Xueba God-level system

She tried to drink a sip, as if all the exhaustion of the day had disappeared.

Boys occasionally use tea to replace tonics for staying up late. Gao Yaxuan actually likes to drink tea, it's milk tea!

"Forget it, I won't read the book tonight, and I will get up half an hour early tomorrow to memorize it. It's not the same."

At this time, her brain was still in a state of excitement, and it wasn't because the scary campus story Wang Xiang told her was deeply imprinted on her heart.

Good student, why can't see anything suddenly? Is there something wrong with that classroom, or the darkness has been shrouding the teaching building and cannot fade away.

She shook her head, she didn't intend to think about these suspenseful themes without fixed conditions, it was really brain-burning.

Just when she was about to turn off the desk lamp, the curtains swung suddenly.No matter how trivial details are, it is difficult to escape her insight.

"Who is it?" She tried to shout into the air.

The surrounding area was quiet, but it only lasted for two or three seconds.

"Gao Yaxuan, don't be afraid, it's me."

When she turned her head, she realized that an empty phantom was standing quietly at her desk.

That feeling is like a shadow in the waves, or a floating cloud in the summer blue sky.Maybe with a light touch of a finger, her whole body will fall apart.

"Who are you, how do you know my name?"

Although it was a bit unbelievable, Gao Yaxuan finally braved the courage and asked.

"I am the protector of the Xuebashen-level system, and I live in Niu Zihao's mind. In other words, as long as he has come into contact with and thought about issues on weekdays, I can know."

"Besides, you are still the first student star among the girls, so you should go for it. Although the student star spar was taken by that nasty guy, the magic star curse witch, but don't worry, it's us, no matter what! Can't take it away."

"Ah, I don't know what Xueba spar is!" As she said that, she touched the totem on her neck. She still knows this. Only those with excellent academic performance will wear such a logo .

Under the narration of the goddess of wisdom, the two chatted for a long time before they had a certain understanding of each other.

At the same time, Gao Yaxuan will naturally know what to do next.

"Yaxuan, your task is to go to the vocational school tonight to find out the reasons behind it. As for the clues, they are hidden in that school."

What she heard was at a loss, and she didn't understand what the young lady wanted herself to do.

Maybe this matter is really crucial to it, maybe even Niu Zihao may not be able to complete it smoothly.

Gao Yaxuan is a classmate who is willing to help others, and she quickly agreed.

Then, the Goddess of Wisdom handed her a shining lamp.Don't underestimate it, it contains infinite power, maybe it can help her in a critical moment.

Hold it in your hand and look carefully, the wick inside has started to burn slowly with oxygen.The goddess of wisdom told her that as long as the wick is not extinguished, her safety can be guaranteed.Once it is wiped out, things will be hard to say.

In short, this task is still somewhat difficult, and the probability of success and failure accounts for 50%.No matter what, Gao Yaxuan felt that she still had to fight, even if the hope would be slim.

Without further words, the Goddess of Wisdom disappeared into the dormitory just like the wind.

As for Gao Yaxuan, she brought a lamp, and while the moonlight was still there, she moved towards the door of the room.

Perhaps because he woke up too many times, Niu Zihao seemed to be in a daze.He began to have nightmares unscrupulously. All of this was caused by his snoring in the final analysis.

Maybe the battery of the guy next door's cell phone was drained to zero, and it gradually entered the middle of the night, and there was no sound coming out again.

Niu Zihao, who was half awake and half asleep, entered the world of dreams within dreams.

At this time, a hazy sign appeared in front of his eyes.

It seems to be a majestic castle and a church like a Bible prayer.

What is this place and why am I dreaming about it.

His consciousness is still in a semi-comatose state, and his current IQ is no different from that of a little boy who can't tie his shoelaces in front of the kindergarten.

Slowly, windows with lights began to come into view.It wasn't long before he saw clearly that the lit incandescent tube was parked above the classroom, emitting only his own light.

"Wow."

He glanced at him quickly, and his eyes widened immediately.Can anyone tell me if this is a campus thriller movie, or if you cry if you don't scare it, it won't lower the box office.

In the dark night, the moon did not poke its head out from the cover of the dark clouds.Niu Zihao was dressed in red, this is a strange situation.

However, the brothers next to him also wore the same clothes as him.The team in bright red clothes was exposed to the light at this time, showing a solemn atmosphere.

"Could it be a school uniform, but it doesn't have a series of signs such as school badges. Is it military training? No, it should be wearing a green hat and camouflage uniform. If you pair it with a pair of military shoes, you can kick up the right step Come with ease."

He thought for a while, but still couldn't decide on the answer.

Just when he was racking his brains and preparing to discuss it in depth.Suddenly, a person appeared from a window upstairs, and was still shouting something loudly.

"Quick, smash them with the books in your hands, knowledge is power."

Niu Zihao looked up, but he didn't expect that person to have the same face as himself. It is not too much to describe it as a clone "Zihao".

Originally he was a fool at one end, but now he has two ends.

He scratched at his hair, trying to figure out what was going on.

Under the guidance of that classmate, everyone threw books downstairs like crazy, and even the lesson plan materials that the teacher was going to give the next day were thrown down mercilessly.

"Boundless textbooks are rustling, and endless red clothes are rolling in."

Niu Zihao really can't think of other beautiful words to describe it except that this line of poem can be used to suit the occasion.

In an instant, the books fell straight down like a waterfall.It was so fierce that someone would throw down the drafts that they had saved for three years.

The situation was not good, I saw those people in red who were hit by the book, without exception, fell to the ground one after another, in a coma state, as if paralyzed by poisoning.

The crowd screamed wildly, but no one in red was willing to leave this place, as if a mysterious force was manipulating them behind the scenes.

It wasn't until now that Niu Zihao suddenly realized that history is always strikingly similar, yet it appears before his eyes again.