They Are Not Human!

1,

Ozzy is tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of Wen Qing like a mountain, staring at Wen Qing with beast-like eyes, very oppressive.

Wen Qing's wrist was pinched and hurt, and when he met Ozzy's green eyes, his brain was so frightened that he couldn't react to what he was saying.

He asked blankly, "What, what bite?"

With calm eyes, Ozzy took a step forward, put his right foot between Wen Qing's feet, and slowly leaned over: "What do you think?"

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide, feeling the more obvious changes in the other party.

bite, mouth...

It was only then that Wen Qing came to her senses, backed away in panic, and froze when she hit the tiles, and stammered, "You, you misunderstood."

"I didn't think that."

He has absolutely no intention of trading his body for customs clearance!

What's going on with this foreigner!

The gentle voice was choked with nervousness and fear, Ozzy's throat pressed down, and the fire in his body burned more and more vigorously.

"If not..." Oz paused, then said slowly, "You can think about it now."

Wen Qing's eyes were red, and she held back her crying: "I, I've thought about it."

"no need."

He took a step to the side and pulled his hand vigorously, but still couldn't break free from Ozzy's hand, the temperature on his stomach was getting hotter and hotter, slowly moving up.

Wen Qing didn't dare to move anymore.

Ozzy pursed his lips, feeling his body trembling slightly under his palm, and the skin touched by his fingertips was delicate and silky, and he couldn't help rubbing it lightly.

In the next second, I saw Wen Qing shaking even more violently, and mist filled his eyes.

Wen Qing pressed against the tiles tightly, and said tremblingly, "I, I can help you find someone."

He tried to reason with Ozzy: "Just, the one just now is pretty good, good-looking, proactive..."

Ozzy lowered his eyes, and stroked Wen Qing's wrist with his thumb. There were still some drops of water on his arm, which was slippery and cool, and it was hard to put it down.

After a while, Ozzy said, "Do you have props?"

Wen Qing didn't dare to look at him, and shook her head slightly: "No."

Oz asked in a low voice, "Why is there no response?"

Wen Qing didn't understand: "What, what's the reaction?"

Oz rolled his eyelids and took another half step forward.

The two of them crossed their legs, and Wen Qing's scalp was numb from his heat.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Oz suddenly laughed.

Wen Qing trembled with fright, raised her eyes subconsciously, and saw the corners of Ozzy's lips raised, as if a vicious dog grinned after seeing a satisfied food.

Wen Qing was even more frightened, tears rolled around her eyes, and fell down patter.

Seeing this, Ozzy said slowly: "There is a problem with the prayer."

He turned slightly sideways, leaning against the soft flesh on Wen Qing's waist: "You are not affected."

Wen Qing's mind was a little confused, and it took a while to understand what Oz meant.

Ozzy and Zhang Chengrun were affected and had this kind of reaction.

So Ozzy just asked him for props,

Does that sentence mean that you want to help each other?

Not forcing him?

Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes, sniffed her nose: "I also felt a little bit at first, and then I washed my face and it was fine."

The reaction of normal people should be to wash your face and calm down!

Sensing that Oz was still looking at him, Wen gently suggested, "Would you like to try it too?"

Ozzy turned his head to look at the washstand.

Wen Qing's eyes wandered, looking at the locked door on the right, ready to wait for Ozzy to leave, and immediately ran to open the door.

With a distance of two or three meters, he should be able to run out.

Wen Qing was ready, and in the next second, Ozzy took a step towards the washstand and dragged him to the mirror.

Ozzy stood in front of him, blocking the way, and then slowly let go of his hand. His eyes fell on Wen Qing from the beginning to the end.

Wen Qing stood by the wall helplessly, afraid that he would rush over suddenly.

After admiring the gentle and trembling appearance for a while, Ozzy raised his chin and uttered two words: "Wash your face."

Wen Qing's first reaction was to make way sideways, he leaned against the wall, and waited for a while, Ozzy remained motionless, still looking at himself.

He gradually understood what Ozzy meant.

This is to let myself wash his face!

