God does not love the world [unlimited]

Shi Yu continued to move down the pen tip, and the color of the ink dots gradually became darker.

Shang Xia was easy to deal with, because at the beginning, he relied on the name on the title page of the textbook he sneaked to the playground to reveal that he was a student of Class 440. It didn't take much effort at all, and the other party had already put him in the safe range.

Because Lin Chenghuan had been a plastic ally with him two days ago, had a friendship with him when they sat at a table to discuss issues, and had also heard him explain their ideas to them with his own ears, so he basically didn't focus his suspicion on him.

Wu Qianchuan was almost schizophrenic due to the three murder cases, and now he was under the focus of everyone's suspicion, so his words were not strong.

The trouble is the two girls.

In this game, the two of them have always entered and exited at the same time, and the gender will always have more natural closeness to each other than other people.

Shi Yu lowered her eyelashes and wrote and drew on the paper.

[Obviously it’s a story between players, why am I so excited watching it. 】

[I used to watch too many players pecking at each other, and there was no emotion in my heart. Now I follow the boss and watch him play around with other players, and my heart is surging. It turns out that this is the correct way to open the perspective of God, and I burst into tears. 】

[At first I thought I was chasing a gentle little angel, but now it seems that I am also a big devil who borrows a knife to kill without batting an eye... I am a little disillusioned. 】

[How can this kind of place be so stupid and sweet if you want to survive, such a beautiful teacher who is both righteous and evil loves it even more! ! ! 】

【I'm scratching my head to know the follow-up development. The only ghost who was in the same camp as him was wiped out by his own hands. How is Shi Yu going to deal with the other players now? I can't fast-forward the real pain mask when I follow the real-time live broadcast. 】

[Ten players are only one ghost player, how can he be drawn by him with this one-tenth probability?Doesn't God's Domain balance the player's ability in this confrontational dungeon to balance the difficulty?Shang Xia, Lin Chenghuan, Xue Chengyu, they've all been in Xiajiutian for such a long time, whoever is better than him, a rookie who entered the game for the second time, right?Is there really no shady behind this? ? 】

[In front, I think Shi Meiren may have a purely non-chief physique, whoever tries it will know. 】

[The emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch, anyway, just follow him, I will wait for him to continue to be a god. 】

[Please don't deify him, don't forget that he is injured and can't run, jump or even move around freely. Are you sure you are recruiting him if you have to ask a teacher to be a god? 】

[I like him so I want him to take the first place, what's wrong?Can this be labeled as deliberately hacking?The little sister is also very skilled in both positive and negative compliments. Knowing that you are good in Chinese, there is no need to show off your culture. 】

[Just a reminder not to have such high expectations of him, does this become a label?Who's hating who?Sister, you are proficient and have done a lot, right? 】

【…】

[Is it my illusion? Why is there always arguing in the barrage when Shi Yu is involved in the live broadcast content?Can you still watch the live broadcast? 】

[There are a lot of people who are popular, and I have a hunch that if he loses this time, it’s fine. If he can really kill the other five players and win, he will definitely become the most legendary player in recent years. It is estimated that the fight will become Nikkei when it starts broadcasting in the future. 】

[I decided to find an opportunity to worship the ghost king. I hope Shi Meiren will quickly enter the personal live broadcast room allocated by Shangjiutian Shenyu. 】

[Why am I so flustered? My heart keeps jumping, I always feel that something will happen to Shimei facing so many players. 】

【... How long have you been dead and still have a heartbeat? 】

The temperature dropped this night, the sky was completely dark, and the cold wind could make people get goose bumps all over their bodies.

It is going to rain.

Shang Xia was lying on the table playing with a ballpoint pen, staring straight at the article in front of him.

Class points will be deducted for absence from evening self-study. Shi Yu was forgiven by the head teacher because of an accident, and Shang Xia, who suddenly ran out in the middle of the self-study, could not tell the news about his game bracelet. He committed the crime against the wind, and was directly fined to write a [-]-word self-criticism. After working for half a night, he could barely fill a sheet of paper, and he couldn't hold back the remaining [-] words.

After class ended with great difficulty, he threw the unfinished review on the desk, deciding to finish today's work tomorrow, but was asked by Shi Yu who passed by: "Have you finished writing the review?"

Shang Xia: "..."

He said: "Hurry up, I'll write the rest of the paragraph tomorrow, and go back now."

"The teacher said you have to hand it in tomorrow." Shi Yu said, looking at his expression, "How about I write it?"

The other party will be punished, in the final analysis, it is because of him.

Shang Xia quickly shook his head, and took out the review paper again: "I will do it myself. Do you go back by yourself first or wait to come with me?"

Shi Yu leaned against the edge of the table. The school doctor learned that his wheelchair was broken when he was in the infirmary, so he kindly borrowed a spare pair of crutches: "Go back first."

Shang Xia frowned, glanced at his legs worriedly, and looked at the expression of the handicapped: "Why don't you wait?"

"...I'm not disabled."

Shang Xia actually wanted to fight for it again, but unfortunately, he was afraid that the trembling would be annoying, so he had to swallow the rest of the words.

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Shi Yu left the classroom first, and was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, she went back to the library, picked up the "Shan Hai Jing" that had been dropped on the floor, and took a piece of paper from her pocket to wipe off the dust on the cover.

