Weird Calendar

Jingquan College.

In the quiet dormitory, there was sudden movement.

Outside the academy, Jian Yiyi and others could see that more and more lights were on.

"It seems Ozawa succeeded."

Jian Yiyi said this, but his expression looked very worried.

He didn't know how to remove Zhihei's mask. The page he saw in the Golden Calendar manuscript did not record the details here.

But even if Qin Ze solves all this safely, the incident this time is so big that many high-level officials from the board of directors may be dispatched.

After all, thousands of people's souls have been hijacked for nearly a month. It is not easy to calm down this incident.

"I think it's best to report this matter to the board of directors." Alice, who was still a few hours away from transforming again, said.

"Let's take it step by step." Jane agreed to report the matter to the board of directors one by one.

But even he didn't know how the board of directors could calm down this time.

Using an extremely high-level memory seal? Are you going to seal the memories of thousands of people one by one?

During this process, will all students be locked up?

I'm afraid that at this moment, someone has already begun to prepare to report the true experience of this month, right?

But compared to these upcoming major events, what Jian Yiyi is more worried about is Qin Ze's safety.

"I'll go in and take a look." Gu Anxun said.

Lan Yu didn't expect that the first person who wanted to enter this weird academy would be Gu Anxun.

"Let's all go in and take a look."

The college is gradually becoming lively, and the gloomy atmosphere is fading like crazy. Even if it is late at night, there is still a sense of human fireworks in the originally ghostly school.

And the smell of fireworks made the Jingquan College no longer have those strange scenes not long ago.

Canteen, playground, library, experimental building, dormitory area...

Everything is back to normal.

After everyone entered the campus, they already felt that there was not much left in the "old calendar" of this area.

Soon, they also discovered Qin Ze's location.

The barrier collapsed, and the scene hidden in the campus appeared.

In the center of the college, there is an artificial lake.

On the edge of the artificial lake, Qin Ze sat paralyzed under a rotten black tree.

A strange black energy surrounded him.

When everyone arrived, the black aura was so strong that Qin Ze's face could not be seen clearly.

But Qin Ze's life breath is very stable.

"What's wrong with him?" Gu Anxun asked.

"What's going on with this tree?" Alice frowned.

As one of the two strongest people here, Alice has an extremely keen sense of smell in her current form.

She smelled the scent of Old Calendar creatures.

Alice took one quick step and arrived in front of Qin Ze in an instant. The speed made everyone stunned.

She carefully examined Qin Ze and found that the strange black mist seeped out of Qin Ze's body.

But there were no wounds on Qin Ze's body.

Qin Ze felt an extra force pouring into his body. He opened his eyes in slight surprise and saw that his friends were coming. At the first moment, he wanted to push Alice away.

But he really had no strength left.

Later, Qin Ze discovered that the black aura did not transfer to Alice through him, which made Qin Ze feel slightly relaxed.

There is a black ring on the little finger of his left hand.

Although Zhihei Mask is called a mask, its shape is not limited to a mask.

It could be a hat, scarf, ring, cane, etc.

Jian Yiyi immediately saw the ring on Qin Ze's little finger.

He looked into Qin Ze's eyes without any evil thoughts, and vaguely guessed a certain possibility.

"Oze, thank you for your hard work."

"Team leader, fortunately, these students...will wake up one after another. The tree behind me is the principal of the college."

Although Qin Ze's voice was weak, the surroundings were too quiet, which caused his voice to be heard clearly by everyone.

Everyone looked at the tree and couldn't understand how a person could become like this.

This seems to be different from the old calendar form they understand.

Qin Ze also said immediately:

"This is not the old calendar form...this is another kind of power."

Qin Ze's breathing quickened slightly. For him at this moment, he really had no strength at all.

Jian Yiyi and Alice were so close that they both noticed that blood was constantly flowing out of Qin Ze's mouth.

Not long ago, Qin Ze, who gritted his teeth and refused to speak, relied on his strong willpower to resist the temptation of the black mask.

Of course this cannot be achieved simply by willpower.

As an alien-level Old Timer, Qin Ze's own mental abilities have also improved a lot.

Secondly, in the final battle in the Kingdom of Competition, he received a gift from the undead Qin Han, and his soul was strengthened.

In addition, when Lu Buwei returned to nothingness, he also took on part of Qin Ze's "bewitchment".

And finally, and most importantly.

The desire for a certain desire also brings about strong emotions.

When the emotions piled up to a certain level, Qin Ze's "illness" broke out, and his emotions were instantly cleared.

At this time, everyone will calm down.

Although he would be filled with new desires soon, Qin Ze would always wake up for a few seconds during the repeated process.

This is Qin Ze's greatest means against Zhi Hei Mask.