Wen pursed his lips lightly. There were no towels beside the sink, only paper towels.

He took out a paper towel, touched it with a little water, and the paper towel became mushy, unable to wipe his face at all.

Wen Qing struggled for a long time, so she raised her hands to catch the water and held it in front of Ozzy.

Before proceeding to the next step, he whispered, "I, I washed it."

Ozzy responded.

Wen Qing took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand and splashed water on Ozzy's face.

Ozzy lowered his eyes, and the cold water dripped from the corner of his forehead. The intense heat in his body faded away little by little, and his body gradually returned to calm.

After Wen lightly splashed the water, he immediately hid in the corner, leaning his back against the wall, and stared at Ozzy.

Time passed minute by minute.

Oz stood where he was, looking at Wen Qing's face.

His body returned to calm, but his heart was still restless.

Wen gently looked down at his body to make sure that he had calmed down. He leaned against the wall and moved towards the door in small steps: "I, I'll go first."

When approaching the door, he immediately quickened his pace, unlocked it and rushed out.

Ozzy looked at his running back, stuck out his tongue, and slowly licked the drops of water from his lips.

*****

Wen Qing ran out of the toilet without looking back, and ran to the classroom.

As soon as he ran to the door of the classroom, he was suddenly pulled out.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"it's me."

Wen Qing tilted his head and met Bai Tong's worried eyes.

Bai Tong asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Wen Qing said slowly: "Toilet."

His voice was nasal, Bai Tong frowned, saw his red eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Is something wrong?"

Wen shook his head lightly, then nodded again: "I met Ozzy in the toilet."

Bai Tong's gaze swept over his body calmly, and when he saw the red mark on his wrist, his gaze paused: "And then?"

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then whispered, "It's nothing."

"There seems to be something wrong with the prayers we read in class..." He organized his words for a while, and said to Bai Tong in a low voice, "Because I was a little hot, I went to the toilet to wash my face, and I was fine after washing."

"Then Ozzy and Zhang Chengrun came over, they were also hot, and that, that physical reaction was obvious, and Ozzy returned to normal after washing his face."

Bai Tong looked at Wen's slightly red ears and asked, "Did Ozzy do anything to you?"

Wen pursed his lips lightly, said to do it, Ozzy actually didn't do anything to him, said he didn't do it, Ozzy stuck to him...

He didn't know what to say to Bai Tong for a while.

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Bai Tong looked away and said in a low voice, "I see."

"In the classroom just now, the few people who read the prayers did it directly in the classroom."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Bai Tong added: "In front of everyone."

"The other students seem to be used to this kind of thing."

Wen Qing was stunned.

Bai Tong analyzed in a low voice: "It should have something to do with the god here."

The embodiment of love and desire.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and for some reason, she suddenly thought of Yu Xing.

"There is a problem in this school, you have to be careful," Bai Tong looked at Wen Qing's moist eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Don't walk around alone, you can come to me if you need something."

Wen Qing's eyes lit up, and Bai Tong meant that he was willing to cover him in this dungeon.

He couldn't help bending his lips, and asked, "Then, can I find you if I need to go to the bathroom?"

Except for going to the toilet, he should not walk around alone.

Bai Tong paused, thinking of other places.

Seeing him in a daze, Wen Qing thought that Bai Tong was unwilling, and quickly said: "No, it's fine."

Bai Tong cleared his throat and replied, "Yes."

Wen gently bowed his head and said, "Thank you."

He was about to walk to the classroom, but Bai Tong grabbed him again: "Where's your mask?"

Wen gently touched his face, and said honestly: "I left it in the toilet."

He doesn't really want to get...

He tilted his head blankly and asked Bai Tong: "What's the matter? Do you want a mask?"

Looking at his beautiful and delicate eyebrows, Bai Tong sighed softly in his heart, this face cannot be hidden forever.

"Nothing, let's go."

Walking to the door of the classroom, Wen Qing glanced around, then stopped, Zhang Chengrun was not in the classroom.

