I contracted the bed for the full escape game

"you……"

Chen Chuci was a little speechless.

He has seen people who hate him so much that they wish to eat his flesh and blood raw, and he has also seen people who love him and respect him like a god.

However, this kid's attitude isn't any of those things.

That was an attitude he didn't understand.

Chen Chuci didn't completely lose consciousness after being hit by the tall instructor's iron rod. He just chose to restrain himself temporarily to reduce more losses and consumption.

In other words, he knew that Longjing had carried himself into the "Meditation Room".

Be careful, for fear that you will die.

This is so contradictory.

Longjing temporarily put aside his prejudices, and said to Chen Chuci, "Nevertheless, I still hope that we can get together and part ways in this game."

"Sorry, I apologize for my actions, but I have no regrets."

Chen Chuci intuited that this kid had something very important that he didn't say, but now is not the right time to get to the bottom of it.

Before he could speak again, there was a mess of shouts outside the door, and after trying to analyze it, he might be able to distinguish the voices of several instructors he had heard before.

"Quick, quick! The ambulance is coming, get the people out first, and clean up slowly later!"

"Crap! I forgot to confiscate their belongings! Have you confiscated them?!"

"Bah—that red-haired monkey ran away today, I was so angry that I forgot!"

"You open the door, I'll pick up the ambulance! This female cousin raised her! It's really looking for trouble!"

"A dead child is a lot of shit."

……

"Squeak."

The door of the meditation room was opened from the outside.

Chen Chuci had already pressed Hongmao's head to tell him to turn off the small flashlight, and put Wusan away by the way.

The pale light came in, Chen Chuci squinted his eyes, and saw a fat instructor standing at the door.His face was full of flesh, and he was serious, looking at the young people in the room with a little disdain.

A bunch of trash moths.

Thinking this way, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm on the ground with a bah, kicked the door, and ordered loudly, "Get out, all of you!"

Chen Chuci pulled up the dragon well on the ground, and was the first to walk out of the gate with a cold face.

However, at the moment they passed the gate, the fat instructor sneered when he saw that they were very unpleasant, and waved the iron rod in his hand to hit Chen Chuci's hand.

"Hey, at a young age, you have learned the loyalty of young and Dangerous boys? I'm talking about your loyalty!"

Longjing looked at Chen Chuci's beaten hands in surprise, but Chen Chuci didn't seem to be hurt at all, and his face was so peaceful that it was terrifyingly dead.

Chen Chuci still did not let go of Longjing's hand.

The fat instructor's attention is not on them. There are still many things to be cleaned up tonight, so I can't care too much about these little bastards.

Longjing was kicked by the fat instructor because he was a little slow in his movements. He staggered and fell out of the door. Under the monotonous light, he could see the back of Chen Chuci's hands getting red and swollen little by little.

It was the right hand that was beaten.

Chen Chuci's skin was very fair, and his blood vessels were bluish. This area was particularly red and swollen, reminding Longjing of what he had done all the time.

"Are you OK?"

Chen Chuci replied to him expressionlessly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

A large group of teenagers were driven outside the dilapidated "Meditation Room". The scars on their bodies could not be hidden under the light. Coupled with the colorful and various hair colors and styles, it is hard not to associate It turned out that this group of teenagers had just experienced a scuffle fought for inexplicable reasons.

But it's not.

What kind of school is this?

"I'm telling you—since your parents sent you here, you were born in our school, and you will be dead in our school when you die." The fat instructor cleared his throat, "Your background, identity, and even gender! It doesn't matter here!"

"You just have to remember one thing firmly for me: Obey! Obey! Obey!"

"Look at your scum and moth faces, all right—now, immediately line up for me and take out everything on your body!"

The fat instructor cast a vicious glance at the dozen or so teenagers present.

"If I let Lao Tzu find out for you that someone brought something that shouldn't be brought in... hehe."

Threat.

The weather in the game is probably just beginning to fall, the night is very cold, and the clothes everyone wears during the day are not enough to keep out the cold.

Someone raised his hand weakly, and asked cautiously: "Teacher, instructor, can I, can I go get my luggage and put on an extra dress?"

Before being sent to this school, the luggage of these students had been handed over to the principal by their parents.

The headmaster made good promises at the beginning, and sent someone to send the children to the dormitory after school.

but--

The fat instructor gave the kid a strange look, and then said, "You want to wear clothes for a piece of trash like you?"

Long Jing followed his line of sight and looked over, the person who was speaking was a junior high school student, his lips were purple from the cold, and he was wearing pajamas all over his body, he might have been tied up to "go to school" because he was still sleeping on the bed.

Should have given him some clothes, right?

"Come here." The fat instructor paused, and ticked the little finger towards the student.

The junior high school student seemed a little scared, but after hesitating for a while, he walked over slowly.

Who knew that the fat instructor, who looked like a human being at first, had a fierce look in his eyes the moment he approached him, suddenly burst into flames, and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

The sound is very loud.

Everyone was stunned.

Longjing's eyes widened.

The fat instructor grabbed the junior high school student by his collar, pulled him in front of his eyes with a bad temper, and said to him word by word: "I want you to wear Jill's clothes!"

He said, beckoning to the young people present, like ordering his own dog, and said again: "Whoever strips off his clothes for me, I will allow you to take out a piece of school rules from the luggage." Items used."

No one moved.

One second, two seconds... The corners of the junior high school student's eyes were slowly moistened, and the cold autumn wind blew through the campus composed of dilapidated ancient buildings and weird new buildings, and it was extremely quiet.

