After the evil god was mistaken for a weak cannon fodder [Unlimited]

Jane Bumian poked in the lottery and randomly drew a lot.

"Team 004" was written on the wooden pole.

After all the players have drawn lots, the class teacher will start to read the group names in order, and let the players who have drawn the corresponding number of groups come to gather.

The teacher in charge quickly read the No. 004 group, and Jian Bumian followed the instructions and came to the place where the No. 004 group gathered.

When he saw his two team members, he couldn't help being stunned——they were all members of the Star Hunter Alliance?

One is Bai Yue, and the other is an old man who volunteered in the classroom and wanted to sacrifice.

Jane Bumian has an impression of this old man, they met in a 90s copy of Hong Kong style.

That dungeon has a sense of time, old-fashioned open-air theaters, slot machine game halls, mansions, and streets are full of girls with wavy hair.

Moreover, the players who entered that dungeon were all elderly people over the age of 60.

Because the physique of the elderly is too limited, this dungeon was saved by Jane Bumian, and only two or three players survived in the end.

Seeing Jian Wumian and Mianmian, Bai Yue was surprised for a moment, and soon regained his composure.

The old man was a little flustered, and trembled unnaturally: "My name is Lao Li."

Jane Bumian: "I remember you."

Jian Bumian, Bai Yue, Lao Li, and their children sat around a big round table.

Like them, all players were divided into groups of three to six, with a total of about twenty groups.

Some players are lucky, and the team members assigned to them are all young people with normal IQs, and the children they bring look well-behaved and have no major problems.

And a small number of players are more unlucky.

For example, the Jane Sleepless group.

The audience in the live broadcast room became nervous.

[It feels like Mianmian's group is full of old, weak, sick and disabled. 】

[I hope it's not a physical competition... If one of these three people can't do it, everyone will be obliterated. 】

[Ahhh, sitting still, it's too suffocating for this activity. 】

Soon, the Children's Day activities will begin.

The salute sounded, the ribbons were scattered on the ground, and the cheerful nursery rhymes came from the kindergarten radio.

But in the ears of every player, it is undoubtedly the bell of death.

After a while, a teacher held a stack of papers similar to test papers and handed them out to each player.

【Children's Day Activities: Fun Recitation Competition. 】

[Recite an excerpt from "Xiang Jixuan Zhi" in classical Chinese]

[Rules of the competition: Which group can memorize the fastest in the competition, the top ten groups who recite in front of the teacher will win, and the other groups will be eliminated.

In the reciting group, every child must be able to recite, if there is a child who cannot recite, the whole group will be eliminated. 】

"........."

When Bai Yue saw the rules of the game, he couldn't help cursing.

"God damn fun recitation contest."

Jane Bumian was silent, and she could tell by looking at the rules of the game that this dungeon had begun to sieve people.

Jian Bumian took a look at this selection of classical Chinese: "The selection is not long, only a few hundred words. Let's work hard together."

But the description of "not long" is for players, for three-year-old children who can't even recognize the words, a few hundred words of classical Chinese may be the same as a heavenly book.

Bai Yue's child couldn't even see it.

Xiao Baiyue took off the black cloth, revealing his gray eyes.

He held the paper printed in classical Chinese in his small hand, opened his eyes wide, and tried hard to read the words clearly.

But no matter how he struggled, he could only see a cloud of gray.

Bai Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so he said to Xiao Baiyue: "Come here, I'll read it to you, you memorize it slowly, don't worry, this is just a small activity."

Bai Yue took Xiao Bai Yue to a quiet corner under a tree, and began to read classical Chinese.

As for Jane Bumian, only the old man and him are left.

Mianmian obediently stood beside Jian Bumian, he tugged at the corner of Jian Bumian's clothes, tilted his head, and whispered:

"Brother, can you quickly teach me to recite? I'm afraid that other children have finished memorizing, and I still don't understand..."

Mianmian can understand the rules of Children's Day activities.

Only ten teams can win.

He didn't want his brother to lose.

Jane Bumian didn't notice Mianmian's whisper.

His attention was on the old man.

The old man clutched the classical Chinese paper tightly with his withered wood-like hands, and his brows were deeply frowned.

The old man's children don't understand what an endorsement is, they just squat on the ground and play with crickets.

Jian Bumian asked: "Lao Li, do you not know how to read?"

It is normal for an old man as old as Lao Li to be illiterate.

Lao Li's face turned pale, and he looked hastily: "Yes..."

Although the children of other players are naughty and ignorant, the players themselves are adults and can teach children to recite.

But as a player, he can't recognize words, not even a child.

It doesn't matter if he can't handle it by himself, but if he can't handle it, it will drag the whole group down.

His drooping old head and brown-spotted hands trembled uncontrollably.

Sitting next to him, Jane Bumian called Mianmian and his children over: "Let me read this classical Chinese article to the children once, Lao Li, and you listen too."

"it is good."

Jane Bumian coughed a few times, calming down her voice.

The boy's voice was clear and soft, and any words he read were like humming softly.

Soon, he read the last paragraph.

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as graceful as a canopy."

