for the ID card this time is reading books, which shows that there are clues in the library of this school."

Wen Qing suddenly realized that it was so.

Bai Tong asked, "what about yours?"

Wen Qing paused, then hesitantly said, "Bully, bully..."

Bai Tong was startled.

Wen Qing added in a low voice: "Brackets, passive."