I'm picking up equipment in a survival game

Chapter 112 Time is up, please answer (2)
"The buttons are not buttoned properly, and the hair is too long. Unqualified." The squad leader recorded with a blank expression.

"I...not. Teacher, it's my first time, give me a chance! Teacher..."

The boy who was judged as unqualified threw himself at the teacher's feet, begging her to give him a chance with fear in his eyes.Of course, failure is failure.The teacher kicked the person away violently and pressed a button on the bracelet.

Soon, two men with electric shock batons appeared outside the door.

"This, take it away!"

The two did not speak, but nodded to the teacher.Then he went forward and carried the student who was still begging for mercy to leave.

"Don't, don't...ah!"

A miserable cry came from outside the corridor. Those NPCs seemed to be used to it. Hearing the scream, they didn't even change their expressions, let alone looked out curiously.

It wasn't until a bloodstain splattered on the window that the sound outside disappeared.

When people came in again, they saw that not a single hair of his originally lush hair was left, and his buttons were fastened meticulously.Apart from his bald head, no skin injuries were found on him.

However, the bloodstain on the window clearly told them that this person was injured.

"That's right, go back to your seat!" The teacher looked at the students who came in with satisfaction.

The student nodded respectfully at her, and then walked over to his seat.There was no trace of pain on his face, and his expression was empty, as if he had lost his soul.

All the players were observing this man, and he didn't act strange after he took his seat, as if what happened just now hadn't happened, and he sat on his seat in an orderly manner.

"Hey, what's going on here?" The only player here who was exposed to the game for the first time asked the people behind him in panic.

"Hush." ​​The uncle signaled him to be quiet.Because when he was talking, the teacher looked over at them.

A pair of pitch-black eyes stared at them unblinkingly, with a cold expression, but it made people feel faintly uncomfortable.

"Uncle..." The man desperately wanted to seek a sense of security, obviously he didn't want to silence his voice.

The uncle was also anxious in his eyes, not because of the man in front of him, but because he was afraid that this idiot would harm him.

The teacher had already walked towards them at this time, and all the players looked at that side with bated breath.I don't know what the teacher is going to do.

"Disrupting classroom discipline. Monitor, how should we deal with this?" The teacher stood in front of the man's desk, but asked the monitor.

Squad leader: "Disturbing classroom discipline, if it is light, it will be demerited once, and it will be punished not to speak for a day. If it is serious, it will cut off the tongue to prevent it from happening again."

"Then do you think this time is a light punishment or a heavy punishment?" The teacher played with his fingers with great interest, but the words he said were so annoying.

"For the first time, I think it can be punished lightly." Fortunately, the squad leader was not embarrassing, and chose a more humane punishment.

"Well. Then it's up to you." The teacher is always very gentle with the class monitor.

The man was nervous when the teacher came in front of him, and after she said that he would punish him, he was even more frightened and dared not speak.

He is also afraid that his tongue will be cut out!After he calmed down, he began to feel uneasy again.

After the teacher walked away, the person behind him suddenly threw a note.

When he opened the note, he saw a few words crookedly written on it.

Do as she says and don't speak.

The man took one look and stuffed it into the desk. Even if the people behind him didn't remind him, he knew not to speak.

When will this deadly game end?
One person after another completed the inspection, and a few more were pulled outside for "rectification" because they were unqualified.

Although he didn't know what happened outside, but the increasing blood stains on the window and the empty eyes of the person who came back also knew that it was not a simple punishment.

(End of this chapter)