He whispered to Bai Tong: "Have you seen Zhang Chengrun?"

He hadn't had time to tell him about the water.

Bai Tong remembered the scene of Zhang Chengrun rubbing his body against himself not long ago, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was indifferent: "He has found a solution, he should be fine now."

Wen Qing was a little confused, why the bell rang before the three words were spoken.

He hurried back to his seat.

I don’t know when there were two big words written on the blackboard-self-study.

Wen Qing looked at the only little yellow book on the table, and silently closed it.

Who would want to self-study this kind of thing!

Not long after, two hurried footsteps sounded from the back door.

Wen Qing quietly looked over, it was Zhang Chengrun and another male player with a cropped cut.

Both of them were disheveled. Zhang Chengrun's footsteps were sloppy, and his eyes were full of spring. As he walked, the man with a cropped hair pinched Zhang Chengrun's buttocks.

It was obvious what the two of them had done.

Wen Qing took a second look at Zhang Chengrun, saw that his face was full of satisfaction, and he didn't look like he was being forced, so she looked away.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at four o'clock sharp, Teacher Chen walked into the classroom again, still holding the roster and a bunch of keys in his hand.

"The bedroom has been allocated."

Teacher Chen stepped onto the podium and said to everyone: "The dormitory is a three-person room, three rooms and one living room."

"There are not many dormitories, so some new students will live with other students."

"I'll report the dormitory number and come up to get the key."

"201: Zhang Chengrun, Chen Qian, Qian Gangfeng."

"305: Bai Tong, Li Jingjing, Chen Qiang."

…………

"406: Oz, Wen Qing."

2,

Hearing Oz's name, Wen Qing froze.

Why are he and Oz roommates? !

The next second, Ozzy on the right got up and walked towards the podium, his steps brought a breeze.

Wen Qing raised his eyes cautiously, but Oz looked indifferent and didn't even look at him.

He calmed down a little, thinking that what happened in the toilet just now might have been influenced by prayers.

As powerful as Ozzy, there is no reason to look at such a waste.

"Wen Qing." Teacher Chen called again.

Wen Qing came back to her senses, stood up slowly, and went to get the key.

As soon as he stood up, the eyes of all the players focused on his face.

One is because Wen Qing has not taken off the mask before, and everyone is curious about his appearance, and the other is because his appearance makes people unable to look away. Unlike other players, he has a clean aura of a teenager, as if he has no Experienced the destruction of the infinite world.

Wen took two steps lightly, and soon realized that everyone was staring at him, his fair cheeks turned red inch by inch, and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

He quickened his pace, trotted to the podium and took the key.

There were two people beside the podium looking for the key, their bodies blocked part of Wen Qing's scorching sight.

Wen exhaled lightly, and saw the key with the 406 label at a glance.

He picked up the key, hesitated for a moment, and called softly: "Mr. Chen."

Teacher Chen saw that it was Wen Qing who was calling him, and his face became more and more pleasant: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing raised her eyes nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, can I change the dormitory?"

Teacher Chen's expression didn't change much, and he said with a smile, "God likes you new classmates very much."

Wen Qing blinked, thinking, does it mean that it can be changed?

In the next second, he heard Mr. Chen say: "The dormitory assignment is an oracle."

"You are to be honored."

After the words fell, the students in the class shouted in unison: "Thank God!"

Wen Qing was taken aback, realizing that the dormitory could not be changed.

Seeing Teacher Chen staring straight at him, he stammered and echoed, "Thank you, God."

After finishing speaking, Wen Qing quickly turned around and walked back to her seat.

Halfway there, a foot suddenly protruded from the aisle, blocking his way.

Wen Qing froze for a moment, turned her head, it was an unfamiliar inch-cut player.

The inch-cut player looked him up and down, eyes full of lust.

Wen Qing frowned, stepped over this foot, and walked to the seat.

The player stared at his back, tut tut: "I don't know what it looks like to fuck."

"You should give up on that," Zhang Chengrun sneered, glanced at Ozzy in the last row, and reminded, "He is from Ozzy."