With his own will and the support of various external forces, Qin Ze was able to resist the first wave of temptation from the black mask.

At the end, when Qin Ze felt that his teeth were about to be crushed and his gums were broken, he heard a sigh.

"People are always willing to ignore the cost and make a wish. But you resisted the wish because you were afraid of the cost."

"But one day, you will make a wish no matter the cost. I wish you good luck, Old Calendar, and I'm waiting for you to open the magic box."

This seems to be the words of the black mask.

After the words ended, although the endless black energy did not dissipate, the countless black blood vessels extending from the giant black tree disappeared.

Instead, there was a ring on Qin Ze's left little finger.

A normal Zhihei mask, once put on, the body and the mask will become one.

For example, when Principal Bao Tongzheng put on the black mask, the black blood vessels in the mask kept emerging and pierced into his body.

Half of his face is his own, and the other half is half a black mask.

In the middle, countless fine black blood vessels are spread all over, from the forehead to the bridge of the nose to the chin, like a black dividing line.

But Qin Ze is not like this, he has tamed this ring.

However, this process is extremely difficult.

"Okay, we know. Alice and I will... um, suppress the principal and take him back to prison."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Hu Dongfeng...find him...find his partner, Yui..."

Qin Ze fell asleep.

Fighting against the black mask is not an easy task.

If there is a tilt in numbers between black calendarers and white calendarers, it means that the power of the fallen gods has been greatly strengthened.

There will be more and more ways to distort Baili people, or to confuse Baili people.

In a sense, this is another kind of nonsense.

It's just that this method can directly bypass the black and white calendar. Even those with a white calendar may be dragged down by distorted wishes directly because of making a certain wish.

Jian Yiyi and Alice knew exactly what this thing was about.

If this is the first black mask, then starting from four weeks ago, the number of black calendar people has exceeded that of white calendar people.

"This tree has no life breath. I will take it to prison. What about you?"

Alice looked at Jian Yiyi.

Jian Yiyi said:

"Will you tell the board about the appearance of Zhihei Mask?"

"Of course, this is no small matter. You know very well that wearing a black mask will disguise yourself as something..."

Alice did not go into details. After all, this was the content of the manuscript.

She skipped this paragraph and said:

"Suppose there are fifty-one enemies and we have forty-nine. Once there are more enemies than us, the influence of the fallen god will become greater. What will you do?"

The answer is obvious.

Let's have a purge war against the black calendar people, and let the white calendar people return to the side with more people.

This is also the situation that Jian Yiyi is most afraid of.

If the black mask has been around for a long time, it may be impossible to estimate the proportion of black and white.

If the black mask never appeared, there is no way to estimate the proportion of black and white.

But now, everything has changed.

The black mask appeared four weeks ago, which means that the ratio of black to white is now extremely close to 50:50.

Black wants to conquer White, and the fallen ones affected by the raving will definitely become more murderous.

White also wants to fight against Black. After all, masks are very harmful to the world.

One principal almost turned more than a thousand students into puppets.

What if there are more and more masks, what if the masks fall into the hands of someone who hates the world so much?

Although the Golden Calendar manuscript shows that the number of Black Masks is very rare and there will not be more than one at the same time, but as long as one appears, it can cause a huge disaster.

In order to curb this disaster, there must be a purge between the black and white calendars.

This almost indicates that a war is imminent.

"There are too many mysteries surrounding the appearance of the black mask. I hope the principal is still alive. After we get to the prison, we will interrogate him." Alice said.

Jane nodded one by one. He hoped that Ozawa had additional information.

But now, Qin Ze was unconscious, so he was not in a hurry.

At this moment, he had to contact Luo Shu and Lin An, on the one hand to treat Qin Ze, on the other hand to find Yui, and to contact Hu Dongfeng.

…

…

The crisis at Jingquan College in Linxiang City has been temporarily lifted.

At the same time, Hu Dongfeng also ushered in his final choice.

The roulette wheel turned first and turned to the heart.

This also means that if you answer this question incorrectly, your heart will be destroyed.

People can live without a heart, but they cannot live without a heart.

Hu Dongfeng suddenly laughed:

"Is it still necessary to ask?"

"If this person does not deserve to die in a legal sense, my answer will always be that he does not deserve to die!"

Prell was silent for a few seconds and said:

"The law has protected too many evil people, hasn't it?"

Hu Dongfeng suddenly no longer wanted to sit and look up at Prell.

He was naturally tall, and he stood up straight in court.

His knee was pierced, but it didn't matter, he still had one leg to work with.

Although his hands were tied, he could still exert strength, and one leg was also exerting strength. He leaned against the wall behind him and stood up bit by bit.

