It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

"Yes." Dai Yuanyi nodded, "We specially asked Mr. Cao to inquire about the uncle's physical condition. We wanted to go to condolences and send some fruit to express our affection, but we found out that there was no such person in the school. We also went to the teachers in the administrative building, but we were scolded, and everyone was disheartened, and they didn’t even have the mood to study.”

Zhou Zhuo didn't expect that there was such a secret hidden behind class 309. What happened to the extra person?

Judging from Dai Yuanyi's expression, class 309 didn't know what was going on, and it might be useless to continue asking, so Zhou Zhuo decided to return to the topic.

"About collective suicide... how did you agree?"

"We have no agreement." Dai Yuanyi said.

"No agreement?" This time it was Zhou Zhuo's turn to be surprised, "There is no agreement for this kind of thing, can it still be spontaneous?"

"It's not an agreement, nor is it spontaneous. We just had a dream when we were taking a nap, and when we woke up, we found that the whole world had changed. We became... this kind of existence."

Zhou Zhuo's spirit was shaken. The suicide incident was really tricky. He knew that the most important thing was coming: "Have you ever been curious about the cause of your own death?"

"Yes, but there is a voice in the trance telling us that your death is caused by the curse of this school. If you want to leave here and get relief, you must find a way to break the curse."

"I guess that voice comes from the mysterious man." Zhou Zhuo said.

"Yes, that was supposed to be him, but he never communicated with us, only told us we should do it, and from then on. We were locked here forever."

While Zhou Zhuo was torturing the students of Class 309, No. 2 from the other world had already found the key hidden elements of the dungeon. He found that the flame in No. [-] teaching building was extinguished.

Chapter 247 The Tram Problem

It is not easy to be chased by a group of security guards full of panel attributes. After saying goodbye to the self-righteous "self", No. [-] fell into a hard fight.

The most troublesome thing is that these reverberations formed by condensed resentment have no blood, and cannot activate the passive blood frenzy of blood clothes, which leads to the lack of battery life in battle, and can only rely on the improvement of athletic ability given by adrenaline to escape all the way.

Fortunately, "I" did a good job. At the critical moment when I was finally driven into a windowless corner, all the security guards stopped what they were doing, and disappeared within a few seconds.

After confirming that the surrounding area is safe now, No. 3 returned to the third floor as soon as possible, trying to find Zhou Zhuo, but found that the building had already been deserted, leaving only the ghost of the headmaster whose eyes became confused.

"Do you need my help?"

The evil ghost who was going to kill him just now came up with this expression, which inevitably made No. [-] a little confused, but it is indeed good news not to do anything. This may be the opportunity "big size" left for himself.

"I need you to lead me to find that mysterious person hiding in the ghost school." Number Two said, "You know who he is."

"No, I don't know who he is." The principal shook his head in confusion, "but I can take you to him."

"You know where he is? That would be great."

There was obviously a problem with the principal's thinking ability. He seemed to have lost his emotions. He nodded indifferently and walked in front. The two left the administrative building one after the other.

"Do you know anything about the curse of this academy?"

"Is there any way to dissipate the resentment of this school?"

"Do you know how to get out of here?"

……

The headmaster didn't answer any questions, completely ignoring the existence of No. [-], just walking forward like a machine moving to execute orders.

After leaving the administrative building, No. [-] was surprised to find that the fire in the cemetery had stopped without warning, but even so, the damage to the building from the flames was devastating. taste.

"He's in 309, you can go up to find him anytime." The principal pointed upwards.

"Aren't you going to lead the way?" Number Two asked.

"I'm not allowed to enter that room, you can go there by yourself."

After speaking, the principal turned and left to look for the next student who needed help, leaving only No. [-] in place.

After a short hesitation, he still chose to break in.

After the fire, the corridors were devastated and there were no corpses left. Including those rooms, there were only decayed scenes after being destroyed by the fire. We could vaguely hear the mournful howls, as if they came from the depths of hell, but they couldn't see them. any silhouette.

No. 309 took out the handkerchief Lin Slowly gave to cover his mouth and nose, walked up the stairs, and came to Room [-]. All the rooms were severely eroded by the fire, and the original appearance could not be seen, but this room only had a door. There are burn marks on it, but the frame is intact.

