This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"So, I know."

After asking the last classmate's question, take off his clothes and record the current situation, and then start the analysis.

Now, he can't determine whether he is dreaming, crossing or something else. The only thing he can be sure is that his memory and body have returned to the twelve-year-old state, but his own experience and technical accumulation seem to be still there.

Through the interaction and questioning with other students, he found that he has mastered a lot of skills, including but not limited to the ability to recognize whether the other party is lying in a few seconds, the ability to feel the other party’s key information through intuition, and the ability to quickly master the other party’s XP system. Ability etc.

After making reasonable use of these special abilities, he succeeded in killing a few classmates Perfect Society.

After warning them not to tell what happened today, they took off their clothes and hooked their fingers at the student closest to them.

The male classmate looked at him blankly, and then began to take off his pants with a look of grief.

"...I just asked you to hand over the snacks in your pocket, I'm a little hungry now."

The other party suddenly realized that he panicked and took a pocket of "Mimi" with both hands.

This kind of shrimp crackers is 50 cents per pack, but I can't afford it even after I take off my clothes.

Tear open the package, take off his clothes, put half of the shrimp strips directly in his mouth, chew hard, and then frowned in confusion.

"Why don't this shrimp **** taste?"

"Impossible! I promise this thing is purer than my virgin body!"

"Are you being developed into something incredible? Forget it, everyone, hand in your snacks!"

Faced with the **** of the demon king, these students can only line up one by one and put the snacks in their pockets on the podium.

Suddenly, a student raised his hand, pointed at another student and shouted: "Brother Wang, I'll report! He hid the crispy noodles privately!"

Another student blushed instantly, pointed at the other person and stammered and shouted: "You, how can you filth the innocence out of thin air!"

He took off his clothes and walked directly over, knocked on the other side's grace, and then pulled out the privately hidden crisp noodles from the other side's legs, and divided half of them to the whistleblower.

Ignoring the whistleblower's thanks, he took off his clothes and poured the crisp noodles into his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Smell."

Returning to the podium, he began to eat the students' snacks in the envy of everyone's eyes.

"Coke, it has a taste."

"Tang Monk meat has no taste."

"Hillbilly braised eggs, there is a taste."

"Spicy strips, tasteful."

"Taipei rabbit toffee, no taste."

I tried eating all kinds of snacks, took off my clothes and found that as long as I have eaten something, it must have a taste.

If it's something you haven't eaten, then it may or may not taste.

"In this way, I understand that the things I have eaten have taste, and the things I have not eaten may be the ones I have eaten in the future, so this part of the memory is preserved, so there is a taste. It seems to have caused all this shady. There is no way to create non-existent memories out of thin air. All memories must be extracted from me."

After thinking about it for a moment, I took off my clothes and heard the get out of class bell.

Clapping his hands, he kicked the teacher on the ground: "What are you doing in a daze? get out of class is over, and school is ready."

"Oh, oh, okay. Wait, we have three more classes."

"Really, I'm sorry, the memory is a bit confusing."

"Then the next class... are you still taking it?"

"You are a teacher, you ask me? Whatever."

He walked out of the classroom, took off his clothes and ignored the relieved venting behind him, and started to check the school.

Walked all the way to the school gate, took off his clothes and walked around the security booth at the gate, looking out.

Outside the school is the street in memory.

At this time, it had just rained, and the rainwater mixed with the soil on the ground, and was run over by bicycles and vehicles, forming strips of twisted soil traces.

The willow trees at the door were still raining down, and the dust attached to the leaves was washed away by the rain, leaving the leaves showing a fresh and tender green.

Not long after the rain stopped, the coal-carrying vehicles drove past the door noisily, and the splashed sludge hit the tricycle of the open-air vendor on the side, provoking a series of screams.

He took off his clothes and squinted his eyes for a while, until the security spotted the sneaky junior high school student at the door and ordered him to return. Then he ended his observation and turned back to school.

The second class has already begun.

He didn't go back to class, but looked at one classroom after another at the back door to see if it was full.

If his speculation is correct, the shady here cannot create non-existent memories, then the number of people in other classrooms should be very small.

And his observations verified his inference.

Almost half of the classrooms of the same grade can be filled, but once the classrooms of the upper grades are reached, the number of people in them is pitiful.

Even in some classrooms, there are no teachers, which means that he may never have seen these teachers in the future.

The only exception was in two classrooms of the same grade.

The students in the two classrooms were full, and they took off their clothes to make sure that he didn't know at least half of them.

"Two of the classrooms are full, and it may be that I will be transferred to another class in the future. However, I prefer another possibility, that is, there is my kind here.

Pushing the door of the first grade class, he politely walked to the teacher's side, and whispered in the ear of the other party: "I know what you watched last night."

The teacher turned pale in an instant, and tremblingly drew out his wallet, took out the pink paper money and asked, "How much do you want?"

"No money, let me lend you a lesson."

"This is a class for a physical education teacher."

He took off his clothes and glanced at the math formula on the blackboard, and waved helplessly: "Then please tell the physical education teacher, I will lend him a lesson."

Send the math teacher away, take off his clothes and start observing the students here.

Normal students should be at a loss and puzzled at this time. This is a response to sudden situations.

But in the eyes of a student, he undressed and noticed a distinctly unusual emotion.

The other party is excited ~www.readwn.com~ Take off his clothes and don't understand why the other party is excited, but as long as he knows that the other party is different, then he is probably what he wants to find.

Pointing to the handsome boy, he took off his clothes and said directly: "You, come out with me."

"okay!"

The other party jumped up excitedly with the puppy who was going for a walk, and after taking off their clothes, they came to the stairs outside the classroom together.

Sitting down on the stairs, the boy who was called out excitedly asked, "Are you also someone who feels abnormal? After I woke up, I felt all over and felt that I shouldn't be here. And I was awakened. Ability, I can see the surrounding situation clearly when I close my eyes, and I can even see through! Perspective, did you make it! I even saw the paper for today's math test!"

"You didn't do anything else? You look like the kind of rapist."

"No! Don't insult my character, I don't feel mystery after seeing that kind of thing."

"I don't think anyone who peeks at the exam paper is of any character."

"You look cute, but you talk so poisonously."

"Don't worry about the details, call me classmate Wang, how do you call it?"

"Ji Ruoxia, the hero of the hero is not the Xia of the sunset. My dad, Jin Yong, is crazy, so he gave me this name."

After a long sigh, Ji Ruoxia continued: "But I don't know why, they always like to reverse the first two words of my name, and they turned out to be a weak chicken man."

"Puff." He took off his clothes and smiled unscrupulously.

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