The fat instructor watched these newcomers not move, and the expression on his face gradually turned cold.

His eyes finally fell on Longjing. This kid seemed easy to deal with, so why not let him make a breakthrough?

"You really don't pick?"

Long Jing's heart was chilled by his snake-like gaze, but there are some things that can be done, and some things that cannot be done. The books that have been read for so many years are not for the dog's stomach.

He didn't move, pretending that he couldn't understand what the fat instructor meant.

Chen Chuci stood behind him with a serious expression.

He is short of teammates, but not to the point where he needs everyone.

At least for now, except for the problem of the meal card, this kid is barely qualified.

The fat instructor sneered and grabbed the junior high school student by the ear, pulling it towards the dilapidated dormitory building, striding forward, ignoring the child who was dragged behind him screaming more horribly than a slaughtered pig.

Chen Chuci frowned.

The group of teenagers he had tamed in the "Meditation Room" immediately turned their questioning eyes on him, and none of them moved, as if they were waiting for Chen Chuci's order.

"Follow."

It was impossible for Chen Chuci not to follow, because his second task in the series was to get praise from the teacher.

Although it sounds difficult, you should try your best.

This is not the kind of quest line where failure means death, but with the failure of the quest, it is likely that the difficulty of the follow-up quest will increase.

It was quiet in the dormitory.

When passing by the fence, Longjing was almost certain that the one and a half meters of barbed wire above the three-meter-high fence was electrified.

A blue arc of light flashed, and the strange static noise of the electric current filled one's ears.

He now doubts what the so-called "school" is.

A whistle.

The dead dormitory building boiled in just tens of seconds.

A dozen or so students jumped out of each room, wearing exactly the same clothes, with abnormal expressions of excitement and exhaustion on their faces.

There is probably only one word that can describe this scene.

sick.

For a moment, Longjing almost suspected that he had entered a madhouse instead of a school.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared straight at the new faces downstairs, filled with greed, malice and indifference, Longjing was almost forced to take half a step back.

Chen Chuci supported his waist behind him, and said softly, "I'm afraid it's useless."

This should be a male dormitory, because there is no female face in it.

Longjing's trembling heart calmed down a little, he took a deep breath, and managed to calm down.

But the development of things was beyond his imagination.

The fat instructor gestured to the students, then shook the muddy junior high school student in his hand, and said, "Take off his clothes and throw them on the playground for public display. Rewards—you understand."

crazy.

The students in the whole dormitory are crazy.

Longjing was almost knocked aside by the people swarming out of the corridor. He was stunned to watch those young men with ferocious expressions scrambling to squeeze their heads, kicking each other, beating and scolding each other... The first person to rush in front of the junior high school student should be a high school student. He is tall and looks like a slender ghost.

I saw the "slender ghost" grabbed the junior high school student by the shoulders, and started tearing the other's clothes without hesitation.

It was as if he had no reason at all, the only light in his eyes was to complete the instructor's order before everyone else.

Longjing felt incredible.

At this time, Chen Chuci said next to him: "You should have lived in a good social environment since you were young, right?"

"You haven't seen some things, but it doesn't mean they don't exist in this world."

He suddenly changed his subject, looked at Longjing, and said word by word: "I can't see why you were pulled in by the 'Secret Cabinet', but I still hope you can understand that in this game world, everyone Most players have a reason why they must struggle to survive."

"And in order to survive, those players can use all methods, including killing each other."

"Of course, the new covenant of the 'Ark of Secrets' forbids players to kill each other in the normal instance, but—is this the only way to kill someone?"

The wind blew away Chen Chuci's low voice.

Longjing's Adam's apple moved up and down, his expression was unclear, and he didn't know what he heard.

The carnival in front of me began to end.

The old students in the dormitory turned their numb eyes to the newcomers with a sense of dissatisfaction.

so horrible.

They are like a group of hungry ghosts dressed in black, floating in the deserted wasteland, any living thing that appears will be devoured by them and become the nourishment for their continued existence.

It's simply tingling.

It's just that the fat instructor looked at the new junior high school students who were put on the high platform with satisfaction. He probably felt that his deterrent power had been fully expressed, so he waved his hand and told most of the students to go back to sleep.

"I think you should have understood by now what I said to you when you entered school." The fat instructor triumphantly put his hands behind his back and said arrogantly in front of all the freshmen, "Here, only us, the teachers, order You, there is absolutely no reason for you juniors to order us teachers!"

That junior high school student being hung naked on the high platform was the best intimidation. His eyes were empty, and his frail body was soaked in despair.

Every freshman's sight was trembling when they touched him, and the teenagers who originally had the idea of ​​resistance were forcibly extinguished.

However, Chen Chuci wrote four words on the back of Longjing through the clothes - I understand.

Longjing couldn't understand what he meant, but he still kept his face sullen, trying to show himself as numb as the old students.

Chen Chuci wrote another five words - we must resist.

Three words - wait for the opportunity.

The fat instructor left only a small group of students who seemed the most numb and indifferent, and they would come later to help him complete the "entrance ceremony" for these freshmen.

One has already died today, so let's restrain ourselves a bit.

The author has something to say: [A short story:

Once upon a time, there was a young couple who held hands and met the dean, the boy immediately shook off the girl's hand.

So, the teaching director said to the girl: "A boy who gives up on you at the slightest risk is not worthy of your liking."]

[Chen Chuci: I deserve it. 】