Dead Beauty Airborne Abyss Game [Unlimited Streaming]

Sunset and sunrise are another new day, and everything in the whole space is as usual with only a touch of color.

Shi Yuchuan didn't need to sleep at all, he lay on his own bed, and got up when the first ray of light came in through the gap in the curtains.

At five o'clock in the morning, students began to wash up in the public toilet on the fourth floor taking advantage of the lack of people.

Sitting on the bed for a while, Shi Yuchuan took out his phone and looked at it, but there was no new message.

[I don't know what happened to Xiao Baimao...] The system was a little nervous. Last night, Bai Yan's tone was extremely serious, as if there was something wrong with those students who were doing strange rituals.

[I hope he's okay, but didn't he say he would come to you today?This looks very reliable, he must be able to solve what happened yesterday! 】

"I hope." Shi Yuchuan lowered his eyes, looking at the back of his right hand which was as clean as new after entering the dungeon.

This dungeon can even change the shape of the body of the dead, and even heal his wounds with special means, so it may not be impossible for stronger opponents to appear.

Although the few students yesterday didn't look like any powerful people, he was somewhat worried.

"It's useless to think so much, just wait."

……

At 06:30 in the morning self-study, Shi Yuchuan stepped on the bell and entered the door with several roommates.

The tall guy who slept on his upper bunk was named Zheng Junjie. The other two I met yesterday were Zhuang Zhao and the other Wang Lexin. As for the other two roommates, they were more withdrawn, and Shi Yuchuan didn't bother to ask each other.

Zheng Junjie lay on the table and yawned, copying his homework frantically. Seeing that Shi Yuchuan was still standing, he said with some puzzlement: "Xiaochuan, why are you standing, sit down quickly."

【...This silly classmate gave me some hints! 】The system is a little anxious. While scanning the books in the classroom, it is doing elimination method according to the handwriting in the textbook on the table.

Finally, the moment the teacher entered the classroom, it found Shi Yuchuan's position.

[In the last row by the window!not bad!go go go go!Someone is coming at the door! 】

……

"Let me distribute yesterday's test paper."

The teacher who just came in held a large stack of papers and put them on the table, pushed his glasses and began to distribute the papers.

Then the opportunity of roll call made Shi Yuchuan recognize everyone in the classroom.

He took advantage of the gap between the teacher's roll call and opened the Chinese book on the table.

The textbooks in the book are all ordinary content, most of which Shi Yuchuan can't remember very clearly, but the illustrations that were originally not very colorful have completely turned into black and white under the superimposition of the weird space.

But as the number of pages increased, his expression gradually became serious.

The words in the book disappeared.

Some still existed just now, but when he turned a page and then turned it back, the previous page became blank.

【well?something wrong?Chuanchuan, what did you just do? 】

"I didn't do anything, I just flipped through it." Shi Yuchuan frowned and tried to flip through other books, and this happened without exception.

After the teacher on the podium finished handing out the papers, the books on his entire table were almost blank, leaving only sporadic words.

Zheng Junjie sat not too far away from Shi Yuchuan, and when he handed the paper to Shi Yuchuan, he was also a little shocked to see that the open book was empty.

"Hey, hey... No, what's the matter with you? Don't you remember anything?"

"There will be a quiz in class later, how can you take the test if you don't know anything!" He whispered a few words in a low voice, put the paper on the table and returned to his seat.

[... Gan!Quiz?Could it be that the condition for clearing this copy space is learning?No! 】

[But Chuanchuan, don't worry!You still have me!Although they are all wordless scriptures now, I can look them up here, as long as we know the topic! 】The system has a well-thought-out plan. Although it is not as powerful as before, it should not be difficult for a few questions.

"...It's a bit difficult." Shi Yuchuan's voice was rarely dejected.

Without him, on the paper just handed out in front of him, the handwriting smelling like ink is disappearing.

After less than 2 minutes, only the word '0' was left on his test paper.

He looked up at the podium, and the teacher wearing glasses had already started to talk about multiple-choice questions, but he was a little confused, trying to integrate the known clues, and didn't pay attention to the lecture.

Judging from Zheng Junjie's tone, this kind of thing is considered a big deal, but it's not a strange thing, that is to say, other people's books and writings will also disappear?

Thinking of this, Shi Yuchuan sat up straight and began to look at the rolls of the students around him.

As expected, there were also blanks on someone's paper, but it wasn't that large, just a few blanks for a few questions.

[So it seems that the disappearance of this handwriting is something that everyone will encounter? 】

Shi Yuchuan withdrew his gaze and stared at the blank space on the scroll.

Why did Zheng Junjie say that he didn't remember anything?Is it possible...

He looked up at the blackboard behind the podium, where the glasses teacher was explaining the fourth multiple-choice question.

"It's outrageous that you can be wrong about this kind of thing...all of them are sub-questions!"

"If we put the formula inside, won't everything be clear?"

As he spoke, he wrote down a series of alphabetical formulas on the blackboard. Shi Yuchuan felt a little strange, but he couldn't explain it.