He reached out and knocked on the door. With the protection of spirit-catching gloves, he didn't need to worry about high temperature burns. Soon there was the sound of unlocking the door.

"Please come in."

In a building that has just experienced a fire, there is an intact room where the owner is waiting for a visitor from nowhere. This kind of inexplicable and inconsistent information is even more terrifying than this scene.

Number two unscrewed the handle, and met the most important NPC in the whole scene as he wished: "Need to introduce yourself?"

"If you can." The mysterious man said with a smile in his tone, "I really don't know much about my guests."

"Forget it then, don't take what I said seriously."

No. [-] took out the standard Zhou Zhuo style and waved his hands: "Let's get down to business. I want to lift the curse of this school. Now that the school council has been completely destroyed, you should make some changes, right?"

"I will, but I can only solve one side of the problem." The mysterious man said.

"What do you mean?"

"It literally means that I am not the one who can undo the curse, but I can find a way to make the curse invalid for a short period of time. The problem is that I can only solve one side of the problem."

Listening to the other party's tone, number two knew that a choice had to be made, but he would not be easily seduced.

"If there is another me in this world, then there must be another you, then what is he doing?"

"He is about to dissipate, another world has undergone drastic changes, so not only I have to make a choice, but you too."

"Only one world will survive?"

"It can be said that this is a world born of a curse. If the curse is resolved, this place will disappear completely, including you. Of course, you can also pass the test through your own efforts and bring the rest of the world to that world. That way, you might not have much time to talk to me here."

No. [-] didn't ask the reason all the way, but directly collected the conditions: "How much time is left?"

"In one hour, the source of resentment was destroyed, the upheaval has become uncontrollable, the real curse is about to erupt, and the ending will be the same at that time, it's not that I won't give you time."

No. [-] looked up, glanced at the blood-red moonlight outside the window, without hesitation, quickly made a decision: "I choose him."

"Don't you need to think about it?"

"Confidence and arrogance are two different things. I always bet on the side with a higher chance of winning, so what should I do?"

"It's simple."

The mysterious man suddenly took a step and stood on the dusty chair.

A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere, paper money flew up behind him, and the black smoke covering his body suddenly dissipated. Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man who looked useless.

He reached out and groped on the ceiling, and found a movable cover. After opening the latch, he could see the scarlet night sky above his head.

The uncle climbed up along the grip on the edge, and stretched out his hand to number two below.

"Push me off the roof and wait for my demise in Room 309."

No. [-] held the man's hand: "Are you all talking so directly?"

"Yes, a white lie is a sharp knife. It will only make more innocent people die here. There is no need to maintain this perfunctory falsehood."

He was pulled up to the roof by the other party. The wind here was stronger than expected. When No. [-] stood firm, the uncle was already standing on the edge of the roof, with his arms outstretched, like a bird spreading its wings.

"bring it on."

"Don't you regret it?"

"You should be asking yourself."

Both of them were silent for a while, and then No. [-] started to run, kicking the uncle from the roof with a flying kick.

……

Just when Zhou Zhuo was about to torture something to come out, he heard the sound of heavy objects falling from outside again. This time the door was unlocked, so Zhou Zhuo rushed out and saw a scruffy uncle in a plaid shirt downstairs who was asking for help. This way beckons.

After the two sides met each other, the uncle trotted into the stairs and appeared in the corridor not long after.

"Your image disappoints me." Zhou Zhuo said bluntly.

"Not all evil spirits have three heads and six arms and hideous faces. Of course, unless you want to see a blood-stained Shaqima walking around."

"Did you fall to your death?" Zhou Zhuo quickly understood.

"Yes, that's where I committed suicide by jumping off the building. Before that, I bought a tomb for myself, packed it on the spot, and moved in after burning it."

The uncle directly entered the back door of class 309, and nodded to the dull-faced students: "Long time no see."

Everyone was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a moment, only Dai Yuanyi reluctantly said, "Uncle?"

It seemed that Zhou Zhuo's conjecture was correct. The sloppy uncle waved his hand and stayed for a while on the seat that Zhou Zhuo had just opened, but he didn't sit down.

He pointed at Wansan and said, "Is this the way you thought of breaking the level?"

