Demon Lord preaches the Tao in the infinite game

"President, President?"

"Who is the president?"

In the empty classroom, the desk;

"President, President?"

"Who is the president?"

In the empty classroom, all the tables and chairs were moved out, and only ten people stood in the center.

Surrounded by nine other people in the center was a tall boy with glasses and a gentle smile.

Han Ran rubbed the center of her eyebrows vigorously, and then lightly bumped Zeng Fugui beside her with her elbow.

"Where are we?"

"I don't remember." Zeng Fugui said in a low voice. He tried hard to recall, but he could only remember that he followed them to find the old newspaper.

Yes, newspapers!

"Do you still remember the content in the newspaper?" Zeng Fugui gestured vigorously, trying to tell Han Ran how important this matter was.

"I don't remember." The person who answered Zeng Fugui was not Han Ran, but Ye Bugui who was standing beside her.

Ye Bugui's expression was very ugly now, as if he was going to kill everyone in the room in the next second.

Zeng Fugui, who was so blessed, immediately turned his head and looked around. As expected, he only saw a few strange faces, but he didn't see Lu Shi.

At that moment, although Zeng Fugui was not as angry as Ye Bugui, he still panicked involuntarily.

Without Lu Shi's great combat power, Zeng Fugui didn't even know how they would survive.

However, the few of them were clearly standing together last second, why they suddenly separated now, what happened in the middle of it!

Wei Jin also walked over, the back of his head was aching, as if someone had hit him hard with a stick.

"Everyone..."

Just as the four of them were planning to exchange information with each other, they didn't expect the tall boy standing among them to speak first.

And Ye Bugui was even more surprised to find that he didn't care about that person in his heart, he just wanted to find Lu Shi immediately.But now he still involuntarily shut his mouth, and looked expectantly at the boy who was about to speak.

This feeling was extremely strange to Ye Bugui, he didn't know why this happened.

Could it be... Is this some kind of dungeon rule?

He had no choice but to give up, bite the bullet and continue listening, wondering what this person would say in the end.

"Today is the third meeting of our Ghost Story Club."

As soon as this sentence came out, the expressions of all of them changed.Ye Bugui, who was originally impatient, immediately raised his head, with surprise written all over his face.

how could this be……

They worked so hard and searched for the strange Tansha along the way, but the strange Tansha unexpectedly appeared in front of them on its own initiative.

Han Ran opened her mouth wide, unable to utter a word in surprise.

At such a time, it was some kind of misfortune that they didn't have Lu Shi by their side.

Wei Jin frowned. In his opinion, Lu Shi's disappearance must not be an accident.

More likely, this is a premeditation by someone in the dungeon.

They were afraid of Lu Shi's power, so they drove him away in advance?

At this time, the president suddenly walked in front of Ye Bugui, so the other strange faces all turned their heads in unison, staring at Ye Bugui who was full of anxiety.

The president lowered his head, looked at Ye Bugui's trembling legs, and couldn't help asking:

"You look very anxious, did you forget to do something?"

Ye Bugui didn't want to tear up his face immediately, so he could only suppress his inner emotions, and said casually:

"A friend of mine is missing, President, he was obviously still with us just now."

After the president heard Ye Bugui's serious speech, the bright and cheerful boy suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard such an interesting joke.

"I'm sorry, I would like to ask, is what you're saying now true or just a weird story you just came up with? If it's the latter, I must say that your ability to tell stories needs to be improved..."

"It's true!" Ye Bugui became angry in an instant, mainly because he could feel that the president in front of him was an ordinary person through and through, so Ye Bugui was not afraid of him at all.

"Okay," the president pushed Ye Bugui away, turned around, and said softly, "We don't welcome strangers at the Guidan Club, so your friend is definitely not here. Do you intend to continue to participate in our party, or leave immediately here?"

"Of course..." Ye Bugui said without hesitation, "I'm staying here."

He told himself to calm down, if he and Lu Shi switched identities now, he believed that Lu Shi would definitely make the same choice as himself.

The president opposite finally laughed: "Well, very good, you made a smart choice."

Speaking of this, it suddenly rained heavily outside, followed by deafening thunder.