"Just now in the bathroom, Ozzy left him."

The player turned his head to look back, and as expected, he met Oz's ghost-like green eyes. He quickly turned and sat down, cursing in a low voice.

Wen Qing didn't hear the slight movement behind him, he quickly returned to his seat, just as he sat down, a lazy voice sounded beside him: "Don't you want to live with me?"

Wen Qing tilted his head and looked at his deskmate lying on the table.

The dormitory is for three people, and the other teacher didn't report his name, so is he at the same table?

"Huh?" The voice at the same table was pleasant, and the voice was a little floaty, like a small hook hanging in the air, even if it was just a monosyllabic word, it was enchanting and seductive.

Wen Qing's ears were slightly hot, and she quickly whispered: "No, it's not."

"It's not me..." The deskmate snorted softly and continued, "Then you don't want to live with another person?"

"Um...the man named Oz?"

He said Ozzy's name lightly, and Wen Qing's eyelids twitched. Afraid of being heard by Ozzy, he quickly turned sideways, turned his back to Ozzy, and explained: "It has nothing to do with you, I want to live with other classmates .”

"Another classmate?" The tablemate moved his hand, and slowly raised his head, revealing an indisputable face.

Wen Qing stared at him blankly, isn't this new deskmate too good-looking?

Ji Junfeng tested God lazily, resting his chin with one hand: "Who is it?"

The shirt on his body is crooked, the neckline is wide open, revealing half of his pectoral muscles, and there are several wounds on his neck and collarbone. He has a kind of lust all over his body, and his every move seems to be hooking your desire.

Wen Qing was dazed, and couldn't help thinking, compared with this person, Yu Xing is considered restrained.

Ji Junfeng leaned forward, leaned in front of Wen Qing, exhaled like blue: "Who do you want to live with?"

Wen Qing smelled the strong fragrance coming towards his face, the temperature on his face rose suddenly, his eyes wandered, he didn't know where to look: "He, and friends..."

Ji Junfeng asked again: "Can't you tell me my name?"

He slowly opened his lips and called Wen Qing's name: "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her head, and suddenly her gaze stopped.

From his perspective, he could clearly see what was inside Ji Junfeng's neckline. There were large and small wounds on his chest and waist, with bruises and scabs...

Ji Junfeng laughed softly, raised his hand to unbutton the few remaining buttons on his chest, and directly exposed his entire chest to Wen Qing: "Want to see it?"

"I still want to..." He curled his lips, raised the tails of his eyes, and asked lightly, "Do something else?"

Wen Qing's entire face flushed red, and her ears were so red that they were bleeding.

Ji Junfeng just looked at him like this, and didn't get dressed for a while.

Wen Qing couldn't take it anymore, she raised her hand nervously, trying to help Ji Junfeng pull up his clothes.

Unexpectedly, Ji Junfeng turned his body, and his hand was straight on the opponent's chest, touching a soft spot.

Ji Junfeng panted lightly.

His voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it.

Wen Qing immediately withdrew her hand, her mind went blank, and she froze: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Ji Junfeng bent his lips and smiled, and gently touched the back of Wen Qing's hand with his slender fingers: "Why do you have to apologize?"

"do you want……"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Qing quickly moved the chair to the right: "I don't want to, I don't want to think about anything."

Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.

Suddenly, the get out of class bell rang.

"get out of class."

Wen Qing immediately stood up and ran to the first row of the classroom without looking back, looking for Bai Tong.

Seeing his panicked appearance, Bai Tong frowned: "Did something happen?"

Wen shook his head lightly, blushed and whispered, "That's, that's the classmate in the class, that, that..."

Bai Tong glanced back, the students in the original class were more restrained than last time, and they didn't do it directly, but the touching and pinching movements still existed, and everyone was used to it, and some passing by would stop by a hand.

Bai Tong frowned, and said to Wen Qing: "Your other roommate is not a player."

Wen Qing nodded, and replied in a low voice: "I know, it's my deskmate."

Hearing this, Bai Tong looked at the seat in the corner of the classroom, but there was no one there.