He passed the first floor with the book in his arms, just in time to see Wu Qianchuan rushing to the dormitory.

The other party didn't seem to see him, and didn't even pause for a moment, and slammed into his shoulder hard when brushing.He lost his footing all of a sudden, fell to the barrier-free ramp next to him, and hit his shoulder on the stainless steel railing.

Wu Qianchuan's instep was hit by the corner of the book, and he cursed: "You fucking...why are you lame again?"

When it came to the second half of the sentence, his tone changed insignificantly.

Shi Yu hadn't noticed the subtle change in his words, but the other party suddenly stepped forward and shackled his arm.

I squeezed so hard that the veins popped out on the back of my hand.

Then a hand covered his neck, and the man suddenly grabbed the other's thin neck skin.

Shi Yu subconsciously struggled, but it was a pity that he was at a disadvantage from the beginning and lost the opportunity, and his body, which had lost half his life in a car accident, really did not allow him to resist.

Wu Qianchuan's face was pulled in suddenly, only then did he realize that his eyes were wide open, bloodshot eyes were clearly visible on the eyeballs, and his lips trembled slightly.

It's a nervous breakdown.

The mental stress of the whole day was broken the moment he received the news from God's Domain.

Wu Qianchuan doesn't know which one of the people around him is trustworthy, and he doesn't know whether the player who talked and laughed with him in the last second will directly kill him in the next second. It is unbearable.

If only everyone else were dead.

If only everyone else were dead.

If the player is left alone, wouldn't he be able to survive?

It's only to blame that the other party bumped into him just when he had this thought, and also happened to be the cripple who seemed the least able to resist among all of them.

Isn't this God also hinting at him?

Wu Qianchuan tightly clasped the airway of the man under his hand, his calloused fingers sank deep into the man's skin, deeper and deeper, feeling the warm and sticky liquid soaking through the nails.

The physical strength enhanced by God's Domain is also not empty.

In a small and hopeless situation, it is very exciting to suddenly find that I can control the life and death of another person, as if I just got rid of the label of being weak and become extremely powerful.

He clutched at the opponent nervously, muttering to himself in a low, hoarse, broken voice like a demon: "Ghost... kill you... I win if you are all dead..."

... This person is finally crazy.

No matter how predictable Shi Yu is, he can't predict the brain circuit of a madman in advance.

He was roughly lifted halfway in the air by the man, his long hair was disheveled, his eyelashes drooped tremblingly, but his struggling hands gradually lost strength, and his fingertips lost their color.

"boom--"

The dropped hand hit the metal railing.

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At the same time, Shang Xia was still writing the last line in the classroom, while the other players returned to their dorms early, wary of unexpected situations that might come at night.

Suddenly there was a rumbling thunder, lightning pierced the sky, and it rained heavily.

A system message jumped into everyone's eyes:

[The progress of the side mission has been updated, and the total number of remaining players is five. 】

[Submission continuation]

No one expected that someone would suffer at this time.

According to the commonality of the players who died before, the time when the ghosts did their work was obviously at night.

Leaving aside what kind of waves this news caused in everyone's hearts, what's even more outrageous is that it was not until night that everyone discovered that the unexpected events that might have happened at night that they were initially vigilant about had come true.

But it was not ghosts who provoked it, but Shang Xia.

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Shang Xia walked back to the dormitory stepping on the spot.

He looked around and didn't see the person he was looking for. The vague uneasiness in his heart suddenly magnified when he received the system message, and he walked up to Lin Chenghuan in a few steps: "Where is Shi Yu?"

"Ask me?" Lin Chenghuan was slightly stunned, with obvious surprise on his face, "Didn't you guys walk together all the time? Why didn't he come back with you?"

He looked at the boy's sudden change of expression, and then realized something: "I haven't seen him since get out of class."

So it disappeared after being separated from the classroom.

Shang Xia turned around and went out.

Lin Chenghuan grabbed him subconsciously: "The lights are turned off, and you still plan to go out? Are you afraid of being watched by ghosts?"

Shang Xia raised his head expressionlessly, flipped his wrist, grabbed the hand that was originally on his forearm, and folded it down simply.

The sound of bone dislocation was accompanied by the sound of gasping for air. Lin Chenghuan's face turned pale from the pain, but he couldn't break free from his shackles.

"You reminded me." Shang Xia smiled lightly.He has a very aggressive appearance, usually restrained like a well-behaved young man, but now that there is no one around him, his aura suddenly changes, like a scorching sun, "The lights are all turned off, I am too inefficient alone, it really should be more Find some people."

Lin Chenghuan understood the meaning of his words, but he didn't have time to protest, but the other party seemed to have expected his resistance. With a strong hand, he buckled his arms behind his back and pushed him out of the room like a sack.

The door to the bedroom opposite was closed.

Shang Xia knocked on the door directly.

Wu Qianchuan inside saw the two of them through the crack of the door. He was about to open the door for a moment, but then he slammed it shut, but the door stopped turning.

Shang Xia put his foot in the crack of the door, supported the door frame with his hand, and kicked the door open with the other foot.

The man was slapped on the face by the door panel, and staggered back. The heavy metal door smashed hard on the wall, and the pale wall ash fell straight down.

Shang Xia reached out and grabbed the man's collar, raised his eyelids lazily, and smiled: "Why, seeing that I'm so guilty, have you done something wrong?"