Han Ran frowned, and when she saw the clock hanging on the classroom wall from the corner of her eye, she couldn't help asking:

"It's so late now, if we don't leave, we will be locked up in the school."

She remembered very clearly that after zero o'clock, the teaching building would be immediately closed.

The president on the side raised his eyebrows, and he raised his head, as if he thought Han Ran's question was very interesting:

"Isn't that better, no one will rush in to disturb us. I don't think everyone has any objections to sleeping in the classroom for one night, right?"

A few people they didn't know shook their heads in unison.

Han Ran had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, she understood that the people in this room were all crazy.

"We seem to be reliving that night." Wei Jin was the one who spoke at this time: "Just in time, we are about to know what happened in the end of that night."

After Wei Jin finished speaking in a voice that only they could hear, they felt that someone was staring at them.

When he looked up, he met the creepy smile of the president.

Wei Jin felt a little uncomfortable, which made him quickly turn his head aside.

"Since everyone has no opinions," the president smiled and opened his hands: "Then let's start tonight's main event! Everyone, please write down your favorite strange story on a piece of paper, and try to be as concise as possible!"

Then the president sent them the white note they had handed in before.

When Ye Bugui was thinking about what story he should make up, he didn't expect that the moment he picked up the note, a line of text appeared on the blank note.

At that moment, Ye Bugui's expression changed.

Could it be that they even have to inherit the fate of those who died?

Just when Ye Bugui was thinking deeply, the president spoke again.

It's just that what he said this time made all four of them feel chilled.

"Everyone, after you finish writing your strange stories, I will gather all your notes back."

"Next, we'll play an interesting game. You can draw lots from me. You must complete the ritual of the monster you drew."

"How about it, isn't it very interesting? Maybe everyone here today will have a chance to see ghosts!"

Han Ran's fists are hardened, the president really has a problem!

Although she has forgotten the contents of the newspapers she once read, she still remembers what her classmates said when they chatted with her.

The president is the only survivor.

He must be pretending to be crazy, all this must be his plan!

Han Ran turned around and saw the same thoughts in the eyes of his teammates.

It's just that there is a problem in front of them, how can they break the situation?

Especially now that their main force, Lu Shi, is gone, can they still break the situation violently?

But Ye Bugui looked so calm and calm.

Right now Ye Bugui thought of Lu Shi, if Lu Shi were here, what would he do?

……

When Lu Shi woke up, he found himself lying on a big blank and soft bed.

"You're finally awake." Lu Shi opened his eyes, and a man with glasses and a gentle expression was standing beside the bed.

Lu Shi knew that he absolutely did not know the person in front of him.

He was wearing a long striped blue coat.

It's a pity that Lu Shi didn't know the rules of this world, and he didn't know that the clothes the other party was wearing represented another identity of him, a mental patient.

That's right, when Lu Shi woke up, he was first picked up and taken to a mental hospital, and then sent to a hospital bed.

"I, why am I here."

Lu Shi frowned, he was obviously reading the newspaper, and he was obviously about to find the Ghost Story Club and deal with that potential enemy.

But Lu Shi couldn't think of it, but he suddenly fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

And... Lu Shi turned his head sideways, and looked coldly at the man standing in front of his bed, pretending to be very kind.

Something is wrong, goodness for no reason may exist in the real world, but it will never appear in the copy.

"That's what everyone asks when they wake up."

The patient laughed so happily that he even turned around and began to play with the flowers he put on the windowsill.

Sunlight poured through the curtains and poured all over the floor.

Such a beautiful picture does not look like a copy at all.

But Lu Shi had already experienced the Dream Come True Group, so he knew that everything in the dungeon might be false.

But he didn't intend to expose all of this right away, he wanted to see what the kind-hearted man in front of him was trying to sell.

"Really, should I appear here?" Lu Shi asked calmly.

"You've already asked this, so it must be right." The patient raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was very comfortable:

"Doctors say we're not sick until one day we realize we're really sick."

"Is there something wrong with this sentence?" Lu Shi asked back.

"Of course, but what the doctor said, how can we refute it! Otherwise, why are they doctors and we are just patients."

The patient chuckled, squatted down suddenly, and dragged out a box from under the bed:

"You play a game with me!"

The author says:

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