I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

"Game detection, the player is entering the game——"

After a short prompt, Lin Xiangwan quickly entered Jin Weiting's forum ID to add a friend.

"Which copy should we play?" Lin Xiangwan asked out of politeness.

"You can play directly, skip the novice and beginner level, and play according to the TOP level." Jin Weiting responded.

Lin Xiangwan looked at her choice list. Perhaps because of the high average value, she could already challenge the advanced dungeon.

She was also curious about the difference between advanced and elementary, so she clicked on the most advanced option to enter randomly without thinking.

Role information:

You are a student at Rose School.

Doesn't it mean that the higher the level of the copy, the clearer the information will be? Just this sentence?

Lin Xiangwan stared at the character information dumbfounded. Just as he was about to think about whether it was so outrageous, he was already teleported to the classroom.

There is a female teacher in a black dress explaining ancient Chinese on the podium. Her hair is tied up high and fixed with a hairpin on the back of her head. Her back looks gentle and generous. Her voice was gentle, with a hint of spring, and her handwriting on the blackboard was clear and clear. There was no scary atmosphere in the classroom with bright and clean windows.

Such a scene was not suitable for conversation, but soon, a voice sounded in her ears: "Xiang Wan?"

When no one was paying attention, Lin Xiangwan glanced back quickly while taking notes, and saw Jin Weiting on the right rear who was also writing with his head down.

Quietly drawing transmission symbols on the table, the two of them began to communicate as if there was no one else around.

"My character information only says I'm a student, what about yours?"

"mine too."

"The players who are traveling with us are probably also in the classroom, so don't alert them yet."

"it is good."

While the two were communicating, the female teacher on the stage suddenly put down her chalk and turned her head.

A graceful figure, but with a face covered with scars.

"Fuck!" A man sitting in the second row couldn't help but exclaimed.

The female teacher's kind smile changed instantly. She threw the chalk in her hand and shouted: "Go and stand in the back!"

The scars on her face were very scary, and her sinister and cold tone made people instantly feel like they were in a freezer in a sub-zero environment.

What tenderness? nonexistent!

As long as the player has experienced the dungeon game, it is impossible to offend the NPC at this time.

But the man opened his posture without any hesitation and leaned directly on the back of the chair. The old god said: "Why do you order me? Just take your class. You are so ugly and you come out to scare people."

Originally, Lin Xiangwan was thinking that if the man was also a player and made a sound unintentionally, he should find a way to save him. But when he finished saying this, she immediately stopped thinking.

Although she didn't see his face and couldn't judge what kind of person he was through Xuanmen techniques, she didn't want to pay attention to his comment of judging people by their appearance.

After the female teacher was called "ugly", the scars on her face squirmed as if they were alive, and the originally dark scars began to bleed.

The horror in the dark night is indeed scary, but the sudden changes in this peaceful situation are also enough to make people frightened.

"Go and stand in the back!" As the female teacher spoke, her eyes began to turn red.

The arrogant man restrained his movements, but when he stood up, he kicked the table hard and spit on the ground.

Instead of walking back, he walked straight across the podium to the front door of the classroom, opened the door in front of everyone, and walked out without hesitation.

His fingers unnaturally rubbed the seam of his trousers twice, concealing his nervousness and uneasiness, but his face still had that fearless and vicious look.

"Trash! Miscellaneous! Bad boy!" The female teacher stared at his back and cursed viciously.

Just when Lin Xiangwan thought the female teacher would take action, the classroom door made a "bang" sound as if it was blown shut by the wind. Through the window on the side of the corridor, the outside suddenly turned blood red.

"Ah!" The man's scream was so penetrating that people couldn't help but tremble.

Lin Xiangwan's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a female classmate in the seat in front of her whose legs were trembling slightly. She was probably a player.

The next second, the red color faded, and the classroom door was opened again.

This time, the entrance to the classroom was no longer empty. Instead, there stood a one-eyed old man. His clothes were shabby, patched and patched, and his rickety body looked like someone who couldn’t help but cross the road. To help the image.

Of course, that's assuming you ignore the person he's holding in his right hand.

The old man didn't look at any of the students. He just stood at the door of the classroom and announced the result coldly: "Student Lian Gu violated classroom discipline and must be punished."

The redness in the female teacher's eyes quickly faded, revealing a perfect smile: "You are right."

"Continue the class, the children need to learn knowledge well." After a pause, the old man added.

The female teacher bowed to the old man, regained her previous rationality, and her voice became gentle and soft again: "Students, is there anything you don't understand about what you just said?"

There was silence in the audience, and the old man closed the classroom door without any expression, as if his instructions just now were just a program setting.

But no one dared to underestimate him after seeing him carrying the man named Lian Gu.

Lian Gu's neck seemed to have been twisted, leaning to the side without any support. There was no blood on his body, but his stiff body was enough to explain his condition.

The female teacher continued to speak obscure classical Chinese. After another ten minutes, the bell rang, and she decisively put down the chalk.

"get out of class off!"

"stand up!"

Lin Xiangwan followed the reaction of most people and stood up from his seat in a hurry, almost hitting the desk with his left leg.

"goodbye students!"

"goodbye teacher!"

It is obviously a horror book, but the process between teachers and students is smooth and without any deviation.

After the female teacher walked out of the classroom, the students began to chat casually about yesterday's TV and games, and the scary atmosphere disappeared.

A boy suddenly walked up to the podium, patted the table, and said loudly: "The transferred classmates can get together appropriately."

After the boy finished speaking, Lin Xiangwan stood up without much hesitation. It was necessary for the players to gather in the game. After all, she had discovered after three copies that exchanging information was a very important thing.

At the same time, Lin Xiangwan noticed that the trembling girl before was looking around in panic, and another steady-looking boy in the back row walked towards her, and several others approached the podium.

The boy on the podium walked to the classroom door first, but only stopped at the door, as if weighing something.

Among the boys who came from the back row, there was a fierce-looking and muscular one who walked out directly.

Seeing that he was fine, the others took action and gathered on a small platform at the end of the corridor.