"Not perfect?" Zhou Zhuo asked back.

"It's so perfect, so perfect that I'm a little shocked..."

The uncle passed by those tables and chairs, and came to the rear window of classroom 309. Looking at the devastated scene outside, his eyes widened: "Is this something humans can do?"

"I'll take you as a compliment." Zhou Zhuo sneered, "If you don't do this and force you to break out of the rules, won't you enter a new cycle?"

"You know this too? Awesome, when did you find out?"

"I didn't find it, I just guessed it. If it were me, I would do the same."

"Then you are a pure villain."

"Each each other."

Zhou Zhuo was extraordinarily calm, and Wan San next to him was dumbstruck when he heard that, good guy, these two evils met each other...

"How should I call you?" Zhou Zhuo asked the biggest question at the right time.

"It depends on which title you want." The uncle leaned against the window with a lazy expression.

"No no no, I think it depends on who you think you are, right?"

These words made the uncle put away his bored look. He clasped the window frame with both hands, leaned half of his body back out of the window, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly straightened up.

In just a few seconds, his expression has changed drastically, becoming indifferent, making all the students in class 309 feel strange.

"Uncle..."

"Don't use this kind of vague address anymore. The so-called 'kind uncle' doesn't exist at all. I created your death. If you want to get a name, you can call me... well, 'star '."

Zhou Zhuo's conjecture was correct, the other party finally admitted that he was the holder of the Tarot cards, or that he appeared in this capacity under his choice.

"Then the negotiations can begin."

The uncle passed Dai Yuanyi's position, and the latter instinctively took a step back. The uncle stretched out his hand and pulled the chair beside him to his feet, and sat down with his back facing.

"You are going to demolish this school, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Your dog has already told me, but did not convey the intention clearly enough, please explain in detail if necessary."

"Yes, there is still enough time." The uncle said with a business-like indifference expression, "You should have used natural gas before, right?"

"Used, you mean the situation here is like a gas pipeline?"

"Almost, or a little more dangerous. The accumulated resentment is like natural gas, which is close to the limit and will explode at one point, and we are like mini repairmen crawling into the pipeline after getting approval. The repair method that conforms to the rules can make it become It's much safer to pry the valve open and—boom!"

The uncle used his voice and gestures to describe the upcoming result, but Zhou Zhuo still asked the bottom line.

"The way of the game is to get the recognition of the scene. I can more or less understand this, but what are the consequences of overflowing resentment? I still don't understand. If it's just evil spirits, I think the number of people should be me. This side has the advantage."

"That's right." Wan San also followed behind to cheer, "Not to mention, there are as many people as you want, even if it's not for money, you have to avenge those missing brothers!"

After speaking, he suddenly remembered something: "Are they dead?"

"I don't know." Zhou Zhuo shook his head and looked at the uncle, "Maybe he can answer."

"Don't answer, they are already dead. They were eliminated in the game and became the food of resentment. Don't be surprised, more people died here than you think. If your forklift digs the foundation of the playground and flower beds, you can find them below A large number of skeletons were found."

With a gloomy face, Wan San picked up his mobile phone and called Ma Si: "Go and turn over the playground and flower beds. You have to dig to a depth of one meter below the soil. If you find someone dead, please notify me."

He put down the phone and stared into the uncle's eyes: "you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

The students in class 309 also looked at this side, wanting him to give an explanation that would satisfy everyone.

"Explain? Didn't you all see it? As long as they survive on this land, everyone will go crazy, go crazy, produce uncontrollable malice and inflict it on others. This is the curse of Linghua Middle School." He pointed at his Face said, "I'll do it."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, including Zhou Zhuo: "Why are you trying to break the curse you cast?"

"I was already dead when I cast the curse. I just wanted to make the person I have no peace suffer forever, but the curse goes both ways—the first person trapped in the nightmare is myself."

He still pointed to his head, his eyes were a little confused: "As you said just now, I clearly have thinking, but I don't know who I am, I can't control myself, and I live like sleepwalking until someone gives me I have this thing."

He took out a tarot card from his pocket, in which the goddess of hope poured holy water into the pool symbolizing the subconscious.

The star means dedication and guidance. This is a card with hope in the depths.