[What the hell is this...X...Y...] The system faltered and searched for a long time, almost crashing its own search engine.

[This formula does not exist at all, there is no such question in my stored book knowledge! 】It said firmly.

Shi Yuchuan was not in a hurry, he recorded the formula written by the teacher, and then put in what seemed to be the value of the question. When he copied the answer on the scratch paper according to the number on the blackboard, the content on the paper Appeared, although only the fourth multiple-choice question just seen, but it is enough to prove that only the questions that can be done will appear on the paper.

[I can't understand it, but I was shocked... Is this garbage copy self-contained? 】

Shi Yuchuan shook his head: "The world is made up of mathematics, and the calculation formula here is completely different from other worlds."

That is to say, the world works differently than other places.

Sure enough, in the quizzes of the next few classes, the papers that Shi Yuchuan swept almost turned blank immediately, and even the teacher who collected the papers shook his head and looked at him with regret.

However, the person involved didn't have much emotional fluctuations, and just lay on the table to watch the time.

……

Cultural class is always boring, so Shi Yuchuan stayed in the classroom at noon with the excuse of reading. After making an appointment with Bai Yan today, he stayed in one place as much as possible so that the other party could find him more quickly.

However, when the lunch break was over, when Zheng Junjie and the others dragged him to the studio to paint, they still couldn't wait for Bai Yan to appear.

【... Xiao Baimao is not in the gymnasium, is he? 】

"Probably not. If he hasn't shown up at night, we'll go to the gymnasium to look for it after class."

Senior three (class four) is an art class. Paper and pens are placed on every easel in the studio. At this time, the shelves form a big picture, and a black round table covered with a white cloth is placed in the middle, as if waiting for the teacher. The still life is put up for people to watch and copy.

[Unexpectedly, the art class in this school is quite humane, complete with pen and paper! 】The system is a little relieved. After all, this way, there is no need to find a fixed seat. Every piece of paper is new, and the teacher will ask the students to change the angle and position frequently to draw more things.

Shi Yuchuan sat at the position of the piece of paper that Zhang Binbin had swallowed when he inspected the studio in the abandoned campus. There happened to be an easel here. He explored it, but found no effective clues. This easel was no different from the others.

[I have to find a way quickly, otherwise, wouldn't I be a poor student? 】The system rejected it very much. How could its host, which combines morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, be a poor student who handed in a blank paper!

"Xiao Chuan, what's your situation today..." Zhuang Zhao was sitting next to Shi Yuchuan, he rubbed his head secretly, with a hint of panic in his tone.

"You actually handed in a blank paper, and you handed in several papers at once!"

"Yeah." Shi Yuchuan nodded, his tone was a little cold: "So what will be the consequences of handing in a blank paper?"

"Consequences? Aren't you afraid of disappearing?" Zhuang Zhao didn't understand why his classmates were so calm after handing in the blank paper.

"Disappear? Tell me in detail?"

"Just disappear! You didn't even look at our colors..."

But when Shi Yuchuan pricked up his ears and waited for an explanation, the door of the studio was pushed open.

"Let's draw hands today." Bai Yan's voice entered the classroom with a strong smell of blood, interrupting the students who were chatting in various ways.

There was silence in the classroom. He was wearing the white shirt he had when he met Shi Yuchuan last night, with his left arm curled up and a black coat over it, and his drooping right hand was holding a severed hand that was still bleeding.

It's just that this hand is completely black and white, and even the dripping blood has no color.

He walked into the classroom slowly, and put the severed hand on the round table. He seemed to be in a good mood, and even made a pose before leaving. If it weren't for the gray blood dripping all over the floor, all this might look more normal.

It was the first time for Shi Yuchuan to seriously look at this new Bai Yan. Last time, he was in a dazed state of hunger, and he couldn't communicate well at all. He only remembered the sweetness of that person's blood.

Evil desire has a bright color, which is incompatible with this space, and his flamboyant dark golden eyes are full of hatred.

[...Ah, this is Xiao Baimao? 】

The system and Shi Yuchuan were stunned for a while before they could react. This appearance was a bit unexpected.

[I thought he would appear from some wall, glass, mirror, etc. like last night, but I didn't expect him to walk through the door. 】The system's emotional perception of outsiders is weak, and it is still lamenting such a normal way of appearing on the stage.

However, Shi Yuchuan didn't answer, he just stared at the person standing aside with folded arms after posing with his severed hand.

The same face, the same voice.

But even if all these are superimposed, Bai Yan, representing malice and desire, is quite different from the Bai Yan he once knew.

Shi Yuchuan lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was inaudible.

"……It's him."

He raised his head and bumped into a pair of golden pupils. For the first time in a clear state, he looked directly at these eyes with destructive desires. The emotions inside were so complicated that they almost burned him.

Evil Yu smiled, and his tone carried an indescribably bad feeling.

"Is that Shi Yuchuan... Come to my office after class."

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