His teeth were clipped, causing thick blood to flow out when he spoke.

But his eyes were as sharp as in court:

"If you have to die if you do evil, then you should die first!"

"The determination of good and evil must rely on the truth, not your personal subjective will!"

When a person is not afraid of death, he has nothing to fear anymore.

Hu Dongfeng took steps and limped closer to Prell.

His hands were bound by shackles, like a hero who died calmly.

"Prell, you asked me so many questions, and now I want to ask one question too!"

"Do you think I deserve to die? You just want to judge me as a hypocrite, so am I a hypocrite?"

No matter how sharp the words were, this question would not shock Prell.

But when Hu Dongfeng finally came to him and when he took the initiative to put his forehead against his gun, he found that he was at a loss for words.

Obviously, he made a mistake.

Prell wanted to smile now, as he did at the beginning, looking at his prey crazily, cynically, and with a sense of great superiority.

But now, he can't do it.

He was a little angry because his game was seen through by the other party.

He wanted to kill this person with one shot. After all, Hu Dongfeng had not completed his game.

It was just the fifth question that he couldn't answer anyway.

He didn't expect that as a black calendarer, he couldn't think of a reason to kill the other party without completing the game.

Because Prell finally realized that he should not try Hu Dongfeng at all.

"It's so annoying, it's so annoying, it's so annoying!"

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The gun in his hand fired five times and contained seven bullets. One was used as an initial warning, and the other hit his knee.

Player now emptied all five remaining rounds.

So irritating!

From the moment he got the old calendar, Prell knew that he would not follow the rules.

Not surprisingly, he became the "just judge."

The one who breaks the rules and seeks justice.

Here, naughty kids, keyboard warriors, and hypocrites on the Internet all deserve to die!

In his case, a good person makes one mistake and becomes a bad person.

Of course, even if a wicked person does a good deed, he is still a wicked person.

But what if a good person never makes a mistake?

And if it does exist, what about someone who sticks to the rules?

He doesn't believe in such people.

In fact, there is only one kind of person that Prell does not kill, and that is the person who has completed his game.

Because these are his own rules and he is willing to abide by them.

But in Prell's view, everyone in this world deserves to die.

Human nature cannot stand the test, so during the test, everyone will show their damn side.

Just like "Haha, I don't eat beef", as long as you want to kill someone, you can definitely find out the damned side of the person you kill.

But at this moment, Prell was shaken.

He found that the only damn side of Hu Dongfeng was that he found out that he was wrong.

He can kill Hu Dongfeng with one shot.

Just like that day, he could kill the person who played the game with his feet and was better than him with one shot.

But he didn't dare to do that.

Because if he does this... his anchor will be gone.

Follow your own rules and don't kill people you shouldn't kill.

This is the anchor and rule that Player has set for himself.

The final fate of those with a black calendar may be to become a creature of the old calendar.

But Prell has a way to fight gibbering.

He keeps breaking the rules and killing his prey because deep down in his heart, there is no truly just person in this world.

But what if this person appears?

"So annoying!"

He didn't know how many times he repeated these three words. Finally, Prell kicked Hu Dongfeng away.

Hu Dongfeng, who finally reached Prell, was kicked hard against the wall again.

This kick made Hu Dongfeng vomit blood and could no longer stand firm.

"Game over, the answer is no death."

This seems to mean that the correct answer to the fifth question is not to die.

But it seems to be saying that people like Hu Dongfeng don't deserve to die.

"There are billions of people in this world, and there will always be one or two exceptions. Hahahahaha, I can't be wrong! I'm not wrong!"

After saying that he shouldn't die, Prell laughed happily and crazily.

In the duel between two kinds of justice, he didn't think he lost.

It's impossible for a mere lawyer to break his Taoist conscience.

So soon, Prell burst into laughter again.

However, although he did not lose, he did not win either.

Prior left the cellar.

In Linxiang City outside the suburbs, the sky turned dark blue.

That was a sign that day was coming.

In the cellar, Hu Dongfeng, who was kicked to the corner, struggled to get up, took out his cell phone and asked Qin Ze for help.

He was indeed not afraid of death just now, but now, when the danger had dissipated and the bloodiness had subsided for the time being, he started to tremble.

At this time, Hu Dongfeng only felt the urge to urinate in his bladder and severe pain all over his body.

If Yui were here, he would probably ignore the words that men should be strong and just cry in his head.

But he really didn't have the strength to stand up, and the perverted killer didn't even remove the handcuffs.

He kept rolling around and his hands kept moving.

Suddenly, Hu Dongfeng touched a booklet.

It was a white calendar without any dust.

On April 27th, Hu Dongfeng, the Old Calendar Master, successfully survived the taboo of desperate difficulty.