He whispered to Wen Qing: "I'll go to your place first at night, and I'll go back to my room before curfew."

Wen Qing didn't refuse his kindness, and thanked him softly: "Thank you."

The last class was also a self-study class. Ji Junfeng didn't come back for the whole class, Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went to Bai Tong when the bell rang after class.

Walking out of the classroom, there is a faint smell of food in the air.

Wen Qing was so hungry that she looked towards the cafeteria ahead, and asked Bai Tong in a low voice: "We don't have a meal card, can we eat?"

Before Bai Tong could speak, a female voice sounded behind him: "The school does not charge for meals."

Wen Qing turned around and saw a familiar girl, the one she met in the men's room this afternoon.

The girl also recognized him and smiled at him: "In this seminary, all students are equal."

"Eat equally, live equally."

Wen nodded lightly and thanked her in a low voice.

The girl's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, and she said with a smile: "You're welcome, you can come to me if you need anything."

"My name is Jiang Jing, and I'm in Class 2."

"Anything." Jiang Jing emphasized again, and ran away with a smile.

Bai Tong looked at his back, frowned, and said to Wen Qing, "There is no gender concept in this school."

"Ah?" Wen Qing didn't react.

Bai Tong explained in a low voice while walking: "There is a female player in my dormitory."

"The girl just said that everyone is equal."

Only then did Wen Qing slowly realize that there is only one dormitory building in this seminary, which should be divided into two buildings for men and women.

that toilet...

Wen Qing recalled for a while, he didn't look carefully at the sign of the men's restroom, and when he passed by, he saw a standing toilet in the toilet and took it for granted that it was a men's restroom.

He had thought there would be a women's room at the end of the other end...

Wen Qing followed Bai Tong out of the teaching building in a trance, and after walking for a while, she found that they were heading towards the dormitory instead of the cafeteria.

"Aren't you going to the cafeteria?" Wen Qing asked.

Bai Tong nodded: "Observe for a day first, the food in the dungeon may not be safe."

Wen replied softly.

In the next second, there were two more chocolates and a pack of compressed biscuits in front of him.

"You're hungry," Bai Tong stuffed the chocolate into his hand and said softly, "This is brought from the world, bear with it tonight."

Wen Qing put away the chocolate, and asked in a low voice, "Can you bring everything from the world?"

Bai Tong shook his head: "No, I have my own space."

Wen Qing froze, then opened her eyes wide: "Dao, props?"

Bai Tong hummed: "It's not big, it can only hold a little stuff."

Wen nodded lightly, took two steps, and said softly, "I won't tell others."

Bai Tong laughed and said, "It's okay to say it, many people know about it."

Wen Qing hugged the food tightly, and nodded in a daze.

Bai Tong asked, "Didn't the system tell you which items cannot be brought into the dungeon?"

Wen shook his head lightly: "No."

In the next second, 001 said: [You didn't ask. 】

Wen Qing paused, and quickly thought in her heart: Yes, yes, it's all because I didn't ask.

Don't spend my money indiscriminately.

Bai Tong said to him: "Except for the clothes on the body, the bound props, and buffs, nothing from the world can be brought in."

Wen nodded slightly.

Walking to the door of the dormitory, two players in front of them were chatting about identity cards in a low voice. After catching a glimpse of Wen Qing and Bai Tong, they looked at each other and walked away quickly.

It was only then that Wen Qing remembered something he had forgotten, and he raised his head and asked Bai Tong: "Does every dungeon have an ID card?"

"Is the identity card of each copy different?"

Bai Tong responded: "Different dungeons are different. The identity card is a single clue for you. The system hopes that we will take the initiative to complete the task."

He continued to explain: "For example, my ID card hobby this time is reading books, which means that the library of this school has clues."

Wen Qing suddenly realized, it turned out to be like this.

Bai Tong asked, "What about yours?"

Wen paused for a moment, then said falteringly: "Bully, bully..."

Bai Tong was taken aback.

Wen Qing added in a low voice: "Brackets, passive."