Normal people would not be able to memorize words that were read only once, so Jian Bumian repeated it a few more times.

Mianmian blinked, stumbled and repeated the beginning.

Lao Li's lips trembled, trying to recite the beginning just like Mianmian.

If he can recite it, he can teach his children instead, without bothering Jane Bumian.

He recited the first sentence: "Since Yu has this ambition, in the next five years, I..."

In the end, like swallowing a hard-boiled egg in his throat, he hesitated and couldn't recite it.

Lao Li glanced at his child, and the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up.

——His child didn't listen to Jane's sleepless reading at all, but sat on the ground and played with the crickets all the time!

Although he did have this kind of virtue when he was a child, he got angry when he saw it, raised his hand, and slapped the little boy on the back of the head hard!

"Tell you not to endorse! Damn little bastard!"

"Wow-"

Frightened by the sudden pain, the little boy rolled on the ground and burst into tears.

Jane Bumian: "..."

In the end, Jane Bumian comforted the little boy, and the little boy barely stopped crying, sat on the ground, hiccupped, and began to read classical Chinese while listening to Jane Bumian.

Jian Bumian read it many times in a row, and Mianmian has almost mastered it, but the little boy's eyes are still confused, and he can't speak a few words after stumbling.

It is indeed very difficult for an illiterate child who grew up in an old-fashioned village to learn to recite classical Chinese in a short period of time.

Lao Li became more and more anxious when he saw that his child could not recite the book.

Mianmian will recite it, and Bai Yue's child will definitely do it too.

In this group, he is the only one left.

If he caused the group to fail to recite the book in the top ten and caused the group members to be wiped out, he would not be able to forgive himself.

Lao Li bent over and looked at the surrounding groups tremblingly.

Five of the ten places for victory had already been taken.

The members of these five groups are all foreign players, and none of them are members of the Star Hunter Alliance.

No matter what, this made Lao Li anxious to slap his thigh.

He almost got on his knees and begged for his childhood.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, your brain should be a little bit smarter, and memorize it quickly!"

The little boy was frightened by his parents' tone, his cheeks flushed, and he read half-familiarly: "Ting, there is a loquat tree in the court, the year my wife died, the year when my wife died... woo woo wow I don't remember..."

Jane Bumian's mood is completely different from that of Lao Li.

He knows not to be in a hurry when dealing with children, and it is useless to be in a hurry.

He stroked the little boy's hair, squatted down, and led him to read "Xiang Jixuan Zhi" several times.

Then, the little boy still didn't understand.

The little boy realized that he was lagging behind, his eyes blinked and he was about to cry again.

Lao Li was even more anxious, but he couldn't read and couldn't teach his children.

He couldn't help but take a look at how many of the ten places were left.

On the blackboard, the chalk word "five" was originally written, but now it has become "one".

Only one spot left!

The group that had already won the game sat on the side to rest, talking and laughing.

There is still no member of the Star Hunter Alliance among these group members, which is very strange.

Lao Li didn't take this strange phenomenon to heart.

All he could think about was that his child couldn't memorize books.

Both Xiao Baiyue and Mianmian have finished memorizing the books.

If his children also memorize the book, they can immediately grab the last spot.

He is missing.

He's missing...

The old man was stooped, his face was gray and his body trembled.

He walked forward slowly, interrupting Jian Bumian who was teaching his child: "Mr. Jian Bumian, I want to take my child to the bathroom."

"it is good."

People have three urgencies, and Jane Bumian agreed without thinking too much.

After Lao Li left, Jian Bumian took a breath to moisten her dry throat.

He didn't forget to take a look at how many customs clearance places were left.

...only one team spot left.

Jane Bumian was not surprised. It took four or five hours just to teach Lao Li's children.

After a while, Jane Bumian realized something was wrong.

...Why is none of the team members who cleared the level a member of the Starhunter Alliance?

Jane Bumian frowned.

Bai Yue appeared behind him at some point and patted his shoulder.

Bai Yue: "I know why."

Jane Bumian: "?"

Bai Yue sighed lightly: "They all want you to live, so they didn't let their children endorse, and they automatically gave up this quota."

"..."

Jane Bumian opened her eyes wide and was silent for a long time.

He has never encountered such a situation.

He doesn't like others sacrificing their lives for him.

Jian Bumian thought for a long time: "Let's take a step and take a look. ... By the way, where is Lao Li?"

Lao Li went to the bathroom and didn't come back for half an hour.

Jane Bumian had a bad feeling in her heart, and said to Bai Yue, "Let's go and have a look."

Bai Yue: "Okay."

The restroom of Little Talent Kindergarten is in a remote corner.

The washroom is very old-fashioned. There is a washbasin at the entrance. The washstand is not a round washbasin in a modern style, but a long one.

As soon as Jane Bumian approached the bathroom, she saw Lao Li buried headlong into the long sink, motionless.

Bai Yue was the first to step forward and patted Lao Li on the shoulder. After the other party still didn't move, he simply grabbed Lao Li's collar and asked the other party to raise his face.

When Bai Yue saw Lao Li's face, his expression changed slightly.

"Old Li is dead."

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